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Moe Haha quickly went offline.

This scared Little Reed Name and the other girls.

They had already heard about what had just happened from the anxious Little Vikramana, and after hearing that Moe Haha had personally dismantled the Arithmetic Treasure Bead, Mrs. Shui and Orchid Flower, who had always done things in an unhurried manner, glanced at each other.

They both saw the seriousness and consternation in each other’s eyes.

On the one hand, they were surprised that this physicist was really something, having entered the game only a few days ago, she had dismantled the Arithmetic Pearl, which was known for its complexity, and on the other hand, they were surprised that this girl was also too reckless, weren’t they?

In fact, as far as they knew, there weren’t many people who questioned the authenticity of Transylvania among the current players of the game, but everyone maintained the attitude of making peace on the surface and slowly investigating in private.

Only moe haha piao hoo hoo’s just into the game after a keen observation of the operation of the special nature of the pearl and began to operate on it, she managed to do a lot of people want to do but do not dare to do things, and now she seems to be for this reckless behavior to pay a little bit of the “price”.

“Are all physicists this straight?”

Lumina spat harshly in exasperation and anger:
“Cement Sister is usually like this, when she encounters a problem, she can’t help but want to solve it, she doesn’t want to wait a minute! This idiot got himself offline, I suspect he’s been banned from his account?”

“No, not really.”

Garnet walked in from outside the tent and addressed the other girls:
“I just called her, Moeha said that she went offline because there was a problem in her real life lab that she needed to deal with and it had nothing to do with the process in the game, she also said that because of her act of dismantling the arithmetic treasure bead that Lord Murphy saw her potential and wrote her a letter of recommendation to join Missy in the Spiritual Energy Guild.

Sort of triggered a hidden mission.

She told us not to worry and that we’ll be online by tomorrow at the latest.”

“Well, so that’s it.”

Little Vikramana sighed in relief.

However, when she looked around, she realized that everyone’s expressions were not good.

“Who does she think she’s fooling with that?”

For the first time, Mrs. Water showed such real dissatisfaction as she clasped her arms and said to Sister Pomegranate with a frosty, serious face:

“I can accept the process of slowly making friends with strangers, and I can tolerate others’ quirks, but I can’t accept this kind of insincerity nor truthfulness in getting along. I don’t want to maintain this windowpaper any longer, so I’ll open up the sky!
Pomegranate, you must immediately clear this matter with your friend of mysterious origin! Either she tells us her true identity, or she leaves the Pride of the Silver Moon troupe!
I can’t put everyone else in danger because of her, and I don’t want to jeopardize the place I’ve managed to find to relax and unwind because of issues that don’t concern me and that I don’t care about.

Is that okay?”

Mrs. Water’s tone was inquisitive.

But from the frosty expression on her face at the moment, it was clearly an order that could not be disobeyed.

Sister Pomegranate didn’t want to pry into her friend’s secret, thus she was a bit hesitant, but Orchid Flower bumped her wrist and shot her a look.

Pomegranate could only nod helplessly.

Seeing Lady Water’s rare anger actually made her a bit freaked out; Pomegranate and everyone here knew very well that the Silver Moon’s Pride group was founded by Lumina, but she wasn’t really the core of the group.

As of now, Mrs. Water was leading the group and taking on the role of “parent”.

But soon Pomegranate didn’t need to hesitate anymore, less than ten minutes after the team meeting ended, her cell phone rang.

When she answered it, she heard Moe Haha say on the other side:

“I’m sorry, my reckless behavior today must have caused trouble for you, I don’t even need to think about it to know how you’ll be complained about by that deep-seated companion of yours, I won’t be online for the next few days.

I’m going to the capital.

There’s a high-level emergency inquiry that requires me to attend as a witness, and the good news is that the matter has progressed immediately after I joined, but the bad news is that I’m actually not very willing to see this sudden ‘progress’ myself.”

“Huh?”

Garnet asked as she froze:

“What the hell is going on here! Tell me clearly, why is this suddenly happening”

“Don’t ask too many questions, Pomegranate, don’t ask too many questions.”

