Wren dropped his half-eaten dinner, wiped his mouth, and entered the reception room.

Akaland, who was sipping tea, stood up, his tall and sturdy body, half a head taller than Wren, with a smile on his face, but a little embarrassment in his eyes, and said, "Wren, I'm bothering you again." ”

"It's all right, please take a seat, and welcome to my castle. ”

Wren wasn't offended.

Reaching out and not hitting the smiley man, besides, he had a good impression of Akaland.

This legendary mechanic's personality is very similar to that of the science and engineering man in his previous life, he is extremely fascinated by mechanical technology, and although he is a shrewd person, he is not the kind of profiteer villain.

Not to mention, Akaland is still a big taxpayer in his own territory, and there is a mechanical union standing behind it, so there is no need to offend.

The two sat down separately.

Akalande said straight to the point: "Wren, I still came for the machine gun you invented. He saw Wren's eyebrows furrowed, and he quickened his speech, "I know that you have clearly refused, and I don't want to force you to snoop on your secrets, but I have to come again." ”

"Entrusted by whom?" Wren was a little curious.

With the strength of Akalande's identity, he must be a big man if he can come to the door in the middle of the night regardless of his face.

Akadran looked left and right, lowered his voice and said, "Elder." ”

Wren's face was slightly stunned, and it took a second or two to react, "You mean the president of the mechanical union?"

"Yes. Akalande nodded slightly.

Wren fell silent.

As one of the top powers in the Empire, the Steam and Machinery Guild knew something about it from the beginning of the crossing.

The Mechanical Guild had chapters in every city of the empire, and even in some prosperous villages and towns, but the directors of these chapters were never a single person, but were run by a few vice-presidents.

He knew Keneji Rokofell, and in front of him, Akaland, both of whom held the title of vice president.

Of course, the vice president of the Lonshande branch is definitely not as good as the vice president of Modu.

Because the headquarters of the mechanical union of Mordu is located, it is located within the territory of Viscount Stottend, that is, in the old town center of Mordo, in the district of Hierro on the north bank of the El El Ile.

More than 400 years ago, the mechanical union was established in Mordu.

Since that day, there has been only one president of the mechanical union, that is, its founder, who has remained in office to this day and has not been replaced.

This president is one of the most mysterious figures in the history of the Empire, probably not one of them.

"His" mechanical technology has brought earth-shaking changes to the world, promoted the development of productive forces, and deeply changed the structure of the whole society, but very few people know the origin and name of "him", and even do not know whether "he" is male or female, whether it is a human being.

When people refer to "him", they are referred to as the president.

The title of president has almost become a special noun for this mysterious person. In the minds of the people of the empire, the president exists like a special symbol, but little is known.

Wren thought that there would be many people who coveted the machine gun, but he never expected that it would attract the attention of the president.

He pondered his words and asked, "Is the Elder in Mordu?"

In the past, when I was in Lonzand, I once chatted with Kenegi and learned that this president was secretive and rarely appeared, and even the mechanics at the headquarters had not seen the president.

"I don't know where the president is. ”

Akalande shook his head with a wry smile, "I just received a summons from the Elder at home, let me ask you if you can reveal how the Rambo Gun was made, and the Mechanics Guild is willing to pay enough to buy it." ”

Wren was stunned at first, and then laughed twice.

The mechanical trade union is rich and rich, opening the way with a golden shield and buying people's hearts and technology, which is their usual routine.

Wren thought about it for a few seconds, but shook his head firmly.

But his tone wasn't as stiff as before, "Can I refuse?"

To be able to create and firmly control the mechanical union for hundreds of years, this president must be the top big man, at least a saint soul-level transcendent, even if he has the support of a teacher behind him, he can't talk too seriously and stiffen the relationship.

What's more, the teacher is now seriously injured and trapped in the Floating City.

Akaland was not too surprised, he knew that Wren would refuse, but he was still very sorry, "You don't listen to what the Lord's bid is?"

"I don't dare listen. Wren suppressed his curiosity.

He was afraid that after hearing the price, he couldn't help but be tempted.

The impact of machine guns is too great, the cost is not high, after simplification, ordinary people can use it, if machine guns and gun technology are proliferated, the whole world will be plunged into violent turmoil.

Ehrenus is a world ruled by supernatural forces.

