Chapter 1590: City 10

Chapter 1590: City 10



The man named Wultz looked at Ning, nearly dismissing him because of how thin and fragile he looked. If not for that, he would've assumed the man to be a worker of his.

"I was sent by the military, sir. I believe you sent a request for more Spark?" Ning asked.

The man's eyes widened. "Finally!" he shouted. "It only took you military people a week to get off your asses and do your job. Where's the Spark? My workers need it soon."

Ning shook his head. "I believe you may be mistaken," he said. "I am here to make sure that your claims of needing more Spark are valid before I go tell my superiors to send you some." The old man grumbled. "Valid this and claim that. You people never get the job done. All you do is sit on your comfortable chairs and make the working man's life hard for no reason. Just get us the damn Spark so we can finish this job. We've been at it for months already. We want some break too."

Ning was surprised that the man was angry at him. He knew he was angry at the military, but he didn't have to show it to him for no reason.

He sighed. "Let us get this over with then," he said. "When was the last shipment of Spark?"

"When we got here. We were put to work immediately once everything was cleaned up around the cities," the man said.

Ning nodded. "And how much Spark did you receive until now?" he asked.

The man thought for a moment. "I... I will have to look that up. I believe it's around 2 tons," the man said.

"No, it was 5 tons in total," Ning said. He had been given enough information about this job. "What?" the old man said. "That's ridiculous. It was like 3 tons at best."

"If the numbers are wrong, you should confirm it right now," Ning said. "If the Spark was stolen between a military cart bringing it to you and you using it, you need to let it be known."

"I..." the man stuttered a bit. "Okay, maybe it was 5 tons. No one stole anything."

"N-no!" the old man said. "I've done nothing wrong. Trust me."

"Then where is the Spark?" Ning asked. "Give me the Spark and I won't tell anyone anything."

"No, I don't have the Spark," the man said urgently.

"Then I must call a Connector to verify that information. You are okay with that right?" Ning asked. "But once the Connector comes, I can't keep the information hidden any longer. They will report. I won't if you tell me the truth right now."

"Tha-that is the truth," the man said. "There is no Spark."

"Then you force my hands," Ning said.

"No! Please, I'm telling the truth. There is no more Spark left. We've used it all," the man said.

Ning shook his head. "This unfinished city is evidence that you did not use all of it," he said. "No, we didn't use it in the city," the man said. "We... we used it on something else." Ning paused and looked at the man. "What are you saying?" he asked. "What did you use it on?"

The old man grumbled under his breath, not wanting to say anything to Ning. "We... we used it for something good," he said.

"And what is this good thing?" Ning asked, curiously.

"I... I'll show it to you," the man said. "But please, please don't tell your superiors about

this."

Ning shrugged. "It will all depend on what it is that you show me. I can't not report a waste of Spark after all."

The old man nodded. "I understand," he said. "But I promise you, what we're doing here is no waste at all."