
In the morning, facing the morning dew, a team of riders came out from the ruling residence, and headed straight for the gate. As the barong stepped onto the stone floor, a clean and crisp horseshoe clink sounded.
Heru Cokro and Maharani brought four guards, and prepared to go to Kebonagung Village to find a suitable place for the sect. After the second region wall was built, to distinguish the gates, each gate was given a different name. The village gate of the core region was renamed to Gate of the Resurrection in the east, Gate of the Oxen Kanya in the west, Gate of Langkir in the south, and Gate of the Midshipmen in the north. Heru Cokro passes through the Kanya Cattle Gate.
Passing through the west gate, it was a wilderness. Due to strategic needs, weeds and wild plants are eliminated. Now all that was left was an empty and cold plain.
From the west gate, they made an easy straight route to the Javanese port of Dwipa. Compared to the days of Dusun Jawa Dwipa, the port was 20-30 times larger. Since the advanced shipyard was moved to Pantura, the territorial waters in front of the canyon have all been under the jurisdiction of the port. As for the Port, it is run by the Transportation Division. The Transport Division is now officially beginning to take on the role of modern transport services.
During the planning, the bridge connecting the main camp and Kebonagung Village was not built, so there were a lot of stone resources piled up on both sides. The masons delivered the large stones from the quarry and cut them into small pieces before grinding them into bars for use in building bridges.
After considering that warships had to pass through this river, the bridge's design was much more complicated than the stone arch bridge in the center of the city. Based on the first draft of the architect Atmajaya, the base cost reached 500 gold coins.
The hardest part of building a bridge is building a bridge buffer on the river. The canyon river has Bengawan Solo River and Kebonagung river flows into it so that the water flow is swift and ferocious. Therefore, such support based on the old building standards is very difficult to make.
Heru Cokro checked the progress of the bridge before continuing, crossing by boat in the harbor. The walls of the Kebonagung Village area have been built, and from afar it looks like a small town sitting on a plain.
Beyond it are acres upon acres of wheat. Early in the morning, the farmers started to get busy.
“Bags, what are they doing in the fields? Did they pull out the seedlings? Didn't they just plant it?” The maharani could not understand their actions.
Heru Cokro laughed amusedly. “Farmers are uprooting grass and planting seedlings. It is easy for weeds and weeds to grow in the fields. If we do not eliminate them, they will compete with the grains to get their space and nutrients, so that will affect the harvest.”
"Oh!" Maharani laughed embarrassedly.
Heru Cokro did not choose to enter Kebonagung Village, and instead proceeded south towards the canyon border and continued east along the mountain range. In fact, after confirming that Maharani wanted to build a sect outside the sub-district, he went to check the map of East Java which already had clear coordinates.
The difference from the main camp is that on this side of Kebonagung Village, they do not have rocky mountains, but rather straight forest paths, intersecting with the plains to form a unique landscape. Walking on the plains, there was a possibility of wild animals like rabbits popping up.
Looking at the wild rabbit, Heru Cokro's hunter instincts were piqued as he took out a bow and shot him. Unfortunately with his basic archery skills, unless he was lucky, there was no chance for him to hit the nimble rabbit.
A missed arrow made her feel extremely embarrassed, let alone in front of her lover. It turned into anger when he ordered the guards to shoot all the rabbits they encountered and bring them back to the ruling residence.
Maharani giggles on the side, Heru Cokro has something he is not good at.
After walking about 10 kilometers to the east, Heru Cokro signaled for them to stop. He pointed to the top of the mountain and asked, "Can you see the mountain in front of it?"
"Great, this will be the place." The maharani was very happy.
Heru Cokro nodded. "Let's go and see."
"Ein!" Maharani can't wait.
Since no one had ever visited this place before, there were only a few traces of humans, and the path up was difficult to pass. Heru Cokro and his men had no choice but to leave their barongs at the foot of the mountain and on foot.
4 Guards wield the Luwuk Majapahit Sword and help pave the way to the top. After walking for 2 hours, they finally reached the platform. Heru Cokro and Maharani must also circulate their inner strength to reduce fatigue.
The platform is very large, and at first glance it measures over 10 square kilometers, larger than Java Dwipa when it was still a settlement. Water flowed down from the top and made a small pond at the foot of the platform, continuously making noises. Water flows out of the pool into a small stream on the platform and flows down. In the sun, the flow of water forms a rainbow.
Beside the pond was an old tree, and on its branches many unknown birds were flying. Looking at Heru Cokro and the others, they were not afraid and flew from the tree, circled his head and chirped.
Maharani instantly fell in love with the place and muttered, "Very beautiful!"
Heru Cokro looked around and found that there was no shortage of wood materials. On the bridge there is a water source that can be planted with fruits. As long as the grains were delivered on time, their sects could be independent. Since players had storage bags, transporting grain became very easy.
“My grace, bring Him Ayu here tomorrow. He was an architectural advisor, so ask him to create the basic design of the sect including the path to descend the mountain. After you all finish the blueprints, I will arrange for the Construction Division to work on it.”
Hearing that Heru Cokro had planned everything for her, Maharani smiled gently. "Buck, you're the best."
"OK, make a name for your future sect."
"Oh, yes." The maharani was excited. "Fuck, why don't we name it Dream Sword Sect!"
Heru Cokro will faint. "Your name is Served, the courtyard where you live is called Anushka Pavilion, and now even the sect you want to create is called Swapan Caditula Sect, it really has no standard and random."
Maharani frowned. "Hey, then you gave it a name?"
Naming something is not difficult for Heru Cokro. He pondered and immediately thought of one. “It was to the west of the single peak, facing Java Dwipa and its leader was female. Why don't we call it the Sachi Sword Sect, what do you think?”
Maharani said firmly, “Bags, I didn't know you were so talented! Okay, let's follow your idea and name the Sword Sect Sachi.”