The ruler with extraordinary power only accounts for a very small part of the entire population, perhaps less than half of it, but he suppresses the remaining ninety-five ordinary people, grabs the vast majority of the benefits, power, wealth, and land, and all collects them, so that the people at the bottom have almost no chance to turn over.

Machine guns, on the other hand, are capable of giving a unique power to a large number of ordinary people.

This will inevitably set off a huge revolution, and the transcendents below the legend are not much different from ordinary people at gunpoint.

As a transcendent being, Wren is also a feudal lord, and naturally he is also the object of revolution.

However, the machine gun has almost no threat to the top extraordinary forces, such as the legendary intermediate level and above, and even the Holy Soul Wizard, and it is impossible for ordinary people to really turn over with the machine gun.

Not to mention the existence of gods!

Wren wasn't sure what the world would look like, and if there would be a balance between the ordinary and the transcendent, but he knew that countless people would die.

The killing efficiency of machine guns is also high, and it is no longer a lie that rivers of blood flow.

Before this, Wren didn't want to let the machine gun come out too early, but he was forced to have no choice, but fortunately, he worshiped under the door of the Holy Soul Wizard, so he had the courage to take it out and use it for the Ultramarine.

If the mechanical union is allowed to obtain firearm technology, it will be like a tiger with wings, and the strength of the mechanical union will definitely skyrocket, and it may overwhelm the Church of the Three Gods and threaten the rule of the High Council.

No matter which way you judge it, you shouldn't let the mechanical union get your hands on it.

Hearing Wren's answer, Akaland was puzzled.

He sighed helplessly and said, "It's the first time I've seen a young man like you who has strength and talent, but can resist temptation. ”

"I will tell the elders the truth. ”

Wren breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, he has been secretly observing Akalander with the eye of the soul, and judging from the emotional ups and downs, Akalande is not bound to machine gun technology, and his attitude is not very resolute.

It can be seen that the president behind Akalande should just be a test.

Fortunately, the president didn't know much about machine guns, otherwise he wouldn't have given up easily. Of course, it may also be that the president is afraid of his teacher and does not dare to use strong measures.

"Wren, I have one more thing to do this time. Akalande said suddenly.

"Speak. ”

Akalande took a sip of tea and said, "The president asked me to tell Master Anthy that the Mechanical Guild is willing to provide an interest-free loan totaling three million gold for the restoration and aftermath of the floating city in Wezeland, which only needs to be paid off in a lump sum after ten years. ”

The more Wren listened, the more surprised he became, three million gold shields was not a small amount, and it could solve the urgent needs of the Floating City.

And it's a ten-year interest-free loan, which is similar to giving money!

This money can be described as a charcoal in the snow, it came too timely, and the mechanical union took the opportunity to show favor to the teacher, and the teacher's personality must remember this favor.

Wren looked at Akaland, a little strange, "Why don't you tell the teacher yourself?"

"The president should not be in Modu, so I can only tell you. There was a hint of shrewdness on Akalande's face, and he said with a smile: "After all, Master Anxi is a Holy Soul Wizard, the leader of the Floating City, and his status and reputation are too high, if I say to my face that I want to lend him money, I will probably be rejected, and it will also make Master Anzai unhappy." ”

Wren sighed in his heart, this guy is really human.

He was afraid of losing the teacher's face, so he let himself tell him, not only increasing the probability of lending the money, but also taking some credit as a middleman, and also owed a favor.

No wonder he was able to get mixed up with the vice president of the mechanical trade union, sitting on a net worth of hundreds of millions.

Wren nodded, "I'll tell the teacher." ”

"That would be great. Akaland looked very happy and said meaningfully: "After the deed is done, you can come to the mechanical union and sit down, and we can talk more." ”

This is the promise of a benefit fee, commonly known as a rebate......

"I'll go. Wren responded with a knowing smile, he remembered one thing, "It just so happens that I have an idea for mechanical products, and I will communicate with you when the time comes, maybe we will have the opportunity to cooperate and open up a new market." ”

Akalande's eyes lit up, "What idea? Can you say it now?"

"Give me half a month, and I'll tell you when I make the real thing. "Wren deliberately sold off, his idea was actually a steam motorcycle, and it is not certain whether it will be successful.

"Then I'm waiting for your good news. Akalande was intrigued, and rubbed his hands in anticipation.

