When the Saint comes, she does not collect food

Chapter 1149 Reliable Capone

The rising sun illuminates the sky, and sunlight drips onto the treetops.

After several days of rain, the Holy Mechanism welcomed an autumn day still carrying the lingering warmth of summer.

High-ranking monks and engineers carried briefcases, while technical priests and privy priests carried stacks of documents as they descended the building's steps.

As they emerged from the shadows, they all squinted to shield their eyes from the glaring sunlight, either by using a folder or raising their hands.

Having spent the night in both light and darkness, they were still unable to adjust to the natural sunlight outside.

But as they looked back at the Holy See building, the blue glass reflected a jewel-like luster, and behind the clock-shaped round windows, they could vaguely see figures moving about.

No matter how certain Horn is, the reliability of Leonardo's new machine tools and the "Pilgrimage Efficiency Management Method" remains an unknown.

In fact, the higher one goes, the more opinions one has.

These eminent monks, engineers, and technical priests—aren't they all professionals who have accumulated a wealth of experience and knowledge?

Ordinary people can firmly believe in the absolute correctness of the sacred words, but in fact, according to the teachings of the Holy Way Sect, the more rational a person is, the more doubtful they become.

After all, even rational deductions need empirical evidence.

But the saint seems to have the ability to foresee or possess knowledge a priori, so how could they dare to believe it?
Horn felt both gratified and helpless about the attitude of the high monks and technical priests.

It's gratifying that they can think independently, but it's frustrating that their advanced knowledge from another world always has to go through countless doubts and tests.

However, the truth always becomes clearer through debate, and we'll see how things unfold afterward.

Soon, the clockwork locomotive project was launched in full swing.

That evening, the St. Regis newspaper published the news that "Franzan's secret agents planned the bombing, and a meeting was held to confirm the reconstruction in ten days."

If a second-rate newspaper, such as the Xinmin Daily or the Xinshengqiao Gazette, had reported this news, people probably wouldn't have believed it.

However, Pravda is known for its rigor and official stance, so if it's something Pravda says, then you have no choice but to believe it.

Newspapers bounced as the newsboys jumped, then were pulled out and fell into the hands of employees, workers, and scholars working for a certain group.

Many people only realized why they were woken up in the middle of the night to ask technical questions after reading the newspaper.

Many workers then realized why the boss had suddenly ordered overtime, increased wages, and hired new temporary workers for three shifts that morning.

It's hard to say about other places, but with the current systems of the Holy Mechanism Court, such as the Fluorite, running three shifts shouldn't be a problem.

Since the invention of the ether clock, which can drive a spring mechanism, such as the differential spring, it has been like mitosis, constantly increasing in value.

Today, upon entering the Wanji Hall, a side hall of the Machinery Palace, one can see more than a dozen rows of differential generator sets stacked up to the roof beams.

As the difference engine continues to increase in value, more and more astral weak points are appearing near the Ether Spire, and it is estimated that it will soon be able to supply Ether around the clock.

Providing a few fluorescent lamps at night is no easy task for the Holy See.

The locals of the Holy Alliance largely believed that the repairs would be completed in ten days, while the tourists were more skeptical.

As for those who do not believe, they are few in number.

"Completed in ten days? Bullshit!"

In a hotel at the New Life Bridge Pier, Grellerban, one of the Farnster agents of the Holy See, slammed a newspaper heavily on the table.

The smell of ink wafted out, startling Dewanbe, who was dozing against the wall.

"What's wrong?" he asked, rubbing his eyes.

Grellerban pointed to the newspaper: "See for yourself."

This operation was meticulously planned.

That's exactly what they wanted—for the Holy Alliance to be helpless—that's why they chose this particular time.

If it's too early, the Holy Alliance might have already built a new one; if it's too late, the Holy Alliance will have a reason to say that the locomotive was destroyed and they have to cancel it.

