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Mag was not in a rush to return to the tavern. Instead, he went to Sean’s mansion.
Standing in the dark at the corner of the street while looking out at the lavish mansion, Mag frowned.
‘There was the aura of two 10th-tier powerhouses. They could not stop him.
However, tonight was not the best time to kill Sean.
Josh was already socially dead. Now, Sean was the only heir to Andre’s throne.
The third prince was just a child who liked carpentry, and was not within Andre’s consideration.
If Mag were to kill Sean now, he could not guarantee that Andre would not do anything crazy.
Sean was on Mag’s to-kill list, and Mag did not care if Andre had anyone to succeed him.
This was because Andre would ultimately die in his hands.
Mag threw a block of wood towards the mansion and turned to leave.
Soon, a 10th-tier powerhouse came rushing out with a group of knights. They searched around and returned with nothing.
In the study, Sean looked at the rock with a horrifying devil’s head carving handed to him by his subordinate. His face was pale.
“Deliver this over to the palace early in the morning tomorrow, and report this to Royal Father,” Sean commanded solemnly and looked away.
‘When everyone left, Sean regained his composure, and he muttered to himself, “Josh, well done. You can’t even save yourself, but here you are, threatening me. I hope you can hide yourself well and not be caught by my people
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Chaos City.
The large square before the textile factory in the north of the city.
Irina stood at the high platform, and said loudly, “Political power comes from the gun barrel. This is a truth that would never change. We have to forgo all our ideals and prepare for the final round of war with the stubbom sect led by Helena to free the Wind Forest completely, save our fellow people from
the suffering, and rebuild the Wind Forest!”
“Defeat Helena!”
“Rebuild the Wind Forest!”
Tens of thousands of Elves shouted together.
There was a glow in their eyes. It was the longing for freedom!
“Twill choose from among you to form an elite team. I hope that you can deal Helena with a heavy blow, but I do not wish for any unnecessary death or injury because of that.
“From tomorrow onwards, Ashley will be in charge of this matter. It will be on a voluntary basis, and I hope everyone can take part actively,” Irina said.
There was another round of cheers.
Irina nodded at Ashley, who was standing beside her, and turned to walk off the platform.
“After this mobilization, it will be akin to declaring war on the Wind Forest once again. Are the people we have within the Wind Forest all ready?” Irina asked Ashley the moment they entered the office.
“Yes. They are all ready.” Ashley nodded. “There has been a split within the Wind Forest during this period, and this gave us more chances to get more supporters among the powerhouses.
“Your Highness, there is one more thing.” Ashley looked at Irina hesitantly.
“speak.”
“The people are the most concerned about Her Majesty’s stance. Could you communicate with Her Majesty?” Ashley asked.
Irina shook her head slightly, and said, “I am unable to contact the queen too. However, this has to do with the fate of the elves and the future of our people. The stance of the queen is not important. What is important is what we truly think.”
Ashley had a clearer look in her eyes. She nodded, and said, “I will pass this message to our people.”
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Mag returned to the tavern, washed up, and went to the study instead of sleeping.
According to what he understood, the current most advanced printing factory on the Norland Continent used block printing technique, and that was why all picture books were mainly in black and white.
Of course, there were also better-quality picture books drawn by hand, and those were more colorful.
However, picture books like that were usually very costly, and were generally custom-made. For example, if a certain wealthy man liked colored picture books, they might get an artist to custom-make one.
If Mag’s “The Plum in the Golden Vase” had not flown away, it would’ve probably fetched a good price just based on its classic storyline and beautiful illustration.
The thought of that made him glance at Titan Tavern.
Titan Tavern had just closed for the day. The windows were tightly shut, but the lights were still brightly lit. There was also the shadow of a person passing by occasionally. That probably was the lady boss’s room.
“Thankfully, it’s a Mandarin version. They can’t read it, so I guess it should not be a problem, right?” Mag muttered to himself guiltily.
Mag thought seriously about making a printer.
He did have a blueprint for a colored printer in his brain, and it was nothing too complicated to make. However, to complete everything including finding the colors, electronic parts, and more… would take him about a year or two.
The steam train could only be launched so quickly due to the heavy funding from Scheer and the deployment of various logistical and operational talents.
To create his own printer just for a picture book was a little too complicated.
“system, do you sell second-hand printer?” Mag asked inside.
“Please mind your words… the System…”
“TIl pay you more.”
“How much more?”
“Double.”
“No matter how much more you pay me, I am a God of Cookery Cultivation System, and would never sell second-hand printers easily,” the System said seriously.
“Forget it then. You’re not the only system around. I’ll get one free from Amy’s system,” Mag said leisurely.
“22?” The System.
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The next morning, Mag got up half an hour earlier
It was not because he was excited; he worried that Amy’s darn System would give her another breakfast making mission.
Of course, there was another reason. He intended to cook up something a little different for Amy’s breakfast.
He took out a ball of dough he prepared last night from the refrigerator. After setting the temperature, it was at its best state for the yeast to work.
‘The dough was pressed and kneaded on the table as it transformed into different shapes in Mag’s hands.
It had been two days since he learned how to make the soup dumpling, Mag was not in a rush to show it off, as the Sichuan spicy wontons in red oil had already become Amy’s staple for breakfast. Today, he wanted to change things up for them.
After the dumpling skin was kneaded, Mag took out the frozen soup that he had made last night from the refrigerator.
The frozen soup was a thick, sticky soup made from pig’s skin, and would be in this frozen, jelly-like state after it was frozen in the refrigerator.
This was the difference between a soup dumpling and a normal dumpling. This was also the soul of the soup dumpling.
Before learning how to make a soup dumpling, Mag always thought that the soup in the soup dumpling was inserted with a needle.
Other than minced meat, some other fillings included fresh crab meat and crab roe.
Crab roe in a soup dumpling was really an irresistible delicacy.
Crab meat, crab roe, and other spices would be stir-fried until the oil from the crab meat seeped out. After that, the ingredients for the filling would be mixed together. Before it was even done, the smell was already making one drool..
