"From the scorching southern frontier to the frigid northern lands, from the winding, precipitous shores of the Eastern Sea to the vast, level coast of the Western Sea, from ascetics' retreats atop the Cloud-Breaking Mountains, where one could look down upon the white clouds, to the black mine shafts in the basins of the Eagle Kingdom... an iron curtain stretching across the entire Main Plane was descending. Behind that iron curtain lay the whole civilized world—regardless of race, regardless of nation. Everything would now fall under the influence of the Human Pantheon, and be controlled, to a greater or lesser extent, by the City of Glory—the capital of the Radiant Kingdom. And that control was steadily deepening."
Standing amid the clouds and watching the bustling yet orderly crowds below, Sui Xiong murmured to himself.
Vol was not nearly so sentimental. After watching for only a while, he said, "Their work efficiency is impressive. It can practically rival the Republic's factories."
It sounded rather boastful at first, but it was actually praise. The factories of the Northwest Republic employed skilled workers who had received specialized training. Every stage of production had been studied and refined by master craftsmen, while the layout of the factories and the industrial processes had likewise been carefully researched. That was why their workers could produce the finest goods in the world at the highest efficiency, earn the highest wages in their industries—and leave second place far, far behind.
Naturally, these workers of the Radiant Kingdom could not possibly have received training of that caliber, and neither their factory layouts nor their production methods could compare with those of the Northwest Republic. Yet despite such obvious backwardness, they had achieved work efficiency nearly equal to that of Northwest Republic factories. That was something one could not help