"There's really nothing we can do. Out with the old, in with the new. Let's just burn it down and move on!" Harano was also kinda heartbroken—nowadays, the purity of raw materials and the quality of processing are just outrageously bad. He somehow managed to make rockets at the price of guided missiles, and even if he was willing to splurge, production capacity just wouldn't go up. Every time one of these things is fired, it's gone for good. If you say you're not pained by it, you're lying to yourself.
He and Ah Man sat on the boat, mourning their wallets, while Hundred Heads City was also feeling the pain—not just over money, but their lives too.
