See you again

These people are so fast-thinking that Mason has to admit he's outsmarted them.

"I didn't figure it out, but you're right. I do have a method, but it's very difficult."

“It’s a problem, but it can be solved!”

The family heads were so excited that they only heard the first half of the sentence.

"Mr. Mason, the situation in the West is extremely bad after the attack. This is what we need. Whatever you want, please provide it."

The famous family heads looked at the young man eagerly, and they just nodded and packed up everything and took it away. Mason said helplessly: "I don't have much on hand, only six. How about this, the highest bidder wins, and the West family can buy first."

"Of course. I want one first. I'll pay 10 million lophis and 10 Class A pollutants."

"You dare to take out just this little? I'll pay 15 million rupees for 15 Class A pollutants!"

"Don't argue with me, I'll pay 20 million lopies for one S-class pollutant and ten A-class pollutants!"

The family heads looked at each other, and sparks crackled in the air.

Not to mention an alliance, even if my own son came, it would not be of much use. Such a good thing must be received in my own family!

Mason opened his mouth and felt helpless as he watched people who were three times his age arguing with each other. He then saw Duke Meldan sitting next to him with a smile on his face. He couldn't help but whisper, "Duke, are you not going to buy it?"

The Duke was as still as a mountain, and his voice was low: "We have no right to speak in this situation. This is just a game between big shots."

Mason glanced around and found that except for the three heads of the family, the rest of the people were sitting there with their eyes and noses in their eyes and their noses and hearts in their minds, and they were all sitting there steadily.

This doesn't seem to be very convenient for bidding.

Just as he was thinking, a clear voice came from outside the door, interrupting the conversation between the family heads.

"What interesting things are you talking about? You invited our family members to come, but why didn't you invite me to come along?"

Mason thought the voice sounded familiar and turned around to see an acquaintance.

Shaken strode in with a smile on his face. He looked around the room and finally landed on Mason. He put his hand on the boy's shoulder affectionately, which was a naked provocation in the eyes of the West family.

The people who were bidding stopped and turned their attention to the newcomer. Shaken remained calm and composed.

"Viscount Cross is a loyal member of the Luo family, and their children are naturally allies of the Luo family. My dear family heads, you didn't invite me. Is there something you want to hide from others?"

What should you do if someone suddenly shows up to steal your food at a critical moment? Of course, you should ask him to leave first!

The head of the Brett family smirked and said, "Of course we know that. But even the Luo family has no right to control the interactions of their subordinates, right? Or does it mean that as a member of the Luo family, we can't even do business with other families?"

Shaken cursed the old fox for teasing him, his face shining brightly: "Of course. I just came to help Mason check the situation. I don't think you will take advantage of your status as a family of the Twelve Round Tables to rob and rob, right?"

Treacherous!

Insidious!

Old fox/little fox!

Both sides cursed each other secretly at the same time. Although they seemed to be in harmony on the surface, they were actually arguing with each other, and even their spit was like a nail.

Shaken was indeed a god-sent soldier, fearless in the face of many enemies. Mason gave Shaken a look of encouragement, and then he readily left the room after leaving all these matters to Shaken.

Shaken still hadn't figured out what was going on, and the Western families were even less likely to tell him the truth. If the other party got involved, they would have even fewer devices to get. At the moment, they were all using various tricks and using vague language, but they just wouldn't give the other party a definite answer.

Shaken was no pushover. Even if he became the core of the negotiation without knowing it, he knew it was a good deal when he saw the other party bidding.

After all, they are his subordinates, so he would show no mercy if he could make the Western Family bleed.

Mason could feel the banging of tables through the door. Without him, the nobles who knew everything inside were no longer hiding. He listened for a while and shook his head, feeling that the nobles' fighting ability was really terrible, and left leisurely.

After a while, the closed door opened.

The blond nobleman walked out. If looks could kill, he would have been killed by the gaze from behind. Shaken left quickly, searching for the boy who had left him behind, but he couldn't find him anywhere.

Shaken touched his face, extremely confused: "Strange, was my appearance just now not friendly enough? Why didn't he feel moved by me?"

“It’s amazing how many people are moved by you.”

A child who looked only eight or nine years old flashed out from the corner. Dan, who had turned back into a child due to the side effect of his bloodline, glanced at Shaken with disdain.

"Where's Aurelius?"

"I'm being entangled by those sea monsters."

"Why don't you help him?"

"No need. Those sea monsters won't put too much effort into our family. Compared to that, what about the [Blessed One of the World Tree]?"

"Well...I'll go find him now."

Shaken coughed, his eyes wandering. He came here specifically for Mason, but he found Mason but was left behind. It would not look good if he told others about it.

Dan saw through his thoughts and snorted, "You lost it, why don't you take out the clothes you used to dance with those noble ladies in Partington?"