Moeha’s voice was filled with exhaustion caused by overthinking and shock as she whispered:

“When I come back, I’ll give you a clear explanation, and in addition, tell Lumina to pack up and return home immediately! Don’t delay.”

“But there’s no way for Mrs. Water’s private plane to get there now, it can’t apply for a route and can’t take off, there’s air control over there because of the pandemic…”

“The embassy will arrange a route for her to return home tonight, someone will contact her, remember what I told you, tell her not to ask too many questions, just follow the instructions.”

Meanwhile, in the office of the First National Arsenal of Transylvania, Brother Loyalty was ready to go offline with a face of egg on his face.

He didn’t know what went wrong, but the call from his immediate superior told him and his group to immediately move to the capital city with all the information about The Real Otherworld.

Shit!
This must be something big going on.

Which one of you “cuties” came up with all this? I’m almost done with this drawing.
–I’m almost done with this drawing.
Murphy didn’t know what kind of waves his “impromptu performance” had caused in the other world, and he didn’t even regard it as something that needed to be noticed.

After giving a small “warning” to the bold Moe Haha, with a sense of mischievous pleasure, Lord Murphy had a rare high interest in a circle in his own territory.

Now the whole of Transylvania is his territory, he can go wherever he wants, no one can stop him, but the problem is that there are not too many places to go to play in Transylvania at the moment.

The Scarlet Fortress, which was being rebuilt, was already the most “prosperous” place in Transylvania, and the rest of Transylvania was so desolate and dilapidated that it could be imagined.

At present, the deal between Hogg and Plague Town has not yet been completed, and the construction of the defense line near the swamp has not yet been started, while the population search and the construction in the territory are progressing steadily, according to the current progress, the settlement should be ready before the winter.

Murphy all of a sudden found himself idle.

This feeling of everything being on track and moving forward smoothly could be fantastic, although the crisis in Xike City and the Filthy Swamp still existed, it was ok to do things step by step with a solution already in place.

“I’ve got 700 free slots on hand now.”

Murphy reckoned as he recklessly stretched his wings in the air letting himself soar under the dusky night:
“Releasing 50 each week will last until the Black Plague arrives, and with the territory’s population still rising, that number can be suitably relaxed a bit more to 100 per week when the last two months arrive!
Well, it’s decided.

According to Miriam’s statistics, it would take about half a month for new players to enter the process of the Black Iron Trials under normal circumstances, meaning that the ambition of having two thousand Black Iron Warriors to form an elite Ranger when the Black Calamity arrived was not unattainable.

Finally fate has favored me once again and made everything okay ah!”

Murphy wanted to laugh freely in the air.

But he didn’t do so because of his own decency and persona, and he planned to go back to the corridor to find Tris for a “date” tonight after he had circled around a few farms.

Lately, Tris had been locked up in her lab, not knowing what she was doing.

She’s been keeping her locked up in her lab, being very secretive.

One’s original intention of not wanting to bother her was good, but it would seem like the relationship was fading if one was always like this, so tonight, one would make two bottles of good wine and celebrate with the Scarlet Witch.

“You trust me! Investing in this project of mine will never be risky, I have a complete plan and have already started preparing for the physical production, I need support from you now.”

Just as Murphy flew over the “Lion King’s Pride” village, his sharp senses allowed him to hear a conversation from the village mayor’s office.

The content of this conversation immediately attracted Murphy, a curious vampire lord, and he landed noiselessly and hid on the roof of the mayor’s office, listening to the voices coming from inside.

In the office where several gas lamps were lit to make the place as if it was daytime, the Mayor of the Lion King’s Pride Village, Pink Cat Bunny, was holding a black cat from somewhere, putting on a godfather’s demeanor as he sat on a chair and listened to the tongue-twisting descriptions of this uninvited “guest” in front of him.

The one who came to visit the village head is the son of one of the “three generals of the administrative players”, the all-risk, half-hanging old man’s vomit mud sauce.

The story of this guy coming to the game to “search for his family” has become a storyline on the forums, and has become one of his black histories, along with the embarrassing story of being stabbed in the buttocks by the Skeleton Army the first time he took part in a battle, which is widely circulated.

