New World - Philippines transported to another world

Chapter 45

"Bring it up! Steady now."

"Sir, a new set of materials just came in. With this, the Uno Fortessia and Dos Inema towers would be done in 1 months time. Angel's tower, however, might take a while longer."

"I see. How about the buildings that we're mercilessly crushed and the establishments that shows high degrees of damage?"

Showing a dejected face, the worker replied.

"I'm afraid that those would have to be demolished, sir."

Chief constructor, Andrew Guillermo, looked around the construction site. And he then sighed.

After the weird event that happened in the country, every person, no matter of what status they are, couldn't help but show long faces when they saw the aftermath this event produced.

The once standing strong capital of the country, Manila, had most of it's center area, destroyed.

It took decades just to reorganize the messy capital. And now that it stood strong, everyone couldn't help but feel very content on the hard labor done. So obviously, seeing it at a very wrecked state truly shocked many.

"I suppose this is what they mean when they said that the 'higher you are, the harder you fall'." Thought Chief constructor Andrew.

While he was contemplating in the current events, a small commotion happened on the site as many construction workers stopped at what they were doing and was looking at one direction.

This was noticed by Chief constructor Andrew, but as bandwagon as he was, he also looked at the same direction all the other workers were looking at as well.

From the direction they were looking, a group of people came in the site.

There, group of men wearing black suits came in. Of course this people wear the protective helmet as they were in a construction site, but, that's it. Behind these group of people were a man, wearing the proper construction protective unit. And behind this man were two more men wearing PNP Swat tactical terrain suit and was carrying an MG30-E-AR. However, he knew these men weren't actual men as he could clearly see the glowing lights at the crevices of the suit.

Chief constructor Andrew walk towards the group, when he finally was in front of the group, he then made a formal bow and then said,

"Good morning Mr. President. What brings you here at the repair site?"

President Macario looked around the repair area and then gave a satisfied nod before answering Andrew's inquiry.

"Nothing much. Just checking the progress you guys have done. And from the looks of it, your doing good."

Chief constructor Andrew lowered and shook his head sideways.

"The only buildings that are still repairable are the towers and the buildings near it. The rest are just damaged beyond recognition or simply nothing but piles of rocks. If we were to restore those, were gonna have to build it once more."

President Macario nodded. He knew that fixing everything up would be troublesome. As President, the responsibilities that suddenly fell on him due to this 'fog event' was truly giving him headaches left and right.

Andrew watched the President's expression earnestly. Ever since that 'weird event', the government started to make things very sneaky. News were shutted down, journalists were placed on the watchlist, those that dared to do things the hard way by forcing the government to talk were brought to prison for a day with very high privileges (like giving free stuff) just to make them stop their ruckus. Moreover, these people would have to sign an understandment contract from which if they were to tell anyone, the government would put a case on them and be brought to prison for 2 years. Overall, they don't want anything to leak, especially if it's to the country's people.

Oh, and how do I know this stuff. Simple, we had a meeting back at our Construction company HQ. Basically this had to be told to us so that we don't do anything rash.

After having his fair share of observation, Macario then said,

"Chief Andrew, go and call your Leading President. I'll have to tell her something."

Andrew just nodded his head at this. Inwardly he couldn't help but sigh, because recently, all he do was run errands.

"I'm a Chief Constructor dammit! Not some errand boy." He shouted loudly within his head.

.....

"Father.... This blueprint.... Would it be successful?"

Mandela looked at his daughter and asked,

"What do you mean Rowena?"

Not looking at Mandela, her father, she said,

"A Dyson class satellite and an Simian class weapon system would be proven hard to create right. Just the complex blueprint of an Simian class weapon system is already hard. Even if the Dyson class satellite blueprint could be mass produced, trying to attach those weap-"

Mandela stopped his daughter from continuing what she was saying, he then sighed and said,

"Rowena, trial and error is inevitable in any project. Although the combination of the Dyson class and the Simian class is different to the Grauth class weaponized satellite. It would still be helpful for the country. Especially at it's current state.

Rowena stayed silent, she then began to contemplate on her father's words.

Grauth class...

There are many types of classes when it comes to satellites and weapons. The Grauth class however, was purely just both. Indefinitely, it was better to say that it was an armed space station rather than a satellite.

Building it was not problematic, they have the blueprints for it.

The resources, time, and manpower however......

Seeing Rowena keeping herself silent. Mandela simply smiled and then left his study room. All free for his daughter to use on thinking.

.....

"My god, my god. Is it really here?"

"Yeah, this is were we could get it."

"Nievas, although I mostly keep myself silent from such matters, I must agree with our medic. Are. you. really. sure. that. it's. here."

Rolling her eyes, Nievas confirmed what she said,

"Yes commander. It. is. here."

What was in front of them were undeniably active volcanoes, and there was a lot of it. The more intriguing part is that, these volcanoes are arranged in an interesting pattern.

Admiral Aurelio them came out from the bridge and then joined Brando and co on the leverage link of the destroyer.

"Alright. I'm sorry Tri-star commander Brando, but this is as far as the destroyer can go."

"Uh what?" Asked Brando.

"We just had a quick scan. The seabed is riddled with underwater volcanoes. We also sent down underwater drones to inspect this volcanoes. The drones however, lost contact the moment they crossed 300 meters below surface level."

After pausing, he then continued.

"Are you guys really sure you're going there."