Reborn In 17th century India with Black Technology-Chapter 934: The New Era!!!

A few months passed in the blink of an eye. It was May, the 3rd month according to the Vedic and the 5th month according to the Gregorian calendars. Ugadi ended with a big bang, and so did the year-end summit and the elections. As expected, there were no changes in the Cabinet Government of the Central Government, but there were changes in the cabinets of the State Governments, with even the Chief Ministers and cabinet ministers changing in several states. Even so, this was not a surprise to anyone.

In the meantime, the Russo-Ottoman War resumed in full force, taking over 40,000 lives in only a few weeks. The Battle of Transylvania is already turning out to be one of the bloodiest battles in history. The Russians, obtaining the advanced artillery and military equipment manufactured by the Bharatiya Empire, hit the Ottomans in full force, unwilling to be on the defensive, while the Ottomans, who had over 4 months to rest, unloaded everything they had prepared, be it people, money, or artillery.

Reading about the constant battle reports made Vijay’s heart feel extremely heavy, and the sense of foreboding he constantly felt proceeded to increase. If it were anyone else, they would have chalked it up to being extremely cautious, but Vijay, who owes his life to his senses not once but multiple times, has come to trust it immensely.

Unfortunately, he could not figure out why Transylvania was giving him, a person in the Bharatiya Empire, a bad feeling. In the end, the only thing he could do was to further press Roshan to obtain more intelligence on the frontline of the battle to figure out if there is anything fishy.

Apart from Vijay’s concerns, an amazing thing happened in the empire, where the third batch of Kesari engines, now named Kesari K1 engines, began to be delivered to various Special Economic Zones all over the empire.

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The people at Gangapuri were taken aback when large amounts of black smoke, as if a dried forest had caught on fire, rose up into the air like a black-void dragon stretching its wings. Thankfully, they were warned beforehand about what would happen, so it did not cause too much trouble.

The various iron and steel companies that decided to settle in the Gangapuri Iron Industrial Zone immediately put the steam engine to use and started work the next day after debugging.

Powered by the Kesari K1 steam engine, whose thermal conversion efficiency has increased by 5% and the power output efficiency by nearly 10%, the conveyor belt in various industrial companies moved at a constant speed, churning out metal ingots and rebar processed by the skilled hands of the workers faster than the iron was smelted.

The companies had to order more furnaces and come up with a new method of smelting called the batch processing method.

The months of training the workers had endured finally paid off. Their hands moved with speed and precision, and every cut they made was as if they had rulers in their eyes.

People from the logistics companies rushed from one factory to another, moving products as fast as they could. The streets were crowded with people hurrying about, either hard at work or on their way to it.

The industrial zone quickly turned grimy, but no one seemed bothered. To the workers and the locals, it felt like proof of life and momentum. Even the policemen patrolling the streets of the Iron Industrial Zone in Gangapuri found themselves swept up in that same sense of urgency and restlessness.

The textile industrial zone in Palanagari attracted all the large textile companies in the Empire, be it Bakshi Textiles, Hima Textiles, Joshi Silks, Shree and Shreemati Boutique, or any other up-and-coming large-scale textile manufacturers.

Powered by the Kesari K1 engine, the Gupta Ram Mechanical Loom spun at a constant speed and continued to churn out high-quality fabric under the skilful hands of the women textile workers.

The Gupta Ram Mechanical Loom was already seen as the biggest invention in the field of the textile industry, immediately doubling the speed of textile production, but coupling the Gupta Ram Mechanical Loom with the Kesari Engine was like adding flexibility and dexterity to an elephant. Its efficiency, under the right hands, reached a level that was almost a league above its previous self.

Driven by the belt connected to the Kesari Engine, the dozens of mechanical looms on the factory floor all ran simultaneously, spinning their gears and moving their shuttles at high speeds.

The women were working the loom effortlessly as their dexterous hands weaved through the threads into the desired fabric.

The repetitive sound of mechanical looms echoed throughout the textile industrial zone in Pala Nagari. No one found the noise annoying, after all, the zone had started employing people from across the state and even neighbouring states to meet the growing demand of retailers and exporters.

It had already become the lifeblood of the surrounding villages and towns.

The coconut industrial zone in Cheranadu stood like a beacon in a dark ocean, drawing people from all across the southern part of the empire, full of excitement and expectation.

Supreet was just one among hundreds of workers lined up to register at one of the factories in the zone. His mind was filled with curiosity, and, more than anything, with expectation. As he looked at the black smoke rising into the sky like a long, primordial Shesha Naga (world-devouring serpent), he began to feel restless.

The line shortened quickly, and it was finally his turn to enter the industrial zone. Supreet looked around, and there were recruiters everywhere, looking for people with some skill or simply labourers willing to work. It was almost like a fish market, or rather, even more chaotic.

Supreet heard a recruiter call out for someone proficient in oil making. Supreet’s face immediately lit up, as he knew how to make oil, especially coconut oil, so he went forward and signed up.

"I know how to make coconut oil."

As expected, he was immediately recruited by a company called Nirmala Private Limited. He was brought to a machine that apparently presses the coconut shreds so oil could be squeezed out of them.

His job was to press the coconut until all the oil and juices had come out of it.

The job was simple enough, but still, he was paid over 1000 Varaha’s a month, which was a kind of money he had never seen in his life.

