Extreme Cold Era: Shelter Don't Keep Waste-Chapter 906 - 134: Large-Scale Relocation

According to Perfikot's plan, the production factories and facilities on the three Floating City modules began large-scale relocation and adjustment work.

The entire Floating City was plunged into an unprecedented state of busyness. Alchemists shuttled between buildings, constantly adjusting the force field parameters of the Floating Core; Engineers, on the other hand, directed dozens of giant engineering machines, carefully dismantling those facilities that had already been modularized.

Though backed by alchemy and paired with giant robots, moving factories was not a problem, the sudden increase in workload still drew complaints from the alchemists and engineers in the Floating City.

They had to work in shifts day and night, hurriedly solving their meals on the construction site.

"It's enough to drive someone crazy!" a grease-stained engineer complained, "Just recalibrating these Floating Core force field parameters keeps us busy for a whole week."

One has to understand, this wasn't a little girl's pretend play, it was a city-level building relocation.

Though the Floating City is not as large as a real city, each module occupies at least a town-level area.

Although all the buildings and equipment had been modularized, and indeed they could be moved relatively simply under the Anti-Gravity Field of the Floating Stone, it was still a major project.

Every building required hours of preparation before being moved: first, stabilizing internal equipment, then cutting off all external connections, and finally starting the anti-gravity device to lift and move it.

The three modules combined were no smaller than a small city. Such a large-scale town building relocation and adjustment would be a nightmare for anyone.

Even in Perfikot's original world before crossing over, this would at least be considered a national-level project.

But no matter what, for the engineers and alchemists in the Floating City, they at most privately complained about the workload, and no one dared to outright oppose Perfikot's intentions. Even in the most exhausted late-night shifts, when workers gathered in small groups in the break area to refresh with coffee, they only muttered quietly, "This workload is killing us," before burying themselves in work again. No one would actually stand up to oppose—such thoughts rarely even occurred.

Unlike the French, the Victorians were long accustomed to the authority of this Empire's Regent and accustomed to obey her commands. From the lowliest apprentice to the most senior master alchemist, everyone understood a simple truth: Perfikot's will is the will of the Empire, and the will of the Empire is unquestionable. This obedience did not stem from fear—although fear did indeed exist—but from an almost instinctual recognition: she was always right, no matter how unreasonable her orders seemed, they would ultimately prove necessary.

Defying this Empire's Regent? Those who've dared have proven with their lives that it's a suicidal affair. Whether it was the old nobility who tried to obstruct her reforms in the parliament or the generals who disobeyed orders in military actions later on, even those political opponents who thought they could undermine her authority through schemes and conspiracies—their outcomes invariably became textbook counterexamples.

Complying, you might not live comfortably, but at least you could survive, and manage decently, but defying her would certainly bring an unbearable burden to your life.

Perfikot had long proven with countless examples her foresight and correctness.

Whether it was her pushing for the Northern Territory development plan against opposition or her precise decisions in coping with the Doomsday Winter, even what seemed like cold-blooded killings proved Perfikot's decision-making correctness.

Her foresight surpassed everyone in the entire Empire, and her decisions were absolutely right, even if at the time, no one understood.

These truths had already, over the past several years, become ingrained deep within every Victorian's soul.

It didn't need to be repeatedly emphasized, because it was as natural as breathing.

So when Perfikot made the decision to adjust and relocate the Floating City, though the engineers and alchemists were dissatisfied, all they did was complain, and even that was just occasional private grumbles.

In the corners of the break room, in the late-night duty room, they might mutter a few quiet complaints, but once back on the job, everyone immediately resumed a professional and efficient working mode.

This restraint wasn't entirely out of fear, but more a trust verified over time.

And thanks to the efforts of the engineers and alchemists, the buildings and equipment on the three Floating City modules completed a round of relocation and movement.

Hundreds of modular buildings moved slowly under the lift of the Anti-Gravity Field, like chess pieces being rearranged by an invisible hand.

Because the layout was sufficiently compact, several factories were directly connected by Perfikot, turning originally separate factories into a cohesive assembly line.

They were rearranged in a more reasonable and compact manner, with related factories and functional buildings concentrated together, allowing for more efficient production and saving on transfer time, thereby improving production efficiency.

Originally scattered across three modules, the military production lines were now integrated into one area; the Alchemy Workshop was directly connected to the raw material warehouse; the energy core was placed at the center of all energy-consuming facilities. This optimization not only shortened the distance for material transport but also made the operation of the entire production system smoother.

This way, not only did efficiency greatly improve, but the number of workers needed for production maintenance also reduced, alleviating a lot of population pressure on the Floating City.

After all, Perfikot did not bring a large population to the Floating City and indeed faced manpower shortages in some respects.

Fortunately, for Perfikot, addressing manpower shortages didn't require increasing the population; as long as labor was sufficient, all problems could be solved.

In other words, her alchemical maids and autonomous robots sufficed to replace those basic labor workers, saving a lot of labor force.

And with puppets and autonomous robots invested in the factories and assembly lines, the production efficiency even showed a trend of being higher than humans.

This made the Floating City the city with the highest automation rate in the current human world, and indeed no significant population was on the entire Floating City because Perfikot didn't need a large population to maintain the city's operation.

But no matter what, after the third Floating City module was completed, whether base workers or technical engineers, there was a shortage of manpower, forcing Perfikot to carefully consider the various issues she needed to face in future construction.