A Stay-at-home Dad's Restaurant In An Alternate World Chapter 1155

Chapter 1155: The Isolated And Defenseless Underground Cavern

A pot of black tea was sitting over the small stove as it boiled. The warm winter sun shone down on them. Mag leaned comfortably in the wooden chair, and looked at Gloria with a smile as he asked, “Miss Gloria, what do you want to talk to me about?”

“It's like this. Because of my family, I am still a board member in the Chamber of Commerce, but just two days ago, my grandfather suddenly approached me and said that my uncle, Cyril, wanted to vote me out of the board in the year-end celebration a few days later, and he had already contacted most of the board members for that.

“Although I don't really care about being a board member, my grandfather said that if I couldn't hold onto my position with my own capabilities, I would be eliminated from the list of candidates. If I managed to keep my spot, the inheritance that he had divided out for me to run would become mine forever.

“Tell me, what should I do?” Gloria asked Mag helplessly.

This is a rich family inheritance soap drama, Mag lamented on the inside. Although one could consider him to have been born rich in his previous life, because he was an only child, there had been no drama involving a fight for inheritance.

Because it was the Chamber of Commerce, other than Gloria, Mag did not fancy anyone from the Moreton Family. He did not think the a.s.sertive president or the sore loser Cyril were decent people.

He had sworn to overthrow the Chamber of Commerce and teach the people who set all the absurd rules a lesson.

Miss Scheer could be considered one of his p.a.w.ns in his grand scheme of things, while Miss Gloria, who was slowly revealing her business capabilities and slowly aiming for the Moreton Family inheritance, was his backup.

Of course, when he decided to help Gloria back then, he did not expect things to be so complicated. He only took it that he was giving a friend a helping hand.

Now that Blue Suede Fas.h.i.+on was growing rapidly, the production line became increasingly perfect because of Mag's suggestion to move towards a more efficient a.s.sembly line, and productivity also increased. Now, they had already obtained a vast piece of land in the Northern part of the city where they would build their new factory.

Gloria had shown great talent and judgement in business operations, and that wowed Mag. However, she was still a little too new when it comes to solving some daily matters.

“Judging from your grandfather's change in att.i.tude, I think he might have changed his views on the inheritor. If you can complete this mission, you might be able to vie for the spot with your uncle on a fair and levelled playing ground.

“However, since he dared to bring this up to your grandfather directly, he must have already garnered enough votes from the board members. Besides, he had been the sole inheritor of the Moreton Family for several years, so there should be more people who would think that he will end up as the inheritor of the Moreton Family.

“So, there is not much point in trying to convince the board members now. Your grandfather might be able to influence some of them, and make them judge fairly, but in such a short span of a few days, you won't be able to come up with anything to convince those board members, either,” Mag a.n.a.lyzed.

“So what should I do?” Gloria asked Mag. That was precisely why she felt like there was nothing she could do and came to him for advice.

“You could meet Miss Scheer. In the four major families of the Chamber of Commerce, other than the Moreton Family, the Buffett Family might be the most powerful. If she could stand at your side, there might be a different ending to this,” Mag said.

“Miss Scheer?” Gloria was slightly stunned. She shook her head, and said, ‘Miss Scheer and my grandfather are on bad terms because of the presidential election. She would definitely not take my side.”

“You won't know until you try,” Mag said with a smile as he poured a cup of black tea and put it in front of Gloria.

Gloria watched Mag's encouraging gaze and fell silent for a while before nodding her head. “Mm-hm. I will give it a shot. Even if I fail, I still have to give it a try.”

Gloria left after finis.h.i.+ng her cup of tea.

Mag enjoyed his tea alone for a while. He did not feel sleepy, so after clearing his tea set, he rode out on his bicycle. He had not received news about the elves for two days.

“It seems like the situation is a little tough for the Night Elves. I wonder if things are going smoothly for Firis and the others.” Mag, who had changed into his clothes after coming out from the little alley, had his brows tightly knotted.

He had spent quite a sum of gold coins on the latest news. The Wind Forest side had already surrounded all the underground caverns of the Night Elves. There had been several attacks launched on the defenses of the underground caverns. Although the terrain was to the Night Elves' advantage, the Wind Forest won in manpower and numbers. Now, the final line of defense for the Night Elves depended solely on Irina.

Although the goblins lent the underground caverns to the Night Elves, they did not have the intention to be involved in this war, so they had never given any form of help to the Night Elves.

Right now, the underground caverns were like an isolated and defenseless island. Everyone was basically sure that this rebellion would be settled very quickly. Even under Irina's lead, the Night Elves were just too weak to even nudge the governance of the Wind Forest.

“I must find a way to provide more help for Irina,” Mag muttered to himself. On his way back, Mag stopped by the blacksmith's shop. As he entered, he could hear the sound of metal moulding coming from the back.

“What are you doing here, Boss Mag?” Just as Mag walked to the entrance of the forging room, Mobai looked up at him in surprise.

“I have been thinking about some things regarding cannons that I wish to talk to you about,” Mag said with a smile.

Upon hearing that, Mobai's eyes lit up. He put the heavy hammer in his hand down with a chuckle, and said, “Then let's talk outside. I happen to have some questions I need to ask you.

“I've already made a cannon based on your previous suggestion, but I don't know why the cannonball would often explode inside the barrel, causing it to be damaged. The cannon cannot be fired and no damage is done. Besides, the power of cannonball cannot be increased further in the limited volume. I've done some calculations. A cannonball can only be deadly to 3rd-tier magic beasts,” Mobai said with a frown as he opened up a piece of paper.

Mag glanced at the paper, and asked, “Where's the barrel?”

“It's at the workshop out of town. I was afraid that it would be dangerous to try it out, so I built a workshop in a plain around five kilometers away from Chaos City,” Mobai answered.

“If it's convenient for you, please bring me over in the afternoon. There are many requirements for the barrel in order to make a cannon. As for the reason for the cannonball exploding in the barrier, I will only be able to tell after taking a look. I also have some thoughts about increasing the power of the cannonball, but we can discuss it when we see the cannon later,” Mag told Mobai.

“Alright, then I'll bring you over in the afternoon.” Mobai quickly nodded.