Burn Pollution?
That was perfect. Theus's eyes lit up. He had been racking his brains over how to solve the fuel problem.
The pirates could no longer be counted on. For some reason, they had recently lost contact with Castel. The people they had agreed would come to collect the goods a few days ago had never shown up, and Jeremiah had gone to the Northern Territory. Naturally, the coal they had ordered earlier was no longer coming.
Without imported coal, and with the steel mill being a massive coal consumer, the other Steam Engines could only burn charcoal or even firewood for the time being. Things were extremely tight.
Theus had actually come this time to check on the research progress regarding solid Pollution. More and more steam factories were being built, so this project needed to be accelerated.
But Pollution was dangerous, after all. Theus dispersed the onlookers and summoned all the Banshees at the testing grounds before they began transporting the Pollution.
Soon, Banshees carrying several enormous containers approached. Theus and the others all stepped back, leaving only the Banshees to handle the operation.
Everyone else, Gaia and Chloe included, gave them space.
Although Chloe was also a Transcendent, she had few ways to deal with solid Pollution. Rather, most Transcendents were deeply afraid of Pollution. For the past thousand years, Transcendents had tried to stay away from the sea precisely to avoid contact with it.
The Banshees' Flesh Magic was truly formidable. It could defend, adapt to the environment, and block Pollution. Chloe watched with a heart full of envy.
The Banshees gathered before the Steam Engine but did not move any closer. Instead, they handed the containers of Pollution to Monica—she had just successfully communicated with the Machine Soul, and now they needed her to