MTL - Lord of the Mysteries-v6 Chapter 62 Kung Fu in the audience (Monthly tickets recommended on Monday)

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The preparatory steps to create a mythical town are tedious and tedious, at least Klein thinks so.

In a huge old palace, Klein sat on a high-backed chair belonging to the "Fool", holding a water-absorbing pen, writing on ordinary paper, writing names, ages, and destinies for each mystic, while letting each one "Spirit Worm" got out of the body, and rebuilt into another clone next to it.

Some of these Klein sat on the floor, some occupied twenty-one seats other than the "Fool", and some appeared out of bed, and lay on their backs ...

Then, they took different books from the debris pile and read them carefully.

That book includes but is not limited to:

How to make fine wine

"Train Scheduling"

Encyclopedia of Dessert Making

"Self-cultivation of clergy"

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

Desi Food

"Port Management Practices"

Legal Basis

Ladies Aesthetics ...

These are the professional knowledge that different spouses need to master. Only in this way can they play their roles and make him real enough in all aspects, even if they talk and interact with outsiders in depth, they will not expose the problem.

If you just memorize this knowledge, for Klein, there is no difficulty, but he must really master and apply it. Moreover, he must not confuse the role, and cannot let a burly and healthy low-income switcher blurt out a certain skin care. What is the moisturizing effect of the product and what are the defects of the certain silk.

If such a situation occurs in a novel, drama, or opera, it may create a peculiar attraction that can be put into reality, but it is obviously distorted, which is not conducive to the advancement of the ritual.

In order to avoid similar problems, Klein can only do more hard work in the early stage, in order to make each role of the puppet town real, full and appropriate.

Fortunately, there are not too many people in a town who really need to master the corresponding professional knowledge. Most of the residents are semi-illiterate, or even really illiterate. They rely on experience to live a life of misery. For these roles, Klein needs to learn much less, just like those workers who went to the assembly line with little or no training.

For a long time, Klein lowered his pen, rubbed his forehead, and breathed a long breath.

He has finally compiled the data of nearly 5,000 residents in Mystic Town, and the corresponding knowledge reserve is almost complete.

"It's almost like directing a very large movie, and the screenwriter is me, the lighting engineer is me, the prop artist is me, the makeup artist is me, and all the actors are also me ... What is wandering on the edge of out of control, accidentally split personality, fall into a crazy abyss ... Fortunately, I have a competent psychologist ...

"Well, there is a problem that must be paid attention to in the operation of My Puppet Town: Although I am a polite and cultivated gentleman, most of the residents in a town are at the bottom. No matter what they say or behave, they will tend to be vulgar ... At the time, I couldn't break through the psychological barrier ... "Klein sighed silently, disintegrating the surrounding avatars into" spirit bugs ", and letting each" spirit bug "drill back into his body.

Of course, this is not all. There is also a "Klein" who maintains the status just now, and is ready to take turns to "source castle".

The next second, Klein's body returned to reality, taking out the "creeping hunger" from the historical pores and putting it on.

He then "teleported" to an island in the raging sea but clearly off the safe channel.

This is the "stage" he picked before.

——This place is isolated by storms all year round. There are no traces of human activity. Only large areas of forest and forest-dependent animals exist.

Klein looked around, picked an open area, pressed his right hand to his left chest, and prayed prayerfully:

"I hope there is a city suitable for 5,000 people."

Just as the words fell, Klein raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.

Huo Ran, this open area has become extremely flat, and the surrounding forest has "retreated" a lot, providing a lot of trees, stones and dirt.

Almost at the same time, buildings stood up from the ground. They were of a mixed type of stone and wood, with a maximum height of no more than four storeys.

That is, a blink of an eye, residential houses, libraries, police stations, telegraph bureaus, municipal councils, small hospitals, candy factories, waterworks, gas companies, steam train stations, parallel railroad tracks, and out-of-town plantations, etc. One after another, the street floor was covered with cement or stone bricks.

In the end, beside the square in the center of the town, a steeple church emerged from the ground and stood proudly.

This is a church that belongs to "Night Goddess" because it fits the setting of the city.

"I hope this island has a deep-water port." Klein didn't stop, making a second wish to himself.

Snapped!

He snapped his fingers again and fulfilled his wishes.

