Chapter 178 Remembering Luna (Part 1)
"Allen, do mermaids really exist?" Qin Mo had an intense "feeling" for the 'tears of mermaids' and naturally wanted to know the answer.
"Although we have searched for more than ten years without finding the sea creatures, they still frequently appeared in various port cities more than a hundred years ago. As the royal family among the sea creatures, mermaids must exist. As for the 'mermaid's tears,' there is one in the temple."
Allen answered Qin Mo casually, his hands not trembling at all. He was already immune to Qin Mo's intermittent silly behavior and didn't think there was anything wrong with Qin Mo not even knowing about the royal family of the sea tribe.
"There really is... 'Mermaid's Tears'. Back then... did Cang hear my call?" Unable to share her secret, Qin Mo could only ask herself silently.
"Okay, let's go try it now!"
Allen finally finished his work, grabbed Qin Mo, and couldn't wait to head out of the city.
The steel workshop within the shipyard is now the hottest place in the area, not only in terms of temperature but also in terms of popularity. Ever since Qin Mo turned the once strategic resource of refined iron into something as common as cabbage, countless people have wanted to enter and explore it.
Qin Mo took this place very seriously. Not only did Xiao Jingkun, a cultivator at the Profound Realm, oversee the area daily, but Allen also frequently came to inspect it. Any cultivator under the watchful eyes of a powerful figure would have nowhere to hide. It's important to understand that if a high-level cultivator at the Earth Realm or above were to enter Dayuan without permission, it would trigger a chain reaction, just like a cultivator at the Earth Realm entering another country without cause.
A single Soviet nuclear torpedo could wipe out an entire carrier battle group, and the United States' nuclear capabilities are even more formidable. However, this level of power is more about mutual deterrence. If it were to actually be triggered, it would lead to a fight to the death, a situation that no one wants to see.
The powerful beings at the Realm level in this world are similar to this sensitive force; their every move affects the situation between various factions. Even in the life-and-death war with the orcs, there are unwritten rules that restrain powerful beings at the Realm level from doing whatever they want.
Therefore, in the territory currently controlled by Qin Mo, Danshui City is actually the safest place compared to the secret Luzon and Lion City. At least until Qin Mo loses his protective umbrella, he will not be spied on by super-level experts.
"Shi Jing, is there a problem with the hydraulic press?" Qin Mo looked at his busy students and felt a little guilty. He had only taught them basic theory for a few months, but they had to put in a lifetime of hard work.
"Your Highness, you should be asking me. I am the chief designer!" The dull-witted Ximan was displeased. Qin Mo ignored him and only cared about her student, which made him very dissatisfied.
"Okay! Seaman, I admit you played the biggest role, but I was the chief architect, right?"
“Your Highness, your ‘designer’ is really idle. He just left a set of blueprints and went to sea, leaving me and your students to do all the work. I must get the compensation I deserve.”
"Syman, you've gone astray! You're actually asking for wages now! Is this still the free and noble Green Elf?" Qin Mo was furious. If this precedent were set, who knows how much wages she would have to pay Syman in the future, since there were so many things she would need him to do.
"A state-of-the-art galleon, or else... the great Seaman will go on strike!" Faced with Qin Mo's accusation, Seaman stood his ground, refusing to back down.
"You two shut up! I don't care who seduced you, Seaman, to want a Gallen as a gift, but get this set up right now!" Allen's seemingly calm words were already laced with anger, quickly extinguishing the flames of the two who had been arguing.
The officials already possessed water-powered forging hammers, but water presses differed from forging hammers. They operated more smoothly and with more even pressure, offering a significant advantage when pressing delicate items. Of course, their manufacturing difficulty also increased exponentially.
Allen's sculpting template was placed in position, a thin copper plate was inserted, and the hydraulic press slowly began to move. After a series of operations, one after another, exquisite copper coins rolled out along the hardwood trough with a clatter.
Allen picked up a copper coin, looked at the exquisite portrait on the back, and tears began to well up uncontrollably in his eyes.
Allen, who had never shown any emotion in the past—Qin Mo had jokingly called him "dead-faced"—never revealed a trace of anger, only giving her a good beating. But now, his tears were streaming down his face uncontrollably.
As Qin Mo looked at the portrait on the back of the copper coin, it gradually overlapped with the image in her heart, and a feeling of grievance and attachment inexplicably began to arise in her heart.
That was Qin Mo's adoptive mother—'Luna,' the most beautiful elven woman in Qin Mo's heart. When Qin Mo decided to issue coins, she decided to reserve a place for 'Luna.'
Qin Mo only planned to issue two types of coins: copper and silver. The reverse side of both coins featured Luna's half-body portrait, while the obverse side of the silver coin featured the portrait of his cheap father, Qin Lan. Only the obverse side of the copper coin had a space reserved for himself.
"Allen, that's my mother, why...why are you crying?" Qin Mo couldn't help but comfort Allen as he watched his tears fall endlessly.
“I started following my teacher when I was very young, and my teacher… is actually also my mother.” A rare expression of emotion appeared on Allen’s face… a look of gratitude.
"Oh! I've known for a long time that we're brothers. You've been putting on airs and acting all high and mighty. Now you admit it!" Qin Mo put his arm around the great elf's shoulder and said cheerfully.
"You think you're worthy? We're talking about different things, not the same thing!" Allen retorted, but didn't shake off the arm on his shoulder as usual.
After the two men had gone far away, Ximan and the group of craftsmen gathered around, and were overjoyed as they looked at the exquisite copper coins.
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