While the five collective farms under the little players' control began specializing and improving their development, the official opening of Transia's First National Arsenal on the Andmar Hills had already been delayed by three days, even though its factory buildings had been completed a week earlier.
Loyalty had been burning with anxiety these past few days. With his current engineering skills, there was no way he could upgrade and refit the old production line on his own. Even with help from Little Countess Sharon, "Transia's First Engineer," progress was painfully slow.
Loyalty had already drawn up a simple modification plan using "blueprints found in the office trash can," and Little Sharon had approved it. Unfortunately, both master and apprentice had underestimated how difficult it would be to refit a production line.
Even a production line from the steam age was a complex system of several large machines working in parallel.
And the contraption in front of Loyalty was a fantasy-steampunk piece of machinery. He was a beginner himself, and honestly, even understanding how the thing worked was a struggle. Little Sharon alone had spent nearly a week casting replacement parts and templates.
"We've managed to make the parts, more or less, and I think they'll just about work once installed. But they aren't factory-made, so they'll wear out quickly, and there'll be some tolerance issues."
Inside the arsenal, Little Sharon wore a mechanic's uniform and pushed up the goggles on her forehead. She watched the skilled workers from the Carpe family, along with some locally recruited apprentices, replace parts on the original production machines with pieces she and her apprentice, Loyalty, had cast.
She spoke with a worried expression.
"We overestimated our abilities and underestimated the difficulties. This isn't something we can handle by hand at our current level. We'll