Chapter 167: Questions (3100 Plus)

"A 'Crown'?"

Fiona's face revealed a look of shock.

In this current era where 'Immortals' do not appear, an Extraordinary who has unlocked the Sixth Primordial Substance is, without a doubt, a true bigwig standing at the pinnacle of the Mysterious world!

Powerful and pure Spiritual Ether has already been thoroughly controlled by them, swirling above their Spirit Body, transforming into an invisible crown!

This is also the true meaning of the Sixth Primordial Substance—【Crown】!

It can be said that every such existence is a true foundation of the Invis Kingdom; even Fiona does not know the number or specific information of such existences within the kingdom.

"This... this... isn't this a bit too solemn?"

Fiona muttered.

"If I don't make it sound serious, how could headquarters possibly pay attention?" Yagebu spread his hands helplessly and blinked: "By then, it would already be quite good if they could send us a reinforcement of the Fifth Primordial Substance... I have to say, after a long passage of time, bureaucracy has gradually become prevalent even within the Investigation Bureau headquarters..."

"I know..." Aaron nodded: "A permanent Extraordinary Magical Item."

Clark Das, who was physically strong and looked much younger, gazed curiously at Aaron, who had come to visit.

Green Forest Bank.

Wutong Street.

Inside Das's villa.

Aaron smiled and nodded; in reality, he had no intention of finding an outsider to craft anything, merely using this as a pretext to discuss some issues.

He did not feel it was much of a pity.

He did not say Non-human Grade, as that would scare the old man to death.

"Yes."

If they were ruined or turned traitor... that was also within expectations.

"11 PM tomorrow night, the location is an abandoned factory in the suburbs." Clark Das was indeed an Extraordinary who had been deeply rooted locally for many years, possessing extraordinary connections.

"Permanent?"

"Haha..."

After obtaining the desired intelligence, Aaron naturally changed the subject: "I see the streets have returned to how they were before recently?"

"You want to find a true 'Craftsman'? Do you have Spirit Material suitable for crafting Magical Items on hand?"

Regarding that Investigation Bureau agent, Aaron had never once thought that a threat from a Venerable Name could make the other party abandon their long-held faith.

Being able to obtain this position was thanks to her father being a senior manager at Green Forest Bank.

The bank job offered a generous salary and was quite respectable, counting as the top of the second tier.

Aaron had not received a shred of intelligence regarding this news.

Hmm, 'respectable' in this era carries certain specific concepts; for women, the less contact with outsiders, the more leisurely the work, and the higher the salary, the more respectable it is.

"Besides that... if you want a Magical Item with specific abilities and relatively small negative effects, you need a 'Craftsman' to specifically craft it. You are of the 'Light' domain, so you should know more than I do... And among those Craftsmen, I fear only a Non-human Existence who has unlocked the Fourth Primordial Substance can have a relatively high certainty of successfully crafting a Magical Item with constant effects! Of course, some Craftsmen who purely cultivate the 'Light' path might barely be able to do it at the Third Primordial Substance, but it requires rituals or even sacrificial assistance, and the success rate is also very low... Even so, they are widely sought after; after all, Non-human Existences are very difficult to deal with."

Clark Das let out a long breath and lay comfortably on the sofa: "Even the Secret Police of the Investigation Bureau have withdrawn... This is truly great. If things continued like this, I think I would have to consider moving out of this city."

'As expected of you, as cowardly as ever!'

A thought flashed through Aaron's mind. He stood up, smiled, and bid farewell to Clark, preparing to change his appearance and go to the Iron Fist Gang to find Bamian, having him contact those two.

He paused and spoke deeply: "The formation of some Magical Items has specificity, is full of coincidences, or comes from the feedback of the Sacrificial Si Sui... Such Magical Items often carry heavy negative effects! And the process cannot be replicated."

The reason for helping him with treatment was merely the previous reward, and casually planting a chess piece.

New Calendar year 1026, October 23rd, Friday.

Green Forest Bank was jointly established by several local wealthy merchants and nobles. It has eight branches in the Green Forest Region, with good operations and rich profits.

"Understandable, has the location changed?" Aaron asked.

'Speaking of which... the two of them don't even know the true name of this organization yet...'

"Yes."

His expression was sincere: "You know, most of my Mysterious knowledge comes from ancestral incomplete notes, and there is no path forward anymore..."

Clark Das smiled helplessly and turned to ask: "What kind of Magical Item do you want to craft? Hmm, you should know about the grading of Mysterious items in the Mysterious world, right?"

'Is it that pathetic? As expected of a castrated path...' Aaron was speechless inside: 'I feel that after advancing to 'Maker', I will have the confidence to craft Non-human Grade Magical Items.'

Aaron gave a mental thumbs-up and then asked: "Then... the gathering?"

'Perhaps... I should give this intelligence to Liliyat and Nicholas... Hmm, our 'Invisible Cult' should also have a meetup, though that Percy is not worth trusting for now, so forget about him...'

But all of this had nothing to do with Liliyat Doren, because she was just a front-desk teller.

By now, there are over three hundred banks in total across Invis, with regional banks being the majority.

Therefore, the bank lobby was also built magnificently and hired a large number of elite security guards, among whom there was no lack of Extraordinaries serving as security department heads and managers.

Liliyat Doren wore a women's small suit, sitting behind the counter with a formatted smile on her face: "Hello, may I ask what business you need to handle?"

"He just needs a little experience, hmm... just a little..." Aaron said modestly.

"Haha... I received news from 'The Jazz', the gathering is about to restart, the time is tomorrow... Of course, the location for the contact signal has changed; this is a necessary secrecy measure!"

He looked at Aaron with relief on his face: "If Bruce were as cautious as you, I wouldn't have to worry."

"At the same time, I want to take this opportunity to infiltrate the interior of the Craftsman groups in some Mysterious circles, preferably being able to contact an organization like the 'Craftsman Brotherhood', so as to obtain subsequent path information..."

Banks were born in the Invis Kingdom a hundred years ago, initially composed of a group of people engaged in lending, who later all became bank capitalists.

In this era, women rarely have any jobs considered respectable; governesses and typists are the best professions daughters of middle-class families can find.

Clark was startled, his hand holding the pipe shaking: "Do you know what kind of Craftsman is needed to craft a permanent Magical Item?"

Clark Das placed his meerschaum pipe into a special ashtray, knocked out the remaining tobacco, and pondered: "For an Extraordinary like you, subsequent high-level Secret Transmission knowledge is indeed a problem. Rashly contacting those secret groups is equally dangerous, and it is easy to be suspected and not gain trust... I have to say, using a commission to craft a Magical Item as a contact point is a good excuse!"

"I'm here to open an account!"

A man wearing a baseball cap and a slightly worn-out overcoat lowered his voice and handed over a slip of paper: "The names and passwords are on this..."

Liliyat took it and looked, her pupils suddenly constricting, but she immediately returned to her normal expression and revealed a sweet smile: "Okay!"

(End of this chapter)