People like Supreet were just cogs in the vast and intricate industrial zone, a machine in its own right. And even within this machine, every part moved with purpose, each playing its role to keep the whole system running smoothly.

The manufacturing industries, powered by the Kesari engines, churned out coconut biscuits, soaps, oils, ropes, medicines, sweets, and more, faster than ever before. To support this surge in production, logistics companies rapidly expanded their operations, ensuring that the supply chain kept pace and that production never slowed.

The five banks of the empire were relentlessly approving loans at record speed, fuelling factory expansions across the zone.

Construction companies stood just a step away, tools ready, waiting to scale up any client’s factory at a moment’s notice. And the investment banks, driven by the millions of Varaha pouring in from investors eager to back the future, kept feeding capital to the hungry manufacturers, as if they were endlessly feeding a behemoth whose appetite only grew stronger.

This situation was not happening in only one or two industrial zones. It was happening all over the empire which received the supply of the Kesari engines, be it the glass industrial zone of Anuradhapuri, cement industrial zone of Paramarapuri (Madhya Pradesh), sandalwood industrial zone of Vijayanagara, bamboo industrial zone of Ahom, coal industrial zone in Kalachuri Nagar (Chhattisgarh), or any other state.

The factory managers and chief engineers across the empire left home one day...only to return briefly, not to rest, but to grab blankets and bedsheets.

"Hey, you forgot your toothbrush," said a wife.

"Hey, you forgot the undergarments," said another.

In Vijay’s last life, industrialisation hadn’t progressed this rapidly. Britain, back then, lacked a standardised machine tool structure that could instantly adapt to the power of the steam engine. For the English, it took several years for the steam engine to enter the mainstream, and even more time to spark the Industrial Revolution.

But in this life, Vijay had spent the last 20 years laying the groundwork for industrialisation. As a result, everything in the empire moved as if greased with butter.

The financial systems were fully prepared to bear the weight of the Industrial Revolution. The logistics networks, driven by private capital, were expanding without pause. The construction sector had its hands ready, prepared to move at a moment’s notice. Even tool suppliers like Sri Ranga Industrial Tools, along with other machinery providers, were scaling up alongside their clients, matching their pace step for step.

"It’s up, it’s up, it’s up!"

"Hahaahahaha"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Driven by the almost maniacal expansion, the stock markets had gone crazy. The indexes rose by several hundred points at a time, rising by 5 to 6% every hour, making the scene in Kolkata and Mangaluru look like a festival, where people could be seen hugging each other with bright smiles on their faces, singing and dancing, crying their hearts out, and even throwing around huge parties in celebration.

Kokila Chandrashekar Bhatia, a cautious investor, normally only invested in agricultural companies for their steady and risk-free returns, but affected by the atmosphere in the stock exchange and the almost miracle-like rise of stock prices in the manufacturing sector and the related sectors, she, for the first time, made a large investment in a manufacturing company.

Edward Becker, a newly naturalised German Jew, seeing the market trend, immediately invested nearly half of his liquid assets into the stock exchange, straight into carriage manufacturers.

Thomas Nordwick, a Polish businessman, realising the vitality and opportunities in the Bharatiya Empire, and looking around at the people who were having the best day in their lives, He applied for naturalisation on impulse and decided to become a part of the Bharatiya Empire, completely immigrating his whole family from Polish-Lithuania.

Kokila, Edward, and Thomas were just a few examples of how people were affected by the once-in-a-lifetime change that was happening in the Bharatiya Empire. If every worker working in the industrial zones was a cog in a giant machine, then for the ancient titan that is the Bharatiya Empire, every industrial zone is its body part, all the backbone highway and roadway networks were its arteries and veins, Arkha Dristhi communication lines its nerves, the logistics its blood, and the exploding financial situation its energy.

People all over the empire simultaneously understood that they had arrived in a new era. An era that came after piercing the threshold of humanity.

Many people did not understand just how impactful the time they were living through was. But historians continued to make analogies that put things into perspective, which made the Baby Boomers, Generation X, Millennials, Gen Z, and Gen Alpha in the future understand just how magical the era under the rule of the Supreme Emperor Vijay Devaraya was.

"The time it took His Majesty to completely put the Bharatiya Empire on the stage of world superpowers was less than the time some people took to travel the world."

"The time it took His Majesty to develop a machine that would move the mountains was less than the time it took the Chinese to build the Great Wall."

"The time between the invention of the steam engine under His Majesty’s rule and the time when the first satellite was put into orbit was less than 100 years."

"The time between His Majesty’s invention of the Kesari K1 engine to the invention of the Kesari K2 engine produced more millionaires than the entire span of twenty years since His Majesty came to power combined."

"The time it took to translate all major scientific texts into Bharatiya languages was shorter than the time it took the French to give up their monarchy." ƒreewebɳovel.com

"The time it took His Majesty’s steam fleet to circle the globe was less than the time it took Magellan to die trying."

Analogies like this were continued to be made, sometimes for educational purposes, but sometimes it was to make the Gen Z and Millennials feel old and worthless. But overall, ultimately, one could tell how influential the current life of the Bharatiyas was in the eyes of the people of the future.

P.S. It feels like all the world-building until now culminated in this Chapter. Hopefully, I have conveyed my thoughts effectively.

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