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Chapter 209 The aftermath of the workshop
In the early morning, the soft sunlight shines through the gaps in the windows and shines on an old wooden house on the outskirts of the workshop area.

The old room was spotless and filled with iron bric-a-brac and a map and photographs hung on the wall.It looks very lively under the warm sunshine.

Several important places are marked on the map, such as the palace, market, church, etc. On the photo are an old man with a kind smile and a young man.

The old man is Olaf's master Yan Gongyu, a famous blacksmith who once made many exquisite weapons and decorations for the royal family.

Olaf is his only apprentice. He has followed him to learn the blacksmith's skills since he was a child. He is hardworking, smart but ambitious and a little selfish.

He dreams of becoming a teacher one day, opening a workshop by himself with the reputation of a master, and becoming a wealthy and respected blacksmith.

As the sun's facula gradually moved down, it shone on the stubbled Olaf's face.He struggled to open his eyes, the flames of last night and those frenzied faces were still vivid in his memory.

He remembered that he and other angry craftsmen rushed into the workshop where the machine was invented, smashed those strange metal devices with his martial soul, and heard the screams and pleadings of the students of the little reincarnation school.

Olaf remembered that he seemed to see his master's eyes in the flames in the ruins. It was a kind of deep disappointment and sadness.

Olaf wiped his face, this nightmare is really real!

This wasn't a dream, it was just Olaf's subconscious telling himself that if he really committed the crime of vandalism, his future would be over.

Olaf patted his cheek to try to calm himself, telling himself it was just a dream and no one would know what he had done.

He quickly got up and put on his clothes, ready to go to the workshop to see the master's recovery.

But when he walked out of the room and opened the door, he found a group of inspectors of the Wuhun Temple in uniform standing outside the door.

They looked at him coldly, and one of them said: "Olaf Burke, you are suspected of participating in the violent attack on the mechanical workshop last night, come with us."

Olaf looked at them in astonishment, his heart beating faster and his face turning pale.He looked down at the overcoat he had put on hastily, which was covered with black marks, exuding a burnt smell, "So it wasn't just a dream."

In the dark and cold interrogation room, under the witness of the Wuhundian staff, Olaf painfully confessed everything he had done.

"At that time, a thought popped up in my mind, 'If there are more orders, don't you have to worry about the survival of the workshop?', and then I couldn't help but think of those extreme thoughts."

Olaf said regretfully, his face was covered with sweat from nervousness.

"Master Inspector, I really don't know why I did such a crazy thing, you must believe me, my master can vouch for me, it must be the ghosts of those evil soul masters!"

The inspector in charge of interrogation glanced at the clerk next to him who was recording the conversation on paper, exchanged glances with the spiritual soul master in the distance, and shook his head at Olaf.

In the small and cramped interrogation room, only the clerk's rustling writing voice remained, and the silence oppressed Olaf's nerves like a mountain.

After a while, with a stabbing sound, the clerk neatly tore off the transcript and handed it to the inspector in charge of interrogation. Olaf closed his eyes and waited for the final verdict.

How could I be so stupid to mess with the power workshop controlled by the "big noble", now it's all over.

"Olaf Burke, you have committed several counts of damage to property, arson, endangering public safety with dangerous behavior"

The inspector's serious voice struck Olaf's heart like a heavy hammer.

"However, according to our investigation of the corresponding personnel involved in this incident, as well as the appraisal results issued by professional spiritual masters, you are indeed a victim of this incident indirectly manipulated by evil spirit masters."

The plain and calm words of the inspector were as sweet as fairy music to Olaf's ears, as if they came from the realm of the gods.

"Now, you can go back after signing this record. Let's eat some food that is good for your spirit recently. The methods of the evil soul master still have some damage to your spiritual power."

"Thank you! Thank you Lord Inspector, thank you Spirit Hall." Olaf happily waved the inspector's hand up and down, trembling all over.

After Olaf left happily, the interrogation room returned to calm.

"Secretary, why do you say that the higher-ups take such good care of the personnel involved in this incident?"

The inspection has gone through many interrogations, and I am very curious about the current guidance that is raised high and put down gently.

"Ask less and do more. If you can figure it out, you should be the person in charge of the Wuhun Temple." The clerk ended the conversation with a word.

The same thing happens countless times in the same day.

Thanks to the popularity of the biological wristbands, the 01 system quickly locked everyone involved in the incident at that time. After the information was included in the archives of the inspection system, the whole picture of the incident at that time had quietly taken shape.

In the Master's study in the Little Reincarnation Academy, Mu Zhe smiled and thoughtfully looked at the event reconstruction report analyzed by Weidao.

"It's kind of interesting. The hints of spiritual soul skills are inserted, and the constant attacks consume the spirit of those workshop soul masters. The clever skills are worthy of being from the army."

Mu Zhe said softly, and casually picked up a piece of pastry from the plate beside the desk and chewed it in his mouth, the pleasure brought by the sugar massaged his brain.

"What will you do next? Use the fact of being arrested to continue to incite confrontation? Or pretend to be an inspection? No, no, Dai Jinglie can't be so stupid."

Mu Zhe said teasingly, took a sip of tea, got up and walked out of the study.

No matter how Dai Jinglie reacts, he will eventually become his own help in promoting change.

It is better to care about the new students than to spend your mind on such useless things.

Mu Zhe was walking in the corridor, the sun was shining brightly on him, he was going to see if there were any interesting students reporting for duty today.

When he got up and passed the classroom, Mu Zhe saw Zhu Zhuqing asking for advice from a student who was much younger than her, while Ning Rongrong looked at Mao Mao scratching his ears and cheeks with a half-smile.

On the other hand, the students returning from the power workshop are trying to build a brand new power workshop 2.0 with the help of Weidao.

And the newly enrolled students are clumsily trying to practice Yang Yuan Jue with the help of their seniors and Wei Dao.

With these seeds of the future, the old and the young hiding in the dark can't make any waves, the future is always on their side!
　The hydrogel dressing is indeed a good thing. The pain of the skin lesion type wound is greatly relieved and the activity is not affected.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)