Alchemists do not need self-cultivation

"If he really wanted to eliminate us, why would he need to go through all this trouble?"

The top brass of the spy organization were also undecided for a while.

Just then, there was a rapid knocking on the door.

Knock knock knock!

"Come in."

"Yes."

The door opened, and a person in plain clothes walked in and placed a smartphone on the conference table.

"Smartphones? These shouldn't be sold here yet. The one we went to great lengths to get is in Anjie's hands. Where did you get it from?" The old man looked at the person who walked in with some doubt.

“We got it from Dorothy,” the man said. “According to her, Isaac Yao personally sent them here.”

"What!?"

Everyone involuntarily took a step back; the ordinary-looking cell phone on the table seemed like a dangerous object to them.

"Don't worry, it's not a bomb. Dorothy and the others have already verified it."

"So what exactly is this thing...?"

"They said it contained a message that Isaac Yao wanted to convey to us."

"This……"

Everyone hesitated for a moment, unsure whether to use the phone or not.

"Tsk, you guys are such a hassle."

The colonel looked at the group impatiently, then grabbed the phone from the table and pressed the power button.

The phone was turned on, and a picture suddenly appeared on the dark screen. The person on the picture was Isaac.

[Nice to meet you, friends of the Republic of Albion. I have a few words to say.]

Chapter 954: Unknown Scenery

[Friends of the Republic of Albion, I have a few words to say.]

Isaac's sudden appearance on the screen startled everyone in the room.

"This is...that Isaac?"

"Is he talking to us on this small screen?"

Everyone stared intently at the phone in front of them, and even though it was just a small phone, they remained sitting upright.

[Several months ago, Amestoris lost a batch of radar research data, which was stolen by two spies sent by your organization.]

As soon as the words were spoken, their hearts nearly jumped into their throats.

This is undoubtedly a visit to demand an explanation.

"Your Excellency... I apologize for our decision, it's because..."

[There's no need to apologize; that item wasn't of much value to Amestoris, but you need to take responsibility for your theft.]

"You said, as long as it's within our capabilities..."

"I need some intelligence about the kingdom, but I can't investigate because of my identity. I need to use some of your organization's resources," Isaac said on the screen.

[I've made contact with the two spies who stole from Amestris back then; you can get the details from them.]

"Yes, Dorothy mentioned this to us before. May I ask about the details of the collaboration..."

[I will secretly provide them with some assistance, and all you need to do is share the kingdom's intelligence with me. If the cooperation goes smoothly, it's not impossible for Amestris to cooperate with the Republic.]

"This……"

Everyone frowned.

To be fair, Isaac's willingness to let bygones be bygones regarding the theft of Amestris's technical data, and his offering of the possibility of cooperation with Amestris, doesn't seem like a bad deal at all.

Moreover, judging from his attitude, the cooperation between Amestoris and the Republic of Albion may not be as close as it appears on the surface.

The elderly man at the head of the group pondered for a moment, then said to the screen, "What will happen if we don't agree?"

[Amestolis will cooperate fully with the Kingdom, and the New Kingdom will no longer sell weapons to you.]

"……I see."

The old man sighed after hearing this.

He knew from the beginning that the initiative was definitely not on his side, and it seemed that there was no other way but to choose cooperation.

“Angie and Dorothy are at your disposal. If you need more people, we can provide you with a list.”

[It's best not to let too many people know about this; just these two are enough.]

"In that case..."

That's enough for now. I wish us a successful collaboration.

After saying that, the screen suddenly went dark.

Just as the people nearby were about to go up and check the situation, the phone suddenly started sparking.

Crack!

With a crisp sound, the phone screen suddenly cracked, and smoke billowed from it.

"...Was the evidence of the call destroyed?"

"What do we do now?"

“Just do as the lieutenant general says, and we won’t lose out,” the old man said. “Send over a copy of the secrets of the kingdom that we’ve uncovered.”

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"I've already told them about it, and now we just need to wait for their reply."

In the study of the villa, Isaac leaned back lazily in his chair.

Cooperation with the Western Republic is a done deal. With intelligence support from the Kingdom there and intelligence from Ange, Isaac can better manipulate the direction of the two countries in secret.

There was nothing for him to worry about here, so he could start doing his own thing.

Isaac picked up his pen and continued writing on the blank manuscript paper. He had already written the third chapter of the textbook, and at this pace, he could finish the manuscript in another week.

"It seems it won't take many years. The textbooks can be finished in six months at most."

Isaac laughed as he began writing the third chapter.

The first volume introduces the basics of alchemy, namely the circulation of energy through the 'circle'. The second chapter discusses some taboos of alchemy, and the third chapter begins the formal teaching content.

"First, teach them a few of the most common transmutation arrays, using simple substances they already understand to break them down and then reassemble them..."

Whether it was a sudden burst of inspiration or not, he wrote furiously on the manuscript paper.

As he wrote faster and faster, the manuscript in his hand trembled slightly, and tiny sparks of electricity flickered, but Isaac did not notice any of this.

呲——

Suddenly, the transmutation reaction of the lightning integration intensified, as the manuscript was transferred through the pen tip to Isaac's hand.

"what?"

By the time Isaac realized what was happening, the electric light had already traveled rapidly to his brain.

……

boom--

"Run!!"

"Get out of this area quickly!"

"German troops are attacking!!"

This is a burning city, with people screaming and fleeing in panic on the cobblestone streets, their faces filled with fear.

Airships adorned with black iron crosses drifted across the sky, dropping bombs on the city below.

"here it is……"

Isaac stared blankly at everything around him. This place was very similar to his current kingdom of Albion, and judging from the style of the surrounding buildings, it should be from the early 19th century.

"Hey! Isaac! What are you doing!?"

A voice called out to Isaac, who turned around to see a blond middle-aged man dressed in a formal suit and wearing a top hat calling out to him.

Isaac had seen this face before.

"Hohenheim..."

What are you still doing standing there?!

The man who looked like Hohenheim grabbed Isaac's hand.

Do you want to be blown to pieces by German bombs?

"Huh? What happened...?"

"Forget about it! Run!"

boom----

A bomb exploded in the street where they were, and the blast wave blew their clothes all over the place.

"Damn it, this place isn't safe either..."

"Hohenheim! Where is this?" Isaac grabbed Hohenheim's clothes. "What's going on with the German troops? Where is this place?!"

"Here? This is London! Never mind that! Now, let's get to..."

"Of course I know this is London, but how come I didn't know when the Kingdom of Albion was invaded?"

“The Kingdom of Albion? What are you talking about?” Hohenheim looked at Isaac with a puzzled expression. “This is England.”

"What?"

Just as Isaac was about to ask something, everything suddenly went black.

……