Chapter 370 - 359: Your Imagination Limits Productivity
Chapter 370: Chapter 359: Your Imagination Limits Productivity
「The next morning, at Deep Blue Residence.」
Allen sat in his study, a newly completed mission report displayed on the light screen before him.
[B-Rank Mission BR-0512 Report]
The report was rigorous and its wording straightforward.
"...After accepting the mission, I arrived at Plane 1143 within the specified time limit. Upon investigation, the target area was approximately forty square kilometers and contained a total of one hundred and seventy-four sites with high concentrations of Magic Power radiation dust, unexploded Magic traps, and curse anchors."
"...Specialized Alchemy Equipment was used to conduct a grid-based cleanup of the contaminated area in batches. All decommissioned Golems, Mechanical Body wreckage, and crashed Floating Vehicles have undergone full decontamination and recovery."
"...Currently, all high-energy Magic Power reactions and sources of curse contamination in the area have been completely eliminated, and the environment has returned to normal. Mission completion rate is 100%, with both the recovery rate and completion time exceeding the mission’s baseline expectations."
At the end of the report, he had even thoughtfully attached a panoramic image of the now-barren landscape post-cleanup.
Submit.
Half an hour later, the Association’s mission center system sent back an evaluation receipt.
[Mission BR-0512 Evaluation Result: Excellent.]
[Reward: 20 Credit Points.]
Allen glanced at his personal terminal. His Credit Point balance had jumped from 96.5 to 116.5.
In the evaluation notes section, a small, additional line of text caught his attention.
[Evaluation Team Addendum: This mission was listed for 94 days with a zero percent acceptance rate. The operative completed the cleanup with extremely high efficiency. The evaluation team has unanimously decided to list Investigator Allen Wesren as a consultant expert for ’High-Contamination War Relic Cleanup’ type missions.]
’A consultant expert?’
’Sounds good. It’s like getting an official certification from the Association for this type of "garbage collection" business.’
He casually searched the mission list for similar tasks.
Only two popped up on the list.
One was an A-Rank mission involving the battlefield where a Morning Star Wizard had fallen. With his current authority and power, he wasn’t yet qualified to take it on.
The other was a C-Rank mission, a small-scale ancient battlefield with limited estimated rewards.
Allen casually marked it as "pending" and closed the mission panel. He had more important things to do now.
He stood up and headed for Star Gate Square.
A short while later, he appeared in a second-floor office at the "New West" headquarters in Hub City.
Colin was swamped, dealing with a mountain of business reports. When he saw Allen appear, he was stunned for a moment before jolting to his feet.
"Boss! You’re back!"
"Yes." Allen nodded and walked straight over to sit down opposite him. "How’s business been?"
"Good. Very good." Colin immediately switched into work mode, speaking rapidly as he pulled up several reports on a light screen.
"Vera will be back this afternoon. Her side of the tutoring services has completely taken off. The first batch of eight target academies have all signed contracts. Lilith’s Cottage even proactively requested to extend their contract term. Word-of-mouth is already starting to spread among the apprentice circles."
Colin pointed to a data report. "Students are lining up to use the free instructional Golems we provide. Two apprentices from a Witchcraft School even spontaneously organized a ’Golem-Assisted Spellcasting Study Group’ to research how to use our Golems to optimize their casting process. News of this has already spread on the internal forums of several academies."
"As a result, before Vera could even visit the second batch of target academies, three of them sent representatives to inquire about partnership details. Their branch manager’s suggestion is that we can start raising our prices."
Allen lightly tapped his fingers on the desk, unsurprised by this development.
’The things that are free are often the most expensive.’
’Once you’ve cultivated a user base, getting them to pay is just a matter of course.’
"Stick to the original plan. The price remains unchanged."
Allen said calmly, "At this stage, market share is more important than profit. Tell Vera to keep hiring if she’s short-staffed. Plant New West’s flag in every academy we can reach, as fast as possible."
"Understood!" Colin nodded firmly, swiped one report away, and pulled up another, his expression turning grave.
"About the Golem Division... Boss, the second deposit from the Tieyan Clan has arrived. Three million Low-Level Magic Stones. This time, they specifically requested ten of the Hive Motherships we demonstrated before."
A hint of anxiety flickered in Colin’s eyes. "Their request is urgent. They want the first batch of five units delivered within a month. I’ve calculated our estimated production capacity, and even if the new factory starts operating immediately, it would take us two months to produce that many. And that’s assuming all the equipment and personnel are in place and absolutely nothing goes wrong."
He looked at Allen. "Boss, our production capacity is a major bottleneck. I was about to negotiate with them to see if we could extend the delivery date..."
"No need to negotiate. I’ll build those five."
Allen cut him off. "We’ll go to the new factory today. Once the equipment is calibrated, you’ll have your production capacity."
...
「Half an hour later, in Hub City’s Eastern Industrial Zone.」
Inside a colossal factory building that occupied over three thousand square meters and had a ceiling nearly a hundred meters high.
This was the new factory for which Vera, following Allen’s instructions, had just signed a ten-year lease.
"Boss, the facility is top-tier. It has an independent Magic Power supply interface and two cross-planar cargo transport Array platforms..."
Colin said with a wry smile, "The problem is, the new equipment just arrived. Finding people to install and calibrate it will take four or five days at the very least."
Allen didn’t answer.
He simply walked to the center of the factory floor, extended his right hand, and turned his palm upward.
HUMMM—
A faint resonance sounded.
As space rippled like water, dozens of engineering servants materialized from thin air. They marched in perfect unison, swiftly rushing to their designated stations and beginning to install and calibrate the five production lines.
Unpacking missing equipment, connecting energy conduits, calibrating mechanical arms, activating Rune Arrays...
Colin stared blankly at the scene, his mouth slowly falling open.
"This... This is..." He felt his throat go dry.
"The way a Golem Wizard works. First time seeing it, right? Don’t be surprised, you’ll be seeing a lot more of it from now on," Allen said nonchalantly.
’There are five production lines here in total. The instructional Golems are relatively simple, so two lines are enough for now. I’ll assign three lines to the war Golems. Once the order volume increases, we can expand to a new factory.’
Allen personally walked over to the main control console of a war Golem production line and unleashed a complex stream of commands on the light screen with both hands.
Colin stared blankly at Allen’s back.
At that moment, he had a sudden, crystal-clear realization. He and Vera could probably run a company very well.
But only the man before him could create a company from nothing.
He himself was the core, the most irreplaceable production line of all.
Half a day passed. With a low RUMBLE, one of the production lines for utility Golems was the first to complete its calibration, and a green light lit up.
Mechanical arms danced at high speed, cutting, assembling, and etching Runes...
Twenty minutes later, a brand-new, low-end utility Golem, gleaming with a metallic luster, slid slowly down the conveyor belt and came to a stop at the end of the line.
[Model: Utility Series-A1. Self-diagnostic complete. All functions normal. Standing by.]
Not long after, the other four production lines also began their test runs one by one.
The production capacity problem was solved.
Allen looked at Colin. "The Tieyan Clan’s second order, the five Hive Motherships, will be delivered from here."
"Y-Yes! Absolutely no problem!"
Colin was so excited his voice was trembling.