Amid the old man's constant protests, he was escorted out by the Guard.
"Industrial chain, huh…" Charles muttered to himself.
Of course, he too desired an industrial chain as mature as that of British Island, but the problem was that he didn't have it. If he had to start from scratch, only God knew how long it would take.
"With hundreds of people, there ought to be other solutions, right? Besides, they are all designers from British Island. Technically speaking, they are among the top of the North Sea Domain."
If there really was no other way, Charles would have to send people to gather materials from other islands, but this was not only time-consuming and labor-intensive, but also not guaranteed since the other party might not be willing to sell.
As the industrial hub of the North Sea Domain, British Island's complete annihilation had a multifaceted impact on the entire Earth Sea.
