Leaving Renas temporarily, sending Julia to the Temple of Justice, and then returning to find a way to kill Pop Salazar and gain the power of destruction, this is the final decision after consultation.

But just before leaving, the carriage was stopped by someone.

People from Victor Kenstein.

"Is there a problem?"

Holding the reins of the horses in his hands, Donald had a vague feeling that Victor asked people to stop them, not just saying goodbye or wanting to pay for his rescue.

When they entered the house again, the place where they met was no longer the darkened bedroom, but a living room on the second floor. The windows in the room were closed and the curtains were drawn, and the light depended on a kerosene lamp. Lamps and a fireplace with a fire next to it are provided.

"Looks like Mr. Victor likes low light."

Donald, who was standing at the door, glanced at the cabinet in the living room. He didn't look at it much, just swept it away, and then put his eyes back to sitting behind the desk. It didn't look like he was in a severe coma an hour and a half ago. No.

This time it wasn't Donald who went upstairs alone, Stephanie followed.

The reason is naturally her talent.

"No, I like the sun very much, but it's cloudy today, it's windy outside, and the things we're going to talk about next are not suitable for exposure... Please sit down."

Victor poured two more cups of hot coffee on the table and raised his hand to signal the two to take their seats.

Donald didn't have stage fright either, he stepped forward and sat directly opposite Victor. It must be no trivial matter to make a seriously injured person get up from the bed and wear strict clothes. He didn't mind listening to it.

He picked up the coffee on the table, sniffed it subconsciously, and turned, Stephanie simply didn't touch it.

It wasn't because there was anything bad in it, it was just that Donald was used to drinking a few shillings of coffee along the way, and he couldn't get enough of the smell now.

"Sorry, I didn't think about it... In our place, being able to drink coffee is already a luxury. If the two of you don't drink it, you can put it aside."

Noticing that Donald and Stephanie didn't touch the coffee, Victor explained.

"It doesn't matter, Mr. Victor should talk about the reasons for leaving us first. After all, we are still rushing to other places and can't stay in Renas for too long."

Donald deliberately speeded up the conversation, deliberately revealing that they were going to leave Renas immediately.

"Not staying in Renas for a long time?"

Victor frowned, this was a little different from what he expected, and after thinking about it, he continued,

"Didn't your Excellency know about the existence of Pop Salazar? Since he is an enemy of life and death, and you have information about him in advance, why did you leave?"

"Do we go or not go, what's the problem?"

Naturally, Donald wouldn't tell about sending Julia to the Temple of Justice. He just glanced at Victor and asked in a deep voice.

"Of course, because I want to help Your Excellency kill Pop Salazar!"

As soon as Victor said these words, Donald didn't have time to react for a while, he paused, and a strange smile appeared on his face.

"you help me?"

Victor's remarks struck Donald as absurd.

In his opinion, if Victor could help him, he would not have been beaten to death by Pop Salazar before.

"I know that Pop Salazar is not an ordinary person, but a very powerful alien. I also know that your Excellency and your companions are not afraid of him. I can take the liberty to ask why you are finding Will he leave later? It's not that I want to know the next itinerary of several people. I'm just curious why you don't choose to do it. After all, the information I gave is time-sensitive. Now that person is still in the Talos family. After a while, it won't be sure..."

"This is Renas."

Raising his hand and pointing out the window, Victor is a smart man, and Donald believes he will understand what he means.

"The focus is not on Renas, but on the Talos family, to be precise, Serveit Talos."

"Is there a difference?"

From Donald's point of view, Renas and the Talos family can be equated.

Although various regions of the Lane Empire have established a lot of government agencies, the real power is often the local nobles with real power. It is also clearly stipulated in the constitution of the empire that the nobles must be the mayors.

You must know that even the government wants to hold the position of director of the Demingham Discord Bureau, and even Dalton Warren, who has reached the dominant level, they have to find a way to squeeze out, just because he is a civilian.

Of course, part of the reason for this was that the power of the Alien Bureau was too powerful, and the huge number of aliens made the nobles feel strongly uneasy.

From this, it is enough to see the stubbornness of the Lion Empire in the respect of the nobles in power.

"What if I could turn the Talos family against each other?"

Victor threw a condition again.

"Mr. Victor...why?"

