Chapter 422: LVII. Nightmare Origin
Three days later.
Aran Imperial City, New City Industrial District.
Towering high towers and chimneys emitted endless smoke, which twisted and spiraled up into the sky canopy, an unyielding gloom and heaviness that, even from high heavens far distant, seemed almost oppressively close, nearly crushing people under its weight.
The mechanical humming noise, like the roar of man-eating monsters, dispersed thoughts into haziness, a mind-penetrating demonic sound gnawing away until people gradually became, retaining only their labor instincts, wild beasts.
Sappers.
At least that’s what they were called by the Alan Royal Court, the Emperor obsessed with cultivating gu had pioneered a completely new department.
The infiltration was quite severe; machinery or technology discovered in the industrial district could be transmitted to other countries within days or a few weeks.
To stop the losses in time, job creation had been disregarded, even in the underappreciated civilian sectors, workers had to be Aran Soldiers under militarized management.
The army was expanded once again.
Yet, the status of the sappers was not high because, under the principles of complete obedience that came with the military title, they had become thoroughbred, production machines.
In a basement somewhere in New City.