Reborn In 17th century India with Black Technology

Skilled workers from the Bharatiya Empire who were employed to lead construction teams from the Kingdom of Persia and the Kingdom of Lalishsthan set off to their destinations. In every major port and carriage stop, families could be seen sending off their sons, brothers, fathers, and husbands, with reluctance and expectation, attracting the gazes of envy and admiration from the surrounding people.

Subsequently, two teams of engineers and architects of major construction companies experienced in port construction and expansion, comprising 290 people in total, were sent to Baku and Amol to preliminarily plan the expansion of both ports to bring them up to the medium-scale standard of the Bharatiya Empire.

The construction work for the Bharat Russia Economic Corridor project was handed over to several dozen construction companies famous all over the empire, through public bidding and reputation assessment, but the management of the construction, due to it being the first multinational, multi-continental project, was completely taken over by the Ministry of Special Tasks under the jurisdiction of Minister Rana Bhatia.

While all this was going on, Vijay received the news about the 3rd batch of Kesari engines coming off the production line.

Vijay leaned back into his chair, clasping his hands with a confident smile on his face.

This time, the empire was on the brink of experiencing industrial mechanisation in a truly tangible way, and the document that could make it happen sat right in front of him.

All it would take to unleash this Pandora's box was his signature.

However, he was not in a hurry; he carefully soaked in the moment of exhilaration and the moment when his efforts of more than two decades were finally bearing their fruit. He had a feeling like that of a Millionaire (Crorepati) who sat in the 5-star hotel, which he had always dreamt of when he was just a paper boy. He did not want the experience to end so quickly.

Vijay stood up and casually walked to the window and opened the window sills, feeling the fresh breeze coming from the gardens carrying the scent of a plethora of flowers. He leaned forward with his fourarms on the railing, everything that had happened in the past appearing in front of his eyes like a film.

"Haa"

Letting out a deep breath, he walked towards his table, every step feeling more meaningful than the one before.

He finally signed the document with an elegant stroke and called for Ganesh.

"Forward this to Bhaskar Acharya."

"Right away, your majesty!"

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A few days later, all the buyers of the Kesari Steam engines were informed about the availability and the delivery of the engines.

The industrialists all over the empire were extremely surprised that the day had finally come. It created a lot of buzz in the business circles, even drawing attention from the industrialists who had a mindset of let's wait and see.

The three military conglomerates cumulatively had more than 1,000 factories all over the empire, but with the decision taken by the executives of the three companies, to build mega factories in Nagpur, the construction has been going on non-stop. It has been nearly three months since the decision was taken, and even though the factories have not completed their construction, the power rooms in which the steam engines will be installed are already built. And since the factories were in Nagpur, they were also the ones to first receive the 3rd batch of Kesari engines.

With the escort of the Nagpur Regiment, a large military unit of the Bharatiya army consisting of 41,000 Soldiers trained in defence and security in an urban environment, the 300 Kesari engines were delivered to the doorstep of the factories within the same day.

The citizens of Nagpur were aware of the importance of the steam engine, but they didn't know just how important it was. Now, with the news about the product delivery receiving an escort from one of the largest regiments in the empire spreading, they quickly understood that the empire is taking no chances for any sort of intelligence leakage.

The enlightenment was not only for the civilians but also for the politicians and ministers in different states. They understood the importance the central government, or rather His Majesty the Emperor, attached to the Kesari engines.

Almost at the same time, a scene happened in all the states of the empire where the Chief Minister called the Director General of Police, DGP, and gave stern orders.

"Eighteen companies in the state will be receiving the Kesari steam engines."

"These engines are the classified technologies of the empire, which His Majesty the Emperor attaches a lot of importance to, so when the shipment comes into our border, I need you to mobilise the police force, both on duty and reserve, to provide escort to the shipment until it reaches the designated location."

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With the police in each state being prepared, when the carriages that set off from Sri Ranga Industrial Tools reached the borders of each state, the police immediately took over the matter of escort and moved alongside the carriage, fully armed with all the riot gear and weapons that they were trained to use only in case of rebellions.

This action immediately attracted the attention of the nation. It was no longer news only the people in the manufacturing sector paid attention to, but it had become mainstream.

📰 Bharatham Daily

"Magical Machines Drive Industries Wild — Now Under Armed Escort"

Kesari Steam Engines, hailed as revolutionary, receive full police escort during transport, underlining their critical value to national industry.

📰 The Observer

"Traffic Chaos Across Regions as Police Diverted for Engine Convoy"

Multiple accidents are reported as law enforcement resources are redirected to guard the transport of top-secret factory-grade steam engines.

📰 The Times of Bharat

"What is a Steam Engine, and Why Does it Deserve a Police Escort?"

Exclusive: Understanding the impact of the Kesari engine on daily life. We speak with the HOD of Mechanical Engineering, BIT Hoysala, to decode the tech behind the buzz.

With mainstream papers constantly reporting on it, the attention attracted by the steam engines continued to increase.

