CHAPTER 223: CHAPTER 169: THE RIGHT TIMING_2

A familiar question.

"It’s me, I’m not a ghost."

Ave replied smoothly, she seemed to understand what Ethan felt when he always said, "I’m not a god."

"I’m Yue, do you remember me? We met a while ago, and you took me to try some Imperial City delicacies."

"Oh, it’s you. How have you been?"

"To be honest, not too good... I want to discuss something with Old Sen, can you help me find him?"

On the other end, Yue was full of doubts; he couldn’t fathom how Old Sen and the Empire’s Knight Commander ended up running a shop together.

Ave said, "No problem, I’ll transfer you to him. He’s been soaking in the Artisan Association, learning these days."

"Old Sen Magical Technology Telephone 2.0 Beta Version" was completed after Ethan discussed it with the Empire’s current Grand Artisan. Compared to the roughly made 1.0 version, Ethan discovered that using electric elements as the communication source could better reproduce information from the other end, and the advanced application of energy-storing crystal technology solved the issue of private communication, no longer requiring everyone to squeeze into the same chat room.

The Imperial City Grand Artisan Association was bustling; at that moment, the Grand Artisan’s father, a man in his 90s, was enthusiastically describing the use of energy-storing crystals and magical technology in the field of warfare. Upon hearing Ethan visiting the Artisan Association, the old man sat up with a start despite his illness, dragging his aged body with even greater passion than when advising his son in the past, investing in this magnificent plan.

Their discussions quickly yielded specific results.

Shell Phones, a miraculous invention that the artisans hadn’t even dreamed of, were created. They all knew that once this technology became widespread, this era of information blockage would be completely ended.

In the artisans’ hearts, Ethan’s greatness had surpassed even the Goddess of Life and the Knight Lord.

Through a few days of interaction, Ethan also learned the reasons for the Artisan Association’s gradual decline. Besides the interruption of many technologies, the rapid development of ecclesiastical power during Henry III’s reign sped this up. Starting from Turzan, the Church had always held a negative attitude toward the Artisan Association’s inventions.

They thought these overly active-minded artisans were using their technology to deconstruct the power of the gods. Once they had full control, the negativity quickly turned into suppression, and later the struggle between Elemental Shapers and the Astrology Guild delivered the final blow to this already declining association.

He needed the artisans’ knowledge concerning the world’s strange materials, like these shells capable of storing sound, which was what the artisans told him about.

And now, this old gentleman got inspiration from his electric wheelchair. After several nights of contemplation and organization, he believed that as long as electric elements could be used as energy, they could achieve a leap forward in the field of transportation.

The phone call interrupted Ethan’s thoughts; he stepped out of the association’s doors and found a quiet corner to open the shell.

Almost immediately, Yue’s excited voice came from the shell, "Old Sen, it’s really you!"

"Young master, please don’t jump on the bed!"

The maid seemed to be stopping Yue from displaying behavior unbecoming of nobility.

"A lot of things have happened on my side, and I’d like to hear your opinion. Of course, feel free to ask for a consultation fee, it’s not a problem!"

This call lasted nearly ten minutes, mainly discussing Yue’s strange nightmares.

He sounded like he was being watched by a gigantic octopus.

Residing in the depths of the sea, with a massive body beyond description, and slowly sinking into the ocean floor...

"I need to consult some experts."

Ethan said cautiously, having the same nightmare for 20 consecutive days was indeed unusual, especially in a world where an Evil God was about to resurrect, accompanied by Lily’s occasional concern. He also realized Yue, this VIP client, was severely afflicted, and if the trouble couldn’t be resolved, he might either die or go insane, turning into something like an octopus-faced creature.

After Miracle Kane’s whereabouts became unknown, Lindong had become his most important consultation reference.

It’s just that she had been frequently visiting the royal court lately, saying Queen Margaret had invited her; no one knew what exactly they were discussing.

Disconnecting the call, Ethan bid farewell to the artisans, with the 90-year-old gentleman holding his arm reluctantly, not forgetting to slip a blueprint into Ethan’s hand upon departure.

This former Grand Artisan seemed ambitious to create the world’s first train; however, the energy issue was still unresolved. In the design, coal as fuel was replaced with a large number of energy-storing crystals and several Elemental Shapers proficient in Elemental Magic as the generating devices.

When Ethan met Lindong in the royal court, she was wearing a luxurious gown, her white long hair intricately woven into ornaments. Under the Queen’s command, maids were tightening the corset straps on her back, while Lindong admired her reflection in the mirror with a puzzled look.

She heard Ethan’s name and suddenly felt flustered, developing a guilty conscience.

She had been visiting the royal court daily recently to seek advice from the Queen, who had been there, regarding exploring the mysteries of life since there was no one around her who could provide suggestions.

Ave was a work machine without emotions, and Ave herself was a cautionary tale, this Knight Commander was a remarkable woman who could turn lovers into brothers.