Chapter 815 Rebirth of Hughes's Industry: Starting as an Island Lord
Monica opened her eyes in bed, somewhat dazed.
Where am I? Wasn't I just at the banshees' ball game?
She got out of bed, put on her shoes, and went to the window.
Wait, shoes?
Monica quickly turned to look at the mirror in the bedroom, and then her whole body began to tremble slightly.
"leg!?"
"Could it be..."
"I...I've been reborn? And I've even transmigrated into Hughes?"
Indeed, without the ripples of a symbiotic contract in my heart, and with the connection of our souls completely still, suddenly, memories flood in like a tide.
"An illegitimate child? He's just been made a border count? Hahaha, great! Watch me develop industry and dominate the world!"
"It's just industry, I know that too. In fact, I can recite the blueprints for steam engines and stellar furnaces by heart!"
"Let me think about what to do first."
"Hmm, let's contact the other banshees first. This time, I'm going to be the banshee goddess!"
Monica rushed downstairs.
"Young master, I heard the fishermen on the beach have caught something."
"I'm busy, I have other things to do!"
Monica pushed away the old butler who was leaning towards her.
At the dock, the fishermen gasped in amazement before throwing the swollen monster they had pulled up back into the sea. It floated on the surface, twitching occasionally before quickly dying.
Several hours later, its body gradually decomposed.
Monica walked from the villa's underground passage all the way to the sea, and without thinking, jumped in.
This was the first time in Monica's life that she had experienced the feeling of drowning.
After a lot of struggle, she finally managed to swim to the surface of the sea alive.
"Damn it, I can't swim! How am I going to get to the bottom of the sea?"
Over the next few days, Monica tried various methods but was unable to communicate with the banshees.
Fishermen gradually dredged up many rotting monster corpses. Monica also tried to wait at sea, but the other swollen monsters were weaker and died before they even reached the surface.
"This isn't right! This isn't right!!"
Monica cried for a long time, but in the end, she had no choice but to follow her previous idea and try to develop industry on the island.
Before the olive harvesting, olive oil production, and nitroglycerin processing workshops could be established, the Black Sail Fleet arrived.
"So that's why the sweet fruit wine hasn't been available lately. Turns out it's because they built this useless oil press." Jeremiah sneered as he took a swig of wine, while the pirates beside him pointed their scimitars and muskets at Monica.
“Smash this workshop. If I don’t see sweet fruit wine when I come back next time, then your Castel will no longer need to exist.”
"Wait, wait, I have nitroglycerin, I'll have it soon, I..."
"No oil will do, I want sweet fruit wine!"
The pirates didn't give Monica any time to develop her skills; for now, nitroglycerin could only remain in Monica's mouth.
"You...you're going too far!"
"Oh, you want to rebel against the Pirate King?" Jeremiah became interested, glancing at the intact Nora beside him. "Just the two of you?"
"And Chloe! She's the one who..."
“Yes, she’s a Candlelight Sisters nun, I know that.” Jeremiah impatiently tossed the bottle aside. “So what?”
A man with a face covered in distorted tattoos stepped forward.
This is the Pirate King's Stormy Ocean, where even extraordinary individuals must avoid his wrath.
“Then I’ll pay the sea tax.” Monica’s tone softened.
The pirates left, punitively stealing a large amount of Leo and threatening to smash Castells if they didn't hand over the sweet wine.
Monica had no choice but to assign more people to brew the wine.
Ah, today's humiliation, once I create nitroglycerin, I will make them pay tenfold!
Josh and a group of friends hijacked a ship and became pirates at sea, but were captured during a raid and died in prison.
Because all the money had been stolen and subsidies couldn't be provided, very few people were willing to come to the school that Monica had painstakingly built—even if the children couldn't do any work, it would be good for them to help out at home, so why waste their time outside?
Ultimately, only a few people who genuinely love learning will attend the classes.
"Young master, Gaia left a letter and left. She said she was getting married and might not have the chance to come to the school again in the future."
"What? No, don't let her go! I can afford to pay for her tuition. I can waive her tuition and even give her some Leo!"
The old butler stood there, head bowed in silence.
"That's right, Ken! Where is Ken? I need to talk to him!"
"Are you talking about Gaia's brother? He was killed by pirates while fishing at sea."
Monica was stunned.
"Chloe, what did you just say?"
“Alexei led the soldiers on the island in a mutiny. They smuggled firearms from the Empire and seized the manor while you were away. Although I suppressed the mutiny, Connor…”
Monica looked at Connor's body, her legs went weak, and she knelt on the ground, tears streaming down her face.
"How could this happen?"
Chloe had bandages wrapped around her head. The Fire Moth was not good at fighting, and although her opponents were just ordinary people, she still suffered some injuries.
Beside her lay another somewhat hunched corpse; the old woman, being quite old, had been shot by Alexei's musketeer.
“My Lord, we can’t go on like this!” Richard stepped forward, about to say something, when Chloe raised her hand.
“Count, this is the last time I will help you. I have fulfilled our agreement. Now it is your turn.”
Monica looked up and saw only disappointment and coldness on Chloe's face. The leader of the Fire Moth shook her head and turned away.
"I will! I will build Castel! I will make this island our home!"
She shouted loudly, but the figure in the nun's habit did not turn around.
Castel finally faced no more obstacles and began to develop, albeit with some stumbles. Just as everything was starting to get on track, Monica suddenly noticed that the sea level was gradually rising higher and higher.
"W-This isn't right!!"
"How could it be so fast?! Shouldn't it be much later, you banshees?"
"The Banshees"
Monica was stunned.
With the banshees gone, there was no final battle against the corrupted monsters in this world. The fish-men never left this sea, and the rituals of the sea god's followers began even earlier.
Faced with the fish-men and sea urchin monsters emerging from the sea, Monica desperately tugged at her hair.
"Without banshees, without a loyal army under my command, controlling Castel has become much slower. Pirates have come to plunder, further hindering development. I haven't developed industry, the Flame Moths don't trust me, and I've lost researchers."
Castells can't even make flintlock muskets now; all he can make is soap and nitroglycerin from his workshop. What are he going to use to fight the fishmen?!
“Mr. Hughes, is this the home you promised me?” Nora looked at the mermen who had surrounded her, drew her longsword and smiled bitterly, “So be it, perhaps the people of the White Raven are destined to perish.”
"No, that's not how it is!" Monica grabbed her sleeve, but Nora flung her away.
The monsters surged forward, and the last thing Monica saw was Nora having her head bitten off by one of them.
Utter despair overwhelmed her.
Monica sat up abruptly in bed, panting heavily.
"I've been reborn again?"
Looking at the boy's face in the mirror, Monica made a silent vow in her heart.
"In this life, I will reclaim everything that belongs to me!"
So she...
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