The Trafford Trading Club
Chapter 4160

Doomsday (11)

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Lucia still gave Miss Nan a suspicious look, then frowned and left the upper training hall. She needed to find out exactly what was happening in the [Land of the Machine Gods] as soon as possible.

She might have been better off not knowing. Once she learned the truth, the Princess's expression darkened.

The [Land of the Machine Gods] had exhausted its reserves. Aside from the machines recovered in the past, it probably could not produce any new ones in the near future.

This meant the [Infinity Clan]'s mass production of troops had come to an abrupt halt.

Custom-building a new [God-Slaying Armor] was relatively easy, but adapting to the [God-Slaying Armor] created by their predecessors, particularly those with unusual properties, was far more difficult.

The Princess returned to the upper training hall without a word. "The [Land of the Machine Gods] is about to run out of energy. To this day, the [Infinity Clan] has no way to replenish it."

Miss Nan was even more certain now that she was responsible. Without betraying anything, she scoffed, "Still no way to replenish it? Then how was the [Land of the Machine Gods] built?"

Lucia paid no attention to Miss Nan's sarcasm. She knew all too well how far the [Infinity Clan] had declined. They had been living off their reserves all this time, yet stubbornly clung to certain rules.

Had [King Cleobulus] not stumbled into this world and established a partnership with them, and had the imperial house of [Abriel] not kept supplying resources over the years, never mind the [Land of the Machine Gods]—even [Infinity City] would probably have shrunk to less than half its size.

As she pondered this, Raphael's training pod slowly opened.

Worried that the energy shortage might have affected Raphael's adaptation, Lucia hurriedly looked over.

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