The Industrialist

Chapter 42: Aiveez

"You are back again, Son of Erik," The Seer said.

She wore the same long clothes, up to her shins, the colorful ones but the quality of the garment used was not as silky smooth as the high classers.

She also had numerous colored beads that hung on her neck and her wrists. Her face emanated like a glow of friendliness as if seeing the son of Erik Berkley for the first time.

"I need information from you, Seer," Lance had his curt bow. With him on his journey were Damian and George. Joe was tending with the newly born Zelklings, as he likes to call them, and was also harvesting captured rats from the rebel members.

"I am glad that you come here and thank you face to face about your businesses here in Axiom. I hope that you have not encounter an Abominant again on your way here," Seer said cheerfully.

Lance had his second Tyllrium delivery and bought another truckload of it. The Trench merchants were happy to sell all their collected Tyllrium from various unknown sources.

"If information you like, I can offer what I have," Seer smiled.

"I will need to know about the Lost Engineers," Lance said.

The Seer’s face turned slightly sour.

"How do you know that I know about the Lost Engineers?" The Seer asked.

"The Cybernetic constructs of your thighs and pelvis that supported your stance. The Corporation never had one successful project to combine metallic components with organic flesh."

The seer had this long stare towards the inquisitive kid. However, they were some glad, thanking, eyes like the ones during receiving gifts on your birthday kind of eyes. Partnered by a small smile that creased across her face.

"Maybe it’s time to let you know about them. I do not really know their whereabouts or their location. But they shed information about a few of their knowledge here in Axiom Trench. They say they wanna save the world. It’s the reason that they are extending help to the Outsiders. Teaching us ways on how to survive on our own."

"So you have seen one of them?" Lance asked.

"Fortunately, two of them. One of them was the Botanist and the other was a Geologist."

"Where can I find them? I need information from their knowledge about how I can make poison," Lance reiterated. Find exclusive stories on mvl

Seer’s calm and soft demeanor turned into bursts of laughter. She almost cried when the kid said about poison. One of his goon, large built, military-looking like Handsome, stood beside her, and released a chuckle together with her, probably due to his respect for the Seer.

The Seer had this leniency about the way she moved, the way she spoke, and the way she handled her business with the people surrounding him. Even she had joked with the Doctor, the one who administered their chips beneath the skin of their nape.

Despite that, the Trenchers had their utmost respect towards their leader, the Seer of Axiom.

"Ok," her laughter finally subsided. "Poison you say? About a decade ago, just after the fall of the original Axiom Trench at the hands of the Abominants, the merchants and all the operators that escaped the Trench trade were in hiding as the monsters ran the place like their own. We went here, the nearest mountain ranges to hide ourselves from them.

We kept our gas masks on as we were in hiding for months. We gathered all our food and tried to ration our supply for us to prolong further our lives."

"But the two Scientists came to us and saved us. The Botanist had her seedlings that could nullify the contaminated air in a certain area. She said that the contaminated air serves as food for these plants. Hybrid types, she said."

"Don’t be deceived by their looks, son of Erik," The Seer said as Lance inspected each one of them with his fingers training softly to the delicate leaves of the glowing seedlings.

"Why?" Lance asked.

"They filtered the contaminated air. As the Botanist explained, he used these plants to fend off the Abominants in the Axiom Trench further away from this place. These plants were repellants of the Abominants, especially in their adult stage of the plant."

"That’s a start," Lance said.

"Not only that, she said that this is poison for the Abominants. She said about the chemical that contaminated the air, and also that coursed through the blood of these creatures had these mutated cells. And these mutated cells seemed to disintegrate if mixed with the Aiveez nectar."

’Poison for Abominants,’ Lance thought.

"What about humans, is it harmful to us?" Lance asked.

"The Botanist extracted the nectar from the Aiveez and drank it. I was surprised that she was not affected at all."

"Perfect. How can I extract the nectar?" Lance asked.

The Seer took out one of the adult Aiveez from one pot. Upside down, she squeezed the nectar out into a bottle. A viscous bluish liquid oozed out from the plant and gradually filled the jar.

"Remember, the soil is contaminated. No plant that can grow in a contaminated soil. The Botanist taught me to mix the nectar into the soil and the contamination would disappear. And as the liquid degrades, it would produce nutrients to the other plants."

Lance was speechless. It was what he was looking for. Perfect for his weapon.

"If you are looking for poison, this is the one," The Seer said.

"How can I propagate these?"

"Well, for starters, son of Erik. You will need a bigger space for you to farm Aiveez." The Seer responded.

"I will take all of them," Lance said.

"There is no free in Axiom, son of Erik. As you have already know," the Seer snorted. "One seedling is two units each."

"What about a full-grown?"

"50 units each," The Seer had her weird smile again. The delight grew back tenfold this time.

"I will be needing 10 of the adults," Lance said.

"Remember, you need to have also a nutritive soil for its seedlings. 10 units per sack."

Lance nodded and shook the Seer’s hand. "Deal."

"Remember, the adults grow shoots and that’s the start of propagating them." The Seer reminded.