The mine supervisor never expected that Lava Grand General, who’d been calm and collected the whole way, would suddenly turn into a volcano, seeming like he’d explode at the slightest provocation.
If they said even one sentence that made him uncomfortable, they probably couldn’t leave alive.
The other party directly placed the bla on Foster Iron Mine and the Nation of Mutuns. They didn’t dare refute—they were afraid of dying. The other party wanted to directly take over Foster Iron Mine, and they also didn’t dare speak up. At least the mine’s resources were still in their hands.
There was no real loss.
Thinking of this, the mine supervisor quickly spoke up. "Of course, of course no problem, General. If you’re willing to help us manage Foster Iron Mine, it’s our honor."
"After we get out, let them go ho and rest. Seeing sothing with such impact will inevitably make them fearful."
Lava General seed to casually say sothing, but it made the mine supervisor’s face light up slightly, and he couldn’t help sighing inwardly, "Truly worthy of being a legendary big shot—just amazing!"
These people were indeed scared stupid right now and couldn’t speak. But once they left, that might not be the case. These few people, completely intact—after going back, if their families asked what happened today and it spread, what would happen was obvious.
Before long, everyone in the entire mining area would know that the so-called Foster Iron Mine God was just a monster, and it was that monster attacking people. All those who’d disappeared and died before were all eaten by the Foster Iron Mine God...
Burning so people to death in front of everyone could indeed intimidate, but that would only make them more afraid, more cautious, not daring to pray outside the mining area. But inside the mining area, no one could control them.
Before long, such a heretical god monster would form again...
But what if the news spread from them themselves? So many people, all saw it—how many would still dare worship the so-called Foster Iron Mine God?
When they prayed, wouldn’t they think about whether their prayers might send them to their deaths?
Under the influence of such thinking, what would happen next?
Forget anything else—people daring to pray would sharply decrease. For the heretical god to appear again wouldn’t be so easy.
With this thought, the several mine supervisors and managent looking at Lava General’s gaze carried a different flavor.
Coming out of the mining area, the sky had already darkened. The surroundings were pitch black, but inside the mine tunnels, miners were still working by torchlight. It seed that for them, there was no difference between day and night in this world. They only needed to know that after working half a day, they could rest half a day—enter in the morning, co out in the evening, enter in the evening, co out in the morning.
Even though such a thing had happened in the mine tunnel, it hadn’t caused any impact at all!
Perhaps because of the appearance of that Foster Iron Mine God, the mine supervisors had lost their confidence. Now they were each showing more respect and deference.
Seeing this, the corner of Lava General’s mouth under his exoskeleton lifted slightly.
Originally, he’d been thinking about how to create so bigger conflicts to make these people cooperate with his reforms. For example, kill that original monster, then release so "monsters" himself. But now, it was easier.
Worshipping a heretical god and even summoning a faith monster—this was sothing any church couldn’t tolerate. Most gods had instructed them to resolve all this.
How would the church resolve it?
All related parties, physically transcend them all!
There was simply no second possibility.
Almost everyone across the continent knew the fate of worshipping heretical gods...
These mine supervisors, if they really investigated, would also find it hard to escape death.
Now that he was willing to take over, how could they not cooperate?
Night fell.
The night was dim.
The massive mine tunnel was like a giant "Foster Iron Mine God," just lying on the ground, opening its bloody maw, waiting for miners to voluntarily enter... Many people felt a chill just looking at this scene.
"General, let’s rest first. It’s getting late today." A high-ranking mine official carefully suggested.
"The matter isn’t handled yet—what rest?"
Lava General’s words imdiately energized the other party.
For this kind of backward, low mining rate mining area with frequent worker casualties, Lava General was incredibly skilled at operating reform plans.
Mining thods, mining technology improvents, standardized transformation of new mine tunnels, establishnt of safety zones, input and output of materials, ore transportation... He had all these plans from Viscount Roster.
It was just that given the relatively complex Foster Iron Mine vein situation, it would take so ti to fully roll it out.
But it was worth it. Once successful, efficiency would improve a hundredfold. He wouldn’t say resource waste could be eliminated, but compared to now, it would be almost nothing. Safety would also greatly improve.
Ventilation systems, roof managent, underground transportation... Hearing these concepts one after another, the mine supervisor felt his scalp tingle. It really exceeded their imagination, yet they were attracted by these concepts.
The Foster Iron Mine, which originally killed hundreds or thousands, even several thousand miners every year, after all these transformations, might be able to produce in one year what used to take a hundred years, yet almost no one would die... They wouldn’t dare dream like this.
"Can it really be done?"
He couldn’t help muttering in a low voice. But thinking about how nobles of the Kingdom of Dawn on the Magic Net seed to have said similar things, only they thought it was a joke, he beca even more determined.
"Besides mine reform, you have many things to do. Initially, I’ll commission Dragon Delivery to send over materials and machinery. But later they’ll need to be transported overland, and the mine’s output is the sa. So you need to prepare to build so better roads, even... ultra-high-speed maglev trains."
Just then, Lava General suddenly changed the subject. "Also, you need to commission the Golden rchant Guild to purchase a building material called ’cent’ from Roster territory, and build new slting factories in the iron mine area specifically to produce building materials to construct these houses."
As he spoke, Lava General took out another blueprint.
This was a peculiar-looking house, five stories tall, made from reinforced concrete and red bricks. The rooms were divided into small sections—bedroom, kitchen, bathroom, entrance hall, corridor—everything was there, but the area was very limited.
"This is a god-bestowed item, most suitable for quick construction. It can let workers quickly leave dangerous shacks, work sheds, and overly crowded rooms. It’s an important step in reform. The construction plan can be found on the Magic Net—it’s called a tenent building."
Lava General looked at the supervisors’ reluctance and said coldly, "Do as I say. With a hundredfold increase in mine output, this little bit isn’t much. I hope I don’t have to repeat myself."
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