Chapter 1781: 595. I just knew that my ill-fated relationship with the Circle Tower was far from over.
Murphy’s return to Transia this ti was very urgent.
The battle at Blood Flag Highlands is still ongoing, and who knows if so sly ghosts will deliberately gather points to summon him, the main NPC, for so action.
Even though he set his support score quite high to avoid embarrassnt, accidents always happen, so Murphy felt it was best not to delay too long.
After concluding his eting with Milian, Murphy intended to find Triss, but discovered that the Blood Vulture Duke was still conversing with the two Goat n he brought back, likely discussing so of the Blood Vulture Duke’s “youthful” black history. So, the cautious Murphy opted not to disturb his girlfriend to avoid angering Triss, instead heading down to the very bottom of the corridor.
In the passage outside the collapsed Holy Blood Hall, he saw a bizarre engineering device in operation, and the Steam Puppet Jasmine, whom he t last ti, was standing by the device, bored on guard duty.
As Murphy approached, he could see more clearly that the crushed Burning Gold Ores were being sent via a conveyor belt into a chanical box at the back of this excavator-like device. It was unlike any excavator Murphy had ever seen.
To be precise, the biggest difference was that it had six “spider legs,” allowing it to move on its own if necessary.
“I recall Old Flywheel only brought you two and his toolbox to my territory, so did he knock this thing together with a wrench over the past few days? Is this the power of a steam engineering master? Truly amazing.”
Murphy, with his hands behind his back, resisted the urge to touch the strange apparatus, maintaining the deanor of a “vampire gentleman,” and asked Jasmine. The bored Steam Puppet didn’t even bother to answer the question.
Her chanical face, made with iron and so special materials, displayed a “bored” expression, as she sneered:
“Old Flywheel made it while ‘directing work’ at your armory casually. It’s a gift from that Loyal Brother to esteed guests. Of course, that cunning guy secretly took Flywheel’s design drawings.
He thought I, as a puppet assassin, didn’t notice his little actions. Truly laughable and sly.
But actually, he could directly ask for it. This mining-style walker is already widespread in the Brass Dwarves’ mines, and the drawings are not a precious secret, let alone those more advanced ‘Destructor’ walker models in Charldo Harbor.
It seems you Transia people are indeed not good at engineering!
Old Flywheel maliciously comnted that your engineering level here is at least four hundred years behind ours. Perhaps, in his eyes, you’re no different from the werewolves.”
“Hmm, for a partner, such comnts are really disappointing and hard to maintain, but with you here, the average engineering level of Transia might be lifted a tiny bit.
The wisdom level in the air is visibly improving.”
Murphy shrugged and joked:
“So, where’s Flywheel? I want to discuss inviting him to also serve as ‘Transia’s Engineering Guidance Master’.
“He’s purifying Burning Gold products in Lady Triss’s laboratory now. I suggest you don’t go there. Old Flywheel is shaless, but he swore back in the day that he won’t allow you to witness the purification of Burning Gold.
That’s not a matter of friendship or business; if sothing goes wrong, he’ll also find himself in trouble.
I estimate you wouldn’t want to face the Brass Dwarves’ Ironheart Hunters’ pursuit. Those who defy the guidance of Mother Earth are true lunatics; anyone who seeks the secrets of Burning Gold is their eternal enemy.”
Jasmine warned sharply, with a chanical tone:
“Old Flywheel has suffered a lot over the years; he knows the cost of causing trouble well, and I don’t think he’ll take on your engineering master position. That guy values the knowledge in his mind heavily. After teaching those Bear Goblin workers, he even hesitates to speak more than a few words with fools.”
“Oh dear, my partner is indeed multi-talented. I heard the craft of Burning Gold preparation is secret among the Brass Dwarves. Unexpectedly, Flywheel knows it too.”
Murphy squinted and said:
“Where did he learn it? Surely he didn’t work at the Dwarves’ mineral company?”
“Bah, human wisdom!”
Jasmine replied disdainfully:
“You don’t think that with their stone-headed nature, Dwarves could research the process for Burning Gold preparation, right? They’re not known for alchemy.
It’s a secret discovered by Flywheel’s ntor, my Grand Master, Professor Old Bach Gaslamp, the founding figure of steam engineering. I heard that when the Dwarves found Burning Gold mines without knowing how to use them, they consulted Professor Gaslamp, who expended cosmic talent to refine the true secret of Burning Gold within three months.
He was wise, knowing it was a magical artifact that could change the world, so he made an agreent with Hadlan, Supre Lord of the Brass Dwarves.
My Grand Master taught the Burning Gold preparation process to the Brass Dwarves, while the Brass Dwarves provided protection to the Half-body n and ford an everlasting brotherly alliance. After that, the Brass Dwarves’ city and Charldo Harbor truly saw the cooperative rise of both sides.
But, if you ask , Burning Gold isn’t exactly a good thing.
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