Good and Bad

The people from the provincial department and the city bureau had all left the Ashmist Mountain Town Police Station; Gloria had managed to pass this hurdle.

However, the parting words of the city bureau officials made Gloria furious, leaving her with a strong urge to go on strike and quit.

After listening to her, Lizer analyzed the situation briefly and smiled, trying to comfort Gloria:

"First of all, they still conclude that Wilson and you have a personal grudge. Isn't that a good thing?

Secondly, they just want you to obey in name and stop causing trouble.

Unlike me, they actually want me to tremble in awe, bow down, and pledge my loyalty to them.

Moreover, I don't think they know about your background, milady, otherwise they wouldn't dare to jump around so frantically."

Lizer's slightly playful words made Gloria burst into laughter, freeing her from her enraged state.

She also felt that Lizer's words made sense. Looking at it this way, there was absolutely no need for her to be so angry over a few words.

Seeing that Gloria was no longer angry, Lizer changed the subject and said:

"Do you remember Felina's suggestion back then? To find evidence of Weissman's treason?"

Gloria raised an eyebrow. She wasn't a naive fool, and immediately reacted:

"You want me to pretend to join them and take the opportunity to look for relevant evidence?"

Lizer nodded, then shook his head:

"Things have changed.

Back then, we wanted to avoid him and develop a low profile, but it seems we can no longer avoid Weissman's forces.

So it is necessary to plan ahead. If we can gather the corresponding evidence, it will definitely be beneficial to us.

Besides, you don't need to truly join them. In your position, you just need to write a few letters, pretend to admit your mistakes, and say you will obey the big picture and follow the orders of your superiors from now on.

It's just that you'll have to suffer the injustice of bearing some infamy for the time being."

Gloria sighed. She had already realized how difficult it was to be a simple messenger of justice armed with nothing but righteous zeal.

She nodded weakly and with difficulty:

"I'll think about it. I might need your help more in the future. I'm really not good at these schemes and tricks."

Hearing this, Lizer raised an eyebrow:

"Gloria, are you implying that all I do is scheme and trick?"

Gloria teased:

"No! No! Our Lizer is the most resourceful and wise!"

She quickly realized that the phrase "Our" could be ambiguous, recalling the embarrassing moment from earlier.

Feeling a bit strange and somewhat annoyed in her heart, she had to forcefully shoo Lizer away so she could have some peace and quiet.

Having solved Gloria's dilemma, a cheerful Lizer had just walked into the school gates when an acquaintance called him to the communication office. Surprisingly, it was a letter from "Felin".

Friend Lizer:

Seeing this message is like seeing me in person!

We met in a hurry and parted in a hurry.

I was surprised to hear that you and Felina successfully declared two inventions. I carefully studied your design blueprints; they truly show genius creativity and thinking.

I foresee that my friend's two inventions can fill many gaps in transportation methods, whether for civilian, commercial, or military use.

I have a concept:

If the speed can really reach 250 km/h or even higher, could a high-speed motorized special forces unit equipped with Little Witch Donkeys or Three-Wheelers be specially formed?

They could act as scout units, rely on their flexibility to quickly switch battlefields and frequently harass the enemy, or even strike deep into the enemy's rear from a thousand miles away, executing various special tactics.

As one of the designers, my friend, I wonder if my concept can be realized. Please enlighten me.

In addition, my friend's invention should have been classified as a general invention, enjoying over 20 years of protection rights.

However, there are too many smart people in the principality. Your invention was somehow leaked during the review stage.

Some extremely powerful organizations and individuals foresaw the huge commercial opportunities and did not want you to monopolize it for a long time.

They actually colluded in private!

Although I tried my best, I was ultimately powerless to reverse it... Sigh.

Ultimately, by a vote of 8 to 2, it was deemed merely an improvement on the existing bicycle, a low-end product with little use. It was classified as a product improvement, enjoying only a 5-year protection period.

These organizations and individuals are already preparing to launch a commercial blockade against you to monopolize the related profits.

My friend and Felina must be careful and vigilant!

Furthermore, I am very fond of the Little Witch Donkey design. I happen to study mechanical alchemy as well, and I would like to borrow your design blueprint to make one for myself.

I hope my friend will permit this.

I assume my friend and Felina are also proficient in mechanical alchemy. As a token of gratitude, I am gifting you two books: Metal Refining Methods and Witchcraft Machine Tool Manufacturing Technology.

I hope my friend will accept them.

Additionally, regarding the high-precision lathe you asked me to purchase for you, I have already contacted the Lanwei Branch of the Crimson Soul Machinery Group.

It will be transported to Gele City via witchcraft train in the coming days, and then delivered to you by the Gele City branch. You can simply hand over the corresponding equipment payment to the staff of the Gele City branch.

Finally, I applaud my friend's genius creativity once again.

If my friend has any other ideas or questions regarding mechanical alchemy, we can discuss them together.

He didn't expect to receive a message from the mysterious leather-clad girl, Felin. Lizer was deeply impressed by her and knew at the time that she had a profound background.

Now he felt even more certain that she must be of noble birth, but he knew absolutely nothing about her.

What was rare was that, like Lizer, she was also an apprentice wizard specializing in mechanical alchemy.

What was surprising was that Lizer didn't even know the result of the intellectual property application yet, but Felin somehow knew it first and sent a message to inform him of the inside story.

Moreover, she seemed to have helped him in the final review. It was obvious that the 2 in the 8:2 vote represented the people Felin and that senior had found.

Those organizations and individuals intending to monopolize the profits of the Little Witch Donkey and the Three-Wheeler were truly detestable!

However, Lizer didn't have much attachment to whether it was 5 years or 30 years anyway. Five years was enough for him to make plenty of money using these two inventions.

After 5 years, when others started imitating the Little Witch Donkey and the Three-Wheeler, he could just develop other products.

He believed he could always stay an era ahead of everyone else.

Especially now that he had become an apprentice wizard, he could combine the crystallization of his past life's civilization to realize even more ideas and inventions.

This Felin was quite interesting.

In order to build a witchcraft motorcycle for herself, she actually gave away two precious books of mechanical alchemy knowledge.

He wondered what kind of flair she would have riding a witchcraft motorcycle, given her fondness for tight leather outfits.

Finally, the high-precision machine tool was successfully ordered, which meant Lizer's second factory production line for revolvers and muskets could also open.

In this way, the task of borrowing a hen to lay eggs could progress further, and he could earn more gold coins and merits.

If there was a chance, he could also use Gloria's connections to see if he could secure orders from the Monte Province Police Department.

Moreover, the rare thing was that the intellectual property applications for the two inventions had finally been approved.

Although the results were a mixed bag, production of the Little Witch Donkey and the Three-Wheeler could finally begin.

This unique product was Lizer's pillar industry at this stage, even more profitable than the weapons business.

Of course, weapons manufacturing could not be abandoned either. This was Lizer's witchcraft research direction, and it also involved the tasks of the Internal Intelligence Bureau.

With Felin's message in hand, Lizer pondered his next move as he walked, slowly making his way toward Felina's apartment...

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