Alberto continued to build his capital.
"What should I build?"
[Set up an Exhibition place.]
Alberto selects a building.
The Crystal Palace
Architectural style: Victorian
With walls held together with iron and plate-glass, creating the illusion of a palace made of glittering crystal, the appropriately named "Crystal Palace" was the home to the Great Exhibition.
It consisted of an intricate network of slender iron rods sustaining walls of clear glass. The main body of the building was 1,848 feet (563 meters) long and 408 feet (124 meters) wide; The height of the central transept was 108 feet (33 meters).
Alberto spent ten million to set it up.
Ah! I went to see it in London once in my old life it was great.
[ You have chosen a great exhibition place. You have completed mission four. Now place a skyscraper building. ]
Alberto sees a building in store for him. Which surprised him. It seemed unbelievable to him.
Mile-High Tower
Type: Mixed Use
Lifts/elevators: 76
The Tower has 365 stories, with a gross area of 18,460,000 square feet (1,715,000 m2).
Price: 30 billion SC
Alberto chooses it
[You have completed your mission. Mission Six: Establish Transportation Systems. Build roads, railway tracks, bridges, airports, etc]
Alberto built two railway stations, an airport, bridges and roads.
[Greetings! You have received 20,000,000 SC. Mission Seven: Establish the Library. ]
Alberto buys two libraries
The Library of Congress and Biblioteca Vasconcelos
The Library of Congress: Contains 173 million items.
Biblioteca Vasconcelos: The library is spread across 38,000 square meters.
Install two libraries from the system where it is suggested to install the libraries.
[Mission Eight: Establish the hospital. ]
Alberto built five hospitals. Among these, the largest hospital has fifteen thousand beds.
[Mission nine: Set up a military base. You can customize your army.]
Alberto's eyes widened as he read the new mission. A military base? He hadn't even considered that aspect yet. He delved into the system shop, searching for the perfect base. He chose a sophisticated, expensive design, a testament to his ambition. Since he saw many things here that he had no idea about, he took information about this establishment from the system. Then buy them according to their functionality.
He positioned the military base on the edge of his capital, a strategic location that offered both security and accessibility..
The base was designed to be self-sufficient. It boasted its own power plant, a water treatment facility to ensure a constant supply of clean water, and a vast supply depot stocked with everything from ammunition to medical supplies. The training facilities were state-of-the-art, featuring firing ranges, obstacle courses, and advanced simulation rooms that pushed soldiers to their limits, honing their skills to a razor-sharp edge. The barracks were spacious and comfortable, designed to accommodate hundreds of soldiers at a time.
Alberto then began to customize his army. He selected camouflage clothing as their combat uniform, a practical choice for blending seamlessly with the environment. For ceremonial occasions, he chose a striking green uniform, featuring a visor peaked cap, epaulettes, a sword set and scabbard for officers, long black pants, a black belt, and black shoes or boots.
He summoned fifty thousand soldiers. He equipped them with a diverse array of weapons, from advanced rifles to heavy artillery, ensuring his army was capable of facing any challenge. He added military vehicles to arsenal, acquiring tanks, helicopters, and armored transports, etc.
[Mission Ten: Build Police Headquarters and Police Stations. And summon ten thousand policemen. You can summon more if you want. ]
Alberto, his mind now attuned to the system's demands, immediately understood the need for a strong law enforcement presence. He opened the shop, searching for the perfect police headquarters. He found what he was looking for in a towering structure, a 200-meter-tall, 43-story building. He positioned it prominently in his capital, a beacon of justice.
He then proceeded to build forty police stations, strategically placed throughout the city, ensuring a rapid response to any threat.
Next, he turned his attention to the police force uniform. He chose a practical, functional uniform, a white shirt, a bulletproof jacket for protection, and black pants for a sharp, professional look. He summoned 10,000 policemen, a force that would be visible and respected throughout his capital.
He purchased the necessary equipment, guided by the system's recommendations, acquiring vehicles, weapons, ammunition , communication systems, and everything else needed to create a modern, efficient police force.
More missions come to Alberto. He continues to complete all the missions.
Alberto built educational institutions, universities, defense headquarters, markets, magic and science development institutions, parks, intelligence agency headquarter, Resource center, residential areas, power plants, etc.
