Chapter 567: Old Friends (1/2)

Chapter 567: Old Friends

Translator: OneshotwonderEditor: Hitesh_

”Syracuse, the rest is all up to you.” Wang Tong didn't ask a lot from Syracuse, but he knew that he could trust him. However, if the latter betrayed him, he would kill the two-faced SOB in a heartbeat.

Syracuse was well aware of his situation, and he was smarter than to think of double-crossing Wang Tong. Although he was a businessman, his aspiration was not only to make money. He was a firm believer that making money and helping the human world were not mutually exclusive.

After all, what would be the point of having a huge pile of wealth without the life to enjoy it?

Syracuse went straight to his office and called for a conference call meeting.

”Syracuse, what the heck are you doing in Maersa! Did you finish the task I told you to?”

”Father, I have urgent news for you,” Syracuse said earnestly.

Syracuse's father had never seen his son act so seriously before, so he asked, ”What is it? I know you have made some progress lately, but don't take the family's trust for granted. ”

”We have overcome the technical difficulties in mass producing the crystal gun,” Syracuse said slowly.

”What!” The old man exclaimed incredulously. He had dreamed of such a day; this breakthrough would make his family the biggest weapon provider of the world.

”Haha! Good! Excellent!” The significance of this development was beyond description. The old man simply found himself at a lack of words to praise his son's achievement.

”It came with a caveat though.”

”Caveat?” the old man frowned.

”The inventor had requested us to provide assistance in spreading the technology,” Syracuse explained.

The old man knew right away that ”assistance” meant making the pattern a public asset, essentially giving up a large share of the profit to other manufacturers.

”We can't make the call between the two of us. We need to call the board.”

”Yes, father. However, the inventor was very adamant in his request. Right now, we still don't have access to it. The pattern is still in the hands of Wang Tong.”

Hearing Wang Tong's name, the old man nodded in resignation. The breakthrough in the crystal gun was highly classified information, and only the core leaders of the Maersa city knew about it. They had to keep it to themselves before the guns finally hit the production line. The dark ones were as smart and cunning as humans, and their spies were everywhere.

The development had inspired enthusiasm among the core leaders. Once the gun was mass produced, every citizen inside the city could become part of the defense force. This would allow the METAL warriors to charge out of the city and meet the opponent in the open field without worrying about defense. The introduction of these weapons into the battlefield would case a paradigm shift and completely change how the battles were fought.

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By now, Aamir and Marcos had become Wang Tong's most trusted advisers, and were in charge of managing the city. Wang Tong, on the other hand, had focused completely on training the elite soldiers. He had grouped the soldiers into different units, and let them perform military drills against each other.

Although he was the city lord, Wang Tong had spent little time on affairs concerning the city. He didn't take over the Maersa City because he wanted to control the Maersa district; he did it to prepare for something much greater: his coup de grace.

The soldiers' spirit rose as they felt their strength increase by the day. Wang Tong had handpicked five hundred soldiers as the elite unit. It consisted of a hundred or so Mastery casters, and four hundred METAL warriors. The main duty of the elite group was to inspire the other soldiers around them.

Mass production of the energy gun was never part of Wang Tong's plan. However, the gods were kind this time and bestowed the gift to the humans. However, despite the positive effect it would make on the battlefield, Wang Tong knew that he could not rely on it to change the fate of humanity.

”Tianzong, how was the drafting of the reserve parties.”

”Slow. We have lots of applications, but not a lot of them can make the cut.”

”Hehe, let's try the best we can. This is going to be a hell of a fight. We can't force others to risk their lives either.”