I build nuclear bombs in the giant world.

Chapter 129 Bondage
At night, after finishing the handover, Ian returned to the royal residence.

During the next period of time, except for matters related to nuclear engineering, he will no longer care about it.

Mikasa, Eren, Dana and Armin will return to the nuclear industry area with him to concentrate on making cores.

Today was a rare day off. He took a noon to attend the wedding ceremony of Mikasa and Allen, but he would set off again early tomorrow morning and leave directly on a special plane.

As the heir to the Warhammer Titan, the day he leaves, the manufacturing of nuclear centrifuges will stop for a day. Five months have passed, and the industrial chain of steel parts and the troubleshooting of centrifuges have only been completed. So far, the nuclear industry has The output of the centrifuge can only be [-] units per day.

Although the speed can continue to increase in the future, this can only be achieved if he manufactures key parts non-stop around the clock.

Time is very tight. Although 2000 centrifuges are already in operation in the nuclear industry zone, it is not enough.

You know, even if [-] centrifuges work for two years, they can only produce one nuclear bomb. But how can one nuclear bomb be enough?
He has no time to rest. It can be said that this industry relies on the power of the Warhammer Giant to operate roughly.

There, he pushed himself to the extreme every day. In addition to sleeping and eating, he spent 24 hours a day, 18 hours a day, repeatedly making parts.

Thanks to this high-intensity work, his mastery of power has reached a master level. He has learned how to use the minimum physical strength and calculation power to produce the most and the best parts.

He feels that his production speed can continue to increase. Ideally, he should be able to assemble upwards of a hundred nuclear centrifuges in one day.

At least within this year, the production of [-] nuclear centrifuges will be completed.

Electricity is also a big problem. Once a nuclear centrifuge is running, the amount of electricity it consumes is extremely exaggerated.

The construction of the super-large Giant Power Plant must keep up, but even with the addition of Giant's labor force, the completion rate of this huge project in the past five months is still less than 30.00%.

Two years to build the first nuclear bomb is actually a relatively ideal situation.

A conservative estimate would take him three years to definitely complete the production and test explosion of the first nuclear bomb.

As for how to delay time, this was not something he had to consider. He chose to trust his comrades and leave all relevant matters to Hanji, Erwin and others.

Dragging his tired body, he got out of the car and entered the gate of the mansion.

Historia stood there waiting for him, wearing a dress and holding something.

The lights were on in the garden behind her, and the dinner was not over yet.

Mikasa and Allen can only stay here for one day. As the owner of the Ancestral Power, Allen is responsible for controlling the super giant in the power plant.

They have to leave with Ian tomorrow morning, so they can only take advantage of today to celebrate and be happy.

"I left it for you." Historia held a bamboo basket in her arms. She covered the bamboo basket with her coat to keep it warm, and said softly: "Let's eat first."

"Thank you." Ian stretched out his hand and took the basket.

The feeling of holding it was unexpectedly heavy. He couldn't help but wonder, how long had Historia been waiting for him at the door?

She didn't have to wait like this. Before leaving, Ian never said that he would definitely come back for dinner tonight.

She stood here waiting, maybe waiting for nothing.

Ian opened his mouth, but in the end said nothing.

Historia did not complain about him, but just led him to sit under the pavilion in the garden.Ian opened the coat covering the bamboo basket and took out the lunch boxes inside one by one.

He didn't have dinner because he was a little hungry.

It was probably because he was almost exhausted every day, and during this time his appetite gradually increased.

He sat at the stone table under the pavilion and had a sumptuous dinner. It was a wedding banquet after all. There were seafood, steak, soft croissants and crispy biscuits.

It's not cold, it's warm, like someone's body temperature.

At this time, he didn't pay much attention to etiquette. He sandwiched the beef and lobster meat with bread, smeared it with rich sauce, and ate it as a steamed bun with meat.

Histria brought him a cup of hot milk tea and sat quietly beside him.
Wisteria flowers grow around the support pillars, the hanging vines are green and lush, and the cool spring breeze ruffles the girl's hair.

In the garden, the light strips were shining like stars, the band was playing music, Eren and Mikasa were holding hands, and more than a dozen people formed a circle, dancing in front of the bonfire. Their faces were slightly red, and they looked like they had been drunk. With little to drink, they loudly sang the traditional folk songs of the Eldians and raised the wine bottles in their hands.

It was very lively there, and Historia's emerald green eyes reflected the firelight. She suddenly leaned over and put her head on Ian's shoulder.

"Mikasa and Eren both told me that you are leaving tomorrow. When will you come back next time?"

Ian hesitated and said, "I don't know."

He really didn't know when he could come back. There were too many things that he needed to deal with. The moment he became the heir of the Warhammer Giant, he carried the fate of many people on his shoulders.

His life is not free.

The atmosphere was silent for a moment, neither of them spoke.

Ian felt the girl's body temperature. To be honest, he couldn't figure out how he felt about Histria.

He felt that Histria was more like his sister. He had taken care of this child since she was a child, and watched her grow from such a young child to the princess that everyone was looking for today.

His affection for this girl is more of a family affection, mixed with a lot of guilt. He supported her to become a princess, and he also wanted to take advantage of her.

Historia was just stuck in the vortex of the past. Looking back, she didn't do anything to help her at all. Instead, she created a lot of value for the new government.

It's not an exaggeration. The status of "Prince's Daughter" can directly affect the financial revenue of the royal capital.

Ian felt that he had restrained Histria, but he had no choice. At this critical moment, both parties could not escape.

He hoped that Historia would maintain her status as a "princess", at least until the nuclear bomb was built.

The two of them remained silent, and then Historia pulled him up from his seat, pushed him to the campfire, and danced.

After dancing, Historia picked up the bottle and drank a lot. She drank until she vomited.

When she woke up the next day, she only vaguely remembered that a warm embrace forced her to the bed. She rushed out of the room, only to find that everyone else had left.

Perhaps because she drank the fragment, the headache that had not occurred for a long time appeared on her body again.

She had other arrangements in the afternoon, so she didn't have time to relax, so she put on the gorgeous clothes of a princess and went to the south of the city to promote the newly opened railway.

(End of this chapter)