Whenever a police escort passes by, the civilians excitedly come to the streets as if they were seeing a parade. Unfortunately, this increased the pressure on the police, so the police departments in different states had to ask for the support of the military to complete the escort.

However, like every coin that has two sides, the negative situation caused by too much attention also had a positive side, where the spies of foreign nations lurking in the Bharatiya Empire began to show unusual movements and began to make mistakes.

The Bharatiya Internal Pragya, the largest intelligence agency in the world by personnel, did not miss this opportunity and started weeding out intelligence operators on a large scale.

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Narmada river bank industrial zone,

Jayamma had an eager glint in her eyes as she adjusted her spectacles, looking at the engineers who were working hard to debug the Kesari engine according to her requirements.

Jayamma was not an early adopter of the Kesari engine, but seeing how eagerly the companies that had a chance to use the machine fought for the right to purchase hundreds more steam engines, even at the cost of paying 100 percent of the money beforehand, her keen intuition told her that she would be missing out on the future if she did not make a decision immediately. So that is exactly what she did. She made a decision, a decision so that she wouldn't be left out of whatever the top industrialists in the empire were up to. In fact, what she made was actually a bet, trusting her intuition, as she did not think that the Kesari engines could possibly be as amazing as the rumours suggested.

A machine that could run nonstop for an entire day and power every tool in a factory—who would believe such a thing? If it truly existed, all the water wheels in the empire would be rendered obsolete. She never imagined a day like that would come, but she couldn't afford to take the risk. If the steam engine proved real, missing the chance to acquire one wouldn't just be a mistake—it would be the death of her company. So, she chose to gamble on the slim chance that the miracle was real.

"It's ready, madam."

The chief engineer who had come to assemble the engine and debug it according to her requirements finally responded.

"Let's start the machine," she ordered with an expression that couldn't hide its anticipation.

Soon, with a loud buzz of steam, the pistons began to pump at a fast rate, pushing out torque and power comparable to over 35 horses. The beam above the engine began to move, and connected to the beam, the sun and planet gear system converted the linear motion into a circular motion, spinning the flywheel at high speeds.

Jayamma could feel the ground rumble, sending vibrations through her body, making her heartbeat faster. Her mouth was agape. It was as if she were standing in front of a monster made up of steel, roaring at her for her insolence to question its ability. Even the heat wave that hit her face from the steam felt like the breath of the monster breathing down her face. Somehow calming down her beating heart, she walked towards the factory to see how the machines were running.

What she saw once again took her breath away.

Jayamma, the director of Jayamma Pickles, as the name suggests, doesn't run a manufacturing company but runs a pickle company that makes pickles according to the modern industrial way.

So her factory floor does not consist of several machine tools, but that doesn't mean she has no machines either.

She has several rows of wide conveyor belts, a custom-made machine that sends exactly the same quantity of pickle into a small container, which would then be dropped into the pickle bottle. She has a custom-made bottling machine where the worker places a cap on the bottle, and the machine exerts the right amount of pressure to seal the bottle shut and not break it in the process. And finally, she has an adhesive roller where adhesive liquid will be spun in a roll-like contraption which the worker can use, and finally, she has a stickering machine.

To run all these things, the power of water alone was not enough, so she had to employ several dozen bulls, horses, or even humans.

But now, all of these things were working on their own.

It was like a miracle was happening right in front of her eyes.

The 4th conveyor belt moved forward automatically. The worker at the beginning of the conveyor belt carefully placed the glass bottles next to one another as the belt moved.

The second worker took a cloth wetted with vinegar and cleaned the insides of the bottle and placed it back into the belt. The third worker pulled a lever in a machine, put the glass jar under a large gatewall-type contraption and turned the gatewall, after which a load of pickle dropped into the glass bottle, its quantity not too large and not too small either, it was just right.

The worker placed the filled-up jar once again on the conveyor belt, and another worker placed a metal cap over the bottle and pushed it through two rollers that morphed the metal cap to closely fit the neck of the glass bottle. Moving forward, a roller was spinning automatically with one of its sides submerged in a liquid, and on the other side, a worker took the sealed bottle and carefully scraped the roller with the bottle in its middle. Finally, a sticker was attached and placed in a hard paper container at the end of the conveyor belt.

"Amazing!!"

Jayamma exclaimed, her hands shaking with excitement.

She suddenly felt relieved, thankful for her decision.

This kind of power was only possible during the high tide of the river, but now it was possible any time as long as coal was available.

Looking back at the machine and once again looking at the production floor, she couldn't help but think about what sort of a behemoth His Majesty had brought into the world.

"No, I need more of these," she immediately decided, and went to see if it was possible to order more steam engines.

Similar to Jayamma, other industrialists in the empire who had received the steam engine, debugged it, put it into production and saw it in operation for the first time had a similar reaction.

They could now understand why the top industrialists in the empire had such intense reactions during the time of ordering the engines.

One after another, like a light bulb lighting up on a dark continent, factories began to be mechanised, stepping into the era of steam.