Chapter 206: Destruction and Rebirth of the Workshop Area

In a sunroom in the aristocratic district of Xingluo City, Dai Jinglie was sitting on a white sofa, holding a delicate porcelain cup in his hand, filled with fragrant black tea.

He was wearing a gorgeous golden robe, and around his waist was the badge of the Grand Duke of Gengxin City, his former symbol.

His long golden hair fell over his shoulders, matching his golden eyes.

His eyes looked through the floor-to-ceiling windows to the distant northwest.

Under the setting sun, thick black smoke billowed out from the factory area in the northwest, like a torn wound in the city under the setting sun.

It used to be the poorest, dirtiest, and most dangerous place in Xingluo City. It was a hell where countless workers worked hard to survive.

This was and still is the richest, cleanest, and safest place in Xingluo City. It was a paradise for countless nobles to live leisurely for pleasure.

"What a beautiful and magnificent scenery! Respect to our little reincarnation school, to Master Zimuzhe, and to those ignorant and despicable workers."

Dai Jinglie raised the tea cup slightly and took a sip at this "splendid view". He felt the fragrance and sweetness of the tea leaves blooming on the tip of his tongue. A smug and mocking smile appeared on his lips.

"Ha, good tea really needs top-quality refreshments to be a complete experience, right?" Dai Jinglie turned to look at the tall figure in the shadow. "Don't you think so, Your Highness?"

The figure in the shadow maintained his posture and said in a cold tone.

"I don't remember that the Grand Guild of Gengxin City, who is known for his calmness and stability in the royal family, behaved like this. The defeat really changed you, uncle!"

"Ha! Calm and steady! What beautiful words." Dai Jinglie's eyes showed a crazy look, and the golden pupils gradually stretched into a slit.

"We worked step by step during the war. It can be said that Your Majesty and the soldiers did the best they could. But what is the result, my Highness?"

Dai Jinglie put down his tea cup and stood up from the sofa. His tall figure blocked the sun, and in the shadow, the pair of animal eyes exuded a terrifying ferocity.

"His Majesty was deprived of the throne and his martial spirit was abolished. The royal family was dragged like chickens one by one to the public trial in front of the gang of mud-legged soldiers, leaving no trace of dignity."

Dai Jinglie was giving an excited speech, his long golden hair flying in all directions with his intense body movements.

"The enemy we face is no ordinary person! Mu Zhe! The Master of the Small Reincarnation Palace! He has the strength of a god in the records,"

"What can we accomplish if we keep going step by step? Nothing can be accomplished! The gap between our strengths is like an abyss, making the struggles of us ants meaningless in his eyes!"

"But! That arrogant god is actually playing house. Ha! How interesting. That god actually wants to change the rules of the world!"

"Based on his strength, he does have this ability, but humans are not pawns in the hands of gods, Your Highness!"

Dai Jinglie approached the edge of the shadow and whispered to the guest.

"We need to let that arrogant 'god' see human nature!"

The figure in the darkness could no longer sit still after hearing this speech. He stood up and scolded Dai Jinglie sharply.

"This is different from what we agreed! Dai Jinglie! What on earth do you want to do!"

Dai Jinglie's body finally crossed the boundary of the shadow. He stretched his head over the guest's ear and softly uttered a few words.

"Break God's toys! Let him see how hunger and death will spread along the autumn wind!"

The hot breath teased the guest's ears, but made him shudder. This man, Dai Jinglie, the Grand Duke of Gengxin City, was completely crazy.

As Dai Jinglie laughed wantonly, the guest hurriedly fled the madman's residence. He knew that he had been involved in this uncontrollable whirlpool, and he had to stay away from here, otherwise the wrath of the gods would be waiting for him.

In the workshop area, the power workshop was heavily surrounded. Under the instigation of the workshop owner, the production soul masters gathered around this important asset of the Small Reincarnation Academy. They held torches high and shouted angry slogans!

"Take your evil soul guides and get out of the workshop area!"

"It's you who caused those evil spirit masters to destroy the workshop area!"

The roars of the workers passed through the thick workshop door and penetrated firmly into the ears of every student of the Little Reincarnation Academy!

"Did we really do something wrong? Obviously our invention can make those soul masters work more easily."

One student had a painful look on his face, feeling that his efforts and persistence had been negated. He was holding a rune prop that he designed, with tears in his eyes. He couldn't believe that this was the result of his dream.

"There is nothing wrong with our inventions, and neither are the workers. The fault lies with those damn evil soul masters, and we did not have a deep understanding of what those workers wanted."

A student reached out and patted the depressed man on the shoulder and said firmly.

"What they want is very simple, to live a safe and prosperous life. Our invention can indeed allow them to live such a life in the future, but they don't know!"

Another female student stepped in and said something. She had a gentle smile on her face, but her tone revealed helplessness and regret.

"Yes, it is absolutely impossible in the eyes of those workers that our invention will eventually become popular. Even the craziest drunkard will not appear in the nonsense after drinking."

"This is the same as those training secrets released by Wuhun Temple before. Their vision and cognition are stuck in the past, and their lives make these people only grasp what is in front of them."

"Just like me, I came from a farming family. I worked hard for a whole year, and was exploited by the empire. I only had subsistence rations and seeds for the second year."

"The reality is that our family has always lived a regular life. Just a little accident can destroy our family. I was sold after a flood."

At this point, she paused, and a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes. She was one of the liberators who was adopted by the Small Reincarnation Academy and trained to become a soul master and inventor.

She knew how similar her fate was to those workers, and how far apart her luck was from those workers.

"Maybe we should talk to them about how our invention relates to their future to clear up those misunderstandings?"

A student with clear eyes said.

"It's too late. If we didn't just focus on R&D and production, but followed the direction given by Master to communicate with these workshop soul masters early, we could still solve the problem through communication."

The determined student from before showed a bitter expression.

"In the eyes of those workers, the current power workshop is just like the money-making machine of the emerging nobles in the past. It is here to destroy their beautiful life. All the words we say will be the farts of the nobles. No one will believe it."

While the students at the Small Reincarnation Palace were discussing, the crowd outside the door was becoming more and more emotional. The torches, slogans, and dense crowd seemed to have a magical power that made their hearts resonate with each other.

Finally, as a torch was thrown into the power workshop, the chaos could no longer be contained, and the prelude to the destruction and rebirth of the workshop area officially began.