Chapter 355 — A New Source
The next morning, Tony arrived at the designated industrial site with several Techmarines.
The area had once housed a large processing facility. Much of it had been damaged during the Chaos invasion, but the main foundations remained intact. Workers had already cleared away the debris, and construction crews were repairing the access roads.
Tony stood near the center of the site, studying the plans displayed on a holographic screen.
"So, this is where we build the new production facility."
One of the Techmarines examined the projected layout.
"Provided the foundations can support the additional machinery and the required containment systems."
Tony glanced at him.
"That's why we're checking them first."
He enlarged the projection.
"I want multiple production chambers, not one enormous system. If a chamber needs maintenance, the others can keep running. We can also expand the facility without shutting everything down."
"A sensible arrangement," the Techmarine replied. "The existing systems aboard the Oath of Rectitude were designed for the vessel's available space. Their layout was never intended to be replicated on a planetary scale."
"Then we'll improve the layout."
Tony tapped the screen, bringing up another set of schematics.
"Separate the processing equipment, nutrient delivery, water circulation, and power distribution. Each chamber gets its own monitoring system. If something goes wrong, we isolate that section instead of risking the whole facility."
The Techmarine studied the proposal.
"You intend to automate the monitoring and regulation."
"Most of it. Temperature, nutrient levels, circulation, power consumption, pressure. The system can handle routine adjustments and warn us when something falls outside its limits."
"And the biological processes?"
Tony shook his head.
"Those stay under your supervision. I can build the machinery, but I won't pretend to understand every aspect of your cultivation systems."
The Techmarine inclined his helmet slightly.
"At least you recognize the limits of your expertise."
Tony gave him a look.
"I know when to leave things to the experts."
"Then we should make good progress."
Tony turned back to the plans and enlarged the main production chamber.
"Right. Let's see what these Sea King vats actually need."
The inspection took several hours.
Tony examined the existing production records brought from the Oath of Rectitude, along with the technical information the Techmarines had gathered from its cultivation systems.
The process required more than simply supplying power and waiting for meat to appear.
There were nutrient inputs to manage, water systems to maintain, biological conditions to monitor, and processing stages that could not be rushed without affecting the final product.
Tony read through the data, occasionally stopping to ask the Techmarines questions.
"How much nutrient feedstock does a chamber consume during a complete cycle?"
The Techmarine supplied the figures.
Tony entered them into the projection.
"And water?"
Another set of numbers appeared.
Tony leaned back slightly.
"All right. That gives us a starting point. We'll need storage capacity for the feedstock, water purification, waste processing, and enough reserve power to keep the active chambers running if the main supply fluctuates."
"The facility will also require trained personnel," the Techmarine added. "Automation will reduce the workload, but it will not eliminate the need for supervision."
"I know. I'm designing a production system, not a miracle."
Tony adjusted the layout.
"We'll build the training facilities alongside the first chambers. The initial staff can learn the process while we're expanding the plant."
The Techmarine considered the arrangement.
"That would allow us to train more personnel as production expands."
"Exactly." Tony pointed toward the projected expansion area. "Once the first chambers prove successful, we build more. Then more. Eventually, Varrak should be able to produce enough food to support its population without relying on outside supplies."
The Techmarine gave a slow nod.
"Your proposal is ambitious."
Tony grinned.
"Of course it is. I'm Tony Stark. If I'm going to build something, I might as well make it worth building."
During a break in the inspection, Tony walked with the Techmarine along the edge of the construction site.
Workers were already positioning new structural supports. Construction vehicles moved between the cleared foundations, carrying steel beams and equipment into place.
Tony watched a group of workers guide a heavy component into position.
"How much of the population has actually eaten Sea King meat?"
The Techmarine turned toward him.
"Most of the civilians who remained in the principal settlements have received at least one portion since distribution began. Supplies were limited, however, and regular access was never guaranteed."
Tony nodded.
"Right. Which is why we're building this."
"Yes."
The Techmarine paused before continuing.
"You should understand something, Mister Stark. For many of these people, Sea King meat is not merely another source of protein."
Tony looked at him.
"What do you mean?"
"It is a luxury."
The Techmarine's voice remained level, but he seemed intent on making Tony understand.
"On many Imperial worlds, ordinary citizens spend their entire lives eating coarse grains, recycled nutrient paste, corpse-starch, or whatever affordable protein their local authorities can provide. Fresh meat is expensive. Good meat is rarer still."
He gestured toward the construction site.
"The meat produced aboard the Oath of Rectitude is of exceptional quality. It is nutritious, consistent, and far beyond what most of Varrak's population could normally afford to eat. Some of those who received it described it as the finest food they had ever tasted."
Tony looked back toward the workers.
"And Gaius is making it available to ordinary people."