About three kilometers away from this town, a small-scale port is rapidly forming, with two docks, five warehouses, a port hotel, a humble restaurant, a police station, a bar, a lighthouse, and a station. Harbor Marine Barracks ...

"I want easy access to ports and towns." Klein made a third wish.

He immediately raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.

A cement highway and a freight railway appeared instantly between the town and the port.

According to Klein's plan, the port part is prepared for sea visitors, and the town part mainly deals with foreigners from the north and south continents.

Looking at the empty city with appreciation, Klein pressed the top hat and "teleported" directly to the municipal square, stepping into the church named St. Arianna.

The door of that church was open and dark inside.

I don't know how long before, three figures appeared at the door. They were a gentleman in his thirties wearing a formal suit and a bow tie, a woman with a normal appearance and a child dressed like a small adult.

The woman took a few hard steps, moved her neck, smiled, stretched out her hands, and held the gentleman's arm by her side.

The gentleman with a faint smile, while letting the lady half lean on himself, stretched out his right hand and caught the little boy.

The little boy bounced on the walk, looking very lively.

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

When they left, more and more people came out of the church of St. Arianna. There were police officers, repairmen, gas company staff, restaurant chefs, gray-haired old men, shabby farmers ...

In the following hour, there were people coming out of this night church. They either turned to different streets, went to different places, entered different houses, or stayed in the square, admiring the scenery without white pigeons.

In this process, the number of people coming out has completely exceeded the limit of the church's capacity, but it seems that there are still people in it, which seems to connect another city.

After nearly another quarter of an hour, the doorway of St. Ariana's Church finally returned to quietness, but there were rats, cockroaches, moths, ants, flies, mosquitoes and other hidden sneaks elsewhere.

Finally, a stained glass high above the church opened, and white pigeons flew out and landed in the center of the square.

Those who stayed here completely lived, some teased the white pigeons, some looked for hawkers, some played the lyre, and some talked to their friends with smiles.

A man in a bowler hat and a windbreaker carrying a walking stick and leaving the revolver left the municipal square all the way to the other side of the town and stopped in front of a wooden sign.

He immediately took out the tool and wrote the name of the town on the wooden sign:

"Yan Nan".

After thinking about it, the man "erased" "Yan Nan" and wrote a new name:

"Utopia."

…………

Beckland, luxury villa in Earl's House.

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

It was now September 1352.

For more than half a year ago, Audrey didn't spend much effort to let her father give up the idea of ​​returning to East Chester County in the first half of the year. This is because cities such as Beckland and Conston are in urgent need of reconstruction. There is also a need for a new balance. Earl Hall has too many things to deal with and has no holiday mood.

So, as long as Count Hall is in distress, take the initiative to mention being willing to stay in Bakerland and wait for the second half of the year to return to East Chester County. Audrey can make things go as expected and praise herself. .

The Psychological Alchemy Society did not urge it. Since then, the jury meetings of the Psychological Alchemy Society have been held a total of three times, mainly to exchange their research results and various information in their jurisdictions. For the clue of the psychic dragon, Ms. "Greedy" only asked twice.

Frankly, if Mr. Fool hadn't reminded Audrey to pay attention to the "furious" rabbit and the easily forgotten chairman, she would definitely find the jury meeting interesting and Mr. Rabbit very insightful, but now, She was as alert as ever.

"Yes, the passenger ship has left port." Count Hall nodded with a smile. "When Alfred arrives in Beckland and completes the necessary socializing, we will return to East Chester County for fox hunting."

Autumn is a good time for fox hunting.

Audrey "um" said:

"Ok."

…………

As a major general, Alfred did not follow the navy's fleet to Dessie Bay, but instead took the aide and his obedience to board a steam-sail hybrid passenger ship heading to the port of Priz.

After sailing for nearly two days, they encountered a storm in the raging sea.

While the ship was shaking violently, the sailor on the observation deck saw a bit of light through the telescope.

That came from a lighthouse.

PS1: Yesterday I wrote the three plans in detail because I personally feel that the third plan is the most interesting, but it ’s impossible to do it with Xiaoke ’s character, so I can only regret giving up. There is also the most secretive way.

PS2: Recommended monthly ticket for Monday ~

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