Chapter 367: The Era of Full Automation
Wiping the sweat from her forehead.
Feili, on patrol, hesitated for a moment but ultimately chose not to approach, instead casually turning away.
She was living well in Bay Territory and felt no nostalgia for the "family" that had little meaning to her.
As for why Carlos was here, Feili had a vague idea.
The Scarlet Fortress still hadn't been reclaimed.
It was the most crucial fortress city in the Eastern Province and on the Carl Plains, and the core of the entire outer line of defense.
Once the enemy seized it, they could launch attacks at any time.
With the Seventon Council unable to provide support for now, recapturing Scarlet Fortress had become a top priority.
Given the current shortage of troops, Feili could confidently deduce that:
Carlos, leading the Eastern Province forces, was rapidly gathering units.
They had to pool their strength and reclaim the Scarlet Fortress!
In the past, Feili wouldn't have been capable of making such keen judgments. Her understanding of the larger situation had been vague, and she hardly cared.
But now, as Feili grew and learned, she deeply understood:
Unless you were like those nature druids, living alone in the wild with no belongings, you needed to understand the changes in the broader situation.
She also felt curious and somewhat expectant about the role Bay Territory would play.
However, one thing was certain—Bay Territory's future looked very bright.
Perhaps Bay Territory might use this opportunity to advance even further!
That would be something truly wonderful.
Carlos and his entourage continued forward.
Not long after, they encountered Hall, who had been notified of their presence.
Hall looked markedly different from before, now appearing much younger and more vibrant.
The new "second heart" he had received seemed to have reinvigorated his once aging body.
That was also why Hall had changed his formerly indifferent attitude and began participating in more affairs.
He even wanted to grow his arm back…
Hall's experienced eyes immediately saw that Carlos's identity was anything but ordinary.
Good posture, good horsemanship, good gear!
His status was undoubtedly significant.
Scanning the emblems on their saddles, Hall smiled and said:
"Bay Territory welcomes you, honorable knights."
"Here, you can enjoy the finest cuisine, the best adventures, comprehensive goods, and the most pleasant deals."
Carlos glanced at Hall's empty sleeve, his eyes noting the disciplined patrol soldiers behind him, and replied with a smile:
"This is our first time in Bay Territory. We hope to have an enjoyable stay."
Carlos wanted to probe Hall further, but he soon received a reminder from his adjutant. He quickly changed his tone and said directly:
"If possible, we'd like to meet Lord Matthew…"
To Carlos's request to meet Lord Matthew, Hall—with all his experience—gestured politely but didn't immediately agree, instead showing a troubled expression:
And then, somewhat awkwardly, he said:
"If it were any other day, your wish would certainly be granted."
"After all, the lord is always glad to meet merchants and friends from afar."
"However, today the lord has to receive a batch of engineering golems from Bloodmoon City, so you might need to wait a bit."
Hearing "Bloodmoon City" and "engineering golems," Carlos immediately took an interest.
Seeing his subtle reaction, Hall felt a flicker of satisfaction and politely continued:
"In the meantime, you could take a tour around Bay Territory."
"Once the lord has time, I'll inform you right away, so you can meet him as soon as possible."
Hearing Hall's response, Carlos realized that this was the best outcome he could expect.
After all, he hadn't revealed his identity or stated his intention to represent the Eighth Legion.
As an Arcanist lord, Matthew wouldn't simply agree to meet someone without knowing their credentials.
Absolutely not.
However, such an arrangement aligned with Carlos's expectations.
He was, after all, genuinely curious about Bay Territory.
This was a truly mysterious place, shrouded in countless "rumors."
The Dragon's Domain!
The Refuge of the Displaced!
The Golem Territory!
Especially from the information his family had sent him—it was filled with an enigmatic quality that even Carlos found hard to decipher.
Overall, it was exceedingly strange.
As Carlos made his way toward Blood Moon Bay City.
Matthew stood in the warehouse district of Bay City, studying the new six-armed golem that 343 had developed for him.
The massive figure stood nearly five meters tall, with a solid metal base, extraordinarily flexible joints, and six enormous mechanical arms.
Whether for battle or labor.
The six-armed golem offered unparalleled versatility.
What thrilled Matthew the most was that, despite its enormous size, it was classified as a mid-tier golem!
This meant lower energy consumption!
And easier manufacturing!
It was just within the range of what Matthew could produce and study.
This was also Matthew's highest demand for 343!
Clearly, with gold as an incentive, 343 had perfectly met Matthew's requirements and done an outstanding job.
After reviewing all the six-armed golem's data, Matthew spoke bluntly:
"Excellent. I am very satisfied with this brand-new engineering golem model."
"You can take the entire 200,000 gold coins as payment for the modifications."
"If possible, I'd like to acquire a production line for golem manufacturing."
"I'm willing to pay one million gold coins for it."
"Additionally, I am willing to continue sourcing the advanced components needed for golem production from Bloodmoon City, with a five percent markup over market prices."
343 enjoyed negotiating with Matthew.
Because when Matthew spoke, there was always a clear "rich guy" vibe.
As if money were no object.
"Rich guy" was a term 343 had picked up from Matthew.
And 343 found it quite fitting.
Hearing Matthew's request, 343's red eye lens turned slightly, and without hesitation, she nodded.
She had already done her calculations:
"Producing an entire production line will cost about 500,000 coins, meaning a profit of 500,000 gold coins."
"And it'll give 'them' something to do, so they don't end up too idle, hehe…"
Matthew operated the six-armed golem, moving various cargo, seemingly analyzing its data and structure carefully.
In reality, he was trying to hide his excitement!
From the moment the elemental energy pool had been completed, various mana conduits had begun to be laid out beneath Bay Territory.
The only regret was that after Matthew checked the data, he still couldn't produce one on his own.
High-level Arcanist + magical crafting skill at level 200 or above required!
However, Matthew wasn't in a rush.
By June this year, he would only be nineteen, yet he was already a level 9 mid-tier Arcanist.
By this time next year, Matthew expected to break through to level 11, becoming a high-tier Arcanist by continuously pushing his limits and honing his soul strength.
And Matthew was confident he could become the strongest high-tier Arcanist!