"At a price they can manage," the Techmarine confirmed. "The supply has been limited, but the intention has always been to make it accessible rather than reserve it for officers, nobles, or the wealthy."
Tony was quiet for a moment.
He had seen the devastation left by the Chaos invasion. He had watched the planet rebuild itself, with Ultramarines directing the recovery and workers returning to damaged factories and settlements.
But he had not thought much about what this particular project meant to the people who would benefit from it.
They were not building a facility to supply a noble's table.
They were building a facility so ordinary families could eat food that many Imperial citizens would never taste in their entire lives.
"And he wants this produced here permanently," Tony said.
"Yes."
"Even with everything else the planet needs?"
The Techmarine looked toward the workers.
"Especially because of everything else the planet needs. Food security is not a luxury, Mister Stark. A population cannot rebuild its world if it must constantly worry about its next meal."
He turned back toward Tony.
"Lord Gaius could have reserved the existing supply for his own warriors, distributed it only among the ruling classes, or treated it as a valuable resource to be traded for whatever Varrak required."
Tony understood the point.
"But he didn't."
"No. He made it available to the population, then ordered us to find a way to increase production so the supply would not depend on a single vessel."
The Techmarine paused.
"Many Imperial commanders speak of protecting humanity. Some speak of duty to the people under their authority. Fewer are willing to devote this much effort to improving the ordinary lives of those people."
Tony glanced at him.
"You're saying he's different."
"I am saying his actions demonstrate it."
The Techmarine looked back toward the construction crews.
"Lord Gaius does not consider the survival of a world sufficient if its people are left to endure lives of needless deprivation. He expects them to work, to rebuild, and to contribute to their world. In return, he intends for them to have something worth rebuilding it for."
Tony said nothing for a moment.
Then he looked down at the projected plans still hovering above his wrist display.
"All right."
He enlarged the production layout and began adding another section.
The Techmarine watched him.
"What are you changing?"
"Storage capacity. I want enough reserve to keep distribution running while individual chambers are being serviced. And we're going to plan the next expansion now, not after the first facility is finished."
"That will require additional materials."
"Then we'll put them on the requisition list."
Tony looked toward the workers again.
"If we're going to do this, we might as well make sure it actually works."
The Techmarine inclined his head.
"That, Mister Stark, is precisely what I hoped you would say."
Tony gave him a sideways glance.
"Careful. You're starting to sound like you like me."
"I have made no such statement."
"Yeah, well. I'll take it as progress."
Elsewhere on Varrak, Gaius continued overseeing the recovery.
Reports arrived from the agricultural sectors, industrial districts, medical facilities, and resettlement offices. Production was improving, and the new arrivals were helping fill the gaps left by the invasion.
The situation remained manageable, but food reserves still required careful oversight.
Metaurus stood beside Gaius as they reviewed the latest figures.
"The local agricultural output continues to increase. It will take time before it can fully support the growing population."
Gaius studied the report.
"The new facility must not interfere with the existing food distribution."
"It will not. The Techmarines have requested the necessary space and materials. Tony is coordinating the construction."
"Give them what they need, provided it does not compromise the other essential projects."
Metaurus nodded.
"Understood."
Gaius turned to the next report.
"Continue monitoring the reserves. If another shipment of agricultural equipment arrives before the new production chambers are operational, prioritize the settlements with the greatest shortfall."
"Yes, my lord."
The meeting continued.
By the end of the week, the first section of the new facility had begun taking shape.
The foundations had been inspected and reinforced. Workers installed the primary supports while Techmarines oversaw the placement of the cultivation equipment. Tony's team began assembling the monitoring systems and connecting the facility to its dedicated power network.
The work proceeded in stages.
The first production chamber was completed before the others.
It was not large enough to meet Varrak's needs, but it would allow the Techmarines to test the new arrangement while construction continued around it.
Tony stood beside the control station, examining the assembled systems.
He could have made the process considerably more efficient by using JARVIS to oversee the installation, monitor every component, and coordinate the machinery. Back home, it would have been the obvious choice.
Here, however, things were different.
The Imperium had strict prohibitions against Abominable Intelligence. Even if Gaius had no objection to JARVIS, the other Techmarines would hardly accept an artificial intelligence managing an Imperial facility. Introducing JARVIS into the project would create unnecessary complications, potentially turning a straightforward engineering effort into a dispute over forbidden technology.
Tony had no intention of making that mistake.
Instead, he had limited himself to conventional control systems, automated monitoring equipment, and software that the Techmarines could inspect and understand. It was less capable than JARVIS, and considerably more tedious to set up, but it kept the project within acceptable boundaries.
Tony tapped the side of the control station.
"Power?"
A technician checked the readings.
"Stable. All primary connections are operating within the specified parameters."
"Water circulation?"
"Operational."
"Monitoring systems?"
"Online and responding."
