Chapter 295: Chapter 295: The Infinite Ore
"All done. Let’s go."
Ren’s divine power receded. He’d already moved the Foster Iron Mine’s resources to the surface—now they just needed to be collected like clay deposits and sent to the steel mill for processing.
Given the reserves at Foster Iron Mine, at least for the first few decades of magic-tech industrial development, the entire continent wouldn’t run short on iron ore.
Everything was going pretty smoothly.
But that was all within the expected range, part of the original plan, so Ren didn’t think much of it.
"Don’t you want to stick around and see what your believer does next?" The Goddess of Magic smiled knowingly.
Maybe it was just him, but in the mortal realm, her human side seemed way more pronounced.
"If you want to watch, that’s totally fine."
Ren smiled back.
Actually, the fact that she asked already proved the Goddess of Magic wanted to watch.
Soon enough, the scene appeared on the Magic Net.
With so many clerics, miners, and other personnel on site—not to mention dragons circling overhead making deliveries—not everyone was participating in the ritual. Some bold folks were even using the God of Technology’s Magic Net to record prayers to the God of Technology.
The video went viral the moment it dropped.
"Such a massive prayer ritual, and there wasn’t a single word about it beforehand!"
"If I’d known ahead of time, I definitely would’ve gone."
"It looks incredible!"
"Oh my god, it’s actually a prayer to summon a miracle. The terrain here changed completely. This is... this is summoning an iron mine!? If I were the local lord, I’d be too excited to sleep!"
"Any experts here who can explain what kind of prayer scale and rituals you’d need to get a mine like this in your territory?!"
"Is it possible this was already the continent’s biggest iron mine, and this miracle just moved it to the surface? Even if that’s the case, it’s still pretty amazing."
"What do you mean ’continent’s biggest iron mine’? We dwarves don’t buy that! Our holy city is built inside an iron mine, and we’ve been mining and digging for tens of thousands of years without the slightest sign of running out."
"Whoa, we’ve even got dwarves on the Magic Net now. That’s rare!"
"Hard to say if it’s number one on the continent, but it’s definitely the biggest iron mine in human-controlled territory."
"Your priorities are kinda weird. Shouldn’t we be worshiping the God of Technology’s awesome power right now? Honestly, I’m thinking about converting."
The moment what happened at Foster Iron Mine appeared on the Magic Net, it drew countless onlookers.
The more powerful someone was, the more shocked they felt.
They couldn’t help comparing themselves to a god—just how big was the gap?
The answer: they couldn’t even open a decent mine shaft.
So they gradually let it go.
When the gap’s too huge, you stop caring.
As for ordinary folks, they were mainly just amazed.
In this world, most people had faith, but the vast majority would never see a miracle in their entire lives.
That’s just how this world worked.
Seeing one now just felt magical, awe-inspiring, made you want to convert.
Southern territory of the Kingdom of Dawn.
Viscount Roster, feeling pretty anxious, had no mind for anything else. His eyes stayed glued to his Magic Net phone.
Sometimes he’d refresh his private messages. The rest of the time, he was browsing everywhere, trying to see if there was any third-party news.
When what happened at Foster Iron Mine appeared on the Magic Net, Viscount Roster froze for a second, then his face lit up with pure joy: "The god is truly great! This kind of move is terrifying..."
What was iron ore? The foundation of everything.
Up to now, most Magic Conductors needed steel frames.
And there were a lot of them.
You could even say most Magic Conductors required iron ore.
And as time went on, that demand would keep rising. Looking ahead, the future demand for iron ore was bound to explode.
Pretty much every city worldwide, every castle, every town, every new company spawned by the magic-tech industry would be filled with steel.
The Magic Conductors they developed, magic-powered cars, magic-powered trains, the new-style buildings Lava General and his crew came up with... everything needed countless mines.
Viscount Roster figured this was a core bottleneck holding back Magic Conductor development.
No way around it—iron ore production was limited!
To solve this problem, Viscount Roster had put in who knows how much effort. Mining machinery, mining regulations, partnerships with various iron-producing regions... but it was barely enough to keep things going, not really effective.
He’d been wondering how to proceed, how to solve this issue—even if it meant just putting a band-aid on it, buying some time to see if they could somehow turn things around.
Turned out, the God of Technology stepped in.
In just a few minutes, they now had such a massive, easily accessible giant iron mine.
Just looking at it gave you the feeling of limitless, inexhaustible resources. Under these circumstances, did his previous worries even matter anymore?
"Never have to worry about running out of steel again. No, I need to have the territory get ready. As soon as the ore from Foster Iron Mine arrives, we’ll start smelting steel right away, expand production, recruit more people, and completely cover the southern territory."
Viscount Roster quickly found his footing and started laying out the rest based on this, accelerating magic-tech industrial development.
With unlimited energy extraction confirmed and iron ore supply basically guaranteed, Viscount Roster’s actions became pretty bold.
He wasn’t alone—the mid and high-level managers and R&D personnel stationed at Roster territory felt the same way.
Wandering Wild Mage was still pulling his hair out analyzing magic-powered vehicles. He kept feeling like there was room for improvement, but he just couldn’t find that flash of inspiration.
Suddenly, his door burst open. His apprentice ran in excitedly: "Wild Mage, the God of Technology’s miracle appeared in the mortal realm! We’ve got a super huge iron mine now, and it’s really easy to extract. I think we don’t need to worry about a lot of things anymore."
"What do you mean?"
Wild Mage paused, a bit confused.
The apprentice quickly pulled out his Magic Net and showed him the video. "Look, Lava General’s side now has such a huge iron mine. There’s no way we can use it all. So naturally, we don’t need to be so conservative anymore."
Wild Mage, who’d been pretty indifferent at first, suddenly froze...
As time went on, more and more people on the Magic Net discussed this, every single one of them amazed by the God of Technology’s miracle.
Meanwhile, after the ritual ended, Ren and the Goddess of Magic left Foster Iron Mine, planning to accomplish the other reason they’d come to the mortal realm.