Flexible Intervention

Enciodes Silverash noticed that Doctor. Oute's annoying detachment and arrogance transformed into an unquestionable certainty on this topic.

Driven by a naive and unconscious feudal philosophy, the incompetent capitalist Enciodes Silverash did indeed provide excellent protection for his employees according to management principles. However, he failed to deeply understand the widespread rejection of the infected within the core circle since the Crystal Age.

The key question is how this factory makes a profit.

"What exactly does it produce?" the Snow Leopard asked.

"The refining, synthesis, and primary processing of the Originium crystal shell," Oute replied simply.

The group entered the production workshop and traced the production line upstream, starting with the final product of a production line.

Enciodes Silverash pondered, "Is this to provide raw materials for the high-value-added Originium Electronics industry?"

After undergoing multiple processes, a large number of crystal shells are processed into crystal components at the key point of this production line.

"Yes, but not entirely." Oute nodded, then said, "The impact of Originium Electronics on production and daily life is not to be underestimated; its applications are extremely wide-ranging, but its penetration rate is extremely low."

"Every step of it involves high costs, 'rare' materials, and complex processes."

He emphasized the word "rare," and the self-aggrandizing tone of a genius researcher in their field of expertise was all too familiar to Enciodes Silverash.

The Snow Leopard gazed thoughtfully at the shape of the dagger and its jet-black, crystalline luster.

Based on the already firmly established impression, Enciodes Silverash adjusted his mindset, unleashing the thirst for knowledge he had during his student days, and presented it to the Doctor like a merchandise seller. "Rare material, Doctor, are you referring to Originium?"

Doctor. Oute also got into the zone, starting with the details. "Natural Originium can generally be divided into two parts: the crystal nucleus and the crystal shell."

"Both the crystal nucleus and the crystal shell are Originium, but they each have their own uses: the crystal nucleus stores the vast majority of the energy in the Originium, while the crystal shell is basically unusable as an energy source."

"With simple processing, the crystal shell can be made into Dense Originium Crystal —this term is quite misleading, and many beginners will naturally assume that its raw material is the crystal nucleus."

Enciodes Silverash gave an awkward smile, as if to prove he was no longer the "beginner," and quickly replied, "The more complex and precise the machinery, the higher the quality of its crystal shell! And only Originium that has undergone sufficient time in the natural environment can form a crystal shell with high density and strength!"

"Where did you go to university, little Londel?" Oute said dismissively, using a very strange pronunciation. "I mean... Laterano."

Londel... that's Gaul pronunciation!

Enciodes Silverash subtly averted his gaze from Oute's earlobe and echoed, "Yes, I went to university in Victoria."

"The material taught in textbooks is often outdated—especially the Victoria textbooks."

Doctor. Oute's statement was quite emotionally charged.

The silver-haired Liberi, his hand resting on the dagger at his waist, spoke with a hint of pride, "The key lies in even pressure and the right catalyst!"

It seems that Doctor. Oute has successfully synthesized a high-quality Originium crystal shell!

But is it a "laboratory technology"? If it can be introduced and applied to large-scale industrial production...?

No, that won't work.

Enciodes Silverash roused himself from his reverie.

Although Kjerag possesses abundant metal deposits, it lacks natural Originium resources. Even the raw materials for crystal shells must be imported. Even with the technology acquired from Rhodes Island... and from Doctor. Oute, the artificial crystal shells produced in Kjerag are not price-competitive with high-quality natural crystal shells from other regions!

We must develop the situation to a certain point before the chaos in Victoria ends! To a point where even a single duke would need to assemble troops and deploy a large army to resolve it!

Perhaps we could have introduced this technology then and developed it in depth... but not now!

In this case...

"Cough cough!"

The young CEO reminded Doctor. Oute that he was finally realizing he wasn't in class.

Doctor. Oute abruptly changed the subject, using a nonsensical excuse. "If Originium technology—that is, the so-called modern Originium industry—has its lifeblood as the crystal nucleus, then its skeleton is the crystal shell."

This is similar to oil, which is not only an energy source but also one of the most important industrial raw materials.

"Rough-grained natural Originium, after being processed to varying degrees, form crystal nuclei and shells of different qualities, which then go their separate ways and enter different fields."

What a pity! If only we could have continued to elicit information!

The Snow Leopard was somewhat greedy.

Although this technology is not currently applicable to Kjerag, it demonstrates Rhodes Island's level of expertise. They are fully capable of designing a specialized Originium industrial system for Kjerag in a high-altitude, cold environment.

"Because this factory specializes in crystal shell processing, under proper protection and normal operation, the concentration of Active Originium dust is relatively low," Doctor. Oute casually remarked. "It's an order of magnitude higher than the average air concentration, about two to three times that of Mobile City."

The impressive achievements of Doctor. Oute were quickly overshadowed by his consistent self-serving pronouncements. "Wearing appropriate protective equipment and taking preventative medication on time and in the correct dosage has a negligible impact on workers."

Enciodes Silverash shook his head: Factory owners and workers often work together to destroy "appropriate" and "on time and in quantity".

In this era, factory owners rarely provide workers with adequate protective equipment and medicines. And workers, either out of confidence in their skills or out of a lack of confidence in their own bosses, often regard these items as useless junk.

