I Created Scientific Magic-Chapter 467 - 448: The Surge in Nuclear Reserves and the New Space-Time Gate! (Two in One)_2
Chapter 467: Chapter 448: The Surge in Nuclear Reserves and the New Space-Time Gate! (Two in One)_2
The Space-Time Gate before him was slightly different from the one in Wizard Land.
After pondering for a moment, Rafael couldn’t help but speculate that this Space-Time Gate might be in a closed state.
There were two reasons for this.
First, the mine had not seen a large number of magical beasts (or possibly they were eliminated by Mutuo when they invaded the territory).
Second, the magic power fluctuations produced were far less intense, and their impact was very limited.
It should be noted that the gate in the magic stone mine, when unrestrained, caused space-time distortions within a kilometer radius.
Due to the scarcity of samples, Rafael could not be entirely certain.
While several senior Wizards were discussing whether the Space-Time node before them was activated, Lynn was contemplating something else entirely—that was how this node had come into existence…
According to the council’s speculation, it was possible that an excessive concentration of magic power had affected the space-time of this area, which even Lynn had previously believed.
After all, he hadn’t fully understood what attributes magic power truly possessed.
However, upon actually seeing this so-called space-time node, another doubt emerged in Lynn’s mind.
Was the energy possessed by a Demon Crystal mine really sufficient to distort space-time to the extent of creating a ‘gate’?
Even the core of a nuclear explosion, powerful as it was, had a very limited effect on space-time.
Lynn faintly thought of another possibility, but he had no intention of discussing it with Rafael and the others…
“Did you come from there, Mutuo?” Lynn suddenly looked at the azure beast shadow beside him and asked.
The azure beast shadow did not respond, maintaining an extremely aloof posture.
Lynn shook his head helplessly. The preliminary trust established over a week was very limited—it merely made the creature less aggressive.
In fact, besides ‘eating,’ the creature spent most of its time sleeping and was indifferent to him; it had only agreed to bring them to its den because Lynn had offered a whole half-kilogram of tritium.
Mutuo, who had gnawed on many ‘hard bones,’ was very interested in such ‘soft’ snacks, and Lynn could only manipulate it through this method for now.
“Let’s head back quickly and report our findings to the council,” Lynn said gravely.
Rafael and the others nodded in agreement. Whether the Space-Time Gate was open or not, it posed a significant threat. It was best to have those skilled in Force Field Magic, the Alchemists, come and deal with it, and the protection of the uranium mine needed to be strengthened again.
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After cutting several pieces of Demon Crystal from the mine as samples, Lynn no longer lingered and left the uranium mine with the senior Wizards, immediately boarding an airship to return to Fire Oil City.
As for his new ‘pet’ Mutuo, he naturally had to take it with him, because apart from himself, there was no one else in the entire minefield who could suppress it.
If any problem arose, such as suddenly going mad, everyone would be doomed.
But this meant that the uranium ore needed to be transported to Fire Oil City for processing, which was somewhat time-consuming and laborious, but there was no better solution.
…
After several hours of flight, Fire Oil City was already in sight.
During the journey, Lynn paid close attention to Mutuo’s condition, fearing that it would have a stress reaction on its first airship ride.
Fortunately, the azure beast shadow was calmer than he had anticipated, simply lying aside and digesting the tritium it had just consumed, showing no signs of fear or anxiety.
“The temperature on its body was so high, it almost burned through the deck…”
But when you think about it, that is also normal, since it is an energy body, it most likely doesn’t need wings to fly, and there is no possibility of dying from a fall.
The airship slowly landed in Fire Oil City, and though it had only been a week since his departure, Rafael almost thought he had arrived in a different city upon disembarking.
Under the joint influence of magic and technology, Fire Oil City was changing daily.
The main thoroughfares within the city had been nearly doubled in width, the previously decrepit and foul-smelling slum areas were now filled with exquisite mansions, and a quarter of the renovations had been completed. The train station framework had also roughly been established, unlike when they left, when there were only a few vacant walls.
It was expected that by the time the railroad was connected, the station would be perfectly completed.
Not only that, but in the month since their occupation of Fire Oil City, over a hundred workshops had been established, employing tens of thousands of workers, as this was the war front where it was most convenient if supplies could be produced locally.
Endless streams of fog were erupting from the massive chimneys of the workshops, but Lynn was thinking if the waste gases being emitted could be reused through magic.
For example, carbon dioxide, the main emission, could be used to synthesize starch and solve some of the food production problems.
Lynn was planning to turn this city, located within the empire’s borders, into a model city, promoting it through the passing caravans to dismantle the faith of the empire’s civilians!
At first, Rafael and others were somewhat skeptical; which empire merchant not afraid of death would dare to trade with these wizards, risking the most severe prohibition in empire history?
However, he was quickly proven wrong as there were more visiting caravans than he had imagined.
Just as Lynn had said, merchants do not fear the law, nor care if they would be caught and hanged; the only thing they fear is not having enough profit!
That, clearly, was available!
Products such as glass, fabrics, pottery, refined salt, and various novel and interesting alchemical creations produced in Fire Oil City were the empire’s most sought-after goods; as long as these could be smuggled back home, they could be sold for double or even ten times their worth!
In such a trend of insane profits, the so-called prohibitions by the church were completely a joke!
“Inform the councilors that I need to call an internal meeting!”
Lynn had just disembarked from the airship and had no intention of resting; he immediately had Ailoke and others, who had come to welcome them, notify the councilors while he returned to the manor to bring the research data he had gathered earlier.
Since they had solved the problem of nuclear scarcity, production of the nuclear fusion reactor should also be scheduled!
If they could advance to legends a day sooner, they would a day sooner possess the capability to wrestle directly with that false god.
In the evening, at the duke’s manor, a temporary meeting among the councilors was quickly convened.
As Aurora entered, she immediately noticed the two-meter-tall, azure beast shadow in the meeting room and curiously said, “Is this the magical beast that can devour uranium ore? It really is quite peculiar!”
Harrov and Vittorio were also amazed, as probably only such a creature could feed on hazardous radioactive elements.
Under the exploratory gazes of several councilors, Muto, who was in the midst of digesting, ‘opened’ its eyes, saw it was just a few bipedal creatures without any threats, and then closed its eyes again.
“Its name is Mutuo, and it’s one of the gains from our recent trip to the uranium mine. With it, refining radioactive minerals will be much easier. Also, I found more Demon Stones, enough to perform the Big Nuclear Explosion Technique five times,” Lynn explained.
“Good, this means we no longer need to pretend to be stronger than we are,” Harrov said while exhaling in relief, speaking in a relaxed tone.
They had been continuously victorious, beating the Church and the Empire black and blue outwardly, but there was a very clear gap in high-end strength, and their strength had been maintained by the deterrence established by the nuclear explosion technique.
The councilors all knew that previously, Lynn had only one chance to use this technique; once used, he would lose his last bargaining chip, so Harrov had always been worried that the Church might attack again.
Now, with a substantial reserve of nuclear fuel, they could at least engage in equivocal retaliation, like sending a warplane to bomb the Holy City at a critical moment…
