Be a legal businessman in Liyue!

Wang Que couldn't find any pattern at all.

Maybe in the last second, he was still very calm in the alchemy circle,

But he went berserk the next second.

The other party has the innate ability to connect to the earth veins. Once it loses its restraints, it will absorb energy and memory from the earth veins and then begin to mutate wildly.

During the first experiment, Wang Que was careless and this thing directly destroyed seven or eight underground laboratories.

Wang Que suffered heavy losses.

So now we can only keep it in an isolation tank to prevent it from connecting to the earth veins again.

However, the research during this period has also been fruitful.

At least it gave Wang Que a better understanding of the existence of the demon god.

At the same time, some new methods have been developed.

This is the final conjecture in the above experimental record.

He plans to go back and find an opportunity to give it a try.

Leaving the Demon God's Flesh and Blood Cultivation Laboratory.

Wang Que walked through several dilapidated laboratories.

This place was destroyed by the flesh and blood of the devil and has not been rebuilt yet.

Faintly, you can still see a lot of precious instruments in the ruins.

Wang Que felt heartbroken when he saw it.

I walked quickly and came to a laboratory with a different style.

If the previous laboratory was full of biological colors.

This place is full of mechanical style,

Pushing open the metal hatch inlaid with gear reliefs, a cold smell mixed with lubricant and ozone hits you in the face.

Under the hexagonal honeycomb dome, two differential gear sets run silently on suspended tracks, and faint blue elemental sparks burst out from the meshing points of the gears.

If Miss Estee from Beaumont Workshop were here, she would find this huge laboratory, which is somewhat similar in layout to her workshop.

In fact, this is exactly the case.

Previously, after Wang Que inspected the Beaumont workshop, he also studied the information given by Raymondo.

Then he started research on the hand-rubbing mechanical laboratory in the underground experimental area.

Except for a small number of instruments purchased from outside, the rest of the instruments in this mechanical laboratory were all made by Wang Que himself.

However, Liyue really lacks the mechanical research foundation like Fontaine.

Many accessories and even raw materials are not available for purchase, so you can only forge them bit by bit from basic materials such as ores.

This resulted in very slow progress in this laboratory.

After a few days, he had only managed to make two differential gear sets and a suspended track for transporting materials.

If we want to put this laboratory into use, we probably have to wait until the main body comes back from Fontaine.

Walking to the center of the mechanical laboratory, Wang Que continued to rub the parts with his hands.

Chapter 218 Northland Bank's Counterattack

Another day.

Northland Bank.

Grodek was respectfully serving the young man in front of him.

The orange-haired young man sat calmly in his office chair, holding the newspaper in his hand.

"Savior?"

"Oh, wait until this greedy guy opens his mouth, then you will know how hateful he is."

"Investing 40 million? Ha, it's just to gain greater benefits."

"You're just going to watch him step on you to get to the top?"

He said somewhat indignantly.

If Wang Que were here, he would give me a thumbs up, you really understand me.

After all, Tartaglia was one of Wang Que's largest angel rounds in the early stage.

"Well, Lord Tartaglia..." Grodek said hesitantly.

Tartaglia waved his hand and said, "No need to explain to me, just talk to Pantalone yourself later.

I don’t care about your business, I just want to know when the surprise can be delivered.”

Grodek breathed a sigh of relief and said, "The people from Soft Light Harbor have already entered Fontaine. They'll make some moves to lure Wang Que out of Fontaine. Then, you can give him a surprise."

Tartaglia's expression softened slightly. "I know Pantalone is using me, but I don't care. I just hope I don't make any mistakes."

Grodek quickly lowered his head. "How dare we use you? We were just venting our anger on your behalf."

"Hehe, don't say such high-sounding words. I don't want to hear them. Remember, make sure you don't make any mistakes. Otherwise, you'll have to fight with me." Tartaglia said coldly.

His relationship with Pantalone was not very good either.

He didn't understand a single word of Pantalone's "grand plan."

The reason why they are willing to cooperate with Pantalone is because the other party provides sufficient funding.

Of course, it was also because of the incident in Liyue where he was plotted against by the lady that Tartaglia no longer trusts his colleagues as much as before.

Grodek wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Yes, yes, there is no mistake."

"Well, let's do this for now. If anyone owes us money recently, I'll go and collect it."

"Ahem, Lord Tartaglia, in order to avoid being exposed, why don't you hide here for a while."

"Tsk, boring."

……

At noon that day,

Several people dressed as sailors pulled three salt sculptures and came to the front of Momang Palace.

The scarred sailor in the lead yelled at the top of his lungs, "We want to see the Supreme Inquisitor! The Liyue people used evil magic to kill our brothers!"

