Chapter 1725: 577. What’s wrong with choosing a name? Why insist on naming it “Gen”? See, something went wrong, right? – Extra chapter [19/30]
(Extra chapter for “Ho’s Got It All Together” [19/20])
“Swish”
A crimson stream of light radiates, forming a portal characteristic of vampires. It opens inside Sulk Flywheel’s factory, and in the next instant, Miss Phemys, holding a Night Howling Staff, brimming with authority, even in stature, walks in.
She is dressed in her usual noble Psychic attire, having added a cloak to make herself appear even more “perfectly authoritative.”
Following her is a group of individuals with varying identities.
There are NPCs as well as players, but the commonality among them is that they are all Psychics.
This counts as a major operation of Miss’s “Red Devil Hall” under her command. After Murphy’s call to action, Phemys immediately gathered her partners to come and do big things.
“Wow, this place truly is extraordinary!”
Miss flaps her wings and floats up, surveying this heat-filled space. She says to Murphy, who is there to greet them:
“When I was in the Blood Covenant Knight Order, I heard from some Retinue Army members that there’s an evil secret of the Half-body Man hidden in Hunger Mountain. They say there’s a strange Magic Array here, which can sacrifice materials to obtain various weapons and supplies.
I knew it, what those superstitious folks described is a factory constructed through magical engineering!
Little Sheron and her peculiar apprentice would definitely love this place; it’s practically their dream manufacturing paradise.”
“But now, this paradise belongs to us.”
Murphy snaps his fingers, saying to Phemys:
“Get your Psychics moving, my dear Miss, we need to spend some time transporting these machines back to Transylvania. Considering the problem of the Black Disaster, land transportation is out of the question, so I need you all to set up a large portal and maintain its operation until this factory is emptied.”
“Ah?”
Phemys blinks, exclaiming:
“Murphy! Did you defeat the legendary Sulk Flywheel and seize his factory?”
“Of course not, I pierced his profit-driven crazed mind with the sword of deadly friendship; now Master Sulk Flywheel is a loyal old friend of Transylvania. To support our cause, he voluntarily gifted the factory he spent over forty years building to the government of Transylvania.
Well, Milian should probably award Master Flywheel with a big friendly medal because of this.
But we can talk more about that later.”
Murphy takes out his broken pocket watch to check the time, saying:
“I’ve already agreed on the terms with the Bear Goblin foremen; they will help dismantle these machines and production lines. You head back to Transylvania, send Sulk Flywheel and his two bodyguards over; Ellen will take care of them. Meanwhile, have Loyal Brother’s armory ready to immediately receive tools, raw materials, and workers.
Treat our Bear Goblin engineers well; they are honored guests of Transylvania.
Besides, the warehouses below this mountain factory are piled high with weapons, armor, and engineering explosives. Send these directly to the Maginot Line to Lord Kuder.
I need him to properly utilize this batch of valuable supplies.
The three branches on the left of the factory lead to Sulk Flywheel’s treasury. Here’s the key!”
Murphy places an obsidian key in the hand of the already dumbfounded Phemys, reminding her:
“Transport the money back to the Blood Vulture treasury; it’s time to give our impoverished clan finances a breather. Ellen will surely be very happy, and if your Red Devil Hall needs it, you can take some of the money.
Consider it my personal support for the development of the Psychic organization in Transylvania; perhaps you should give me an ‘Honorary Psychic Master’ title.”
“Murphy, you said you didn’t get rid of Sulk Flywheel!”
Phemys jokingly said:
“To make a Half-body Man warlord willingly hand over these things, you might have held a sword to his neck to negotiate cooperation, right? What did you use to persuade him to be so generous?”
“Emmmm, probably the future?”
Murphy laughed heartily, reached out to tap the short Miss Phemys on the head, saying:
“Get to work. I know it’s exhausting, but you guys need to get it done quickly; we don’t have much time left.”
“Hmm!”
Phemys nodded vigorously, saying:
“I’ll strive to get it done in fifteen days. And what about you, Murphy, what are you going to do?”
“There’s a mercenary army of Cannibal Demons and Bear Goblins outside.”
Murphy explained:
“I need to take them back to Shadow Valley as part of the defensive force there. Maxim will be glad to see a powerful new retinue in his command.
The portal at Shadow Valley is unstable due to the spiritual energy environment there; I don’t want to experience another episode of getting lost in the Star Realm. Mannis would surely extort me during such a mishap, so I have to take them back by land.
Meanwhile, I’ll conduct some reconnaissance near Blackflame Mountain Pass to see how far the Wolf People vanguard has advanced.
Don’t worry about me; I’ll return directly to Crimson Castle after this reconnaissance. I need to remind and confirm some things, after which I’ll be stationed long-term at the front line.
The Transia People wouldn’t want a Governor who doesn’t dare to go to the battlefield. As a lord, I must become the role model they desire.”
“Alright then, you get busy, and I’ll take care of these things; this is exactly what I’m good at.”