Industrial Cthulhu: Starting as an Island Lord

“I saw with my own eyes that they used the finest, rustproof refined steel to make utensils and cans, filling them with just a little food, then casually throwing them away after eating.”

“I ...

Chapter 670: One Beatrice Can Support Half of the Industrial Zone

Chapter 670: One Beatrice Can Support Half of the Industrial Zone

No, are you guys, Castel, so cruel? Even if you wanted to kill her, wouldn't it be better to just throw her off the airship?

Stuff it into a steam engine and burn it? Who would use it as fuel?

Besides, the pollution all over her body will only damage the steam engine, right?

Beatrice looked confused.

However, she soon felt a sound in her ears.

To be honest, I couldn't quite understand what was being said. It wasn't normal speech, but rather the combined sound of gears colliding, shafts rubbing, and steam gurgling.

It was clearly just noise, but she could inexplicably feel the emotions in it. Well, a rather violent emotion.

The steam engine curse was really ugly.

It just has a bad temper. It likes to spit red-hot coal balls at the stoker and sing with the steam chamber and whistle. It has never done anything bad. Why treat it like this?

Like this time, the fuel that the stoker stuffed in made it very dissatisfied.

Although there is indeed pollution, the purity of the pollution is not high, and there is still a strong will that stubbornly fights against the pollution.

It's a bit awkward, just like when you're eating and find the fish on the plate is still struggling to survive.

Moreover, the stoker said that this cannot be burned, but is just used to help suppress it.

What do they think it is? It's a steam engine, not a medical kit!

The machine spirit was displeased.

The steam engine was swearing and every gear and every part was expressing its dissatisfaction, from the fireman to the mechanic, until Erwin promised to give it the high-purity pollution produced in Castell.

But as it yelled, Beatrice in the boiler opened her mouth in surprise.

The pollution that had been churning in her body suddenly calmed down.

Beatrice could even sense a certain fear in these pollutants, as if they had seen their natural enemy.

But, isn't this steel machine a steam engine? She's seen it in the Rhine before.

I haven’t seen Rhine’s steam engine swearing at people?

It’s okay to curse people, but are these pollutants just going to be cursed so obediently?

Should I learn how to curse?

Beatrice was lost in thought when her face suddenly turned pale. She struggled to crawl towards the observation hole of the furnace and stuck her little head out.

Everyone was celebrating when they saw Beatrice's condition stabilize, but suddenly they saw her poke her head out, her cheeks puffed up, and then—

"vomit--"

She opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of pollution.

Then things got out of control, and she was scolded in the boiler, with pollution trying to escape from her mouth and vomiting all over the floor.

Everyone around was stunned.

Zoe muttered to herself blankly, "Can a steam engine spit out fuel?"

Not to mention, when viewed from the side, with Beatrice's head blocked, it really looked like a steam engine was spewing pollution.

The steam engine's cursing voice immediately tripled in volume, and a crack appeared in the steam chamber, and the water inside sprayed towards Zoe.

Zoe held her head and apologized while dodging, and the airship fell into chaos again.

After a fierce battle, the situation on the airship gradually calmed down.

Zoe has already hidden in another cabin and shouldn't come out to be scolded by the steam engine anytime soon.

Beatrice was still lying in the furnace, spitting out pollution with a look of despair on her face.

She had been poured with who knows how much seawater before, and the pollution in her body was so strong that she was almost turning into an evil god. Now she had to spit out all the pollution bit by bit.

The mechanic next to him simply brought out a special iron barrel for collecting pollution. It seemed that they would not be short of fuel for this flight.

In the distance, the Crusaders of the Imperial Truth were muttering to each other, glancing over from time to time.

“That’s great.”

"As expected of His Holiness the Pope!"

"Is this the power of the Empress of the Empire?"

"If only every airship could have one."

"Can airships be used more? Our factory over there uses 0.25 of His Holiness's bandwidth per day."

"Oh, that's a really big factory. Our steel mill is only 0.15 at most!"

"The traffic of His Holiness the Pope alone could support half of the industrial zone. When will she enter the stellar furnace?"

"That's an exaggeration, isn't it? The stellar furnace supplies the entire Castel's pollution. The more it burns, the more pollution it generates. Just spitting it out from your mouth isn't enough. I remember the nasal cavity and oral cavity seemed to be connected?"

Beatrice's eyes were numb, as if she were dead.

Although the Crusader was very polite and did not discuss it in person, but instead found a small corner to talk about it secretly, she was a transcendent and had a keen sense of hearing!

As expected, freedom has a price. If I had known this earlier, I would have died in the Rhine. Why did I have to endure it all the way here?

The steam engines on the side gradually quieted down and stopped scolding her. Beatrice even felt a little pity.

She felt even worse.

On the other side, there was a small gap in the hatch, and two heads, one above and one below, were secretly looking at this side.

Zoe and Gaia were leaning against the crack of the door in a rather indecent posture, looking at Beatrice who was emitting filth.

"Well, what do you think, Gaia?"

"I don't think it's working. The steam engine can indeed suppress pollution, but this is not the main job of the machine spirit after all. Her physical condition is still very bad."

"I can see. If I were her, I would have jumped off the airship long ago if I could move."

The two were silent for a while, as if mourning for Miss Pope.

"What should we do then? Should we really send it into the stellar furnace?"

The Stellar Furnace has been suppressing evil gods for years, so it is a professional match for dealing with pollution. Putting Beatrice in it can indeed cure the pollution erosion, but it may be more difficult to take it out.

The kind that requires the use of a shovel.

"It's too far-fetched to think about these things now. I don't think she can even hold on until she is sent to the stellar furnace. Given her current physical condition, she might collapse at any time." Gaia whispered.

Indeed, Beatrice's body had reached the critical point of collapse. If it weren't for the steam engine's machine soul that could help suppress the pollution, she would probably have turned into a twisted monster by now.

Even with the help of a steam engine, it could only delay the process. Although it looked like she was spitting out pollution, it was a drop in the bucket for the condition inside her body.

After all, when the seawater poured back into her body, a vortex appeared. God knows how much seawater poured in. That stuff is all polluted!

"If she could really stay stable like this, and get her to vomit out half the ocean, maybe it would work. The key is that her physical and mental state is too unstable."

Zoe pursed her lips, unable to think of any good solution for a moment.

Although she was not very familiar with this young lady, she had given them a lot of help and even provided them with the technology of the Mechanical Temple.

Thinking of this, Zoe's eyes lit up.

Yes, how could she forget this? Maybe the technologies of the Mechanical Temple can be used!

(End of this chapter)