Industrial Cthulhu, starting from the island lord

Chapter 718 Count Bazel Can Also Shine and Radiate Light
"This is outrageous! I might as well just live in the boiler room," Beatrice couldn't help but complain.

She didn't necessarily want to vomit this pollution, so why did they specially build a pipe for her?
Wouldn't it be awkward to look at the empty pipes and not spray them?
But as soon as Beatrice said that, all the succubi in the room had their eyes light up.

"That's right, no matter how you decorate the room, it will only look like a boiler."

"Why not just live in the boiler room?"

"It just so happens that the Machine Soul can suppress her condition, and it can be used just in time if she switches to Fountain Mode. It's perfect!"

Even Zoe was intrigued: "Do you have boilers this size?"

"That would be wonderful! Castel Cathedral doesn't just have one stellar furnace; there are always backup systems. To supply the entire cathedral, the volume is quite large. We can help you renovate it. Do you prefer a three-bedroom, one-living-room layout or a three-bedroom, two-living-room layout?"

The banshees all looked over, and Beatrice felt awkward under their eager and expectant gazes. She felt that she didn't need the banshees to transform her; she could awkwardly dig out a three-bedroom apartment with her toes all by herself.

“We don’t need that many rooms.” Zoe patted Beatrice on the back and gave her a reassuring look.

"Listen to me, we don't need many rooms, but each bedroom should have two bathrooms, one for vomiting and one for diarrhea."

In Hughes's office.

He was discussing the research and development plan with Gaia and Richard when a commotion suddenly broke out below.

It happens to be the location of the Banshee's duty room.

"W-What's going on? The enemy has reached the Banshee's post?"

Hughes glanced at the mind link, then his face twitched: "Never mind, it's nothing, Beatrice is taking her anger out on Zoe."

The others: "."

"Well, let's not talk about that for now. The project arrangements are basically like this. Richard, Gaia, do you have any objections?"

Richard and Gaia shook their heads together.

"Chloe, what about you?"

In the center of the desk sat a half-dead diary.

Describing a diary as half-dead might be a bit abstract, but Chloe couldn't jump up and refute it.

There was no other way; she had been rushed here in a coffin pulled by nine snakes.

Actually, she could have just had the banshees bring it over. After all, Chloe's diary, being a supernatural item, is waterproof, so it wouldn't be a problem if it were submerged in seawater.

But the banshees were too enthusiastic to refuse, and completely disregarding Chloe's objections, they stuffed her into the storm coffin and dragged her over, taking a roundabout route—circling Castel at least three times, so far that Castel could hear Chloe's mournful cries.

When Hughes asked, the banshees said they had gotten lost near Castel.
And so, this diary now lies half-dead on Hughes's desk, and to be honest, Hughes can hardly bear to look at it anymore.

These banshees aren't afraid of Chloe's revenge; she might soon have her own body.

"I have no objection either," a line appeared weakly on the page.

"Then I'll have to trouble you all during this time. Don't worry, I'll take care of the logistics. Just let me know if you need anything. Your project is the highest priority."

After Hughes finished speaking, he suddenly changed the subject: "By the way, Gaia, give me a complete list of the detailed data from when you were in charge of the military factory, including peak production capacity and detailed working hours for each weapon, down to the line of production."

"No problem, are we about to go to war with the Empire?" Gaia asked casually.

It is certain that Castel will go to war with the Empire; the only variable is whether Castel himself will take the field or the prince will lead the attack.

"More or less. The prince will officially declare war in a month at most, but there's no rush. We have plenty of weapons and ammunition in stock. What we need to do next is let Count Bazel shine."

Count Bazel has been imprisoned in the underground dungeon of Bloodharbor since the conquest of the North, and there is no need for further trial for his crimes.

He will eventually shine, but he hasn't decided where to shine yet. Blood Harbor seems like a good fit for him right now.

Blood Harbor, as the largest industrial city besides Castells, is now the hub of the entire eastern coast of the continent.

Trade along the entire Storm Ocean coast revolved almost entirely around Blood Harbor, and Blood Harbor's industrial zone absorbed the vast majority of the production capacity that Castells had transferred out.

The prince had tried to develop the surrounding cities, but it was of little use—the industrial cities had too strong a siphon effect, and cities that were even slightly closer would gradually concentrate their talent and resources toward Blood Harbor.

Today, Blood Harbor has transformed into a colossal megacity, with its port and docks taking up a smaller and smaller proportion of its area, and its outward expansion is gradually accelerating.

This industrial hub, however, lacks a power source like a stellar furnace.

In fact, Blood Harbor is now somewhat strapped for cash in terms of energy. Pollution is not something that can be created at will; cognitive interference can cause pollution to occur, and with careful planning, it can also be deliberately created.

However, doing this near large cities is too risky; the consequences could be too severe if it gets out of control.

If we go to more distant places, the transportation of pollutants will be a troublesome matter. If we want to solve the Blood Harbor energy dilemma once and for all, the Stellar Furnace is really the best choice.

Hughes's current worry is that there is only one sea god. He wishes there were more pirate kings. Castell doesn't mind fighting a few more deep-sea wars.

Fortunately, Count Bazel solved the problem very well.

Although he did not possess the immense power of the Sea God, he had, to some extent, merged himself with the Temple of the Forgotten Ones within the white mist, meaning his power was at least at the level of the White Calamity.

Although he himself couldn't use this power.

Hughes originally planned to wait until Gwen had complete control of the White Disaster, but later realized that the two sides were not actually in conflict. Gwen sought the power of the White Disaster, while Bazel possessed the White Disaster's corruption, and Bloodharbor was currently lacking corruption the most.

The new stellar furnace was still designed by Tata, but the subsequent review was divided into several parts, and even Hughes himself participated, staying up many nights to go through all the blueprints.

Since Blood Harbor does not have a network system, many designs are difficult to modify once finalized. Therefore, the design cannot be as simple and crude as that of Castells. Sufficient room for improvement must be reserved to provide enough redundancy for future power supply.

Now, the design and construction of Blood Harbor is finally coming to an end, and Hughes is preparing to hold a grand ceremony to celebrate Bazel's re-employment.

(End of this chapter)