"mbership? I think I don’t need it for the ti being."
Lin Ke shook his head, and the maid had to give up.
He was taken to the novel section and picked up a book to start reading.
On the surface, he was reading, but in reality, his attention was focused on the people around him.
"Have you read the latest work by Count Lin Ke? That ’Conquering the Dinsion’ is truly amazing!"
"Yes, yes! But the old ’Coiled Snake Ring’ is the most classic and was even adapted into a stop-motion drama!"
"Hey, sister, is that scent on you the limited edition Bright Tulip from the Great Wilderness?"
"I slled it too! Ah, the scent of brilliance."
A group of noble ladies and gentlen were excitedly discussing everything about the Great Wilderness,
Everything Lin Ke had done over the past dozen years laid the foundation for the prosperity of the Great Wilderness.
The spread of paper allowed culture to be passed on.
The spread of entertainnt allowed the spiritual core to infiltrate.
The spread of literary arts allowed the Great Wilderness to occupy the spiritual high ground of Naseng.
Adding to that, the developnt of "science and technology," aning the developnt of science, technology, and occupational traits, made the Great Wilderness a place everyone yearned for.
Very few people valued science and technology, but occupations were different!
Lin Ke created so many industries and trades, which then gave rise to many professions.
Demand can create supply, and at the sa ti, it can drive technological innovation.
What Lin Ke did was to guide citizens in creating demand and provide an environnt for creating demand.
So now almost everything Lin Ke heard here was about the Great Wilderness.
After listening for an entire day, Lin Ke gained almost nothing.
Many people now don’t even know about Ove’s murder, let alone discuss it.
So Lin Ke paid and left in the evening, then rembered his second destination.
Fla Tavern.
This is Duke of Fireball’s property. The current Duke of Fireball is a Starlight-level powerhouse, and the Fla Tavern is also open in the abyss.
In fact, almost all Dukes, including Grand Dukes and others, have their own properties in the abyss, as do many nobles, only differing in size.
In the hopeful gazes of several maids eager for him to apply for a card, Lin Ke left the Green Leaf Juice Bar, discerned the direction, and headed to the Fla Tavern.
"Rumble..."
While walking, suddenly a silhouette shot past in the direction of the abyss, flying towards the upper layers of the abyss, accompanied by the rumbling of thunder.
"Eight to ten-thirty, thunderstorms."
The voice of the silhouette ca, majestic and cold, spreading throughout the entire abyss.
"Four Seasons God! Four Seasons God!"
"It’s raining, it’s raining, let’s go ho quickly!"
"It hasn’t rained much lately, and my skin has been dry."
People walked and ran.
Lin Ke took out his pocket watch to check, there were still five or six minutes left.
So he also accelerated his pace towards the Fla Tavern.
That Four Seasons God was a captured low-level deity kept by a legendary {Astrologer}, responsible for the seasonal changes of the entire Gula Kingdom and also the weather changes in the abyss.
The Four Seasons God is a typical deity among those Lin Ke knew that had lost its original personality due to belief influence, now completely becoming the ’Four Seasons God.’
Like Dark Maiden Benadonna is simply Benadonna, but the Four Seasons God is just the Four Seasons God.
Therefore, it was captured by the powerful {Astrologer} and kept as a tool.
That legendary {Astrologer} is a mber of the Gula Royal Family, and it’s said that he even tutored Rica as a child.
The forr Goddess of Fortune was killed by that legendary {Astrologer}.
In that case, that {Astrologer} might be able to divine the enemy... Lin Ke thought as he jogged.
Soon, he reached the entrance of the Fla Tavern.
Compared to the elegance and tranquility of the Green Leaf Juice Bar, the entrance to the Fla Tavern was much noisier.
In the abyss, the closer you are to the inner circle, the better, and the more peripheral, the worse.
The Green Leaf Juice Bar is located on the very edge of the abyss, while the Fla Tavern is the closest to the rock wall.
"Hahaha, two barrels?"
"Charming Beauty? Oh, it’s even a Cat Race."
"Aweso! I have money! Keep going!"
Lin Ke entered the Fla Tavern, greeted by a strong mix of sweat, alcohol, and a bitter, fishy sll, though Lin Ke remained unfazed.
"Hey handso boy, co over, have so fun, I only charge you three copper coins!"
"Hey brother, play with , I’ll give you five copper coins!"
"Hahaha, you two just stick together!"
Taking on the appearance of Buck, with his handso looks, those in the Fla Tavern wanted to lay their hands on him, but he could easily fend them off with just a gentle strum of his guitar.
"An occupation-holder?"
The nearby burly n and those like the {Charming Beauty} stopped teasing imdiately.
Occupation-holders are respected wherever they go.
Even more so in lower-class entertainnt venues like the Fla Tavern.
"Boss, a drink, please."
Lin Ke approached the bar, where the owner was a gray-haired, chubby Rabbitman, pouring malt beer.
"Alright, one copper coin."
The chubby Rabbitman responded, served two drinks to previous custors, then handed the third mug of malt beer to Lin Ke: "Here you go, guest."
Lin Ke imdiately asked, "Why aren’t there any Wild Boar-n here?"
"Wild Boar-n? Ah, what are you saying, guest? Just a few days ago, I saw a Wild Boar-man soldier coming here to drink!"
The chubby Rabbitman chuckled: "This Fla Tavern belongs to the Duke of Fireball, any race can co!"
"Oh? Even those ugly Wild Boar-n co?" Lin Ke spat with feigned disgust.
The chubby Rabbitman imdiately understood, realizing that this poet had likely had so encounters with Wild Boar-n and was probably a "Wild Boar Race Discriminator."
He said no more, as he would never utter words about not welcoming any race.
"Hahaha, kid, I like what you’re saying, those guys have been really annoying lately, all dark, ugly, fat, and bloated, just as ugly as farm pigs!"
A nearby burly man laughed, agreeing with Lin Ke.
The Fla Tavern was noisy, and this is how it was; when people heard an interesting topic, they’d join in for a chat, sotis even offering a drink or two if the conversation flowed well.
"Have you been seeing many Wild Boar-n recently? Could it be here? Then I won’t co anymore!" Lin Ke raised an eyebrow and took a sip of the malt beer, swallowing it with difficulty.
The malt beer here was terrible, comparable to horse urine. Naseng’s brewing techniques were indeed lacking; no wonder the nobles preferred freshly squeezed juice.
"Not in the tavern, I saw them while running supplies, damn, there were herds of Wild Boar-n coming from the west, probably attending the noble assembly." The previously speaking burly man said, then nodded and swayed his head at Lin Ke: "Kid, buy a drink, and I’ll tell you what I saw."
"Him? He saw nothing; if we’re talking Wild Boar-n, I know them best!" A woman embracing a lady across the way laughed: "I’ve hosted Wild Boar-n before, and they paid quite well. I hear they were nobles of the Holy Life Alliance!"
Holy Life Alliance?
"Two drinks." Lin Ke squinted slightly, flicking two copper coins that landed in front of the chubby Rabbitman.
In an instant, everyone around also started clamoring, "I know, I know too!"
"Just Wild Boar-n? I’ve seen them too!"
"No one, knows Wild Boar-n better than !"
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