Extreme Cold Era: Shelter Don't Keep Waste-Chapter 520 - 489 Perfikot’s Praise

"Please wait here for a moment, Count Brandelis will be with you shortly." A maid led Schopenhauer and Weasley to a reception room and served them tea and snacks.

The two sat down on the sofa, looking somewhat reserved.

However, the red tea and snacks provided by the maid quickly made them a bit more relaxed.

In the Empire’s homeland, supplies had already fallen into a state of scarcity, and even people like Schopenhauer and Weasley hadn’t had the chance to drink red tea for quite some time, let alone eat other snacks.

The tea leaves in the Empire’s homeland all had to be imported from the Eastern Colonies. Now that sea shipping had almost completely ceased, even if the Empire could continue to maintain contact with the colonies using Flying Airships and engage in a certain amount of trade, they would prioritize carrying vital and precious goods, making it impossible to spare valuable transportation capacity for luxury items like tea leaves.

Of course, if it were the Northern Territory Count, she truly had the means to enjoy such luxuries.

After all, she invented the Flying Airship, and all the Flying Airship manufacturing plants in the Empire had to pay her patent fees, while those companies operating Flying Airship transport businesses were even eager to ingratiate themselves with the mother of Flying Airships, hoping she could provide subsequent upgrades and modification plans for the Flying Airships.

Although other alchemists and engineers could also do such things, compared to Perfikot, the inventor, others’ designs were rarely as eye-catching or innovative.

And to please Perfikot, transporting some tea leaves for her using the Flying Airship was really a trivial matter.

In the end, if a person drinks tea, how many pounds of tea can be consumed in a year, even if they drink it every day? It’s very easy to spare space on a Flying Airship for a few boxes of tea leaves.

However, the ability to spare space on a Flying Airship doesn’t mean everyone has the right to enjoy this privilege and service. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

Just like many things might just be a matter of the person asking, but the power, status, and invisible influence involved behind these requests are quite astonishing.

And for Schopenhauer, who had not had tea for almost half a year, this luxurious treatment was enough to make him fully realize Perfikot’s immense power and influence.

"I didn’t expect to be able to drink such fine red tea in the Northern Territory, it’s truly..." Schopenhauer expressed his feelings, and at this moment, the door of the reception room was directly pushed open.

"Count Brandelis has arrived." The attendant at the door announced loudly, and Perfikot walked in with a technical report in her hand.

She seemed to have heard Schopenhauer’s remark, casually replying, "It’s just tea leaves. If you like, you can ask the maid later to prepare a can for you."

"Thank you very much, Count!" Schopenhauer hurriedly stood up and bowed to Perfikot in respect.

Weasley, on the side, also hurriedly swallowed the snack in his mouth and similarly bowed to Perfikot.

Although mages often act very arrogantly, Weasley really has no capital to be arrogant in front of the Northern Territory Count, such a top-tier aristocrat of the Empire.

After all, during these months involved in research, he fully recognized what an astounding person the Northern Territory Count really was.

"No need for formalities, I don’t like these empty courtesies. I prefer more substantive matters, like telling me about your technical ideas, how did you come up with the plan to combine the Magic Array with the Energy Tower?" Perfikot sat down on a sofa in the reception room, appearing casual and relaxed, yet her eyes revealed a hint of curiosity: "Although this is the research result of the previous Magic Association President, Endymion, to be able to dig it out from old documents and combine it with something completely unrelated to magic like the Energy Tower..."

Perfikot deliberately paused here, focusing her gaze on Weasley, almost making the young mage think there was something dirty on his face from eating the snack earlier.

Then she continued saying, "From what I understand about the Magic Association, and from what a lady familiar with the Magic Association introduced, this is probably not something you could have thought of, nor something those stubborn old folks at the Magic Association could agree upon."

"Uh, actually, it was a spontaneous idea." Mage Weasley awkwardly scratched his red hair and showed a slightly embarrassed smile to Perfikot: "I was tasked with searching the association’s archives for information that could address the doomsday crisis and found the previous president’s research result. Then I had this spontaneous idea of whether it could continuously supply the Magic Array with energy by connecting a boiler to it through this technology.

I told my mentor about this idea and demonstrated a model I made myself. Although he initially opposed it, accusing me of being unorthodox, he eventually supported me and helped persuade the association’s President Grindelwald to secure a cooperation opportunity with the church."

"I see, I must say you’re much brighter than those stubborn ones." Perfikot’s words were a compliment to Weasley, but from another perspective, they were entirely dismissive of the Magic Association: "However, although this idea is very creative, the means or mindset you used to realize it is actually..."

Perfikot tried to think of words that were less derogatory and harsh, eventually settling on the term "rigid."

"You could completely bypass at least seven energy conversion procedures. Haven’t you noticed that in your designed energy conversion process, at least six steps have repetitive functions? Magic does it once, alchemy does it once, the functions completely overlap, the process is meaningless, and what could be accomplished once, you repeated three times." Perfikot shook her head, helplessly tossing the technical report onto the coffee table: "Didn’t you have technical exchanges and checks? How could such absurd things happen?"

"We did have technical exchanges, but..." Schopenhauer and Weasley exchanged a glance and saw embarrassment in each other’s eyes: "We mainly thought there were technical barriers and gaps between magic and alchemy. Although both technologies can be combined, ultimately, they are two different technical systems. We worried there would be issues in grafting them together."

"Is that so? In short, it’s still technical conservatism, and those old guys restricted you from disclosing the technical core, right?" Perfikot pinpointed the core issue directly.

Yet she didn’t overly criticize the two before her, instead giving them a compliment: "Although your problem-solving mindset is rigid and conservative, and your design can hardly be described as innovative, it must be said that coming up with this solution is indeed difficult, and you deserve a compliment for it."