Extreme Cold Era: Shelter Don't Keep Waste-Chapter 698 - 651_2

As the industrial center, Pripyat, this city nearly forgotten by Perfikot, will support the entire Northern Territory's demand for industrial production, maintaining the whole Northern Territory's operation.

However, until now, Beloburg, the transportation hub, has become the Imperial Center, while Chernobyl, the Northern Territory's capital, has truly fulfilled its capital functions, and Perfikot herself, ironically, is tethered here.

The Eagles's Beak Cliff Base, originally a research center, has now somewhat declined, but having shed unnecessary grandeur, it has become a purely research base, serving as the residence of many research departments in the Northern Territory.

At the same time, it is also the location of branch campuses of major colleges in the Northern Territory, where students aspiring to higher education from various places come to pursue further studies after passing graduate exams.

But Perfikot, who was originally supposed to host research work, almost never comes here anymore.

In this respect, Perfikot's initial planning might only see the military fortress and industrial center following her plan, as the other three cities have deviated from their original plans due to political influences.

It can be said that Perfikot underestimated her influence on the entire Empire, and also underestimated her influence on politics.

However, given the current situation, Perfikot is not very concerned about this result, at least the five planned cities are fulfilling their roles.

It just so happens that neither the Imperial Center as the political poles nor Perfikot herself is in the originally planned positions.

Perfikot herself does not mind this, the current situation of the Northern Territory is acceptable to her.

Moreover, even she cannot violate the objective realities and artificially influence societal development.

It's just that recalling her initial plans, Perfikot feels her next destination might be a visit to Pripyat to see the current industrial development situation there.

While in Beloburg, she might also need to inspect the Flying Airship factory.

This vehicle, initially born from her hands, has now become the most important part of maintaining this Empire, and Perfikot is very curious about what those Engineers and Alchemists in the Empire have managed to create without her technical support.

If everything goes smoothly, Perfikot feels she might need to establish some industries in Beloburg, offering those nobles an opportunity to ground their assets.

After all, from reality, Perfikot's original idea of splitting city functions into several parts and building specialized cities, although feasible, was too idealistic.

A city can have a certain development tendency, leading the city's main industries to lean towards a specific aspect, but a city serving purely a single-function purpose will have significant problems.

Moreover, it's difficult to truly form such cities in urban development.

Take Beloburg for example; now the consumption by nobles has led to the flourishing of service industries, starting to have the semblance of a light industrial city.

If Perfikot strengthens technical investment in Flying Airships, enabling technological innovation, it can also give rise to a series of supporting industries. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

And this is exactly the industry Perfikot has planned for Beloburg, tossing a bone to the nobles.

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"Count, your arrival is an absolute honor for the Royal Shipyard!" A manager from the Royal Shipyard, vaguely recognized by Perfikot, greeted her with a flattering demeanor, while beside him were engineers looking at her with expressions akin to worshiping a deity.

For these engineers, designing and building the world's first Flying Airship meant Perfikot was an unapproachable god-like existence to them, the object of their reverence.

If Perfikot had shown any semblance of a deity, they might truly worship her as a god and produce an Om Messia.

"Have I seen you somewhere before?" Perfikot tried to recall. Although the manager did indeed look familiar, she couldn't immediately remember who he was.

The manager heard Perfikot's question, and his sycophantic smile intensifies as he reminded her, "You indeed have a lot on your plate to forget things! I was the one who received you when you came to the Royal Shipyard for the first time to order the first Flying Airship!"

"At that time, you weren't yet an Empire Count. Who would have thought, after a few years, you'd now become the Northern Guardian of the Empire!"

"Northern Guardian? How did this title come about? Why does it sound so creepy?" Perfikot seemed to be touched by some nerve and found this title very unsettling, as if someone might stab her at any moment.

"You are the Guardian of the Northern Territory of the Empire, can't this title be referred to as Northern Guardian?" The manager had an expression of matter-of-factness.

However, Perfikot waved her hand and said, "Don't call me that, I don't like it."

Seeing Perfikot's disapproval, the manager went along with what she said and only called her 'Count.'

Surrounded by engineers looking at her like a deity, Perfikot arrived at the shipyard reception room.

Compared to the Royal Shipyard she visited four years ago in Puse City, the decorations and various conditions here were somewhat inferior.

After all, that place was the home base of the Royal Shipyard that had been operating for over a century, while this was merely a branch built less than four years ago.

Even though nearly all essential assets were relocated to the Northern Territory following the completion of the Royal Shipyard's overall relocation, this place was indeed incomparable to the Empire's homeland Royal Shipyard.

But these are not the point. For the Royal Shipyard, lavish decorations don't mean anything. What truly determines if the Royal Shipyard remains the Royal Shipyard is its shipbuilding capacity.

After relocating key shipbuilding equipment from the homeland entirely to the Northern Territory, the Royal Shipyard could confidently say they retained most of their shipbuilding abilities.

Because during the move, they also packed all precious skilled workers and brought them to the Northern Territory.

They are the most crucial and valuable wealth and heritage of the Royal Shipyard.

Shipyards can be rebuilt; slipways and dry docks can be re-dug; equipment can be repurchased. But if these invaluable technical personnel and skilled workers were gone, that would have been a true catastrophic disaster for the Royal Shipyard.

"Count, may I ask if there is any business you wish for us, the Royal Shipyard, to attend to?" The manager looked at Perfikot with anticipation.

Back then, because he obtained the Flying Airship construction orders from Perfikot, the Royal Shipyard could seize the opportunity to successfully transform and later obtained the chance for an overall move to the Northern Territory.

Otherwise, even the Royal Shipyard might, along with countless others, lose its existence value and significance due to frozen seas.

Now, this universally recognized super genius of the Victor Empire, the Royal Shipyard's lucky star, has once again visited, and in the manager's heart, there is hope that she might bring new orders that allow the Royal Shipyard to create another glory.

"I see you're quite perceptive. I do have an order for you all, but I'm not sure if you can meet my requirements." Perfikot said this, then laid out a blueprint on the table before her.

A group of engineers instantly gathered around, looking at the blueprint Perfikot spread out with sacred expressions, then collectively displayed looks of 'how is this possible,' 'such a design exists,' 'mother, I see God.'

Because on the blueprint, is depicted a giant Flying Airship completely beyond their understanding, yet entirely different from any known Flying Airships.