Two days later.
The little brother of the Garyto Iron Fist Gang brought Chen Lun what he wanted.
Two identification documents and a matching token.
The ID card was a small piece of freshly printed cardboard, wrapped in a thin wallet.
Chen Lun opened it and saw that the name on his ID card was Jackspeter. His identity was as he requested, a foreign scholar from Peacock City, the Bronze City of Yanbang.
Another diploma shows the college where he studied, Oak College, with a major in literature, history and nature.
These certificates are stamped with the seal of the Amber Inner City Public Security Bureau and the signature of the reviewer.
“Well done.”
Chen Lun praised with satisfaction.
After breakfast, Chen Lun handed her Flo Yin's ID and a bronze badge.
"What's this?"
Flo Yin said curiously.
“It will be a must-have item for us when we travel in the inner city.”
Chen Lun explained with a smile.
"Keep them safe. If you are ever checked, just show them...
Remember, you are no longer a nun of the Red Apple Church, but a fallen noble lady from a foreign land, Floinwolf."
After hearing this, Flo Yin instantly realized that what was in her hand was a forged ID.
"Are we ready to leave here? To the inner city...?"
She nodded and asked softly.
As his fingers gently stroked the lines on the copper seal, a family name engraved on it immediately emerged in his mind—
Wolfe.
It doesn't matter who the ancestors of this foreign noble family are, as they probably have no descendants at this moment.
With this title, Flo Yin can live safely in the inner city.
"Yes, he should leave in the next two days."
Chen Lun answered softly.
Fuluoyin suddenly felt a little reluctant.
Although she had only lived at 7 Denton Street for a short time, only about a week, she had kind of liked it there.
"Don't worry, you will have the chance to come back and visit Mrs. Caroline in the future."
As Chen Lun spoke, he pulled the Border Collie's hair on the back of its neck. The dog looked at him in confusion.
"Don't worry about Mrs. Caroline being too lonely. I plan to leave this guy here."
Woof!
The dog was very reluctant and kept spinning in circles.
Chen Lun simply ignored it.
He didn't know what the situation would be like when he went to the inner city, and bringing Flo Yin with him was already a great distraction for him.
If Connie finally agrees to go with them, she will need to be even more cautious.
Let the dog stay here with Mrs. Caroline. At least it can be regarded as a shelter and it doesn't have to wander anymore.
Knock knock.
At this time, there was a knock on the door.
Chen Lun walked over and opened the door, and Connie was standing outside with a smile on her face.
"Mr. Jack, I have modified the musket!"
Chen Lun raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect her to be so efficient.
Seeing the fatigue that could not be concealed on her face and the bandages on her finger joints, Chen Lun guessed that she must have devoted herself to her research in the past two days.
Maybe this is also a way to forget the pain.
Connie sat on the sofa and placed the modified horn gun on the table.
"After my design, its stability has been greatly improved, and it will basically not explode anymore."
Chen Lun picked up the horn gun and looked at it carefully.
Baohuo-Homemade Rifle (Improved Version)
Item description: A carefully improved gunpowder flintlock rifle. The improver has improved its stability on the original basis with ingenious design, without reducing its power in the slightest.
The extended muzzle enables it to have powerful lethality at close range, with no restrictions on the type of ammunition.
A handful of small steel balls will make you cry!
"Excellent transformation. I was not wrong about you, Connie."
Chen Lun put down the rifle and praised with a smile.
Connie was a little embarrassed, and blushed as she picked up the mechanical glove again. She looked at it with a more frustrated tone:
“I designed several schemes for this pair of robotic gloves, but none of them worked…
I tried to add some functions to it, but it didn’t fit and it became impractical.”
Chen Lun knew that this pair of gloves was actually a failed imitation made by the craftsmen of the Iron Fist Gang.
Lack of real soul.
He looked at Connie, not wanting to dampen her enthusiasm, so he took out the prototype drawing of the Crazy Hand - Fireworks in the Palm.
Connie was very surprised to see this beautiful painting.
“This painting… turns out to be like this!”
She seemed very excited and pointed at the mechanical gloves in the painting.
“This weapon was forged to imitate the gloves in the painting, but the forger made a mistake, it shouldn’t be like that!
Although its structure is complex, its function should be very simple, which is related to fire...
I feel fire, light, and change up there!"
Connie stared at the painting with fascination, very absorbed.
It was as if the diagram above was telling her the answer, and telling her some secrets that could only be understood but not expressed in words.
Chen Lun didn't disturb her and drank his tea in silence.
It was noon.
Connie suddenly felt that the oil painting in her hand was not a piece of paper, but a red-hot iron plate.
His palm felt warm and the painting fell onto the table.
She felt dizzy and nauseous, and her whole body began to feel hot.
"Don't look at it yet, have a cup of tea and take a rest."
Chen Lun said softly.
He knew that Connie's sanity points decreased and her body began to feel unwell because she had been staring at an object with extraordinary powers for a long time.
Although Connie was reluctant, she nodded and chose to accept Mr. Jack's advice and look away from the painting.
"Mr. Jack, if I can look at that oil painting more often, I am confident that I can forge the mechanical gloves shown above!"
Connie took the teacup and took a sip, then said firmly.
She then added:
"It's a completely different type of mechanical glove."
Connie pointed to the frantic hands on the table.
Chen Lun nodded. It seemed that Connie had indeed understood the drawing. At the same time, he hoped to poach this talented person even more.
"Don't look at this painting for too long, or it will hurt you."
He gave a word of advice.
Connie had also sensed that the oil painting had some kind of magic that enabled her to inexplicably understand a lot of knowledge about mechanical forging.
But at the same time, it also contained a certain threat, which made her feel a sense of danger that made her hair stand on end at all times.
"Connie, what are your plans next?"
After resting for a while, Chen Lun asked casually.
Connie looked at the teacup in her hand and was silent for a moment.
"I plan to move to a technical college and study knowledge in peace after I pay you back."
"Are you interested in going to the inner city with me?"
Chen Lun asked tentatively.
Connie looked up in surprise.
“I’m very impressed with your talent, Connie.
To be honest, I may need an excellent assistant in this area in the future to complete my plan.
If you are willing to go to the inner city with us, I can sponsor you to study in a better college, and you don’t have to worry about the cost of research.”
Chen Lun invited Connie sincerely.
Connie's eyes widened.
After thinking for a moment, she clenched her hands awkwardly.
"Thank you for your consideration, Mr. Jack.
But I know my current level is far from enough, can you give me some time to think about it?"
Connie was actually moved, but she didn't give an immediate answer.
Chen Lun nodded to show his understanding.
"Well, Flo Yin and I might have to leave in the next two days, so you should think about it carefully."