Reborn as the Failed Lord with my Resource Gathering System.

"Lord Dorian… is a beast."

Gatty uttered, his eyes shimmering as he struggled to hold back the tears that threatened to fall.

Seraphina stared intently at the blueprint, her mind racing to comprehend the sheer scale of Dorian's vision.

Initially, she had assumed he planned to build a single, simple tower to somehow vent the toxic mist from the mine.

But the complex plans laid out before her detailed four massive, interconnected towers, each one designed to generate and pump enormous volumes of wind deep into the tunnels below.

According to the schematics, the entire system was engineered to run purely on mana, projected to last for more than ten years before needing a new power source.

It was an insane, brilliant concept. No one in their right mind would even attempt to build something so audacious.

Many kingdoms had simply abandoned their mining grounds due to the issue of corrupted mana, effectively walling them off and turning them into dungeons for adventurers to explore.

Trying to clear the miasma was one thing, but the "Dragon Breath Project" Dorian was insisting on was designed to keep the entire mine permanently clear for generations.

A small, incredulous laugh escaped Seraphina's lips after she finished her review of the plan.

"I'm afraid you're right, Gatty. Lord Dorian truly is a beast," she said, straightening her posture as she carefully rolled the blueprint in her hand. "I understand the full scope of it now. This will be incredibly difficult, but it is not impossible. Come, Lord Dorian is waiting for us."

Gatty smiled, a wave of relief washing over him. If Lady Seraphina understood the blueprint, then they were in safe hands. She would lead the project perfectly.

….

The construction finally began.

"One, two, three!"

"One, two, three!"

"One, two, three!"

All the Diggies moved out in perfect unison, their axes resting on their shoulders as they happily marched off to begin their side of the work.

After the human workers had cleared the trees and leveled a wide, open area above the entire mining ground, each log was carefully moved to a different location.

There, another group began crafting the exterior beams and structural supports for the towers using the high-quality wood. While this set of workers was busy, about ten Diggies descended into the mine, their unique physiology making them completely unaffected by the toxic air.

Inside the mining hole, a few of them focused on building sturdy wooden walls around the glowing water source where Lili, the crawler, and the dragon egg were located, shielding them from the construction that would soon take place above.

Once finished, they scattered across the vast cavern to find the optimal spots for the towers' foundations.

According to Dorian's instructions, each corner of the cavern required a ventilation shaft for the wind to cover every part of the mine.

This was what they did. The Diggies below discovered the best places for the towers and, using their innate telepathy, relayed the precise coordinates to the Diggies on the surface.

This gave the surface team the signal to act, leaving clear marks on the ground where the massive shafts for the towers were to be built.

"Quick, they have the positions! Move out, hurry up!" Seraphina yelled from the sidelines, her voice sharp and commanding as she directed the workers.

And they obeyed without hesitation.

Axes, shovels, and hoes were utilized to break the earth, digging deep holes into the ground in order to expose the cavern from above. This was where the towers would be inserted.

However, because the cavern was so deep, it took them over an entire day just to finish digging the first shaft.

Even so, thanks to Diggy and his clones, what should have been half a month's work was completed in less than twenty-four hours.

On the other side of the project, the workers had already constructed several components of the first tower; though they weren't done, they seemed to be progressing with remarkable speed.

…

Nighttime came, and many of the workers returned home to their families, excited to return to work the very next day.

One could consider it abnormal how much the residents of the Aurelian barony seemed to love their demanding work.

Then again, most of them had gotten rich from it due to Dorian's generosity when paying salaries.

As such, many were indebted to him and were willing to do whatever it took for his ambitious plans to succeed.

Those who worked the night shifts were still present at the mining ground, building the other parts of the tower alongside Seraphina, who refused to head home yet.

As for Maria, she had made her way to the Foriam barony, in hopes of purchasing the magic crystals needed for the towers to be completed.

And while all this was happening, Dorian had been locked up in his room, focused on one thing and one thing only.

Bang! Bang!

He slammed a giant hammer onto a volcanic rock, breaking it down into small particles.

He didn't stop there, continuing to pound the fragments with relentless force, determined to grind them into a substance as fine as powder.

Bang! Bang!

He kept going, sweat dripping from his jaw to the ground below. Shirtless, the sheen of perspiration was quite obvious across his muscular chest and back.

His hammer constantly banged on the already ground-up volcanic stones scattered on an iron slab, while Diggy remained at the side, diligently adding more rocks.

But that wasn't all.

Yelena was lying on the bed on her chest, her legs kicking playfully in the air.

Wearing her usual jean shorts, her ass stuck out slightly, accentuating her massive thighs even more.

Yelena had snuck into Dorian's room while he was working and took the liberty to stay on his bed after she noticed he was completely oblivious to her entry.

He was so locked into his work that everything else faded into a distant hum in his mind.

Now on the bed, all Yelena could do was watch as her brother pounded hard on the rocks.

It was the first time she had seen him this serious and focused in a long time.

Not to mention how incredibly sexy he looked.

His abs were her main focus. With every powerful swing of Dorian's arms, his pecs would flex, lubricated with his sweat.

This made Yelena almost drool, a single finger slipping into her mouth as she watched silently, squeezing her thighs together while praying Dorian wouldn't notice her.

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[A/N]

A new week, we didn't meet our ps goal with about 12 ps, and 1 gt. Let's see if we can meet it this week.

100 ps—2 extra chapters.

15 gt- 1 extra chapters.

Thanks for the support.