"So sudden?"
Viscount Rost was clearly taken aback, his eyes filled with astonishment.
Agriculture concerned everyone's lives and property. Even the slightest fluctuation could freeze or starve countless people to death, and the impact was simply enormous.
Whenever agricultural matters were involved, nobles, lords, and estate owners everywhere became extremely cautious.
Even the Agriculture Church probably could not easily change those people's minds under certain circumstances, could it?
Especially when he thought of the cooperation between his Southlands Development Company and the Agriculture Church, it seemed even more likely.
What was the greatest collaboration between the Southlands Development Company and the Agriculture Church?
The seeds created by the Agriculture Goddess!
The new livestock bred by the Agriculture Goddess!
Even if they were divine gifts, even if they had been bestowed by a god, they could not be introduced directly elsewhere. They had to be tested on Southlands Development Company territory, and only after successful trials could they be widely adopted.
It was easy to imagine the Agriculture Church's situation elsewhere.
The sudden order for so many agricultural magitech machines struck Viscount Rost as rather inconceivable.
"What? Your Rost Territory Development Company shouldn't have much trouble fulfilling an order like this, should it? If it's a matter of delivery time, we can discuss it."
Seeing Viscount Rost's ever-changing expression, the Agriculture Archbishop could not help asking.
"There's naturally no problem with supplying these magitech machines. As for the large machines currently used by the Southlands Development Company... well, given Southlands' current scale, we only need one hundred days to reproduce a full set. If expedited, around seventy days should be enough."
Viscount Rost considered it carefully. "As for the small and medium-sized magitech machines, I can't give you a direct answer. The researchers will need to redesign them. All I can