Extreme Cold Era: Shelter Don't Keep Waste-Chapter 859 - 88: The Crisis in Langdon

Perfikot stood in the command center of the Floating City, overlooking Langton City through the heavy glass window.

The outline of the city was faintly visible amidst the snowstorm, with sparse pedestrians on the streets wrapped in heavy clothing, hurrying along.

Although the situation in Langton had somewhat improved, her brow remained furrowed. She knew the city's peace was merely a facade, with an undercurrent of crisis ready to erupt at any moment.

"Count, the Alchemist Association has sent a message that they have successfully improved the new fuel furnace device." An attendant hurried into the command room, holding a thick report in his hands, his tone containing a trace of barely concealed excitement.

Perfikot took the report, her fingertips lightly tracing the edge of the parchment, her eyes swiftly scanning the text.

The report detailed the working principles and performance parameters of the new fuel furnace.

Compared to traditional fuel furnaces, this new device not only had higher burning efficiency but could also operate stably in extremely cold environments, reducing fuel consumption.

More importantly, it adopted a modular design, making it convenient for mass production and installation.

"Very good." Perfikot nodded slightly, a hint of satisfaction in her eyes, "Immediately arrange manpower to apply this technology to Langton's heating system. The shelters in the lower city must be prioritized for renovation."

The attendant respectfully nodded and then turned to leave.

Perfikot's gaze fell back to the outside, yet her thoughts had already drifted towards a more distant future.

She knew that the energy problem had always been a weak spot for Langton and even the entire Empire.

Although the introduction of petroleum fuel had alleviated some pressure, with the ever-increasing demand for fuel, the supply issue remained severe.

The improvement of the new fuel furnace was undoubtedly an important breakthrough, but whether it could completely solve the Empire's energy crisis was still an unknown.

She turned and walked to the control platform, her fingers gently tapping on the alchemy control table, calling up the resource distribution map of the Empire.

On the map, several cities surrounding Langton were marked in red, symbolizing areas active with separatist forces.

These cities appeared peaceful on the surface, but secretly they were hoarding resources, even colluding with the Evil God Sect.

"Count, the inspection report of the Floating City has been completed." Another attendant came in, handing over a thick document, with a hint of caution in his tone.

Perfikot took the document and quickly went through it.

The report detailed the inspections of the Floating City across the Empire's cities, including resource allocation, public sentiments, and potential separatist activities.

"It seems some people are still not giving up." Perfikot sneered coldly, a hint of a cold light flashing in her eyes.

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Meanwhile, in the shelters within Langton City, the citizens were enjoying the long-lost warmth. With the introduction of the new fuel furnace, the heating system in the shelters became more stable, maintaining a comfortable indoor temperature.

Children played and frolicked in the warm shelter, while adults gathered together, discussing the Empire's future.

"I heard Count Perfikot has improved the fuel furnace again, now we won't have to worry about freezing during winter." A middle-aged woman said with a smile, holding a steaming cup of tea, her face relaxed in rare ease.

"Indeed, Count Perfikot is truly our savior." Another elderly man nodded in agreement, his eyes full of gratitude.

His face was marked with the traces of time, but his cheeks had a healthy flush, clearly revitalized by a few hearty meals. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

However, not everyone was satisfied with Perfikot's rule.

In the dark corners of Langton, a group of separatists were plotting a new rebellion plan.

"Though Perfikot's Floating City is powerful, it's not invincible," a separatist leader said in a low voice, his voice echoing with a chill in the dimly lit basement, "As long as we can disrupt her fuel supply, Langton City will fall into paralysis, and then will be our best time to strike back."

"But Langton's fuel system is heavily guarded, how can we get close?" Another separatist frowned and asked, his tone tinged with unease.

"I've already contacted the Evil God Sect, they're willing to help." The leader sneered, a trace of cunning flashing in his eyes, "As long as we can create enough chaos, Langton will be paralyzed."

The separatists' plan was brewing in the shadows, while Perfikot knew nothing of it.

She was busy handling the Empire's affairs, trying to find a way out for the Empire in the doomsday winter.

Several days later, Perfikot left Langton aboard the Floating City, heading to the cities rampant with separatist activities.

She decided to personally suppress these rebels and eradicate the Empire's hidden dangers completely.

The engines of the Floating City roared, its massive mechanical structure glinting coldly amid the snowstorm.

Perfikot stood in the command room, her gaze like a blade cutting over the city's outline below. She knew this operation was destined to be full of bloodshed and sacrifice, but she had no choice. The Empire's future must not be destroyed by these separatists.

However, just the day after the Floating City left Langton, a sudden attack shattered Langton's peace.

The separatists, with the assistance of the Evil God Sect, successfully sabotaged Langton's fuel supply system. Although the city still had reserves, the damage caused immense panic.

Meanwhile, the separatists seized the opportunity to incite public discontent, attempting to provoke a large-scale rebellion.

"Perfikot abandoned us! She only cares about herself and doesn't care whether we live or die!" A separatist shouted loudly in the streets, trying to stir up the citizens' anger.

His voice was particularly piercing in the cold wind, like a sharp blade, tearing through the once-peaceful air.

The situation in Langton quickly became critical, and Perfikot, far away, was unaware of it.

The future of the Empire once again fell into an unknown mist.

In the command room of the Floating City, Perfikot's focus remained intense.

She was still unaware that Langton was plunged into an unprecedented crisis at that moment.

Her thoughts were still on how to completely eradicate the separatist forces, her fingers lightly tapping on the alchemy control table, bringing up the resource distribution map of the Empire.

"Count, an urgent message from Langton." An attendant hurriedly entered the command room, his face pale, with a trace of panic in his tone.

Perfikot looked up, her gaze like a knife sweeping over the attendant's face, "Speak."

"The fuel supply system has been sabotaged, the entire city is paralyzed. Separatists are inciting public riots, the situation is out of control." The attendant's voice trembled, as if every word carried a thousand-pound weight.

Perfikot's brows furrowed tightly, a cold glint flashed in her eyes.

She knew behind this crisis lay not just a conspiracy of separatists, the involvement of the Evil God Sect complicated the situation further.

"Immediately return." She coldly ordered, her voice carrying an undeniable authority, "Notify the Steam Knight Order, prepare to suppress the riot."

The engines of the Floating City roared once more, its massive mechanical structure turned in the snowstorm, rushing towards Langton swiftly.