Shota's Isekai NTR Adventure Chapter 1924: You’ve been busy

Given the scale of the tournaments, it was inevitable that news of my recent activities would reach the ears of the racial alliance.

Up until now, they simply lacked the opportunity to interrogate me, as the logistical demands of the competition kept them entirely occupied.

Furthermore, their primary focus remained fixed on securing any notable talents for their own factions.

A fierce rivalry had broken out to see which group could persuade the highest number of gifted individuals to join their ranks.

Since we held the home field advantage, recruiting these prospects was significantly easier for us.

Nevertheless, it was an impossible task to bring every single talent under our wing.

Once the events concluded, a formal gathering was convened for the racial alliance representatives to review the outcomes.

The opening remark of the meeting, however, was directed straight at me.

"You’ve been busy," someone remarked.

I was the obvious target of their scrutiny.

Maintaining my composure, I looked at the assembled group and gave a slight nod toward Max, who was standing off to the side, radiating impatience.

His restless energy didn't stem from an eagerness to justify our experimental results; rather, he simply wanted to conclude this briefing quickly so he could return to his laboratory.

With a mountain of work still ahead of him, he viewed this meeting as a drain on his valuable time.

Yet, no one was better suited than him to present the data.

The specialized machinery he had engineered was flawless for data collection during the trials, providing him with comprehensive dossiers on every test subject.

As the representatives processed the findings, their expressions shifted into looks of bewilderment. Despite their surprise, they did not attempt to dispute the evidence laid out before them.

They were well aware that I wouldn't present such significant claims if they were fabricated.

"So, what is the current status of your stockpile?" one of the delegates inquired abruptly.

"To be honest, our progress was limited by the demands of hosting the tournament. We have the items produced during the event, but beyond that, very little has been manufactured yet," I answered truthfully.

"In that case, what is it you require from us?"

It was evident from the collective gaze of the representatives that this question was on everyone's mind.

Their cautious behavior was expected, considering the gravity of the situation.

Because this project had the potential to shift the entire momentum of the war against the forces of Destruction, they were desperate to understand my strategy.

"Materials."

I didn't hesitate to state my demand and punctuated it with a sharp snap of my fingers.

Responding to the signal, an assistant waiting nearby stepped forward and placed a detailed manifest on the table. The document wasn't large enough for the entire room to read at once.

Instead, it was positioned specifically for the leaders of the four empires and the key representatives of the other races. These were the individuals capable of supplying the bulk of the necessary resources.

After scanning the requirements, they offered simple nods of concurrence.

The necessity of these resources was beyond debate for them.

They had witnessed firsthand the staggering losses their armies suffered against the forces of Destruction. They knew all too well how ineffective a standard soldier was when facing such an enemy.

While holy water and holy magic provided some defense, they paled in comparison to the efficiency of items infused with divine energy.

Investing heavily now was the only way to ensure a fighting chance against the forces of Destruction in the future.

However, one critical point still needed to be addressed.

"How will the finished products be distributed?"

The moment that question was posed, every eye in the room locked onto me again.

It was clear they expected me to oversee the entire project and the manufacturing chain. It made sense, given that I possessed the most significant reserve of divine energy.

It was only logical that the responsibility for leadership fell to me.

Unfazed by their attention, I provided the answer I had already prepared.

"Allocation will be proportional to contribution. We will implement a tracking system for all donated materials, and the final output will be divided based on those recorded metrics."

While there was general agreement, I could sense a lingering hesitation among them. They clearly harbored additional concerns, but chose to remain silent for now, as this was a public forum.

Such sensitive negotiations would inevitably be handled in private sessions later.

Then, the discussion moved to the next requirement.

"You will keep us informed of every new breakthrough you achieve, correct?"

They spoke with a unified tone that put immense pressure on me.

On the surface, they were asking for status reports on the divine energy equipment, but I could sense a deeper, unspoken agenda beneath their words.

There was definitely something else they were fishing for.

"Provide us with regular updates regarding the shipments we are to receive."

They were acting like typical investors, demanding to know the progress of their capital.

Their attitude was understandable, given the massive amount of resources they were committing to this venture.

Fine then. I decided I would delegate this entire administrative headache to Max.

My only real worry was the massive migraine they would all suffer once they tried to decipher his overly technical reports.