The System interface dimmed slightly, its glow settling into a calm blue sheen as if waiting for my next command.
But I wasn't finished.
Not even close.
Tech points were gone.
Used to pry open the future.
But Build Points?
Nearly four hundred thousand of them?
Enough to reshape the empire.
Enough to alter the map itself.
Enough to make an old empire like Visigoth look—if only briefly—obsolete.
If the world was capable of seeing just how fast Romanus was growing, if the system did not interfere with the perception of the world, making them realize the leaps and bounds they advanced by rather than just thinking everything always was how it was when the system interfered with reality.
I flexed my hand, and the map expanded until it filled the entire study from wall to wall, a three-dimensional projection of Romanus suspended in the air like a god's tabletop miniature.
Cities illuminated in gold.
Roads like threads of silver.
Ports glowing with soft blue waves.