Tony looked toward the Techmarine supervising the cultivation chamber.
"Your turn."
The Techmarine checked the biological readings and compared them with the records from the Oath of Rectitude.
"The initial conditions are acceptable. We may begin the cycle."
Tony folded his arms.
"Then let's see whether we got it right."
The Techmarine initiated the process.
The chamber's systems began operating in sequence. Nutrient delivery activated, circulation stabilized, and the monitoring display filled with fresh readings.
Tony watched the numbers for several minutes.
Nothing failed.
No alarms sounded.
The readings remained within the expected range.
He leaned closer to the display.
"Everything looks good so far."
"The initial readings are within acceptable parameters," the Techmarine replied. "We will know more once the first cycle is complete."
Tony nodded.
"Right. No point celebrating before we see the results."
They continued monitoring the chamber.
Without JARVIS, the process required more personnel to check readings, compare records, and respond to irregularities. Tony had compensated for some of that by simplifying the control interface and making the most important measurements easy to identify, but there was only so much he could do without introducing technology that would attract unwanted scrutiny.
The system still had to complete its cycle, and the final yield would determine whether the design performed as expected. There was no reason to declare victory before the results were in.
Tony understood that.
He had built enough prototypes to know the difference between a machine that started and one that worked.
"Keep recording everything," he said. "Power consumption, feedstock use, circulation, maintenance requirements. If something needs changing, I want to know before we duplicate the design across another ten chambers."
"Agreed."
Tony looked through the observation window at the machinery.
The first chamber was only the beginning.
Several days later, a message arrived from Titus aboard the Oath of Rectitude.
A communications officer relayed the transmission into the temporary command office, where a hololithic display projected Titus's image above the table.
Titus appeared on the display, his armor showing signs of travel but otherwise undamaged.
"Lord Gaius. We have completed negotiations with another system. They have agreed to provide additional industrial machinery, construction equipment, agricultural tools, and fuel."
Gaius stood beside the table.
"Any complications?"
"None that could not be resolved through the authority you provided. Their administration has also agreed to arrange the transfer of several thousand volunteers, along with their families, to Varrak. The first groups will depart once the transport arrangements are finalized."
"Good. Ensure they understand the conditions on Varrak and know where they will be settled. We will not promise what we cannot provide."
"Understood."
Gaius considered the report.
"Continue the mission. Prioritize equipment that can be put to immediate use, but do not neglect the supplies needed for long-term production."
Titus nodded.
"We will."
The transmission ended, and the display went dark.
Tony looked toward it.
"More workers, more machinery, more fuel. That's a good haul."
"It is," Diana agreed.
Tony leaned against the table.
"Now we just need the new facility to produce enough food to keep everyone fed while all of that gets put to work."
Gaius looked at him.
"How soon will you know whether the design is successful?"
"The first chamber is running. We still need to verify the full production cycle and check the yield. Once the Techmarines are satisfied with the results, we can start duplicating it."
"And if it works?"
Tony shrugged.
"Then we expand. The more chambers we bring online, the less Varrak has to depend on the Oath for food."
Gaius nodded.
"Proceed."
Tony glanced toward the construction plans.
"Once the facility is running properly, we should look at improving its automation, too."
Metaurus regarded him.
"Is the current arrangement insufficient?"
"Not exactly. It works, but there's room for improvement. Better monitoring, more efficient resource management, and systems that can adjust to changing production demands."
He gestured toward the cultivation chamber.
"That way, we can expand production without needing to increase the workforce at the same rate."
The Techmarine considered his words.
"Provided the systems remain reliable and maintainable."
"Of course. There's no point building something nobody here can maintain."
Tony left out what he would have preferred to use. JARVIS could coordinate the entire operation far more efficiently, but he knew better than to introduce artificial intelligence into an Imperial facility. Gaius might tolerate it, but the other Techmarines were another matter entirely.
For now, conventional automation would have to suffice.
Diana glanced toward the construction site.
"So, more production chambers and better automation."
"Exactly," Tony replied. "Get the basics working first, then improve the system as we expand."
Gaius looked toward the Techmarines.
"Ensure the design allows for future expansion. I do not want us rebuilding the entire facility every time production needs to increase."
"We will account for that, my lord," one of the Techmarines replied.
Tony nodded approvingly.
"Good. That'll save us a lot of trouble later."
He turned back toward the plans.
The first chamber was running, and the remaining sections were still under construction. Before they could expand production across Varrak, they needed to confirm the initial results and establish a design that could be replicated reliably.
It would take time before the planet could produce enough Sea King meat to meet the needs of its growing population.
But the foundation was there.
For Tony, it was another engineering problem: build the system, test it, improve what needed fixing, and expand what worked.
For the people of Varrak, it meant something more.
A food that many of them had once considered an impossible luxury might eventually become part of their ordinary lives.
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