The next day, just as Carl had promised.
At six o'clock in the morning, he and Lady were already waiting outside Old John's winery.
Besides the two men, they were followed by four swift horses and a carriage.
Of the four swift horses, two were Karl and Lady's mounts, while the remaining two were used to pull the carriage.
Looking at the strong, swift horse behind him, Lady couldn't contain her affection and reached out to stroke it.
"I didn't expect the 'explorers' of East City to be so generous!"
Lady's hand slid down the swift horse's neck.
The soft fur, the proud head, the agile body, and the bulging, explosive muscles that Lady felt under her palm all made Lady sigh inwardly.
That's a fine horse!
Lady drooled, her eyes filled with deep infatuation.
This is completely different from the swift horse they rented when they came to East City; it's like night and day!
The four horses provided by East City are simply the best of the best; you could hardly find one like them in Hope City.
Not only is it extremely rare, but it's also beyond the reach of most people—its price is twice as high as usual.
Even so, such a robust and swift horse was highly sought after.
This is because, compared to the ordinary, it not only has superior endurance but is also much faster.
Traveling long distances on such a spirited horse is much easier and more comfortable than usual.
If Lady and her group hadn't been in such a hurry to get the Swift Horse, Lady might have asked for one too.
Anyway, Ilya paid for the rental, so Lady didn't care at all!
"But Carl, why are they so generous?"
Although Lady was overjoyed to be able to rent such a strong and swift horse, she also noticed something unusual.
It has to be said that for someone as oblivious as Lady to notice something unusual, it shows just how obvious this anomaly was.
"It's strange that the 'Explorers' rented these two swift horses to us without charging extra, and the other two are even free!"
A look of surprise flashed across Lady's face; she couldn't understand why the "explorer" was doing this.
It wasn't that Lady looked down on Mr. and Mrs. John, but they were indeed just two ordinary people.
So why would the administrators of the East Explorers be so generous to them?
Lady couldn't help but let her imagination run wild and make wild guesses.
Could it be that Mr. and Mrs. John have some connection with the management of "The Explorers"?
“Karl, what do you think?” Lady wasn’t content with just guessing herself; she wanted to share it with Carl. She leaned closer to Carl and whispered in his ear, “Could it be the managers’ parents?”
Although Lady had tried to lower her voice, it still sounded as loud as a bell in the quiet of the early morning.
Carl, in particular, who was leaning against him, immediately turned his head away and tried to get away from Lady.
"Stay away from me," Karl warned calmly. "And don't spout such nonsense."
I really don't know what's wrong with Lady's brain; how could she come up with such an absurd idea?!
The "explorers" aren't doing charity work, so why would they be so merciful just because the manager's parents are the ones who are being treated so well?
In his opinion, it was most likely because the rewards offered by these two employers were incredibly valuable.
No, it must be more than just priceless. Otherwise, why would Ilya, that money-grubber, prefer to send them all the way here rather than share a piece of the pie with others?
Carl quickly understood the cause and effect, but he wasn't going to share it with Lady.
Lady can't keep secrets; she might accidentally blurt something out one day.
Therefore, just to be on the safe side, it's best not to let him know.
Lady was very dissatisfied with Carl's avoidance and was about to complain when the distillery door opened.
Old John and Ella walked out together.
Good morning, sir and madam.
Seeing that Carl was doing well, Lady, not bothering to say anything, also bent down.
"Good morning, Mr. Carl, Mr. Lady. I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."
Old John and Ella were both a little embarrassed.
They had planned to get up early to wait for the explorers to arrive, but they didn't expect that they would be so excited yesterday that they would be unable to fall asleep for a long time.
Finally, sleepiness overcame them, and they drifted off to sleep.
Fortunately, Old John set an alarm to remind him before going to sleep.
It must be said that the existence of alarm clocks as a timekeeping tool in this world greatly surprised Old John.
He once doubted whether there were other people like them who had traveled to this other world.
Old John had also secretly gone to inquire about it.
Later, through some subtle inquiries, I learned that timekeeping tools had existed in this world for a long time.
However, it's not because this world is technologically advanced, but because this other world has a race that loves research and is good at inventing—goblins.
Old John didn't know what goblins were, but he gleaned some information from others.
The goblin race, while supposedly fond of research and inventing new gadgets, is more accurately described as being obsessed with money.
To paraphrase Old John, they're obsessed with money; goblins will do anything that makes money!
Of course, some people discovered long ago that it was impossible to give an accurate time, but others simply found it difficult and then gave up.
The goblins, however, thought that since everyone needed an accurate timekeeping tool, why not design one?
If we can figure it out, the money will roll in!
As expected, in less than a year, the goblins actually invented a timekeeping tool and named it a clock.
As the name suggests, a clock is a large timekeeping instrument, while a watch is a timekeeping instrument that can be carried around.
However, although the goblins announced that they had invented clocks, no one believed that the goblins had such ingenuity.
Everyone believed that the god of time, out of pity for humanity's inability to keep accurate time, bestowed a gift upon the goblins during their research, allowing them to invent clocks in a flash of inspiration.
Otherwise, why didn't goblins, with their greedy nature, set the price of the clocks exorbitant?
It's obvious that the god of time wouldn't allow it, which is why the goblins couldn't do that!
However, regardless of the circumstances, when the goblin announced that everyone would no longer need to worry about accurate timekeeping, it certainly caused a sensation.
Almost overnight, clocks became a global phenomenon.
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