It seems that the factory's most valuable assets are temporarily unusable...

Enciodes Silverash cleared his throat and said, "I think it's getting late."

Chapter 260 Flexible Interference

When they left the factory, the group was traveling in a very rare near-ground aircraft.

Because the "Isolation Layer" is very close to the sea level, and the near-ground aircraft travels at extremely high speeds, it is destined to contend with dangerous trees, towering peaks, steep cliffs, and unpredictable weather.

The aircraft itself has a flight altitude, and with the addition of altitude, if the operator, seeking comfort, tries to avoid a collision by increasing altitude, the aircraft could crash into the Isolation Layer within just a few seconds.

In other words, the use of near-ground aircraft requires an extremely thorough understanding of flight path conditions and highly skilled operators.

Why would Rhodes Island equip itself with something like this?

It's just a company!

Listening to the noise of the aircraft and looking at the night view of Lungmen, which was completely different from Victoria and even more "Victoria -garde" in style, Enciodes Silverash became even more determined:

This won't do for Kjerag.

When everyone is flying forward, and even a single company can own its own near-Earth aircraft...

Kjerag sat down on the ground, worshipping the clay sculpture that someone had created!

The students at the Entrepreneurship University are still completely unaware of the truth about "clay sculpting".

Guided by instructions, the aircraft slowly descended.

Meanwhile, the passenger elevator on the ship's deck opened "just in time." When Enciodes Silverash stepped off the aircraft, his sister Enya was among the crowd who had come to greet him.

"Elder brother!"

Unlike the worst-case scenario that Matterhorn and Weiss feared, she warmly welcomed her brother even though Enciodes Silverash placed her quite low on his priority list.

"Enya".

A thousand words can be summed up in one sentence.

You've gained weight.

"Where?!" Enya, looking around for her excess flesh as if she'd been stepped on.

"Where? Where!?"

Enciodes Silverash managed to keep his composure, but Matterhorn and Weiss secretly chuckled.

"Fine! You guys lied to me!"

Once the commotion subsided, Amiya introduced, "Mr. Enciodes Silverash, this is Dr. Kal'tsit, the head of the Medical Department at Rhodes Island Pharmaceuticals. Dr. Kal'tsit is responsible for both patients and medications!"

"This is Closure, the head of the Engineering Department. She oversees the maintenance and management of Rhodes Island's main ship, as well as the design of new ships!"

Although the logistics department was originally managed by Closure, Oute has managed to take control of the entire logistics department over the past two weeks by leveraging the backlash from various industries in Lungmen.

Although Closure's name is still listed in the Logistics Department, she has even started sending new goods to the convenience store from Oute.

"I've long admired your name." Enciodes Silverash shook hands with Kal'tsit without batting an eye.

Oute's previous description included "the most loss-making industry in the entire Terra," but also subtly revealed respect for her, so it can be said that opinions were mixed.

"Hello, Dr. Ke!" Although it was somewhat impolite to Enya's attending physician, Enciodes Silverash was clearly more enthusiastic towards Closure.

"Ke... Engineer?" The Bloodfiend was taken aback, then said smugly, "Yes, yes, yes! Call me Ke Gong! The Great Engineer of Closure!"

Her ears twitched, as if she had heard something, and she casually added, "I've already examined the minerals you brought; they're of very high quality. It's such a pity!"

A faint blush appeared on Closure's pale cheeks as she corrected herself, "I mean, it's such a shame that such good minerals are uncompetitive due to transportation issues!"

"... As expected of Ke Gong, you spotted the problem with our Kjerag at a glance! Your skills are truly superb!"

The performance was a bit over the top. Don't use such simplistic language to flatter someone just because Closure seem easy to deal with, even if they are...

"Hahaha! I'm just that much of a genius!" The Bloodfiend arrogantly put his hands on his hips.

Oute put the terminal down.

Although the original order was to have her reveal a weakness, in the current situation, my speed in giving the order might not be able to keep up with SilverAsh's speed in flattering her!

Closure's sudden termination of the operation would be too conspicuous. For Kjerag, it's more reasonable to assume that the Gaul are intentionally banding together for mutual support.

"Closure reminded me that the Engineering Department had some issues with you, but it seems you didn't receive them."

So, on the terminal, PRTS immediately forged a past email.

"Hey!? I was only gone for a little while!" Bloodfiend rushed into the passenger elevator in a panic.

There is a stereotype about top scientists: they are immersed in their field of expertise, almost eccentric. They are neither good at interpersonal relationships nor concerned with worldly interests, and they will do almost anything to contribute to their research.

Columbia films have further reinforced this stereotype.

Admittedly, such people exist, and due to upper-level narrative factors, they are not particularly rare in Terra.

In a sense, Closure is indeed one of them.

But Oute is definitely not.

He intentionally displayed these qualities, and deliberately let Closure exhibit them, primarily to make Enciodes Silverash more resolute when making judgments—in addition, this was consistent with the honest persona he usually used to woo women, making it less likely for him to make a mistake.

"Mr. Enciodes Silverash." Kal'tsit took a box from her entourage and opened it.

A row of earplugs.

"What is this...?" Enciodes Silverash asked, puzzled.

Enya volunteered to explain, "Brother! You'll definitely have to wear earplugs at first when living on the ship!"

"Then why aren't you wearing one?"