Chapter 47: I’m Going to Pay Tribute to the Goddess of Wisdom
The dwarves listened to Romon’s challenge and couldn’t help but looking at each other in astonishment.
A machine that could fly, with its speed and direction controlled by a joystick—something they had no reference for, nor had they ever heard of such a concept.
Precisely because of this, they found Romon even more mysterious.
"We’ll go forge right away!" The dwarves, pondering feasible solutions, quickly jumped back down the tunnel into the factory.
Romon provided them with the concept; the rest of the design, research, and assembly had to be completed by the dwarves themselves.
Watching the dwarves show such respect for Romon, Talia also flew down into the giant pit. Curious, she asked, "Lord Romon, did you know these dwarves before?"
"No, this is the first time we’ve met," Romon replied.
Although it was indeed their first meeting, Romon had already analyzed the personalities and preferences of this group of dwarves in his simulations. Most importantly, the [Pollution Purification Device] was simply too powerful—even Romon, as a transmigrator, was amazed by it, let alone the dwarves.
This poisonous swamp had a history spanning over a hundred years. Countless people had tried—and failed—to resolve the problem. Yet with just a toss of the [Pollution Purification Device], the whole area was cleaned up in minutes.
Even the air had become fresh and pure, no different from the untouched wilds.
If you were to grab a random citizen of Stone Town and bring them here to see this land, they’d probably think they were hallucinating.