Every time Vomit Mud Sauce appeared on the forums, someone would tease him about this, which made Vomit Mud Sauce tired of it. However, despite having fulfilled his mother-sama’s request to find his own untrustworthy old man in the game and successfully defusing the precarious family problems, a new problem had arisen.

That is, the full insurance semi-trailer brother’s “Internet addiction” has not yet been cured, vomit mud sauce has also become a new “Internet addiction”.

He now spends almost all of his time, except for work and meals, in Transylvania, and not only has he secured himself a position as a logistics officer in the administrative office, but he has also made a breakthrough in his combat career.

He was already a level 10 hunter, and only needed to polish his skills and collect equipment before he could start his own Black Iron Trials.

Right now, however, Vomit Sauce’s energy was clearly not on skill improvement, he would be holding the plan in his arms with glowing eyes, persuading the smiling pink cat-cat rabbit in front of him:

“You believe me, Brother Rabbit, this set of plans of mine is absolutely fine!”

“I understand, and I also believe in your professional ability.”

The very calm and smooth pink cat Rabbit stroked the black cat named “Pokey” he picked up from the wild with a wave of depression, and asked curiously:
“But what I’m more curious about is, when you came up with this genius idea, why did you come to me for investment? In theory, you should have approached Little Vikrama or Little Fortune first, I’ve already kept a very low profile.”

“Hey, if other people don’t know about your Brother Rabbit’s reputation, can we administrative players still not know about it? You’re currently the only talent that can be personally retained by Consul Miriam, right?”

Vomit Mud Jam grinned as he said:

“Of course I also asked my old man, and he gave me the advice that it would be best to find you, because the direction you set for your village to develop is logistics and transportation, and your demand for carriers is the biggest of all the player and NPC groups.

I’m sure this is a good idea for someone with vision ah.

Aren’t you the best ‘angel investor’ I can find right now?”

“Oh, advice from a half-hung old man? No wonder then.”

Catbunny nodded then, cautious by nature, he took the drawing handed to him by Vomit Mud Sauce and opened it up to look at it, then frowned as he said:
“I’m not a professional in the field of vehicles, but how come this truck you designed isn’t quite the same as the vehicle I imagined! Such a big chimney, do you have to add coal when traveling?”

“Yes, it’s actually the principle of a steam train.”

Vomit Mud Jam stepped forward to explain it to Catbunny:

“You see, I put a high-powered boiler in the place of the engine, although the thermal efficiency of a steam engine is far inferior to that of an internal combustion engine on our side, but on other people’s side, because of the magical gold-burning catalyst, the thermal efficiency of a steam engine is given a qualitative leap.

It can even be compared to the power of a third-generation internal combustion engine.

And don’t look at this thing looks very unreliable look, but in fact I specifically consulted the professionals in this area, Sheridan little count told me for sure, people halflings with steam engines for hundreds of years have not appeared several vicious explosions.

The properties of that burning gold are really amazing!

It not only can be used as a catalyst to strengthen the efficiency of the steam engine, but also can stabilize its internal high temperature and pressure so that it will not react violently.

Anyway, I didn’t just post a picture from the internet and use it to cheat investment, you can trust me, I drew this design with all my heart.

It’s not the same as the trucks we use and it’s a bit weird, but I’m sure if it goes into production, your village won’t have to deal with any more vehicle problems.

We’re going to have a modern logistics industry, right?

We can’t have your villagers driving donkey carts to deliver couriers and mail, can we?”

Pink Cat Bunny didn’t answer right away.

He looked rather cautiously at the design and the rather detailed plan in front of him, and after several minutes he put it down and looked at Vomit Mud Sauce and said:
“But you have deliberately avoided the most important question, little friend Vomit Mud Jam, where will the steam engine come from? Transylvania can’t make one at its current level of industry. You see, I actually did my research before I decided to venture into the postal and logistics industry.

You want to make trucks in bulk you need to find a supplier who can provide you with a steady supply of steam engines, either from the Kingdom of Canary Flower to the Carpe family or from the Genoese Peninsula to the Halflings.

