The Industrialist

Chapter 44: Council

Tyllrium business was consistent, luckily there were no trading mishaps. For every delivery to Grebert in Wraithport, he would have net profits of 900 units.

It was his second delivery now and received his second payment. The recipient was able to eliminate the problem of unsterilized potable water as Tyllrium was used as an alternative for UV lights, ten times more powerful.

He thought of the air – the contaminated air. The Multifunctional Air Filters (MAF), the gigantic hovering equipment like large hot air balloons hanging and immovable, had provided a stable clean air supply within the walls of Axe Central City.

However, it only suffices a limited coverage and manufacturing one MAF would be so expensive that it would probably exhaust the funding of the City, sacrificing other economic programs.

’There should be a better way to cleanse the air,’ Lance thought. And upon the notion of it, it would nullify the greatest achievement of a subtle Government tyrant, Levi Menks of the Corporation.

’Now that would be the start of the fall of Menks,’ He thought and it raced his heart. It fueled his motivation and such a sight would be the noblest thing he could achieve.

’Small steps,’ He remembered the teachings from his father. Every day, his father’s teachings resounded in his mind like clockwork.

Checking on his holographic logs, he navigated to his accounts.

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Scientist Level: Scrapper 2

Available Currency: 1700 units

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He shrugged. For a month of grinding, it seemed his account had not grown significantly. It was still far to purchase the Energy Accelerator and other components that would create a reliable perpetuating power source.

Then he realized that he had just enrolled as a Scrapper 2 which he spent 1000 units for his registration and another 700 units for fixing his trade permit processing for Jonaz Enterprises’ business front.

In addition, his recent transaction with the Seer, bought 10 full grown Aiveez plant and some seedlings, about 600 units.

’Business investments,’ He convinced himself.

Running an illegal business was like riding a motorcycle. If you fall asleep, you will fall. If your tire collides with a stray animal, you will fall, and many other factors would contribute to the inevitable failure. Unless nothing goes wrong.

His Tyllrium trading business would contribute 900 units per month net of all expenses, and his Zelkian farming would provide him with around 1000 units monthly.

A total of 1900 units per month. But he would had to pay for his groceries, then he would pay for the team of volunteers for his Salt mining mission.

Expectedly, he already had 3 breeders, female Zelkians, that would increase his farm production by 30%. The Mafia’s requirement of 20 Zelkians will be sufficed by his farm.

But the second delivery would still materialize, after 4 weeks.

"No! Not in the North Mountain. We will mine in Broadridge Mountain, South," Lance spoke up.

"Are there Salt deposits in that mountain?" The other council member asked.

"Yes, there is," Jefferson answered. "It was his father who knew about the Salt deposits in Broadridge. Although, the Government have not look closely at that mountain because it is near Bay City."

"Oh my God, Jefferson. Are you even considering this risk? Bay City is where the Hive is," Akira responded, her body leaning forward and piercing eyes towards their leader. Her hands clenched on the sides of her chair.

"Yes, Akira. I am considering this. The kid has something to share, I believe this could help our battle against Abominants. We can share this with our brothers living outside the walls."

Akira and the rest of the council members stared the kid standing in front of them. In his hand was not a bomb. It was a manual spraying device that held the bluish nectar.

"This is the Aiveez’ nectar. Seer of Axiom had shared this element to me and this could greatly help us against the Abominants.’

Lance squinted at Joe who held a cage of Rattus, an Abominated Rat. Joe ambled forward with the cage on his hand. The caged creature was then placed in front of Lance where every council member could see.

"This Abominated rat, or what we call Rattus, will experience accelerated cell degradation. I have seen this work in my own eyes with other Abominated species like the Zelkian and it somehow burned the flesh to ash, or any matter invisible by our naked eyes."

Lance took careful step to the Abominant. Rattus was active, circling the cage, bouncing off against the four corners, and chittering his protruding teeth and claws against the metallic screens.

Then he sprayed everything from the bottle, bathing the rat with bluish specks of liquid. The fragrance of the nectar-filled their nostrils as the council members had reacted.

And what awed them was that the Abominated Rat squirmed in utter agony, black miasma emerging from all exposed flesh that was blended with sampled liquid.

Cries of the hopeless creature echoing within the halls of the Maintenance Deck where the rebels camp.

"What’s happening?" Akira asked, his eyes never left on the suffering creature.

"It was the nectar invading through the muscle fibers and into its internal organs," Lance explained.

"How?" Jefferson asked.

"Such knowledge was hidden and Lost, along with the Lost Engineers," Lance answered.

"The Lost Engineers are a myth. They don’t exist. Even the Science they hold bears no meaning," Akira contested. The other council members were silent.

But even Lance could not rebut her opinion.

"I can’t explain this phenomenon but I know this nectar works. And imagine this if it’s a bomb." Lance said.

"We’ll test your bomb. If it works with 100 Rattuses, then we can proceed with your request. In addition, I will be coming with you in Salt Mining.