The ten-day timeframe was calculated to be the most difficult point for the Holy Alliance to reach. They either had to accept the extension or they simply couldn't complete it at all.

What kind of workload is this? Fifteen vehicles? What kind of saturation production is this?

In Flower Hill City, Fran had so many master craftsmen and skilled artisans, yet it still took them more than a month to make that copper car, which was many times simpler than the Holy Union's clockwork locomotive.

How long will it take for the Holy Alliance to arrive? Ten days!
You can build fifteen clockwork locomotives in ten days? Look at what you're saying!
It must be said that the Truth Court of the Holy Alliance is indeed quite capable.

Knowing they couldn't hide it any longer, they simply announced it publicly and held a grand meeting.

This immediately boosted morale and brought back the previously low expectations.

Even if it's never built, it's okay.

This is the Holy Alliance's home ground. It would be incredibly easy for them to tamper with the horses or motorcycles in the Galloping Horse Pact.

Dewanbei skimmed through the newspaper: "Boss, I'm wondering, what if they actually succeed?"

"If the Holy Alliance could really create it, vanilla ice cream would flow from my head, and I could fly into the sky by holding my hair."

"Boss, I'm serious."

“And what about Capone? Just Capone alone is worth the price of admission.” Grellebanne tapped the dregs in his pipe, lit it with a satisfied grin, and asked, “Where is Mr. Capone now?”

"By disguising himself as a tourist, he has secretly crossed the border checkpoint. If nothing goes wrong, he should already be at Red Leaf Hill by now."

"We can't let our guard down even when we get to Red Leaf Hill," Greleban quickly reminded them. "Those Red Leaf Hill people and the Holy Alliance are in cahoots; we absolutely cannot reveal our identities."

"I know, I told them in advance that no one is allowed to leave the cabin until the ship reaches Flower Hill!"

Thinking of the elite engineer Capone, Grellerban's usually smirking face broke into a genuine smile.

After receiving news of the Holy Alliance Expo, and following Prime Minister Lorenzo's approval and three months of planning, their major operation against the Holy Alliance finally succeeded.

Moreover, this time, it was a perfect strike at the heart of the matter.

The biggest gain from the "motorcycle bombing" operation, besides disrupting the expo, was Capone Lorlock.

Who is Capone?

Leonardo, a student of Leonardo, recipient of the Order of the Great Sage of Mechanics of the Holy Alliance, Grand Sage of the Temple of All Machines of the Holy Church, and Dean of the Faculty of Mechanics of the Holy University of the Holy Machines.

Although she was just a student, being Leonardo's student was already quite an achievement.

It's worth noting that Leonardo's laboratory produced the first prospective academician, Lorton.

This Lorton has already been awarded the medals of "Mechanical Prophet" and "Miracle Insight," and is now the head of the Theological Technological Priests Order.

But this Lorton was even later than Capone when he started playing.

When Lorton sees Capone, he always respectfully addresses him as "senior" or "brother".

As Leonardo DiCaprio's first student and one of the chief engineers of the clockwork locomotive, Capone's value was extremely high.

The clockwork industry, especially in flange manufacturing, is still largely undeveloped.

With Capone, given his talent as a senior to Lorton and a student of Leonardo, along with the vast resources of Fran, overwhelming the Holy Alliance would be no problem.

Seeing his boss's smug face, Dewanbei hesitated for a long time before finally speaking up: "Boss, if he really is an elite engineer, why were we persuaded to defect?"

"What do you mean by that?" Grellerban's face darkened. "Can't the Holy Alliance have a few ungrateful scoundrels?"

“No, no, no, I didn’t mean that…” Under Greleban’s intense gaze, Dewanbe slowly shut his mouth.

He had met Capone in person, but something just didn't feel right.

He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he always felt that Capone exuded an unreliable aura.

"Alright, alright." He exhaled a smoke ring, took a sip of the Holy Alliance's strong liquor, and said, "Let's drink, let's drink. It's past three o'clock, let's drink first."

(End of this chapter)