REBORN IN THE FANTASY WORLD WITH AN AI X-Chapter 11 -

As the days passed, Goldenova Headquarters became a hub of activity. Engineers, blacksmiths, and workers moved in and out, discussing new projects to improve the Gold Territory.

Inside the main hall, a large wooden table was covered with maps, blueprints, and drawings of various structures Harry planned to introduce. The workers, most of them experienced forgers and builders, sat around, waiting for what their young leader had to say.

Harry stood up, clearing his throat. "We've brought light to the city. Now, we must go further. The next step to advancing our territory is... water."

The workers looked at each other, confused.

"Water? But we already have wells and rivers." one of the forgers said.

Harry nodded. "Yes, but what if we could control the water? Store it, distribute it when needed, and even use it for power?"

Their confusion only grew.

Orlan, the chief engineer, crossed his arms. "Control water? How is that possible?"

Harry turned to the table, where he had drawn a simple illustration of a dam. It showed a large wall blocking a river, creating a lake behind it. Below, small lines represented controlled water flow leading to farms and settlements.

"This," Harry pointed, "is called a dam. It's a massive structure built to hold back water, creating a reservoir. With this, we can prevent floods, store water for dry seasons, and even use the flow to generate power."

The workers leaned in, studying the drawing.

A blacksmith scratched his head. "Hold back an entire river? Isn't that dangerous? Won't it just break and flood everything?"

Harry smiled. "Not if we build it right. The dam is made of solid stone, reinforced with layers of packed earth and special supports. The water is stored safely, and we release it slowly in a controlled way."

Another worker, an older builder, frowned. "How does it help the common folk? We already fetch water from rivers and wells."

Harry walked around the table. "Right now, farmers depend on the rain. If there's a drought, crops fail. But if we have a dam, we can send water to farms through special canals. Even in the dry season, there will be enough water to grow food."

The murmurs grew louder. Farmers suffering from drought was a common problem, and if Harry's idea worked, it could change everything.

One of the younger blacksmiths raised his hand. "You said it can also make power? How does water make power?"

Harry grinned. "That's the best part. As water flows down from the dam, it spins large metal wheels called turbines. The movement of these turbines generates electricity. It's a way to power even more homes and cities without relying only on windmills."

Orlan frowned. "But... we've never built something this big before. Who will make it?"

Harry's expression turned serious. "We will."

The room fell silent.

Then, one of the forgers laughed nervously. "Harry, we make weapons, tools, and machines. This is... completely different."

Harry expected this reaction. "I know it sounds impossible, but everything we've done so far was impossible before we did it. We brought light to the city when no one believed it was possible. We built windmills to generate power. Now, we will build a dam to reshape the future of this land."

The workers still hesitated. They had seen Harry's ideas work before, but this? This was on a completely different scale.

Seeing their doubt, Harry grabbed a blank parchment and quickly sketched the step-by-step process.

"First, we won't build the whole thing at once. We'll start by picking the right location—somewhere with strong river flow but natural hills to support the structure."

He pointed at the base of the dam on his drawing.

"Then, we'll carve the foundation into the earth, filling it with tightly packed stone and clay to make it waterproof. The walls will be thick, made from cut stone blocks. As we build up, we'll leave small openings to control the water flow."

The workers leaned in, starting to understand.

"Once the dam is strong enough, we'll slowly divert the river into it, creating a reservoir. This will give us complete control over the water, allowing us to send it where we need it the most."

One of the builders, still skeptical, asked, "How do we even transport that much stone? We'd need carts, workers, and months of work."

Harry was ready for this. "We'll use pulleys and cranes to lift the stone and rafts to float materials downriver. It will take time, but once it's complete, it will benefit us for generations."

The room fell silent as the realization sank in.

They had never seen or heard of anything like this before, yet Harry spoke with such confidence, such certainty, that it was hard not to believe him.

Orlan, after a long pause, finally nodded. "Alright. If you say it can be done, then I'll follow your lead."

Slowly, the others began nodding as well.

"We're with you."

"Let's build the dam!"

"For Gold Territory!"

A smile spread across Harry's face. The first step to revolutionizing this land had begun.

Harry sat in his Goldenova office, surrounded by stacks of blueprints and parchment. The problem of building a dam was vast—not just in terms of labor but also in the sheer scale of moving earth, laying foundations, and reinforcing the structure against water pressure. If he wanted to bring electricity and water management to the entire territory, he needed something beyond just manpower. He needed machines.

Pulling out his special pen, he flipped open a massive sheet of parchment and began sketching. His mind raced, recalling everything he had learned in his past life about engineering and construction equipment.

First, he started with an excavator—a large, mechanical beast capable of digging deep into the earth with its long hydraulic arm and metal bucket. He detailed its every component, from the steel treads that would allow it to move over uneven terrain to the fuel system that would keep it operational. As he finished, the paper shimmered, and the machine materialized in the courtyard outside his office, standing as a testament to the fusion of knowledge and magic.

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Next, he sketched a crane—a towering structure that would help lift heavy stone blocks into place. He drew the long boom, the counterweights to ensure balance, and the powerful winch system to lift materials. Another glow, and the crane took form outside.

Moving on, Harry drew a fleet of dump trucks, ensuring they had strong chassis, large storage beds, and efficient fuel consumption. These would be vital in transporting rocks, gravel, and cement to the dam site. Each appeared outside with a low rumble as their engines activated for the first time.

Then came the cement mixers. The dam required an enormous amount of concrete, and manually mixing it would take years. Harry designed rotating drums, powered by petrol engines, that would keep the cement moving until it was ready to be poured.

As he continued, the forgers and workers gathered, watching in stunned silence. They had seen Harry do incredible things before, but creating these massive, complex machines so effortlessly left them speechless.

"What... are these?" one of the senior engineers finally asked, hesitantly approaching a dump truck.

"These," Harry said, placing down his pen, "are the future. Machines that will make our work faster, easier, and more efficient."

"But... how do they work? There's no magic flowing through them."

Harry smirked. "Exactly. These run on fuel—the same petrol you've been using in lamps and heating, but refined to power these engines." He pointed to the fuel tanks. "When burned, it produces energy that moves these machines."

The workers murmured amongst themselves, trying to grasp the concept.

"But why do we need them?" another worker asked. "Haven't we built walls and fortresses without such things before?"

Harry nodded. "You have. But this dam is different. We need to move massive amounts of earth and rock, lay concrete at an industrial scale, and construct turbines inside to generate power. If we did everything by hand, it would take decades. With these, it'll take a fraction of that time."

A forger stepped forward, running a hand over the excavator's metal body. "And you say these machines will obey our commands?"

"They're not sentient," Harry explained. "You'll need to learn how to operate them. I'll personally train a team to drive, maintain, and repair them."

There was a long silence as the workers processed his words. Finally, one of the elder engineers spoke. "If this works as you say... then we're witnessing the birth of something greater than magic itself."

Harry simply smiled. "This is only the beginning. Now, let's get to work."

With that, the process of building the dam officially began. And with Harry's machines, the world was about to change forever.

Surveyors were sent to scout the best location for the dam. Builders started preparing materials, cutting stone and shaping clay bricks. Engineers designed a prototype of the turbines that would later generate power. Farmers and landowners were informed about the irrigation plans, ensuring they understood how it would benefit them.

Within days, the entire Gold Territory was buzzing with activity.

Harry stood on a hill overlooking the river, watching as workers set up camps near the construction site.