Mr. Pantalone has no crazy plans today.

“My ‘mechanical prosthetic’ body still needs to stay in Mondstadt to negotiate with Falgar, so this matter can only be handled by you. You can put aside your other matters for the time being.”

"Compared to those secondary things, there are other things that are more important. You should understand the importance of that batch of goods, and you need to be extremely careful in storing them."

After hearing Pantalone's instructions to her, she realized the importance of the matter.

As someone who personally experienced those events and dealt with the demonic power within Cole, she naturally understood the influence and danger of demonic power.

If not handled properly, the resulting harm will undoubtedly be enormous.

If the power of the demon god is leaked due to improper storage, the consequences will undoubtedly be immeasurable.

It was precisely because she clearly understood this that she realized the importance of Pantalone's actions.

"I see."

"Then let's go."

After receiving Yura's affirmative reply, Pantalone nodded.

After giving a slight nod to Pantalone, Yura also left the office to handle the preparations and work for transporting the goods back to Winter.

After completing all of the above tasks, Pantalone did not stop working.

Instead, he brought up his 'Void Dream Terminal' system interface and automatically read the information transmitted from 'himself' on the other side, which allowed him to learn another new piece of information at the same time.

Although all the different Pantalone extensions belong to the same person, in order to process more information, Pantalone uses the "Doctor's" slicing technology to copy his own thoughts to some extent.

This allows Pantalone to think about multiple things simultaneously and have different thoughts working together, as well as to have a multi-threaded mental model.

However, this was just a necessary minor modification made by Pantalone to make the use of the 'mechanical prosthetics' more efficient.

"Dottore has made new discoveries and breakthroughs in their research on 'imaginary internal energy'... This time it's about the 'Abyss'? That's rather interesting."

"So, shall we begin preparations? The new plan?"

After learning the information that his counterpart on the other side had conveyed, Pantalone couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

"Forget it... that's not something I need to consider. Let 'the real me' deal with Dotore. After all, this isn't something my copycat mind needs to worry about."

After shaking his head, Pantalone quickly gave up on dwelling on the matter and turned his attention to the official duties at hand.

Chapter 140 The Power of the Void Realm and the Undead Legion (4k)

"The Doctor" is up to his old tricks again.

As the financial director of the Fools and the head of the Northern Bank, he is the key figure in the winter economy.

Pantalone, who was sitting comfortably on the sidelines, was recently dealing with the financial reimbursements of the Fools for the quarter. Just as he was contemplating whether to copy a few more thought threads and, like the "Doctor," create multiple versions of himself to help him with his work, he was...

Just as he was marveling at how the quarterly report was progressing as he had anticipated, Dotole, a close friend of Pantalone's CEO, suddenly delivered a new report.

His research has made new progress and breakthroughs!

Logically speaking, new progress in such a nationally funded, money-burning project should be a cause for celebration. However, as Dotole's chief partner and the other party's unilaterally called close friend, he knew Dotole very well.

While such a thing would certainly excite someone with the personality of a "doctor," he is not the kind of person who is interested in fame and fortune, nor is he the kind of person who would want to publish his research results to the whole world after obtaining them.

For Dotole, that arrogant genius who relied on his status, he was essentially the kind of person who was completely absorbed in research, even if he made any new research and discoveries.

He disdained to share his joy and feelings with others, and in his eyes, most people in this world were nothing more than ordinary people.

Although the image he projected in Dotole's eyes might share some similarities with him, this couldn't change the fact that Dotole himself wasn't that kind of person.

Based on the intelligence Pantalone had gathered, he felt that his colleague was more likely there to ask for money than to share his joy.

There is no other possibility.

Thinking about this made him feel a headache coming on because of the financial expenditures of the Fools and the pressure on himself. He was in charge of the finances of the entire Fools and also had to find ways to make money for the Winter Kingdom. Was it easy for him?

These guys spend money like water, they don't seem to consider the pressure on him as the CFO at all.

That being said, since Dotole had approached him, he didn't intend to refuse the "Doctor's" request for funds.

Although the Fatui's financial expenditures were enormous, he also understood that these were necessary expenditures for the plan, and in any case, he could not restrict anything in such a place.

After all, his plans still required the "Doctor's" technical support, which meant that no matter how painful it was, he had to find a way to take the money out of his wallet.

However, this did not prevent him from feeling the pinch while inwardly condemning the fools' extravagant spending.

Of course, despite the condemnation, he still needed to see what new tricks Dotole had up his sleeve, and if necessary, he should also come up with a new backup plan.

Regardless of whether those plans are useful or not, even keeping them to deal with Arecino and the "streets" impeaching them would be excellent, and might even help me to further understand my 'true plan'.

And so Pantalone was invited to Dotole's laboratory once again after a long absence.

Looking at the dazzling lights flashing bright red, purple, and various eerie blue lights that seemed to be radiation inside the laboratory, Pantalone couldn't help but start to doubt the safety of the new job that Dotole had recently put him through.

To be honest, looking at that enormous 'imaginary core' that was so conspicuous that it left one speechless, it was constantly emitting incredibly large energy fluctuations within Pantalone's field of vision.

This gave Pantalone a strange sense of déjà vu, as if the thing in front of him resembled a nuclear reactor. If he hadn't known that he had perfect adaptive control over 'imaginary energy', he felt that he would have mutated just by standing next to this behemoth.

Fortunately, the "Doctor" didn't keep him waiting too long. While Pantalone was touring the laboratory that Dotole had built with a huge investment, he arrived.

After temporarily ending the experiment and collecting the necessary data, Dotole, wearing his usual bird-beak mask, laughed heartily and opened his arms to warmly welcome Pantalone.

"Haha, you've finally arrived, my friend."