Extreme Cold Era: Shelter Don't Keep Waste-Chapter 778 - 7 Awakening and Control

When Perfikot awoke, she had already been transferred back to her own bedroom.

The fire burning in the fireplace provided the room with ample warmth. The designed flue surrounded the entire room, allowing the heat to circulate within the walls before exiting the house, rather than simply venting straight through a vertical chimney, which would cause great waste.

This made Perfikot feel somewhat hot, as she was covered with at least two layers of thick downy bedding.

"Beifa, I need some water." Turning her head, Perfikot saw her head maid standing by the bedside, prompting her to make a slight call.

The long period of slumber had left her throat very dry, making it difficult to produce sound.

Beifa heard Perfikot's voice and swiftly poured her a glass of clear water, bringing it to her.

After drinking the water from the cup, Perfikot finally felt a bit better, so she asked, "How long have I slept?"

"Mistress, you've been asleep for over 34 hours," Beifa reported a number that left Perfikot somewhat surprised.

She originally thought she had only slept a day at most, but it turned out to be over 24 hours, nearly half a day more.

This somewhat disrupted her plans, so Perfikot directly flung off the covers and sat up from the bed.

"Help me get dressed," Perfikot said to Beifa as she attempted to get up.

However, the long sleep had left her blood sugar very low, and her limbs were basically in a limp state. She nearly fell to the floor without standing properly.

Fortunately, Beifa timely supported her, helping her sit back on the bed.

"Miss, you need proper rest!" At this moment, the old butler rushed in from outside the door. Seeing Perfikot nearly fall, he spoke to her in a serious tone.

"Why linger in sleep when alive, for you will rest in death," Perfikot replied to the old butler. But she did not stubbornly attempt to get up again and instead said to the old butler, "Bring me something to eat! I've slept too long. Beifa, go get me a vitality potion."

"Miss, your body was previously severely overstrained, you need to recuperate quietly. The doctor said you shouldn't overexert yourself again in the short term!" The old butler hastily advised Perfikot, conveying the doctor's prescriptions to her.

"Send that quack away, I know my own body, and the Empire doesn't have time for me to rest," Perfikot didn't heed the old butler's words. After seemingly readjusting her state, she felt her limbs were once again within her control, and she stood up from the bed again.

Though still feeling weak and sore in her limbs, at least she could stand steadily now.

Seeing Perfikot stand up from the bed, the old butler hurried up to support her arm. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

The slender arm was weak, evoking great compassion from the old butler.

But before the old butler could begin to persuade her, Perfikot asked him, "What impact did my coma cause? Has there been any movement in the Empire in the past couple of days? Has anyone tried anything?"

As the Regent ascending to power by sheer force in the Empire, Perfikot's coma was an intensely strong signal to many people.

Those hoping for political stability in the Empire did not wish Perfikot any harm, while those wanting to overthrow her viewed it as an opportunity.

However, the old butler's response reassured Perfikot quite a bit.

"After you dispersed the storm in Chernobyl, everyone considered it a miracle, believing you received the grace of All-father," the old butler explained to Perfikot, but his eyes were still filled with worry for her: "I have sealed off the news of your coma, letting a stand-in mannequin appear in public on your behalf. For now, the situation remains stable on all fronts.

The Church is proclaiming the storm dispersal as a miracle, while the officials in the Northern Territory are seeking ways to leverage this precious opportunity of the storm's dispersal to dispatch more personnel and equipment to conduct rescue operations in other disaster-affected areas.

However, currently, as other areas remain shrouded in blizzards, only the vicinity of Chernobyl has seen the storm recede, and their rescue operations are progressing slowly."

The rescue operations began as soon as the blizzard was dispersed. Several armored trains equipped with obstacle removers, carrying soldiers and Steam Knights, departed from Chernobyl to execute rescue missions to nearby settlements.

But these operations were hindered by the blizzard that hadn't yet fully receded. Though some trains successfully reached the settlements in need of rescue, they could progress no further.

On one hand, there wasn't enough time; on the other, as they left the city limits of Chernobyl, the effects of the weather controller gradually weakened. The blizzard still raged on, and even the heavy armored trains couldn't proceed further in such weather.

"Regardless of the progress in the rescue operations, they must fully commit and continue, not falter due to expenses or obstacles; there are still many people waiting for their help." Perfikot knew such orders would inevitably result in some unnecessary waste and losses, but she issued them regardless: "Additionally, the weather controller… how exactly did you seal information about this device?"

"I've detained all the alchemists involved in constructing the weather controller at the lord's manor, under the pretense that their poor condition requires recuperation, temporarily keeping them at the manor without anyone suspecting, including themselves," the old butler explained to Perfikot, further adding, "Regarding that device, since it was constructed in the manor's garden, after sealing off the garden, no one can access it.

Therefore, the outside world currently doesn't know of the existence of this weather controller. However, due to the impact you caused when activating it previously, the external speculation is that you might have done something to disperse the storm in Chernobyl."

"I see, it seems the situation is advantageous for me. Well done, Grandpa Fu," Perfikot was very satisfied with the butler's handling, which provided her with a favorable situation.

But right now, Perfikot needed some time to think about what to do next.

So she said to the butler, "Prepare me a sumptuous meal. The taste is not important; I need something easy to digest to quickly replenish my energy! Beifa, fetch me a vitality potion; I need to recover my state as soon as possible.

The current state of the Empire remains precarious. Although the situation has opened up, solving the crisis caused by this blizzard still requires some measures!

Let me eat first, Grandpa Fu. Go notify the Northern Territory bureaucrats; I hope they're prepared to report the situation in my office by the time I finish eating."