Lord Louis sometimes seems to know the answers in advance, directly pointing to the result.
No one knows the reason, and no one questions it; they just know these judgments will ultimately be confirmed by facts.
Mike did not respond immediately, staring at the marked Red Earth Slope, then looking down again at the charcoal lines on the blueprint that hadn't dried yet, as if recalculating every possible mistake in his mind.
Then he raised his head and looked at Louis. "One month, give me one month, and I'll lead the Alchemy Furnace team to get the mix right."
"If this stuff is really as hard as you say," he grinned, his tone unable to suppress the excitement, "I'll personally pour the road in Gray Rock Province for you."
Mike sat down, and Cyril from the Health Department finally looked up.
She closed her notebook, pressing her fingertip on the cover as if verifying something: "Being full is not enough; we must stay alive."
