A Journey Across the Myriad Worlds Beginning with The Irregular at Magic High School

"I wonder if it's even possible to build a rocket for landing on the moon!"

William's words struck Mesa like a thunderclap.

A momentary sense of panic even flickered in his pupils.

About a few breaths later...

The surrounding air suddenly became heavy.

Mesa's ever-present warm and kind smile gradually faded.

"May I know what your intention is in making this wish, William?"

Mesa made a listening gesture.

"What? Is this wish so hard to fulfill?"

William did not answer Mesa immediately, but instead asked a question first.

"I don't think my wish has crossed any red lines!"

After saying that, William dropped his nonchalant expression.

He then subtly scrutinized Mesa's face, as if searching for something.

He's starting to get interested!

Previously, he had no feelings for Mesa.

Even if his desire to climb the social ladder aligns with his values.

But at best, I just found him somewhat pleasing to the eye; it certainly didn't reach the level of interest I felt.

But now, he's really in the mood!

Mesa's expression and attitude changed abruptly in that instant.

But William saw everything without missing a single detail.

Is he going to build the rocket himself?

No, it should be about my own desire to go to the moon!

"Your wish is certainly not a problem, the problem is that current manned rocket technology is not yet fully mature."

"The amount of funding required to invest in such a project must be enormous."

"This matter won't be easy to accomplish."

Seeing that William did not answer him directly, Mesa did not say anything more, but patiently explained to William!

Mesa remained unhurried, his calm face showing no trace of the earlier turmoil.

To put it simply, this project requires too much funding.

If it's just to fulfill William's wishes, the Integrated Enterprise Foundation!

Because the integrated corporate conglomerate is neither a government nor a charity.

The Festas's wish system was established simply to attract more participants.

To make the Festas more visually appealing, thereby generating profits.

However, if William's wish is granted, it means that all the money earned from this year's Festas will basically be wasted.

Of course, Integrated Enterprise Foundation would hesitate about this idea.

I understand what you're saying.

"So I didn't come here without any prior thought."

At this point, William took a USB drive from his pocket and placed it on the table.

Instead of picking up the USB drive, Mesa turned his probing gaze toward William.

"I know that developing any technology is the most expensive part."

"These are the rocket blueprints I designed. You can have them authenticated by a professional scientist."

"If there are no problems with this blueprint, I think my wish can be fulfilled!"

William said with certainty.

As he just said, whenever a new technology emerges, the research and development phase is the most expensive.

However, once the research is successful, all that's needed is to purchase the raw materials for replication.

"By the way, although there's no method for manufacturing rocket engines here."

"But I've heard that Japan's Space Science and Exploration Agency has been working on a lunar landing program!"

"Although their research lab experienced an inexplicable explosion, I think they should still have preserved the engine manufacturing method!"

"--"

In that instant, the air in the entire operations committee office seemed to freeze, becoming extremely cold.

Mesa still wore that gentle smile.

But the atmosphere surrounding him suddenly changed, becoming cold and biting.

William maintained his smile throughout.

I picked up the slightly cooled coffee and took another small sip.

"What, did I say something that offended Chairman Mesa?"

William's words were like a bucket of cold water poured directly over Mesa's head.

Mesa's somewhat out-of-control emotions were instantly jolted back to normal.

He immediately withdrew the chilling aura emanating from him!

"No, Mr. Spengler, you're overthinking it."

"I'm not angry!"

After saying that, Mesa pointed to his still-smiling face and said, feigning composure.