After seeing the chaos here, Mooreban immediately ran out to look for his apprentice.

But after he ran out, he remembered that he didn't have Carl's contact information, so he had to find the letter again and look at the address.

"Go straight for 500 meters in the underground ruins?"

After noting down this somewhat abstract address, Mooreban returned to the station where the teleportation array was located and asked the person in charge there about the specific location of the underground ruins.

Upon hearing that this place used to be a place for homeless people who were unwilling to work to live, Mooreban felt a little sad for a moment.

"Alas, in order to protect that equipment, Carl actually had to live in such a place! No! I have to go find him quickly!"

After saying that, Mooreban ignored the chaos outside and headed straight for the underground ruins.

However, when he followed the newly built passage to the underground and walked straight for a distance, he found that the place ahead was not the dark and damp slums as he had thought, but an octagonal star-shaped bastion.

Force field crossbows and countless crossbow arrows are set up on the top of the wall, making it almost impossible for low- and mid-level professionals to force their way through.

On the top of the wall, the repaired V saw Moore's class and waved enthusiastically.

Mooreban activated the flying function of the armor and went directly to the top of the city.

"Carl lives here?"

Comparing the scene in his imagination with the one before him, Mooreban couldn't help laughing.

"That's right. Karl will definitely not make himself suffer. I was thinking the wrong thing."

Seeing Mooreban standing still, V came over.

"Master Mooreban, the master is on the second underground floor of the base, please follow me."

Going down the city wall, Mooreban saw quite a few people in the hall on the first floor, two of whom were Hope and Ying.

Mooreban had met these two people before, and he didn't care much about the fact that his apprentice had Nia and was dating a tiefling.

Not everyone is as loyal as their current tower master, Marchi. Most powerful professionals inevitably have many entanglements in emotional issues.

Of course, he is different. He devotes all his energy to the subject of combining man and machine.

"Hey! Hope, Ying! Carl is in the underground, right? Seriously, he sent me a letter asking for help but didn't even tell me to give him a map. I didn't know he lived here until I asked him!"

Under the surprised gazes of Hope and Ying, Moore said hello and went down to the second floor of the base.

Some of the Kolanburg students who were still staying at the base knew Moore class, while others did not, so they immediately started chattering about it.

"What? That's the dean of the Tower of Wonders? Senior Karl is his apprentice? Oh my god, doesn't that count as the direct descendant of the Tower of Wonders master?"

"No wonder he was already a level 10 artificer at the age of 18. I was thankful to be able to reach level 8 when I was 18."

If it weren't for Hope and Ying, there would be many students from Korlanburg who would want to throw themselves into Carl's arms.

On the second underground floor, the master and disciple finally met.

"Master? Oh, if you had come two days earlier, I would have almost missed seeing you."

Putting down the tools in his hands, Carl immediately recounted in detail what happened to the druid two days ago.

When Mooreban heard that the guy actually wanted to snatch his apprentice from him, his beard fluttered.

After cursing at the air around him, Morban took a breath and said to Carl, "When I came here, I had already asked the informant of the Kingdom's Eye to help investigate the situation in Storm Bay. Although Aundair doesn't have much business here, the person in charge of this place needs to be replaced, so I have to understand the situation.

So, do you think it is good or bad for the Son of Winter to control this place?"

As he said this, Mooreban began to look around the workshop, and then he saw the legendary equipment of the giants at a glance.

At this time, Jin Suiqin was floating in a protective barrier, emitting an orange glow all over her body.

Although Moore's class's research direction is not in the field of advanced equipment, the artificers are naturally interested in this kind of thing.

Without waiting for Karl to reply, he had already rushed to Jinsuiqin's side.

It was hard for Carl to imagine how that fleshy body weighing at least 270 kilograms could burst out with such power.

Mooreban: "Wow! Exquisite! Such superb skills! It can be said to be the culmination of Giant Rune technology! If we try to thoroughly study all the runes on it and their operating principles, the manufacturing technology will definitely be greatly improved!"

Carl: "Manufacturing technology is secondary, but the high-intelligence technology of mechanical structures may be able to make some progress. Master, this thing is intelligent."

As he spoke, Carl lifted the barrier that blocked the area.

After a moment, the harp began to shrink and then floated up next to Carl.

"Hey! Little devil! Didn't you promise to find a suitable master for me? This old human is even shorter than you! Alas, poor Qinqin, I am only this big now and I don't even have the face to see other Qins!"

