Under Sergeant Major Chaku's guidance, Ronan arrived at his Exclusive Area.
The Third Processing Center was not currently operating at full capacity. Some sections did not even have their lights on, while production lines in other sections kept running regardless of losses. It was like the battle situation on Pupil Ring Asteroid 28758, still in the stage of mutual probing. Though some forward areas had already become meat grinders, the war people truly expected had not yet begun.
Ronan himself had been transferred from an area of constant depletion and output to a relatively quiet environment that was building momentum for action.
His "Exclusive Area" in the Third Processing Center was really just an empty lot opened up separately. There was basically no equipment, though quite a few materials had been piled there, making it seem as though it had been converted from a warehouse.
But a closer look confirmed that the canned materials were precisely the liquid metal materials required for Ronan's upcoming production task.
Sergeant Major Chaku introduced the situation here.
"There are twenty cans of 'grease' in reserve here. You'll be operating manually, correct? Since the plan has not been entered into the database, I calculated the processing losses according to the average. That should guarantee roughly fifteen to eighteen batches. Once subsequent materials arrive, they will be delivered directly here to ensure supply. But if the losses exceed the limit by a noticeable margin, I'll issue an excess dispatch order. You'll need to sign it, then submit it to Field Officer Hong Shuang for review and reporting."
Sergeant Major Chaku had apparently learned something of the situation beforehand. He had no objections to Ronan's "Personal Workshop" approach, or perhaps simply did not care much. He methodically introduced the conditions of the "Exclusive Area."
"This is the