The preparation for creating a puppet town is quite tedious and tedious, at least that's what Klein thinks.

In a huge ancient palace, Crane sat on the high-backed chair belonging to the "Fool", holding an absorbent fountain pen and writing the name, age and fate of each secret puppet on ordinary paper, while letting the "spirit worms" drill out of their bodies and reorganize into one doppelganger after another.

Some of these Cranes sat on the floor, some occupied twenty-one seats other than the "Fool", and some appeared on the beds and lay on them......

Then, they each gathered different books from the clutter pile and read them carefully.

That book includes, but is not limited to:

How to Make Good Wine

Train Dispatch

"Dessert Making"

Self-cultivation of the clergy

Repair Manual for Gas Wall Lamps, Gas Meters and Various Household Machinery

"Dixie's Food"

"Port Management Practice"

Legal Basis

Women's Aesthetic Magazine......

These are the expertise that different secret couples need to master, so that they can play their role well and make him authentic enough in every way, even if they talk and interact deeply with outsiders, without revealing problems.

If he simply memorized this knowledge, there was no difficulty for Klein, but he had to really master it and be able to apply it, and he couldn't confuse the characters, and he couldn't let a burly and sturdy low-paid wrench blurt out how effective such and such a skin care product was moisturizing, and what was the flaw of such and such silk.

If such a situation takes place in a play, or an opera, it may create a peculiar attraction, but it can be put into reality, but it is obviously distorted, which is not conducive to the advancement of the ritual.

In order to circumvent similar problems, Crane can only work hard in the early stage to make every character in the secret puppet town real, plump, and appropriate.

Fortunately, there are not too many people in a town who really need to have in-depth knowledge of the corresponding knowledge, and most of the residents are semi-literate, or even truly illiterate, relying on experience to live a miserable life. For these roles, Klein has a lot less to learn, like workers who go to the assembly line with little or no training.

I don't know how long it took, Klein put down the pen, rubbed the corner of his forehead, and let out a long sigh of relief.

He had finally compiled the information of nearly 5,000 inhabitants of the Secret Puppet Town, and the corresponding knowledge reserve was nearing completion.

"It's like directing a mega movie, and the screenwriter is me, the lighting engineer is me, the prop master is me, the makeup artist is me, and all the actors are me...... If this ritual continues, I am really on the verge of losing control, and if I am not careful, I will split my personality and fall into the abyss of madness...... Luckily, I have a competent psychiatrist......

"Well, there is a problem that must be paid attention to in the operation of the secret puppet town: although I am personally a polite and cultivated gentleman, most of the residents in a town are low-level, and whether they speak or behave, they will be vulgar...... can't hold it when playing, you can't break through the psychological barrier......" Klein sighed silently, letting the surrounding doppelgangers disintegrate into "spirit worms", and let the "spirit worms" drill back into his body.

Of course, that's not all, there is also a "Crane" who maintains the state just now, ready to take turns on the "Source Fort".

In the next second, Klein's body returned to reality, taking out the "wriggling hunger" from the hole in history and putting it on.

He then "teleported" to an island located in the Raging Sea, but clearly deviated from the safe course.

This is the "stage" he had picked before.

- The area is isolated by storms all year round, and there is no trace of human activity, except for large forests and forest-dependent animals.

Crane looked around, picked an open spot, pressed his right hand to his left chest, and prayed reverently:

"I want a city here that is suitable for 5,000 people. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Crane raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.

Suddenly, the open area became extremely flat, and the surrounding forest "retreated" a lot, providing a large number of trees, stones, and dirt.

Almost at the same time, a series of buildings were erected, they were a mixture of stone and wood, the highest height did not exceed four floors, and the style was close to the Desy Bay of the Kingdom of Rune.

In the blink of an eye, houses, libraries, police stations, telegraph offices, councils, small hospitals, confectionery factories, waterworks, gas companies, steam train stations, parallel railroad tracks, plantations outside the city took shape, and the streets were paved with cement or stone bricks.

Eventually, next to the square in the middle of town, a steeple church stood proudly out of the ground.

This is a church that belongs to the "Goddess of the Night", because it has to fit the background of the city.

"I want the island to have a deep-water port. Klein didn't stop and made a second wish to himself.

Syllable!

He snapped his fingers again and granted his wish.

