Don’t raise unruly people in extreme cold weather

Chapter 808

Perfect stood in the command center of the floating city, overlooking the city of Langton below through the thick glass windows.

The outline of the city was looming in the wind and snow, and the few pedestrians on the streets were wrapped in heavy clothes and walking hurriedly.

Although the situation in Langton has improved, her brows are still furrowed. She knows that the calmness of this city is only superficial, and the undercurrent crisis may break out at any time.

"My Lord Earl, there's news from the Alchemist Association that they have successfully improved the new oil burner device." A servant hurried into the command room, holding a thick report in his hand, with a hint of excitement in his tone that was hard to conceal.

Perfect took the report, ran his fingertips lightly over the edge of the parchment, and quickly scanned the words on it.

The report describes in detail the working principle and performance parameters of the new oil furnace.

Compared with traditional oil stoves, this new device not only has higher combustion efficiency, but also can maintain stable operation in extremely cold environments, reducing fuel consumption.

More importantly, it adopts a modular design, which facilitates large-scale production and installation.

"Very good." Perfect nodded slightly, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes. "Immediately arrange for people to apply this technology to Longton's heating system. Especially the shelters in the lower city, which must be renovated first."

The attendant nodded respectfully and then turned and left.

Perfect looked out the window again, but his thoughts had already flown to the more distant future.

She knew that energy issues had always been the weak point of Langton and the entire empire.

Although the introduction of petroleum fuels has eased some of the pressure, supply issues remain severe as fuel demand continues to increase.

The improvement of the new oil stove was undoubtedly an important breakthrough, but whether it could completely solve the empire's energy crisis remained an unknown.

She turned and walked towards the command desk, tapping her fingers lightly on the alchemy console, and called up the resource distribution map of the empire.

On the map, several cities around Langton are marked in red, symbolizing the active areas of separatist forces.

These cities have returned to peace on the surface, but they are secretly hoarding resources and even colluding with evil cults.

"My Lord Earl, the patrol report of the floating city has been compiled." Another servant came in and handed over a thick document with a hint of caution in his tone.

Perfect took the document and flipped through it quickly.

The report records in detail the floating city's inspections of various cities in the empire, including resource allocation, public sentiment, and potential separatist activities.

"It seems that some people still refuse to give up." Perfect sneered, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.
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At the same time, in the shelters in Langton, people are enjoying the long-lost warmth. The introduction of new oil-fired furnaces has made the shelters' heating system more stable, and the indoor temperature is always kept within a comfortable range.

The children played in the warm shelter while the adults sat together discussing the future of the empire.

"I heard that Lord Perfect has improved the oil stove. Now we don't have to worry about freezing in winter anymore." A middle-aged woman said with a smile, holding a cup of steaming tea in her hand, her face filled with rare relaxation.

"Yes, Lord Perfect is truly our savior." Another old man nodded in agreement, his eyes full of gratitude.

His face was full of traces of time, but his cheeks were flushed with a healthy blush. It was obvious that these hearty meals had restored a lot of his energy.

However, not everyone was happy with Perfecto's rule.

In the dark corners of Langton, a group of separatists are plotting a new rebellion.

"Although Perfectot's floating city is powerful, it is not invulnerable." A separatist leader whispered, his voice echoing in the dim basement with a hint of chill. "As long as we can destroy her fuel supply, the city of Langton will be paralyzed. Then will be the best time for us to counterattack." "But, Langton's fuel system is heavily guarded. How can we get close?" another separatist asked with a frown, a hint of uneasiness in his tone.

"I have contacted the Evil God Cult, and they are willing to help." The leader sneered, with a sly look in his eyes. "As long as we can create enough chaos, Langton will be paralyzed."

The separatists' plans were brewing in secret, and Perfecto knew nothing about it.

She is busy dealing with the affairs of the empire, trying to find a way out for the empire in the doomsday winter.

A few days later, Perfect left Langdon in a floating city and headed for the cities where separatist forces were rampant.

She decided to suppress these rebels personally and completely eliminate the hidden dangers of the empire.

The engines of the floating city roared, and the huge mechanical structure flashed a cold light in the wind and snow.

Perfect stood in the command room, her eyes sweeping across the city below like a knife. She knew that this operation was destined to be full of blood and sacrifice, but she had no choice. The future of the empire must not be destroyed in the hands of these separatists.

However, on the second day after the floating city left Langton, a sudden attack broke the peace of Langton.

With the assistance of the evil god sect, the separatists successfully destroyed Langdon's fuel supply system. Although there were still reserves in the city, the destruction of the fuel supply system still caused great panic.

At the same time, separatists took the opportunity to incite public discontent and attempted to trigger large-scale riots.

"Perfikot has abandoned us! She only cares about herself and doesn't care about our lives at all!" a separatist shouted loudly on the street, trying to arouse the anger of the people.

His voice sounded particularly harsh in the cold wind, like a sharp blade cutting through the originally calm air.

The situation in Langton suddenly became precarious, but Perfect, who was far away from home, knew nothing about it.

The future of the empire once again fell into the fog of uncertainty.

In the command room of the floating city, Perfecto's eyes remained focused.

She didn't know that at this moment, Langton was in an unprecedented crisis.

Her thoughts were still on how to completely eradicate the separatist forces. Her fingers tapped lightly on the alchemy console, calling up the resource distribution map of the empire.

"My Lord Earl, there is urgent news from Langton." A servant hurried into the command room, his face pale and his tone a little flustered.

Perfect raised his head and swept his eyes across the servant's face like a knife. "Speak."

"The fuel supply system has been destroyed and the entire city is paralyzed. Separatists are inciting public riots and the situation is out of control." The attendant's voice trembled, as if every word carried a thousand pounds of weight.

Perfectot's brows were furrowed, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

She knew that behind this crisis was not just a conspiracy of separatists, the intervention of the evil cult made the situation more complicated.

"Return immediately." She ordered coldly, with unquestionable majesty in her voice, "Notify the Steam Knights and prepare to suppress the riot."

The floating city's engine roared again, and the huge mechanical structure turned in the wind and snow and rushed towards Langton.

(End of this chapter)