"I'm sorry, gentlemen, I can't do anything about your request. We are just the people Mr. Karl asked to help with chores. Why do you think we can contact Mr. Karl?"

Looking at the uninvited guest who had trapped him and his companions in this room, Alan clearly realized a fact that Lisanna had told him at the beginning - humans are a complex race, and sometimes very unreasonable.

“Heh, whether or not we can contact Karl is not up to you, someone come here!”

After clapping their hands gently, the people represented by the Jinquan Society made way, revealing the two mages at the back.

Before Alan and his companions could resist, the two wizards had already released the spell of enchantment and began to read the memories of Alan and his companions.

After a brief stalemate, Alan and his companions fell limply to the ground.

Seeing that the two mages had finished reading their memories, everyone quickly gathered around and asked, "How is it going? Any clues?"

Looking back at the nervous crowd, the two enchantment mages replied helplessly, "They really don't know how to contact Carl, but I found something very interesting. Carl seems to be able to use some method to bring his own and others' consciousness into the bodies of several warforged. I suspect this is the technology mastered by his master Morban."

It was not new in the spellcaster circle that Mooreban wanted to research a "lich surgery" suitable for artificers, but everyone originally just regarded it as a fun thing and no one cared at all.

Powerful mages and warlocks certainly don't need this kind of technology, but low-level spellcasters can't provide much help.

So to most people this is a thankless task.

But if someone really figures out something, that’s different.

Taking in the expressions of everyone present with a hidden gaze, the businessman from the Jinquan Society kept a poker face and did not move for the time being.

However, deep down in his heart, he had already made up his mind to ask the people at the headquarters to help him acquire this technology.

These people are indeed good at doing business, but they are not very strong professionals themselves.

It can be said that they are the group of people who are most eager for this technology.

With a plan in mind, the businessman from the Jinquan Association naturally did not want everyone to focus on this technology, so he quickly said: "Now is not the time to research emerging technologies. We just want to know if there is any way to contact Carl. What technology can be more important than the Eternal Furnace?"

After being led like this, everyone agreed.

But the two enchantment mages indeed did not find any clues, but it was obviously unlikely for them to just admit that they were powerless. The mages did lack money, but they would not ruin themselves for money and make themselves think that they were slaves of these businessmen and politicians.

So, one of the Enchantment Mages immediately scolded, "You obviously got the wrong target from the beginning! These Eagle Men are just the outermost members of Carl's forces. Will you hand over the communication stone that can contact you to the outer thugs of your Chamber of Commerce? We are only here to retrieve the memory of the target you selected, not to find clues for you!"

As he spoke, he used his magic to simulate a terrifying aura, which frightened everyone present so much that they could not help but retreat to the wall.

After doing all this, the two enchantment mages left the room without looking back.

The members of the Jinquan Society and a number of other forces all looked unhappy, but those two mages were affiliated with the university of the City of Towers and were specially invited to help.

And they indeed chose the wrong target, which is why they didn't gain anything.

Helplessly, everyone had to suffer this loss in silence.

A few people wanted to take Alan and the others back home to torture them to vent their anger, but soon, people from the Sheriff's Bureau arrived at the scene and drove them out of the house.

At this point, everyone had no choice but to find their own way out.

…

Walking in the teaching building of the Tower of Wonders, Moore's class stood with his hands behind his back, occasionally greeting the teachers and students who were walking towards him.

After a series of studies, due to spiritual feedback, his level has now reached 19th level artificer.

As long as he makes a breakthrough in his attributes or takes up a part-time job, he can seek to be promoted to a legend.

However, Mooreban is a stubborn person, so he does not plan to take on other professions part-time. Instead, he wants to use his hard work to improve his intelligence attributes and be promoted to a level 20 machinist.

The huge breakthrough in research some time ago made the Moore class very happy, which resulted in 80% of the funding applications submitted during this period being directly approved.

If the topics of the remaining 20% ​​had not been too outrageous, he would have approved them directly.

As he was walking, Morban suddenly felt an energy reaction behind him. He turned around and saw his old friend Galen from the Tower of Spells walking out of the portal.

"Hey, what brings you here? The Ninefold Path competition will be held next year, right?"

Looking at the other person's messy hair, Mooreban joked with his friend and waited for the other person to refute.

However, Galen did not respond to Mooreban's teasing, but said solemnly: "Moorban, something happened!"

Knowing his friend's character, Mooreban immediately put away the smile on his face and asked, "What happened?"

"There are people out there spreading rumors that you have mastered the technology to transform humans into warforged. Some even say that you are openly researching the technology to make warforged."

After the end of the Last War, the technology of making war terracotta warriors was banned and even written into the Throne Castle Agreement of the armistice agreement.

Therefore, these accusations are actually quite serious, and their nature is almost equivalent to a non-nuclear country openly violating international conventions by researching nuclear weapons.

Upon hearing this, the originally festive expression on Mooreban's face suddenly froze.

Seeing his old friend's expression, Jialin's heart skipped a beat.

"You're not really going to study those things, are you?"

Although Galen knew about the topic his old friend had been working on, he didn't think Moore's class would be able to come up with anything because the other party had made little progress over the years.

Recently, he heard that Moore's class had been upgraded, and he thought that his old friend had finally given up his previous subject and started to pursue promotion. After all, Queen Andel had successfully broken through to level 20 some time ago and was about to marry the master of the Tower of Wonders, Malchi. At that time, the Tower of Wonders would be inherited by Moore's class.

But looking at Mooreban's current expression, it is obvious that those improved levels were not achieved by other research, but this guy really made progress in related fields.

For a moment, Jialin was a little confused.

After a brief silence, Morban sensed something was wrong in Galen's message.

"Wait, I have indeed made considerable progress in the field of human transformation into warforged, but I haven't studied the manufacturing technology of warforged? Isn't this unfair?"

Hearing this, Galen's eyes widened, and his two delicate mustaches jumped up because of his breath.

"Is that the point? The point is that someone wants to mess with you! It's fine if you haven't developed anything with your technology, but if you really did develop something, would those politicians and big businessmen let it go?"

(End of this chapter)