Theus was jolted awake by a burst of knocking.
"Lord! Lord, are you in there?"
Theus opened his eyes in confusion. He sat there blankly for a moment before coming to his senses, then immediately threw back the covers and got to his feet.
"Alexei? Come in."
The door was pushed open at once, and Alexei entered the room with Connor.
"Lord, something happened!"
"Where? Don't tell me it was the explosives workshop?"
Alexei's expression immediately turned strange.
"Yes, but it wasn't just the explosives workshop. The soap workshop also... had some trouble."
Theus's eye twitched. Don't tell him the explosives workshop had blown up and taken the soap workshop into the sky with it?
Then his painstaking farming plan would be completely ruined.
Seeing Theus's face growing darker and darker, Alexei hurriedly spoke up.
"No... there was no explosion. It was some other accident... Uh, I don't even know if it can be called an accident..."
"Sit down first. Take your time and explain."
"It happened like this..."
Because the craftsmen they had recruited were not particularly reliable, Theus had ultimately decided to shut down the nitroglycerin workshop.
However, none of this had been explained to the craftsmen in detail. They only knew that the process they had practiced for so long had been put on hold.
After discussing it among themselves, the craftsmen concluded that their skills were not good enough. They wanted to make one final attempt to prove their worth to the lord.
"Wait, why would they do that?"
"Because... you paid them too much..."
Considering the danger involved in producing nitroglycerin, Theus had offered the craftsmen a rather high wage—five Leo a day.
Although they were only practicing the process for now, he felt this situation could not last more than a few days—either they