Both of these objects have one thing in common, being distant and expensive!

Under your plan, the profit you can get on each vehicle will be squeezed to the extreme, basically amounting to no money, and in business if you can’t make money then you’ll just keep losing money.

I’m guessing that you must have approached the Administrative Office for a start-up grant before you approached me, but were denied by Consul Miriam, right?
Voila!
The NPCs here are really smart.

I can see the problems, and so can they.”

Cat Rabbit shook his head and said:

“You can’t solve this problem, then all your plans, no matter how good they are, will only remain on paper.

Believe me, my thirst for new carriers is stronger than anyone else’s, but that’s no reason for me to casually squander the first bucket of money I’ve managed to save up so far.

You want me to invest in you, you’ll have to come up with something tangible.”

“I can hand rub one out!”

Vomit Mud Jam gritted his teeth as he said:

“Not to halfling standards, I’ve seen the steam engine that the Carpets sent to the Arsenal, that thing is too cumbersome and complicated, we’ll just go straight to a proven design from our side of the world, and modify it to incorporate the placement of the gold-burning catalysts
Well, I’ll be honest, Bunny.

I’ve invited a couple of engineers from our factory to come along and ‘do something big’, and they’ve all filled out test applications, but our ‘Transylvanian Winterwind Vehicle Factory’ needs start-up capital right now.”

“!”

Catbunny was taken aback as he subconsciously whispered a rhetorical question:

“That factory of yours is a state-owned enterprise, right, will this get you into trouble?”

“No, everyone is just having fun when they are idle, besides, those drawings in our factory even if we bring them over, you can’t make such precise products if you let the halflings come.

The machining precision is too far off.

That’s a special vehicle.”

Vomit Mud Jam waved his hand in disbelief.

He handed Cat Rabbit a handout, and the latter no longer hesitated, he pulled open a drawer from which he took out a black psychic energy bag and placed it in front of Vomit Mud Sauce’s eyes, saying:

“I can’t use the village’s public money, that’s to be reserved for building roads and hotels afterward, this is my private sponsorship for you, let’s sign a contract.

After this Winter Wind Vehicle Factory of yours has officially taken care of the design and manufacture of the trucks, you have to sell them to us first at a favorable price.”

“But there’s going to be a war.”

Vomit Mud Jam said with some egg on his face:
“I reckon that once the war starts, whatever capacity we have on our side will be diverted to the military.”

“That falls under the category of contingencies I can live with.”

Catbunny narrowed her eyes and smiled:
“What’s the point of us making more money if Transylvania doesn’t even exist anymore? I don’t think Wolf Girl or King Louie will treat us losers and refugees favorably, I don’t want to be a dead slave moreover I don’t want to be laughed at as a homeless exile, so I suggest that you guys can tilt a little bit towards military industry when designing your vehicles appropriately.

So if I were you, I wouldn’t go to the administration office to apply for grants to start a business, I would go directly to Lord Maxim and go for the military’s orders to get enough funds for research and development.

Medieval steampunk motorized infantry, tsk tsk, just thinking about it, right?

But Lord Maxim is a very stubborn man, you’ll have to come up with something physical if you want to convince him, trust me, that’s the way you vehicle engineers should go.”

Murphy, who was hiding on the roof, listened to the pink cat and rabbit’s instructions to the vomit mud sauce below, and he had a rather odd expression on his face.

One’s own little playhouse sure was a sleeper hit.
Speaking of which, the secret report he himself had received from Adele indicated that the village chiefs of the five collective farms seemed to be being skewered together seemingly wanting to twist the strings to achieve the birth of a political group.

I thought it was Old Huo, but now it seems that the real “mastermind” is you, the low-profile Mayor of the Lion King’s Pride Village, right?
Good!
Ambition! You’ve got the drive!
You want to be the Second Consul of Transylvania?
No problem!
The position is right there. Behave yourself and earn it.

Murphy silently grinned as he flew high into the night sky, flapping his wings in the dim moonlight as he looked back at the brightly lit office below.

“I’ve got my eye on you, go for it, my otherworldly warriors!”

(End of chapter)