Artifact Embryo Factory, Main Warehouse.
"Done." Angel absentmindedly dusted off nonexistent grime from his hands as he stepped out through the warehouse's side door, preparing to return to the first warehouse.
By now, he had enchanted all the semi-finished products in the ten warehouses.
He had only walked a short distance down the corridor when he happened to see Napoli hurrying toward him with a team of crystal puppets.
Judging by his destination, he was likely heading for the finished products in the tenth warehouse.
Angel cheerfully greeted Napoli.
As usual, Napoli stopped and returned the greeting.
The reason it was "as usual" was because this was not the first time.
Every time Angel finished enchanting a warehouse, Napoli would arrive with a team of crystal puppets. They would pass one another, exchange greetings, and return the courtesy.
Then Napoli would direct the crystal puppets in transporting the goods, confirm the allocation of the finished Future Mirrors, and wait to head to the next warehouse.
Though calling it waiting was not quite accurate. Napoli had never truly had to wait even once. Just as he was nearly done with one warehouse, Angel would already have enchanted the semi-finished products in the next.
Thus, over the past hour, Napoli had led the crystal puppets in constant shuttling and allocation, while using the display booklet to communicate with the liaison officers of every race.
The "communication" portion, in particular, had become a battlefield of schemes and counter-schemes. Everyone wanted to get this batch of Future Mirrors first. All sorts of excuses, all sorts of jumping the queue—it gave Napoli a headache fit to split his head in two.
Worn out in both body and mind, Napoli could not help sighing inwardly when he saw Angel emerge from the tenth warehouse still brimming