Chapter 272: Gate 17
Weeks went by.
Gate 14 opened as normal and so did Gates 15 and 16. Gate 17 was currently on the horizon. In that time, Kazi had been busy working with Prince Yuzin and planning out the factories to be made. The Esteemed Princess of the Imperial Sect increased their budget by a hundred million and fast-tracked many aspects of their project.
For example, the heavy expense from large bulks of steel. Prince Yuzin informed him that the Eldest Princess brought over a sorcerer from the Old Mage Tower called the Steel Sharpener. The Sorcerer specialized in the transmutation of steel and could turn cheap materials into quality steel. Not just any steel either: carbon steel, stainless steel, tool steel, alloy steel—all of it was under his reservoir. According to Prince Yuzin, the sorcerer descended from a family that directly served as blacksmiths to the House of Aisin Gioro. He lacked talent in blacksmithing and after failing to produce results, the man studied to become a sorcerer. No one expected greatness from him, save one man. The now-dead eldest prince of the Imperial Sect believed in his utility and pushed him to become the Steel Sharpener.
While fiercely loyal to the Imperial Sect, the Steel Sharpener extended his services to other guilds too, albeit for a premium price tag. In honour of his old friend who had died by the claws of Yamata-no-Orochi, the Steel Sharpener never applied a premium cost to the Imperials. Nonetheless, he was a busy man and it took a miracle—the Eldest Princess of the Imperial Sect—to get him to collude with them on a moment’s notice. Seeing the Steel Sharpener in action was incredibly informative.
After seeing such high-level magic, Kazi decided to flex his own magic muscles. This was his first time going into a gate in a couple weeks. He was aware he was ahead in levels due to his Ascension but that didn’t mean he could slack off.
Kazi stretched his arms high in the air. The first of the integrated circuit factories were complete. The Imperials expected them to manufacture the Ramon Spectrometer and sell them to the Alhambra Guardians in a month’s notice. Secretly, Kazi planned to do it in two weeks.
"David! Everything going well?"
Supervising the line of blue workers was his spectacled friend. David couldn’t believe he was in such a position of power and he glanced over, arms crossed, smiling.
"Oh yeah, great stuff," David replied. Discreetly, he pointed at one of the workers. "That one guy got the hang of it fast."