The Emperor of the Peng Joe Empire watched the constantly deforming steel door, his expression somewhat strange.
He wanted to laugh, but he couldn't.
He wanted to cry, but the emotion didn't seem intense enough, so he could only maintain an expression caught between laughter and tears.
This was his safe house.
The Federal Government had shared the shelter designs and construction plans, allowing the Peng Joe Empire to quickly modify the designs and begin construction.
As a feudal country, from the king's perspective, the people were not much different from slaves.
With nothing more than an order from Your Majesty the Emperor, everyone had to cooperate with him unconditionally and do anything he wanted.
Peng Joe had many talented people. Although Lin Qi had also shared the technology behind geothermal generators, the Peng Joe side had still chosen to use its own technology.
This thing actually wasn't all that technologically advanced. They only needed to find a stable, large magma channel, then use it to continuously produce steam and drive the generators to produce electricity.
Given Peng Joe's past attempts to advance the world's military power, researching something like this wasn't much trouble.
They had built many shelters around several volcanoes. Peng Joe's population was slightly larger than the Federation's, but due to limitations in certain material specifications, their shelters were somewhat smaller.
As long as there were enough of them, it didn't matter whether they were large or extra-large.
If nothing unexpected happened, this would be an extremely pleasant New Era for Peng Joe's nobles.
Every great noble possessed one or more shelters of their own. On the surface, they were nobles of the Peng Joe Empire.
But in their shelters, they exercised the authority that only the emperor should possess--
Making laws, collecting taxes, and deciding other