Chapter 49: If It’s Too Heavy, Just Add More Power
Romon tore his gaze away, turning to look toward the poisonous marshlands south of Stone Town.
The toxic swamp had now been completely purified. In fact, it should more properly be called the Dwarven Factory Zone.
At this moment, the dwarves were still hard at work, heads buried in research. If they wanted to produce a product that could pass the tests, there was no room for shortcuts.
Suddenly—
Lukoff, watching the others arguing and nearly coming to blows, was struck by a flash of inspiration. He brusquely shoved aside a few dwarves crowding around the table and spread out a fresh sheet of blueprint paper.
In a flurry, his short, stubby fingers began to redraw the design. In an instant, what had been a hodgepodge mess became a blueprint with real promise.
The arguing gradually quieted. The dwarves stared at Lukoff’s drawing, their astonishment growing with every line they studied, feeling as if their technical understanding was being elevated before their eyes.
"By the gods, Lukoff, when did you learn all this?"
"Damn it, yes, yes, we’ve been doing it wrong! This is how we should have done it!"
"That’s right, we missed several points—look, they’re all here on this blueprint!"
"I get it! Lukoff, this part, it should be drawn like this—yes!"