It was the third day of preparation before the war. Back at the secret base of the Desert Warriors, the technicians of the Nemesis had been struggling with what they had to do.
The biggest problem about the ship had always been a pain for everyone. The repair had been going on so slowly that it gave everyone a headache. Even though this place was safe, it lacked the required items.
The rear of the ship was severely damaged. Manoch thought that it required as much as twenty tons of iron and another ten tons of mithril ore just to fix that part alone. They were all rare in this part of the map. And this stressful situation did not help, either. The whole town had been in turmoil in search of more food for the Nemesis who were gathering here from around the world. There was no need to talk about what Manoch wanted for the ship upgrade since they could not even get it back to 100% just yet.
“If this goes on, even a month won’t do.”