Chapter 1508
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After the morning business hours ended, Meg went to the factory in the north of the city.
Irina personally supervised the 20,000 night elves to build an exquisite log factory in a large open space in the north of the city.
If it weren't for the eye-catching chimneys, Meg would have thought that he had entered an art park.
Of course, the combination of chimneys and exquisite wood carving factory also showed a shocking sense of contrast.
"Why are you here?" Irina, who had arrived at the factory early in the morning, looked at Meg who walked into the office and was a little surprised.
"I came to see how the construction of our art hall is going," Meg said with a smile.
"Isn't it a factory?" Irina opened the window. Her office was on the fifth floor, and she could overlook several factories around her.
"Probably only the elves can build a factory so beautifully." Meg also walked to the window and looked at the factory that was almost completed. At a glance, the perfect combination of industry and nature made him a little amazed.
"I have a question to ask you." Irina pointed to the chimneys of the textile factory that were emitting black smoke and frowned slightly. "The smoke emitted after burning coal is poisonous and will have a very bad effect on plants and animals. I don't think it can continue to be emitted like this, and it shouldn't be promoted on a large scale."
Meg looked at the chimneys that were emitting black smoke that flew into the blue sky and didn't dissipate for a long time.
He didn't expect that the Environmental Protection Agency would still catch him.
But looking at this scene, Meg thought of the United Kingdom during the first industrial revolution. The tall chimneys announced the arrival of the age of steam, but humans still had to pay for everything they had done. The environment deteriorated, diseases were rampant, and the blue sky no longer existed.
Suddenly, he had doubts about his reckless decision to bring the steam engine to this world.
If this world entered the age of steam under his intervention, would it be beneficial or harmful to this world where magic existed?
Meg could not confirm the answer now, nor did he have the ability to deduce the overall situation. However, he was certain that if the steam engine was popularized and developed disorderly, the blue sky might be lost forever.
"This is indeed a problem that gives people a headache." Meg nodded. The burning of untreated coal produced a large amount of waste gas.
Elves were close to nature and were very sensitive to this.
Meg was silent for a moment before he said, "I will do some preliminary processing of the coal and remove sulfur from the smoke to reduce the emission of toxic gases."
"How much can it be reduced?" Irina asked.
"Currently, the methods we can use are limited. We can probably remove half of them," Meg said after some thought.
"Alright, I'll take care of the remaining half." Irina smiled sweetly. "I was still thinking about how to deal with the other half. This way, we can achieve a non-toxic discharge."
"Huh?" Meg looked at Irina with some surprise.
"I've planted a plant called Absorption Grass in the new chimney. It can survive in very extreme places and has a very strong absorption and purification ability. I've tested it. In a 50-meter-long chimney, it can effectively purify more than half of the toxic gases and then turn them into harmless substances," Irina explained.
"There's such a thing!" Meg was really a little surprised. The super biological decontamination method could achieve more than 50% of the decontamination effect by planting grass in the chimney.
This grass was simply born for decontamination.
"Is this why you want to build your own factory?" Meg looked at Irina. He had previously proposed to let the dwarven craftsmen build the factory. It was very efficient and accurate, but Irina rejected it.
"Yes." Irina nodded. She looked down at the busy elves, and said with a sense of mission, "We believe in the God of Life, and are close to the nature that nurtured us. We also love the existence of other life forms. There's no way we can accept the destruction and exploitation of nature to gain wealth."
"However, these iron lumps that can move by burning charcoal are not only used for our few factories, right?" Irina turned to look at Meg.
"Yes. This is a joint project between Miss Hill, Chaos City's city lord's castle, and I. The initial purpose is to launch the steam train, and then apply the steam engine to production to increase production efficiency." Meg nodded. These few factories could be considered as pilot projects. It might not take long for the steam engine to take over the world on a large scale and drag this world into the steam age.
"Can you control it?"
"No." Meg shook his head. No one could stop the high efficiency from replacing the low efficiency. He had already released the steam engine monster, and he no longer had the ability to take it back.
Irina's brows furrowed.
Meg pondered for a while, and said, "However, I might be able to get them to lower the emissions and reduce the damage to nature."
"But that's still damage." Irina's brows were still furrowed.
Meg fell silent. Although he felt that this was unavoidable, it was just as Irina had said. Even if the emissions were reduced, it was still damage.
Humans couldn't cherish and love nature and life like elves.
"Will it be okay if Amy can't see such a blue sky one day?"
Meg's heart suddenly skipped a beat. Amy had a pure heart like an elf, and her love for nature and life was no different from an elf's. If the blue sky and white clouds disappeared one day, she would definitely be very sad.
"I'll do my best to prevent that day from coming," Meg promised seriously.
"I'll be with you." Irina smiled at Meg.
Meg looked at the green factories below, and a smile also appeared on his face. "That's easy."
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"Boss, we still haven't gotten any information. None of the people who were caught last night were released. Even the girls from the brothel were not released." The manager looked at the gloomy Bennett nervously.
"Who is it that's messing with me?" Bennett slammed his palm on the coffee table, his face as dark as ink.
Who could mobilize such a large force from the Gray Temple? He still couldn't figure out when he had provoked such a terrifying enemy.
"Could it be that Amy's old —"
"It can't be him!" Bennett shook his head firmly. Meg wasn't even in the top 100 of his list of enemies.
He was just a chef. What right or ability did he have to mobilize the Gray Temple to mess with him?
"However, since the gambling den and brothel are gone, it seems like I have to do something seriously." Bennett got up, and casually picked up the hat at the side. He said in a low voice, "I'm going to see Miss Raina again. The hot pot restaurant can do without her, but the recipe must be —"
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