Following the system's guidance, he placed everything in its strategic location, ensuring the city flowed seamlessly, its various sections harmonizing to create a vibrant, functional metropolis.
The capital, a magnificent testament to ambition, rose from the ground.
[Congratulations! You have completed building your Capital. One million people have been given to you as a reward. Do you want to summon them now?]
A surge of excitement pulsed through Alberto. One million people? His city was ready to be populated. "Yes," he declared, his voice filled with anticipation.
[Please select their profession]
Since there were so much people here, he simply commanded System to select necessary professions
Doctor, Nurse, Surgeon,Banker, Teacher, Counselor, Researcher, CEO, Salesperson, Lawyer, Judge, Musician, Actor, Singer, Writer, Designer, Animator, Comedian, Architect, Engineer, Mechanic, Fisherman, Blacksmith, Reporter, Jeweler, Bartender, Prostitute, Scientist, Whore, Physicist, Athlete, Farmer etc....
[Congratulations! You level up 2x]
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★★★
Host: Alberto Bramble
LEVEL: 10
HP: 100/100
MP: Infinite
Country Citizen: 1,065,025
Military Troops: 50,024
Police: 10,000
Heroes: One SS rank
Map
Inventory
Shop
Balance: 19,040,000,000 SC
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"System, have I not been given Just one million people?"
[Yes. One million people have been given to you. The other 65,025 are the palace staff, Circe, and the soldiers and Police you summoned. They are all citizens of this country. Hence they are included in the citizens.]
"So this is the matter," he murmured, a sense of understanding dawning on him. He had been so focused on building his capital that he hadn't considered the details. But yes, the staff, the heroes, the soldiers, and the police were all citizens of his burgeoning nation.
[ You should go to The Cabinet Office. Your cabinet is waiting for you there. You also have to give a speech to the nation.]
Um...Okay
He rang a bell, its resonant chime echoing through the halls of his palace.
Alfred, ever-attentive, quickly appeared, bowing slightly. "Your Majesty, is there anything I can assist you with?"
"I want to go to the Cabinet Office. Get everything ready."
"Of course," Alfred replied smoothly, "But Your Highness, shouldn't you change your clothes?"
"Huh!" Alberto froze, his mind suddenly catching up with the situation. He had been so engrossed in the system's missions that he hadn't given his appearance a second thought.
He looked at his clothes.
He is still wearing the military uniform of his previous life.
But he feels something strange.
He hurried to the mirror in the room, a sense of unease creeping into his heart. He stared at his reflection, and his breath hitched.
What was going on?
—·–·—
[Host, don't be afraid. You just got Younger. You will have no problem with it. You are now 22 years old]
Alberto looked at his face.
Alberto's eyes widened in disbelief. He looked at his face, at his reflection, and a wave of recognition washed over him. He looked exactly as he did when he was young in his previous life, the youthful features of his 22-year-old self staring back at him.
His age had decreased. He had become younger.
"Well, then, I'm too young," he muttered, a hint of amusement in his voice.
He let out a long breath. "It is not bad," he decided, a smile spreading across his face.
"Alfred, show me clothes."
"Of course, Your Highness," he bowed
★★★
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An unknown place
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The air was thick with anticipation as a crowd of solemn figures gathered, their white gowns billowing softly in the gentle breeze. Hundreds, maybe thousands, stood shoulder to shoulder, their gazes fixed on the raised platform at the end of the vast hall. The air hung heavy, thick with the scent of incense and the weight of expectation.
Above them, framed by the ornate archway of the stage, stood an ancient figure. His back stooped with the weight of years, his face a roadmap of wrinkles, he leaned heavily on a gnarled wooden staff. In his other hand, he held aloft a balance scale made of some dark, unidentifiable metal. It gleamed dully in the flickering torchlight.
With a shaking hand, the old man raised the scale higher. A blinding light erupted from the metal, forcing gasps and cries from the assembled crowd. Some shielded their eyes, others, overcome with fervor, stared directly into the painful glare, tears streaming down their faces.
When the light subsided, the old man remained, his voice, when he spoke, a dry rasp that echoed strangely in the vastness of the hall.
"Hear me, all!" His voice, surprisingly strong, cut through the murmuring. "Our wait is over! The message, the divine message we have sought for generations... it has arrived!"