In the empty and huge workshop, there was a constant harsh noise. On the guide rail on one side, there were Original Sin Armors hanging one after another. They were dragged into the maintenance platform in front. There were several rails underneath. The modified armed iron snakes had been waiting there for a long time. The carriages were cut open and replaced by cold brackets, which lifted up the Original Sin Armors one by one.
Just like an automated assembly line, after assembly was completed, the technicians sent a signal to the control desk, they opened the heavy gates, and then the armed iron snakes slowly started moving, dragging the heavy armors towards the next destination.
"continue!"
A voice was broadcast, accompanied by a chaotic sound of electricity, and a new round of armed iron snakes drove in from the other end of the workshop, waiting to be assembled, and then left.
The Horn of Raging Waves has been running at full speed ever since Old Dunling was injured. They work in shifts to keep it in working order all the time, and now they are able to handle Merlin's needs with ease.
The complex mechanical facilities are running stably. Crude oil is refined and processed into flammable lacquer antimony, which is then poured into oil tanks marked with warnings, piled together, and transported in a unified and centralized manner.
They were gathering strength as if to start another war.
"How are the preparations going?"
Merlin walked into the atrium filled with iron ash. The air was turbid and stuffy, filled with the smell of rust. Merlin put on a mask, which made him feel uncomfortable. Then, amid the rumbling sound, the technician in charge of this place came towards him.
“We are ready to go.”
The welcoming technician extended his hand and shook Merlin's vigorously, "Long time no see, Chief."
Merlin looked carefully at the guy in front of him, then said with a hint of surprise.
"Ah? It's Aika. I thought you died in that rainstorm."
"How is that possible? I was transferred here a long time ago," Aika said with a puzzled look, "You didn't forget about me, did you?"
"No... They are?"
Fortunately, Merlin had a paralyzed expression and with the mask on, he was able to perfectly hide his embarrassed expression and tried to change the subject.
Aika paused for a moment, then sighed helplessly.
Merlin looks young, but everyone who comes into contact with him knows that he is actually an old guy. As the chief technical officer of the Perpetual Motion Pump, he has led many technicians and sent them out one by one. He has come into contact with too many people, and Aika is not special, so it is normal for him to ignore him.
But no matter how normal it was, Aika still felt a little unhappy.
"them?"
Aika followed the direction Merlin pointed and looked at the two people behind him. Judging from their clothes, they didn't seem to be technicians.
"The two of them?" Aika said, "They are the pilots. They were assigned to this operation because of their good performance in the previous rainstorm."
"Dot."
"Geri."
The two men gave their names and saluted Merlin.
"Okay, I understand," Merlin nodded, and then said, "Let's get started as planned. The sooner we set off, the better."
"Okay, here is the equipment list we have called up, and there are some important weapons..."