“They invited me first!”

The two of them chatted with each other for a while and returned to their rooms. After making sure that no one was eavesdropping, Dan finally told them the real message he was going to deliver.

"The family has sent news that the church has sent people into Partington."

Shaken's expression became serious when he heard this: "What's going on in the family?"

"There's no serious damage. The church won't attack the family easily, so don't worry. But... I heard that my eldest brother is not in a good condition now, and my father has already returned via the teleportation array."

"......"

The two fell silent at the same time. The three brothers had always had a good relationship. After their mother died, their father had been very busy. As the eldest brother, Arnold took on the responsibility of taking care of his younger brothers. Shaken opened his mouth but still said nothing.

Dan patted the back of his hand, his eyes filled with murderous intent: "Don't worry. Whoever did it will pay the price. We in the Luo family will take revenge."

The security device outside the door flashed red, faithfully fulfilling its guard duty. The two people's voices were transmitted along the circuit to the other side of the building and were easily grasped by the mechanic.

Once she entered the city, the Mechanic's blessing really began to take effect. She assimilated the mechanical devices in the city at the fastest speed, turning them into her own eyes and ears.

As long as there is a machine, Mason can eavesdrop on all the information. Not only did Dan and Shaken get the news, similar news also reached other families. The church's actions were a tacit hint. The Son of God entered the second stage of the road to godhood, and Partington suffered a major blow. Now is the best time for them to turn things around.

"The power struggle between the church and the Noble Association has begun. It seems that we should go back to Partington to see how White and Violet are doing."

Once the power struggle begins, it will be a bloody storm for the blood of Partington. The church wants to establish its authority, the noble association wants to regain control of Partington, and the unscrupulous merchants also want to take advantage of the opportunity to gain a foothold.

Mason manipulated Canaan to use the [Book of Answers] once, asking about Nidhogg's situation. The answer was [Sleeping in the molten lava.]

This is a short poem popular in the Age of Darkness. The full sentence is "As a child, I slept in the molten lava, and when I awoke, I became the breath of the storm." It means that after the painful transformation, he ascended to the sky, which is enough to show that Nidhogg is fine and even got an opportunity.

After seeing the answer, the boy finally felt relieved and called No. 2 to give him detailed instructions.

"I have already told the Western nobles about the Black Mist Purification Device. I will introduce you to them then. You take five people with you and stay here, pretending to be technicians who operate the device, and see if you can take the opportunity to collect some materials for making crystals."

The box with the crystal making technology was given to the mechanic in advance. Its raw material is human soul. Once the people brought back by the Black Mist Train fail the test, they will separate a part of their power into the material for making crystal. Now that the Black Mist Train is gone, it can only be collected manually. There are many humans who died in the Black Mist Border, so it is easier to collect soul power.

Number Two quickly began to organize the team. There was no doubt about the mobility of the androids, and all that was left was to prepare replacement crystals for them.

Mason's mind moved, and he manipulated the vests into action.

The silver-haired young man raised his eyes. The metal device flying beside him made a high-pitched sound that was extremely harsh.

"Did you hear that noise?"

"It seems to be there!"

The patrolling guards were immediately drawn to the sound, and they drew their weapons and approached the source of the sound. The fluttering butterflies brushed past their shoulders, involuntarily attracting their attention.

What is this?

Warm and holy, it reminded people of their hometown. The guards stood there, staring blankly at the young man standing in front of the corridor.

His long silvery white hair was crystal clear, and the cold wind from the west became soft and dense in front of him. Even just his back was convincing enough, and the guards could hardly control their desire to kowtow. A title vaguely emerged in their minds.

God.

Yes, this is God.

I was just standing here looking at the view, I have no idea why they stopped.

Canaan had his back to them, with Heaven's control capabilities at full capacity, as if he was unaware of their arrival.

The red-haired young man lurking on the roof took the opportunity to climb into the window and crouched to continue walking forward. Not long after, he encountered a new team of guards.

He carefully observed the patrol route for a while, then slipped into the other party's blind spot lightly, like a clever cat. The security device installed in the hidden place was working tickingly, and after recording his figure, it automatically turned its head and ignored his existence.

With the help of the three parties, the red-haired young man finally arrived at his destination. The cell was locked with at least three layers of locks, and the door was ridiculously thick.

He smeared blood on the door, and the activated door panel opened automatically, revealing what was inside.

The room was small and simply decorated, with only a bed, a set of desks and chairs, and a bookcase filled with books that had obviously been read.

Oreius was the first to say, "Long time no see."

The gray-eyed bloodline man in the room raised his head, looking skinny. In just a few days, he could hardly recognize the former genius of the Brainworm Family. Sevich pulled the corners of his mouth, which was considered a smile.

"Long time no see, Oreius."