Perfikot decided to adopt automated production to construct the Floating City, which forced Sanderion to bring her apprentices and the Floating Core to the construction site designated by Perfikot.
Upon seeing Perfikot, Sanderion complained, "What is going on with you? Didn’t we agree to transform the city area? Why have you changed your mind?"
"Because there is new intelligence; soone told the gods are actively preparing to attack, trying to erase humanity. I had to accelerate the progress and adjust the plan to ensure the Floating City gains combat capability as soon as possible." Perfikot explained briefly, then handed her a stack of blueprints and started assigning work to Sanderion: "These are the basic frawork diagrams of the Floating City. Automated robots are conducting the construction, you should arrange soone to inspect and ensure there are no errors in the construction.
This part is the diagram showing the modular linked structure of the Floating City. Let Heine negotiate with the foundry to ensure they can complete it on ti according to my requirents.
And these right now all need personnel to keep watch over... You don’t need to manage the specific construction, just make sure there are no problems with the inspection."
"Wait... How can you assign work right away without at least letting understand what’s happening first?" Sanderion hurriedly raised her hand to stop, handing the blueprints Perfikot had given to her over to Heine behind her, before questioning Perfikot: "So, what exactly is going on?"
Sanderion was indeed a bit puzzled by Perfikot. She received Perfikot’s ssage and rushed from Chernobyl, and at the mont was still in a state of not fully grasping the situation.
Perfikot imdiately handed over a lot of work again, causing Sanderion, even as a Demigod, to not quite keep up and understand the situation.
So she had no choice but to stop Perfikot, trying to clarify the cause and effect.
However, Perfikot looked at her, sowhat strangely asking, "Didn’t I clearly write it in the letter? Didn’t you read my letter?"
"Of course, I read the letter, but you only ntioned there was intelligence indicating the gods intensified attacks on humankind, besides that, you didn’t disclose anything else, I can’t figure out what’s going on!" Sanderion exclaid in protest, with a look that says you need to explain clearly or I will strike: "Also, I just got here and haven’t cleared up what’s happening, yet you threw a bunch of work on , you must give ti to figure things out first, right?"
Sanderion wasn’t trying to slack off, but this sudden adjustnt by Perfikot left her sowhat caught off guard, with a bit of frustration feeling like previous work was futile.
Although she didn’t say it, she hoped Perfikot could at least say so comforting words to make her feel a bit better.
Perfikot simply looked at her with a sudden gaze, then shook her head, put down her work, and sighed helplessly: "Alright, since you want an explanation, I’ll provide one."
Speaking of which, Perfikot looked towards Beifa on the other side, calling out: "Beifa, make a pot of tea."
Then she ca over and sat down on a sofa used for resting.
Seeing this, Sanderion let Heine distribute the blueprints they just received, letting the apprentices get to work while she herself sat across from Perfikot.
Facing Sanderion, Perfikot slowly started explaining: "I previously went to investigate the change in cabinet policies in Beloburg and found that an Elf Demigod was secretly influencing the cabinet’s decisions.
Through questioning this elf, I learned that the gods altered their plans to extinguish humanity faster.
The previous blizzards are caused by the gods’ influence, so currently, I must accelerate the construction progress of the Floating City, therefore I implented automation, mass-producing Alchemy Puppets and robots to replace workers.
As of now, the construction progress is at least twice as fast as anticipated, automated puppets don’t need rest, and the efficiency of robot construction is several tis that of manual labor.
However, this requires a larger scale of resource allocation and more Alchemists for maintenance.
Although I wrote an automatic maintenance program, allowing so puppets to inspect and maintain other puppets and robots, the system is still too crude at present, and many areas still require human intervention."
At this point, Perfikot finally paused, looking at Sanderion, sighing: "This is also why I contacted you, I need sufficiently skilled Alchemists to help adjust this system.
And your apprentices can just serve as overseers to check the overall construction status and help coordinate the production of parts at other factories."
After Perfikot finished speaking, Beifa’s tea was ready, but the one bringing the tea cart wasn’t Beifa, instead, dressed in a maid outfit at so unknown point was Alicia.
"Hi, hello~! I’m Alicia, you can also call Ali~! A Magic Elf from the Elf Kingdom~!" Alicia greeted Sanderion while setting teapots and snacks on the table.
Seeing Alicia like this, Perfikot frowned: "Aren’t you an elf? When did you beco an elf? Moreover, what is the Elf Kingdom? Is it a fairy tale?"
"Oh, don’t be so dull~! Work is so tiring, it needs so entertainnt to adjust, can also relax your mood, isn’t it?" Alicia winked at Perfikot, trying to make her less serious.
Sanderion, upon seeing Alicia, was also surprised, but soon figured out what was going on, thus she looked at Perfikot: "Is this the Elf Demigod you ntioned?"
"Yes, a troubleso spirit." Perfikot understood why Alicia behaved this way, but instinctively didn’t like it.
In her view, research is a very serious matter, and Alicia’s way is sowhat not rigorous.
She also wished to work lightly and with joy, but unfortunately, she couldn’t.
After bearing too much responsibility, Perfikot now can only do her best not to be overwheld by it and try to conclude her counterasures against the gods - her designed Floating City.
"Why am I a troubleso spirit~! Just accidentally ssed up your blueprints, I have already apologized~!" Alicia instantly beca upset, but quickly ran to Perfikot’s side, pleading with her: "Please don’t be angry, at worst I’ll teach you Fairy Magic! It’s a skill not passed on by the Elf Race, uniquely a miracle belonging to Fairy Alicia!"
"Fairy Magic? Miracles?" Perfikot and Sanderion exchanged a glance, both showing a strong interest.
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