Donald began to feel that Victor was talking unfounded babble, which was draining his patience, and continued,

"By your identity as a criminal wanted by the Talos family in the city, or by the one you hid in the closet?"

When he entered the door, Donald noticed a special existence in the closet on the right, and he quietly glanced at it with his spiritual vision while speaking.

It was a corpse.

"Your Excellency is right, it depends on that existence."

Victor wasn't surprised that Donald sensed his readiness, because it was meant to be a bargaining chip to show the other side.

"Mr. Donald, I wonder if you have heard of corpse technology?"

"Slightly heard."

I did hear Anthony say part of it before, this is not modesty, Donald really only heard a little.

He put his hand on the table down and patted the back of Stephanie's hand, who looked into Donald's eyes and nodded slightly.

"If you don't mind, please allow me to briefly introduce the technology I have developed, this epoch-making technology - corpse technology!"

Talking about his achievements, Victor always has pride and pride on his face, no matter how much criticism this technology has been criticized outside, or even rejected by major religions and all walks of life, which has forced him to the point where he is now .

When I opened the door of the cabinet, the first thing I saw was still several layers of wooden boards and the white patterned dishes on the top. Victor turned one of them, and the inside of the cupboard immediately rang out. The wooden board cracked from the middle, and immediately Pushing it horizontally to both sides revealed a man lying upright behind what looked like a coffin without a lid.

His face looked much paler than that of Victor, who was seriously injured. He folded his hands in front of him, as if he was sleeping, but Donald could already sense that he was dead.

"This is my first work. The conditions were poor at the time. Whether it was the preparation of the corpse or the instrument, it took me a month's savings to borrow the difference engine for half an hour, but it was all worth it!"

Victor looked at the silent male corpse in front of him with an indescribable light in his eyes.

"What is the essence of the Industrial Revolution?"

At this moment, Victor suddenly turned the topic to social issues, and Donald couldn't help frowning.

"Increase in productivity?"

Stephanie took it, then leaned into Donald's ear and said softly,

"I heard from the guests who went to sell Jin Wei before."

"It's not entirely true, but it also hits a point. The handicraft workshops began to transform into large-scale factories. In this environment, in order to survive, the handicraftsmen must enter the factories to obtain income. A new relationship, labor-capital relationship, has changed from the original one-to-one, one-to-two verbal agreement or cooperative relationship to an employment relationship in the form of paper contracts such as contracts. …”

It seems that there have been many rehearsals, and Victor's words are extremely skilled.

"Stop, Mr. Victor, I can see that you should be the teacher of the young people below. You have a lot of knowledge in this area, but I have also received higher education. I am also aware of what you said, so can you say the main point. ...In my opinion, time is money."

Donald, as a person who has passed through the era of information explosion, although he has not experienced the industrial revolution, he has also learned a lot of knowledge in this area. As usual, he may be willing to chat with people about these things and express his own opinions. .

It's just that in this somewhat dark room, there is still inferior coffee in front of him, which is really uninteresting.

"Have you ever thought that if there is a tool that can replace those workers in the factory, not only can work without sleep, but also don't even need to pay them wages, then how horrible it will be to increase the productivity of the factory!"

"The situation you're talking about I think most capitalists dream of this kind of thing in their dreams, but it's impossible..."

"I've made it happen!"

"I mean it's impossible... what did you say?"

Donald's words came to an abrupt end, and he stood up abruptly from behind the desk.

If he heard correctly, Victor said he had achieved this situation?

"It has been confirmed that ~lightnovelpub.net~ the body of a person after death will be 21 grams lighter than the body, which is the so-called weight of the soul, and a person's consciousness comes from his soul, if we say, I can put the soul in a certain Re-injected into the human body in a specific way, does that mean that I can have a corpse that exists and moves?"

"That's an act of blasphemy!"

Stephanie frowned. For people in this world, even if they are not religious believers, in tradition, the soul is extremely valued.

"The dead are returned to the underworld, and the undead are the sins that remain in the world."

This sentence comes from the scriptures of the Morning Light Sect and is widely circulated among the people.

"Then what if I could find something to replace the energy of the soul without depriving and using the soul of humans, just by using their bodies?"

Victor turned sideways and opened the drawer on the other side of the cupboard, which contained several of Donald's previously found inserts in the charred body.