Wren changed the subject and asked, "I haven't thanked you for the bottle of Titan Power you gave me, how much is it worth?" ”

"I don't have to buy it, I'm also thinking about the big picture. Without you defeating Elon Ravennat, I probably wouldn't be alive now, no matter how precious the potion is, as long as it is used in the right place, it is not a waste. Akaland glanced at Wren, guessed Wren's thoughts, smiled and spread his hands and said, "However, if you want me to take out another bottle of Titan Power, it will be in vain." ”

Wren was a little disappointed and asked, "Where did you get that from?"

"Ever heard of auctioning the Titan's Soul at Modu decades ago?"

Wren nodded.

That demon soul has the legendary element "Titan Divine Power", so it set an auction record in the empire, and the transaction price is 2.4 million gold shields!

Akalande continued: "Back then, I auctioned it with the Demon Soul, and there were several bottles of potions refined from the heart blood of the Titan giant, that is, the power of the Titans. ”

Three thousand gold shields is just a small amount of money for a legendary mechanic, and after so many years, it is normal for him to not remember clearly.

"It's a pity. "Wren is very sorry.

This price is not too expensive in his eyes, in exchange for a three-fold increase in strength in an hour, and the effect of the thunder and lightning form, it is simply too cost-effective.

If you can buy a few bottles and drink them when you encounter a strong enemy, it is very likely to turn the tables against the wind.

Moreover, there is also a chance to get the hammer of Thor in advance.

Wren had no other choice, thinking that he could only settle for the next best thing, and buy a few bottles of "Fury Beast Blood Elixir" for backup, this potion was not so precious, and the price was not high, and it could be bought in many alchemy shops.

The two sat and chatted for a moment, and Akaland got up to take his leave.

Wren personally sent him out of the castle and went back to fill his stomach, ignoring Emilys' questioning, and went back to his room to rest.

Three days later.

For the first time, Wren appeared as Speaker of the Council of Six in Wezeland.

Ancy Vodaus previously announced the names of the two new speakers, much to the surprise of many wizards, but only by surprise.

The wizards talked a lot in private, but no one jumped out to oppose it.

Dharlandon's entry into parliament was well anticipated.

Wren was even more powerful in this catastrophe and made great contributions.

With his strength, sooner or later he will be promoted to a legendary wizard, although he is too young, and he is about the same as some of the older apprentices in the academy, but entering the council only depends on strength, not age, even if someone is jealous, he can't find a reason to oppose it.

Wren has the voice of all things, and in the past few days, he has naturally heard many people talking about himself in the Floating City.

The vast majority of wizards still support themselves, and occasionally a few people are very unhappy with themselves because of their hostile stance in the past, and they can only hold back.

These people can't make any big waves, and they don't have anything to worry about.

At the top of the Wezeland Tower, in the spacious and bright conference room, there is a Wezeland purple eye logo in the middle, six high-backed chairs are placed around it, and there is a soundproof magic circle at the feet, and the surrounding walls are transparent, even the ground is transparent, as if suspended in the sky, and you can overlook the entire floating city.

This is where the rulers of Wezeland discuss their decisions.

Wren sat on one of the six high-backed chairs in a circle, and he looked around to see Darlandon, who had just entered the council like himself, on his left.

The appearance of this legendary mid-level elemental envoy is that of a man in the prime of his forties, with thick eyebrows and a high nose, a broad forehead, a pair of eyes full of wisdom, a calm face, and slender fingers on his hands, although he has been cleaned by spells, he still has a faint smell of potions on his body, which is a typical alchemist characteristic.

Seeing Wren's gaze, Darlandon smiled back with a calm smile.

Wren nodded as well.

Darlandon seems to be calm on the surface, but the soul that keeps changing colors betrays him, and he is actually very excited and a little nervous in his heart.

On the right-hand side is Speaker Cadegard, then Cleos, and Ronnie sits on the left-hand side of Darlandon.

Wren looked across the side, and the face of the teacher, Ancy Vodaus, had recovered his health.

If you don't know the inside story, you can't see that he is seriously injured.

After fusing the key to the door, Wren was able to see the strangeness of the teacher without using the soul eye. A huge mystical energy poured out from the void, forming a closed loop in the teacher's body, maintaining the integrity of the body and avoiding the end of falling apart.

These energies come from the core of Eola, and are of the same nature as the forces of space.

Ancy Wodaus took out a few pages in his hand, flew to the five speakers, and said, "The loss statistics report of the floating city has come out this time, all the speakers should take a look." ”