Compared with the steelworks, production at the cement plant was much less impressive. Instead, the dust and grit flying everywhere made it look filthy and chaotic, causing Stille, who was visiting for the first time, to frown.
Vivian showed no particular aversion to the surroundings. When she had been a slave under Viscount Leslie, her living conditions had been little better than this.
Xu Yi had thought Anise would find these conditions the hardest to tolerate and be the most repelled by the place. To his surprise, however, she merely watched quietly without offering any comment.
"Anise, don't you think the conditions here are terrible?" Xu Yi could not help asking.
Anise shook her head. "I do think they're terrible. But we elves are very adaptable, so these conditions don't affect me much."
"I thought elves were very particular about their surroundings, just like the rumors said," Xu Yi muttered.
"Yes. We elves are a race that pursues perfection. Although we can adapt well to all kinds of conditions, we have very high standards for the places where we live. If you visit our tribe, you'll find that our home is very beautiful."
"That I believe." Xu Yi nodded at once. After a moment's thought, he pointed at the filthy-looking cement plant before them and asked, "Then do you think there's any way to improve the conditions here?"
"Just stop the dwarves here from burning stones into ash," Anise replied as though it were obvious.
Xu Yi was momentarily speechless, then gave a wry smile. "I meant improving the conditions while keeping this cement plant running. Is there a way?"
Anise frowned slightly. After thinking for a while, she nodded gently. "There should be. A plant called quiet clothes grass grows near our tribe. It can absorb dust from the