Upon their arrival on the island with Aron, they swiftly carried the first batch of materials and transferred them to a waiting car for transportation to a destination located a few kiloters away from the makeshift port where they had docked the boat for unloading the parts.
When they reached the destination, they proceeded to unpack the objects from the car and arranged them on the ground as neatly as possible. Without delay, they swiftly made their way back to the port in order to retrieve another batch of materials.
Due to the sheer quantity of large parts that needed to be transported, they had rented over ten boats to facilitate the transportation process. With thousands upon thousands of components to be moved, this arrangent allowed for efficient carrying of the materials.
In order to ensure uninterrupted material transfers and prevent congestion, they had to set a limit of ten boats. This number was determined as the maximum capacity to maintain a smooth flow of materials without any boats waiting idly.
"Let's get started!" Aron exclaid, now alone. He eagerly rubbed his hands together before shouldering one of the heavy machines that normally required three guards to carry as he moved it to an empty field and swiftly returned to pick up another one which he carried and carefully placed it next to the first part he had set down.
This process continued, with Aron tirelessly carrying and assembling more than a hundred and fifty small and large parts. Gradually, they began to interlock, forming the frawork of the machine, which was gradually taking shape and nearing completion.
"Phew!" Aron let out a sigh of relief as he finally completed the assembly of the machine. After six hours of continuous work, he felt a sense of accomplishnt and relief wash over him.
"Now it's ti to insert the battery and power it on to start its operation," Aron said, making his way towards a black box that had a cubic ter in size.
The box was adorned with faint golden lines that seed to be obscured by the dominant ominous-looking black color. It sat atop a small, four-wheel puller. Aron approached the box and began to pull it towards the assembled machine, still on a wheelbarrow.
When he reached the machine, he effortlessly lifted it as if it were weightless foam, positioning it perfectly within the designated opening that snugly accommodated the box.
After carefully positioning the box, Aron placed both his hands on top of it, directly over the spot where it was installed in the machine. He then began infusing mana into the box, and in response, the box started to emit a gentle glow, with golden lines appearing and intertwining on its surface as the box eagerly absorbed the mana that Aron was pouring into it, as if feeding on the energy.
It took Aron over six hours to fully fill the box with mana, which had transford into its liquid state, representing the densest form of mana. The black box, adorned with runes, had an active shield that securely contained the mana within it, preventing any leaks or disruptions.
"Begin placing the parts into the hole in the sa order you brought them," Aron said, turning to Daniel, who held the responsibility of leading the ARES mbers tasked with transporting the materials from the temporary warehouse to the island.n𝔒𝑣𝓔)𝑙𝗯-1n
"Yes, sir," Daniel replied, echoing the unanimous agreent of the ARES mbers to Aron's directive. Despite his curiosity piqued, Daniel decided to hold his questions for a more opportune mont, planning to approach Aron once he had completed his tasks and was available for discussion.
What intrigued him the most was how on earth such an enormous hole had materialized within a matter of hours. This was just the beginning of his queries; another pressing question was the whereabouts of the excavated soil. There was no trace of it in the vicinity of the ticulously shaped hole, leaving Daniel baffled as to its mysterious appearance.
At that mont, Daniel simply attributed the rapid progress and the absence of soil to one of their bosses' remarkable ability as he continued doing his work.
With over a hundred parts already deposited into the hole, Aron descended into the cavity and promptly began assembling the components that were already in place.
For the following three weeks, this synchronized routine persisted. ARES mbers diligently transported parts from the temporary warehouse to the island, placing them into the hole one by one, while Aron simultaneously assembled the incoming components without missing a beat.
After three weeks of relentless work, Aron finally completed the assembly of the final part among the multitude of components he had ticulously printed for their purpose on the island.
As the ARES mbers watched the entire process unfold, witnessing Aron's steady progress in assembling the colossal donut-shaped machine, a sense of fulfillnt washed over them. The satisfaction they felt was undeniable, having been integral to the project by diligently delivering the parts required for its construction.
Once Aron had completed the assembly of the final parts on the donut-shaped machine, he swiftly redirected his attention to the ARES mbers. With urgency in his voice, he instructed them, "Help bring that box over here," gesturing towards the storage box housed within the machine that had been used to excavate the massive hole.
As they successfully transported it to his location, he directed them, saying, " Put it here," and pointed to the sole square-shaped aperture on the enormous machine.
"Great job. If you'd like, you can take a break," Aron inford them, placing his hands back on the box. Just as before, he began infusing it with mana, replenishing its nearly depleted reserves..
Ignoring Aron's suggestion to rest, Daniel and the rest of Ares' mbers opted to observe his actions closely
"Sir, if you don't mind, may I ask a question?" Daniel inquired after half an hour had passed, noticing that Aron's hands remained on the box while he appeared relaxed, leading Daniel to assu that he had finished whatever he was doing.
"Certainly, go ahead," Aron replied, interrupting his conversation with Nova to entertain Daniel's question.
"What is this machine, and why are we building it out of nowhere?" Daniel asked respectfully, his curiosity evident in his tone.
"A nuclear reactor," Aron responded with just those two words. The mbers of Ares who were observing him montarily stiffened at the revelation before relaxing once again.
Witnessing their montary fear followed by a quick return to calm, Aron couldn't help but chuckle. He understood that his answer had initially startled them, but they swiftly reassured themselves, knowing that Aron was present with them. They realized that even if sothing were to happen, Aron would be there to heal them, just as he had done on previous occasions.
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