About three kilometres from the town, a modest port was rapidly taking shape, with two docks, five warehouses, a port inn, a modest restaurant, a police station, a bar, a lighthouse, and a barracks for the harbor......

"I want the port and town to have easy access. Crane made a third wish.

He then raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.

A concrete road and a freight railway appeared between the town and the port in an instant.

According to Klein's plan, the port part was intended for sea visitors, and the town part was mainly for outsiders from the north and south continents.

Looking appreciatively at the empty city, Crane pressed his top hat and "teleported" directly to the town square, step by step into the church he named Santa Arianna.

The doors of the church were open, and it was dark inside.

I don't know how long later, three figures appeared at the door, they were a gentleman in his thirties in a formal dress and bow tie, a woman with an ordinary appearance and a gentle expression, and a child dressed like a little adult.

The woman took a few steps with a little difficulty, moved her neck, and then smiled, stretched out her hands, and took the arms of the gentleman next to her.

With a faint smile, the gentleman let the lady half-lean against him, and at the same time stretched out his right hand and took the little boy.

The little boy walked and jumped and looked very lively.

Their movements were a little jerky at first, but the more they walked, the smoother they became, and the years passed quietly through the square.

By the time they left, more and more people had come out of the church of St. Arianna, including policemen, repairmen, gas company clerks, restaurant cooks, gray-haired old men, and poorly dressed farmers......

For the next hour, there was a steady stream of people coming out of the church in the dark night, turning into different streets, going to different places, entering different houses, or staying in the square, enjoying the scenery without white doves.

In the process, the number of people who came out completely exceeded the limit of what the church could accommodate, but there seemed to be people inside, as if it was connected to another city.

After nearly a quarter of an hour, the door of the church of Santa Arianna was finally quiet, but elsewhere there were rats, cockroaches, moths, ants, flies, mosquitoes, etc.

Eventually, a stained glass fan on the top of the church opened, and white doves flew out and landed in the middle of the square.

Those who stayed here came to life completely, some teasing the white doves, some looking for vendors, some playing the lyre, and some talking to friends with smiles.

A man in a top hat, trench coat, cane, and revolver left the town square to the other side of town, stopping at a wooden sign.

He then took out his tools and wrote the name of the town on a wooden plaque:

"Yanan".

After thinking about it, the man "erased" "Yanan" and rewrote a new name:

"Utopia".

............

Beckland, inside the luxurious villa of the Earl of Hall's family.

"Alfred has boarded the passenger ship back to the North Continent?" Audrey did not hide her surprise.

It was September 1352.

In the past six months or so, Audrey did not spend much energy to make her father give up the idea of returning to East Chester County in the first half of the year, because cities such as Beckland and Constance are in urgent need of reconstruction, and the kingdom's politics also need to get a new balance, and Earl Hall has too many things to deal with and is not in the mood for vacation.

So, when Earl Hall was in trouble, she only had to offer to stay in Beckland and return to East Chester County in the second half of the year, so that Audrey could make things go as she had expected and get herself praised.

And the Psychological Alchemy Society did not rush - since then, the Psychological Alchemy Society's review team has held a total of three meetings, mainly to exchange their research results and various information in the jurisdiction. The clue to the mind dragon was only asked twice by the "greedy" lady.

Frankly, if it hadn't been for Mr. Fool who had warned Audrey to watch out for the "furious" rabbit and the easily forgotten president, she would have found the council meeting interesting, and Mr. Rabbit was very insightful, but now, she was as vigilant as ever.

"Yes, the liner has departed. Earl Hall smiled and nodded, "When Alfred arrives in Beckland and has completed the necessary socialization, we will go back to fox hunting in East Chestershire." ”

Autumn is a great time for fox hunting.

Audrey said "um":

"Okay. ”

............

As rear admiral, Alfred did not follow the Navy's fleet to the Gulf of Desey, but took his lieutenant and retainer aboard a steam-sail hybrid passenger liner bound for Prieze Harbor.

After sailing for nearly two days, they were caught in a storm in the Furious Sea.

As the ship shook violently, the sailors on the lookout saw a little light with the help of their binoculars.

That came from a lighthouse.

PS1: Yesterday I wrote three plans in detail because I personally think the third plan is the most emotional, but it is impossible to do it with Xiao Ke's character, so I can only regret giving up, so I have to write it out for you to see, and there is the most mysterious way.

PS2: Ask for a monthly pass recommendation ticket on Monday~