Once a hundred cultivators from the three divisions were equipped with iron swords, they would form an army that would provide Moon with unchallenged power in this united world.
Such a force could silence all opposers.
Himmel Soan wanted to build this army to prepare for any contingency.
"A hundred? I can finish by tomorrow. I can figure out all the parameters after personally forging three or four swords. I'll then input the data into the computer, and we'll be able to make the swords as fast as on an assembly line," said Roams.
Building swords in that way wasn't difficult. With adequate data, they could mass-produce such swords. Iron swords built by machines would be the same as the ones forged by Roams.
Himmel Soan nodded.
As long as the swords were made, he didn't care about the method. He only needed them to have the same quality and effect.
"Keep working on it. I'm going to see the president." Himmel Soan disappeared from the spot.