He suddenly lifted the linen covering the salt sculptures, and the three twisted salt statues were completely exposed to everyone's sight.

The salt sculptures glowed eerily pale in the sunlight, the outlines of the human figures were clearly discernible, and one could even see the victims' terrified expressions frozen in their last moments.

Some timid citizens screamed on the spot, and even the guards of Momang Palace subconsciously tightened their weapons.

But they still stuck to their duties, dispersed the crowd, and controlled several sailors.

The sailors did not resist, as if they had been prepared for this. They just kept shouting at the Liyue envoy to kill people.

However, people can be controlled, but news cannot.

The news in front of Mo Mang Palace spread rapidly as if it had wings.

Under the impetus of caring people,

In less than half a day, the horrific rumor of "Liyue messenger killing people and turning them into salt" spread throughout the entire Fontaine.

Inside the Momang Palace, a Melusin hurriedly pushed open the door of the Inquisitor's office and reported the chaotic scene to Navilette.

"Master Villette, this matter is very troublesome. It involves diplomats, and it is not easy for us to summon them..."

After hearing this, Villette didn't show any surprise.

He simply lowered his eyes to gaze at the commotion outside the window. He tapped his fingertips lightly on the tabletop. "Notify the Enforcement Court to seal off the scene, protect the 'evidence,' and have the Shadow Chasing Court conduct an inspection."

He deliberately emphasized the word "evidence" and added, "Also, please ask Ms. Funina... No, I'll go see her in person."

Just as Meilushin said, it is indeed difficult to handle when it comes to diplomacy.

……

At the same time, Wang Que was blocked by a group of reporters in the factory.

He came to the factory today to deal with the new production line.

Then I saw a large group of reporters rushing in, and I was surrounded.

The workers around him protected him and confronted the reporters.

A reporter held up the latest special edition, with the headline "Justice or Butcher? Exposing the Liyue Messenger Behind the Salt Sculpture Case."

"Mr. Wang Que, why did you kill them?!"

The tone was fierce, as if he had confirmed Wang Que's crime.

"Mr. Wang Que, can you explain the salt sculptures at Roudeng Harbor?"

"This afternoon, someone accused you of murder. Is that true?"

The reporters around also shouted.

Wang Que narrowed his eyes and looked at the photo in the newspaper. Suddenly, he smiled inwardly: "So you were waiting for me here."

The news came out in just half a day. Such efficiency... it's hard not to be suspicious.

So he glanced at the reporters and found two guys who looked a little strange.

Alechino had warned him before that someone would attack him, and he was still wondering how the other party would target him.

Now it seems that the first move is the public opinion offensive.

Come to think of it, after arriving in Fontainebleau, Wang Que has manipulated public opinion several times.

It's normal for people to treat him like this.

Without waiting for Wang Que to speak.

A thunderous roar exploded from the crowd: "Bullshit!"

Old Jack pushed aside the reporter who was blocking his way, and with his calloused hands he grabbed the newspaper and tore it to pieces.

Scraps of paper fell like snow, sticking to his beard, which was trembling with anger.

"Twenty years ago, when I was building the bell tower for Mo Mang Palace, you sons of bitches were still drinking milk!"

He turned and pointed at the new slogan on the factory wall, which hadn't even dried yet. His indigo work clothes were stretched tight by his muscles. "Look carefully! Integrated R&D and production, sharing dividends—would such a good person harm others?"

"That's right, it's definitely an injustice. You people, don't even think about wrongly accusing Mr. Wang Que."

"It's really abominable! Can't you just stand by and watch our factory recover?"

Wang Que's prestige among the workers had already been established. When they saw Wang Que being accused of being a murderer, the workers instantly turned into a boiling furnace.

Aunt Mary picked up a greasy wrench and smashed it against the bucket. The crashing sound made the reporters step back.

"Those filthy bastards from Roudeng Harbor are worthy enough to compete with Mr. Wang? The gears on their ship were all made by my husband when he was alive!"

"This is a conspiracy!"

The old technician at the spring factory opened his collar with red eyes, revealing the hideous burn scar on his collarbone.

"Whoever wants to touch Mr. Wang today will have to step over our dead bodies first!"

Looking at the excited workers,

A hint of warmth flashed through Wang Que's heart.

It's impossible not to be moved when someone defends me like this.

However, the workers cannot continue to participate in this matter.

If a riot breaks out, it will be a very bad outcome.

"Everyone."

Wang Que suddenly pressed Old Jack's shoulder, his voice calm, "Don't get excited. Trust the Momang Palace, trust the Supreme Judge, and even more so, trust Ms. Funina. They won't let a bad guy go, nor will they wrongly accuse a good person."

With Wang Que's comfort, the workers gradually calmed down.