At the top left corner was the back door where supplies and recruitnts were carried out, then the storage area was connected to the fluffing and material processing area.
According to the map, the storage and material processing room were in the sa line, while at the beginning of the right side of the building was the cotton spinning and weaving room.
After the weaving was completed, the woven fabrics were sent into a part of the center of the factory which housed machines for dyeing, prints, and finishing process of the fabric.
Once the finishing process was completed, the now dyed fabrics were conveyed to the hired tailors who were given different designs to produce.
The tailoring section was so big that it took almost half of the right side of the building and almost all of the bottom side of the building.
After the fabric has been turned to different products, they were passed back into the center of the building and moved to the left side for quality control. If they passed the quality test, they would be packaged and then sent to the backdoor for distribution.
After so thinking, Blake and Castiel decided to go with the door at the right. The reason was that the left side of the factory had the most number of important departnts and they were most likely headed by gang mbers.
As for the right side of the building they were occupied by mostly hired hands who were being watched over by so gang mbers hidden as part of the tailors and at strategic points.
They entered through the right door and into a passage that was enough to fit 2 people at once. When they entered the tailoring area, they saw 10 columns of tailors on sewing machines powered by the factory's core.
With pieces of fabrics littered all over the floor, Castiel and Blake decided to walk on the ceiling to reach the end of the room that led to the cotton spinning and weaving section of the factory.
(AN: Rember that the dye and printing section is located at the center of the building and not at the right side.)
At the end of the room was a double-door-sized entranceway with doors. The system had already scanned it but nothing dangerous was there. Imdiately they passed through, their ears were t with the noises coming from wool spinners and weaving machines.
The room was filled with machines and less number of staff, but from first glance, they both knew that they were gang mbers.
'Seems we made the right decision following here.' Blake said as he noticed that apart from the monitoring arrays there was little to no form of surveillance.
'If the leader pays them then it is nice that he gave them a life different from what they usually do.' Castiel was impressed by how many gang mbers were employed in the factory.
'Don't quickly forget that these people still rob and kill people. So there is no reason to like any of this.' Blake had a stoic expression on his face.
As long as one terrorized and killed people, Blake wouldn't even bat an eye to kill, if he had an opportunity.
If people like them didn't exist, his dad would still be alive. So killing them was only saving another victim.
Castiel thought Blake would crack a joke about it, but he never expected such a reaction from him. It turned the atmosphere silent as no one 'talked until they got past the material processing room.
'That quite a lot of guards.' Blake couldn't help but comnt as they continued to see guards at
Luckily for them, the corridor could easily fit 4 people standing side by side, so instead of walking on the ground, they walked on the ceiling.
When they got to the center of the top part of the factory, Blake had to activate the hot and cold variation of the locator spell because a corridor led to the center of the factory.
Once confird that the corridor was the right direction, they went in and finally stopped in front of the storage door which was being protected by 2 champion-level gang mbers.
The major problem was that it was locked and opening it was impossible without alerting the guards.
'So are we to keep waiting till soone opens it?' Castiel couldn't help but ask because staying so long in this long deep in the enemy's lines was pressurizing.
'Yes. We have gotten so far, so there is no going back now. You might have to chug down more mana potions.' Blake said through the mind link.
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Back at the reception, Brian was currently explaining so designs to the factory manager. He didn't need to make anything up, all he needed to do was bring up ideas of fashion designs from Earth.
"In my 30 years of working in the textile industry, I have never heard of the kind of material you are speaking of.'' The factory manager said in a pondering tone. "Also, the designs you speak of are unseen. Sir, are you sure the description is accurate?"
"Are you saying your factory is unable to et up with my expectations?" Brian asked in a cool and indifferent tone.
"Not at all, sir. The design can certainly be produced to perfection, but the problem is producing or getting our hands on this material you call jeans. If you can give us a sample or give instructions on how to produce it, then you will be receiving the samples of the designs in half a week." The factory manager said in a hurried tone as he was afraid that Brian would leave.
"Since the material is the only issue, when I get my hands on it then I will send it over." Brian said as he stood up to leave.
"Thanks for considering working with us, sir?" The manager asked.
"You don't need to know my na.." Brian said with an indifferent expression as he began walking towards the door before stopping.
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