The Golden Spike Harp is a legendary equipment of the Giants. It will change its size according to the body size of its tuner. If its size is smaller than six feet, it will sigh constantly, dissatisfied with its small body.

Carl had tried to synchronize with it yesterday but failed. However, the special feature of the mechanic also allowed the size of the Golden Spike Harp to change to suit Carl's body shape.

This made the Golden Spike Harp's built-in intelligence very unhappy, and it began to play loud music to vent its anger. So Carl used the protection faction's dispelling magic to temporarily cut off its connection with the magic network, and then sealed it in a barrier, putting it into a dormant state.

Seeing that it was about to use the same trick again, Carl quickly put the mute package on it again and put it back into the activated barrier.

Mooreban looked a little excited; this type of equipment was exactly what he was eager to study.

"You are a lucky guy. I feel like things have been going smoothly since I accepted you as my apprentice!

Well, you can help me write a leave application to the tower master later, and then send it back to the Tower of Wonders. By the way, let the sixth grade director handle the official business of the Tower of Wonders. I will study this thing here and protect your house at the same time!"

Knowing that his apprentice came here to look for the giant's treasure, Mooreban did not take the thing with him, but left it in Storm Bay.

On the one hand, it was to protect his apprentice, and on the other hand, he also wanted to see what treasures his apprentice could continue to bring back.

When there are no important events in school, the principal's work is not that much, which is just handling accounts.

Moore had wanted to take a leave a long time ago and go off to do research, but his topic had hit a bottleneck and he couldn't find any direction at all.

But now it is different. Mooreban feels that he can use this legendary intelligent equipment to research a special "life box" suitable for use with extraordinary machines, so that the machine master can truly have the possibility of transforming into a war forged.

How to make the mechanical body have feelings? He has already researched this technology from No. 18. As long as this technology is successfully researched now, the Warforged will surpass the Lich and become the first choice for the future mages and artificers to reincarnate! "By the way, Master, you just asked me whether it is good or bad for the Druids of the Sons of Winter to control Storm Bay? Why? Aundair doesn't care about what happened in Storm Bay?"

Hearing this question, Mooreban smiled bitterly, and the expression on his face changed from the excitement of a scientific researcher obtaining important information to the depression of a working person.

"In terms of national interests, the events in Stormwind can only be regarded as a minor matter. After all, the real culprit is the Lich Queen.

Besides, Storm Bay is too far away from Aundair, and the Queen has no vested interests here, so generally speaking, whoever ultimately controls this place will have no impact on Aundair."

Just as Morban was about to explain the twists and turns of Aundair's political arena to his disciples, he heard Carl say, "If the remnants of Sayre come here and settle down, will there be any impact?"

"What?"

Because the question was a bit sharp, Moore's voice went up several decibels.

“Although I don’t have much evidence, the druid has contacted a female student from Kolan Castle in the hall. Her family used to be nobles in Sayre, but before the Day of Sorrow, they moved to Throne Castle to live.

Although the druid said he wanted me to manage Storm Bay when he contacted me, I always felt that he found the girl with the intention of having her replace me.

If the survivors of Sayre knew about this, although they would not migrate here on a large scale, they might allow young people to come here in the name of training, and eventually completely control Storm Bay. "

Carl had no ill will towards the Cyrus people.

In the entire Final War, they should be the only victims.

Cyre is the political center of the Galifar Empire. Although the nominal core of the empire is in Throne Room, the Emperor of Galifar resides in Cyre.

Therefore, although Emperor Galifar did not clearly appoint the next emperor in his will, the heir in Cyre is indeed the first in line to the throne.

As a result, the battle for the throne lasted for a hundred years, and in the end even Cel was defeated.

Only the heir's son was left, leading a group of surviving remnants to wander around the continent of Khorvaire in an attempt to restore the country.

From the perspective of countries like Aundair, Breland, and Karrnath, which still have the blood of the Galifar Empire, it is what they hope for Cyre to remain as it is now.

But if they go overseas to other continents to build up their strength...

"Hiss~, you really know how to make trouble for me, so don't write the leave letter yet, I will go directly to the dwarf's news agency.

Alas, it was originally just a small matter of a group of druids imitating Eludin to establish a druid regime, how did it involve Sayre? "

Putting down the tools he had taken out at some point, Mooreban followed Carl back to the hall.

After taking a look at the group of students from Kolan Castle, he greeted them amiably, then walked out and headed towards the residence of the Dragon Mark Family.

(End of this chapter)