It's makes swords what.

He glances through the modules, each of the functions operating normally but the intake. "this seems to be a melee weapons factory, since it has a lot of melees casts"

He walks out, jumping off. He crashes to the ground completely fine as he stands up. Walking towards the input.

he swings his sceptre to the side, slaughter a sleeping Zombie before moving further through.

Reaching it, he smiles, spawning tones of refined metal. He summons a flesh golem, getting it to lift the heavy metal.

it put the metal onto the conveyor immediately getting pulled along into the Factory dump into a smelter.

It starts heating up, melting down into lava before being lifted along to pour into a cast. The lava pours down into every cast, filling them.

it seals the blade moulds then taken across to another section being put in an automatic something.

the hot metal is taken and beat into sharp blades before getting taken along to be handled and check for warping and such.

remaining in the model.

The machines move along, dunking them in water at last after the guard is made. Lifting it rolls across.

Railing like before being place in an area for handles and pommels. getting theirs attached and properly tampered.

The blade itself is coated in erosion and anti dulling coats. the solid yet simple blade surprises him. "So they regressed so much they had a factory producing Swords.

He glances over it. "So materials obviously started running low," he nods. "it makes sense the majority were being sent towards Project Gaia.

Glancing over it. "More complex weaponry such as guns would require more materials and different types. Just what is Project Gaia?".

"they connect to the world's will to use it, but what could it be that it requires a world will's" he stops talking thinking how to word it.

"calculative prowess I'll just call it that" he nods "what kind of project would require direct interaction to be achieved?"

He looks deeper, unable to understand it, as too many pieces are missing. Glancing around the operation facility. "this could draw in hordes of people".

He finally stops merely glancing at it. Jumping up, he hides away. '𝘚𝘰 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦' he thinks. Hearing voices quickly.

"I heard it, I swear!" a voice resounds. "Ya like hell 1 of these old factories works!" the older voice comes through as well.

"SHUT UP BOTH OF YOU" they both silences themselves teaming up they glare at her "are you trying to get us eaten alive, screaming like that"

She shivers slightly, "then stops fighting. Let's check it out first." she responds to the older 1 narrowing his eyes. "It could be a dungeon for all we know!"

"even more reason to check it out, isn't it? " The younger man, Puppy dog eyes him with the girl, eventually breaking his sigh, begrudgingly allowing them.

"looks like it was cut straight through." the older 1 nod. "A laser possible." They both glance at him. "There is no way those types of weapons are still around."

He nods "of course not necessarily, but it is possible from 1 of those chests". The old man answers Akiyama, remaining hidden, following the group.

'Are they native or summoned?' he wonders, carefully following them. They enter the room with the first conveyor, the golem, hidden.

Glancing at it, their eyes widen. "It's actually working. " They look at the sword being made in huge numbers. "but who making swords".

The girl mumbles, "maybe a high level Zombie". The men quietly look at her before back "did you hear what she said? ".

The older 1 shakes his head. "Not at all. " glancing over, they go further down following the conveyor. Akiyama remains following.

"following this should take us to the completed Product Finally finding the freezers after quenching and drying it "Why store them in a freezer".

Akiyama jumps down, having figured out they're not a threat. Tapping on the ground. "Because the colder something is, the slower it erodes".

They jump in freight, drawing their weapons, only for him to quickly appear between them. "those specific swords are meant to be used with shields by cannon fodder".

"probably attached to a long but useable pole since touching a zombie and potentially getting bitten or clawed isn't very appealing."

The older 1 jumps back seeing how fast he moves. "Where did you come from?" he cautiously asks, screaming.

Akiyama glances at the spartan like guy. "A spear and shield interesting. I came from there." he points up towards the catwalks along the roof.

"yes I was watching you the entire time." the girl shivers unconsciously at the man's aura. "So you can actually sense that."

He snickers. "What took me by surprise when I turned it on was how it prodded sword blades instead of the cheaper spear. "

"I guess wood was lower in quantity than metal, or they forgot how to make spears. " He glances back at them. "Do you know anything about this world's history?"

The terrifying killing intent, Plummets down on them collapsing to their knees they glare at him "I guess not" the girl goes into a panic hyperventilating in fear.

Screaming out. He glances at her. "what did you get that afraid of such an insignificant bit of killing intent? " She stops abruptly.

Sitting up on her knees, she stares at him, slightly dazed. Snapping his fingers, she glances around, confused. "so are there any more survivors? ".

"and how would it matter? You don't look like much of a mercifully fella." he snickers. "You're just old and cautious."

The Older man's eye stunts "you damn punk". He takes out a wooden stick swinging at him. Akiyama wrist blade fires out.

Slicing the club in 2, the man stumbles past him. Slamming against the hard cold ground he sighs "you think I'd survive without a weapon"

"As well answer the question. Are there other survivors?" his eyes widen. "YES, YES THERE IS!" he hollers in fear. "Good boy."

He glances towards the exit of a truck manifesting particle by particle from the system to the shock of the crew. "they're pricey but valuable".

"just don't talk about it, or you might disappear without a trace. " The petrifying gaze lands on them all again. He glance at it, upgrading it to Silver.