The Secret Code of Monsters.

Chapter 440 Ch.439 The Choice of a New Era
The so-called new era, the beginning of a new history, these vague and lofty words cannot make people understand how important these harmful things are.

Mr. Williams also knew that she was not a researcher.

So he took her deeper and showed her some mechanical products powered by the 'white ore'.

This is more intuitive.

It's also eye-opening.

Peggy swore that there should not be such an ingenious machine anywhere in the world: a spider-like "teapot" connected by copper tubes.

That's right.

teapot.

It can heat the cold water in the 'copper spider's belly' and make it boil within half a minute after selecting the set buttons one by one.

It can even be manipulated to move within a limited range via buttons.

how can that be?

The lady was stunned: "It's incredible... I almost thought it was trained like an animal."

William was very pleased to see her surprise.

"Sometimes, a very small change will completely overturn our world." He looked at the copper 'spider': "It can be more streamlined if I have more time to study it - but I don't want to spend more time on it."

"When the time comes, there will always be businessmen willing to do this."

He showed Peggy more machines that she was familiar with: if it were an ordinary steam engine, it would never be so "slim" - this machine made of rivets, gears and copper pipes was only half the size of an ordinary steam engine.

And according to William, this is just the initial version.

It can also be smaller, safer, more convenient and more efficient.

Used in more industries.

With white ore, everything becomes simple.

太…

Amazing.

This undoubtedly shocked Peggy.

"I'll continue, Ms. Street. You have to understand that there is more than one mine in the world." He hinted to the girl who had just tasted the deliciousness of power, "Do you know how many people will live a good life once the white mine really steps onto the stage of the times?"

Peggy was silent, pressed the spider's copper button a few times, and suddenly asked: "Mr. William, if the white ore can make people sick, why don't we use those guys who deserve to be hanged?"

"But how many people deserve to be hanged?" William asked.

If those who are hanged cannot keep up with the research, should the standard of local laws continue to be lowered?
However, these have nothing to do with him anymore.

"Maybe." William said, "That's something you should consider later, ma'am. I'm just reminding you of this... Oh, by the way."

He suddenly said:
"According to my experiments, the white ore will not make the ritualist sick."

"What does this mean?" Peggy frowned.

"It means: White Ore will only make mortals become emaciated, vomit blood, and eventually die like minerals in a state of stiffness - but for some reason... I guess it's "secret". Because of it, we are exempt from such diseases."

"At the same time, we also tried to knock off small pieces of the corpses that became 'experimental materials' and contact them with mortals who were not ritual participants."

"What do you think?"

He asked and answered himself:
"It didn't work, Ms. Street. The white ore didn't infect mortals. This proves that the infection of the white ore can only be through miners-digging-infection. This path cannot be used to continue infecting and processing the finished product to produce more 'finished products'."

This…

wrong.

That's how Nina Moore got infected.

She asked the question in her mind, and William smiled and nodded, raising his finger: "Yes, this is what I want to say-"

"Living humans can infect, but dead 'stone sculptures' can't. Also, animals can't. At least we've tried many common ones."

That’s it…

Trouble.

If the white mine is so important to Inns, or even, as William King said, it will be the "future" of everything - the town of Inns, the Streeter family must not guard a gold mine and pity the shovel.

Henry Streeter had discovered this, and now Peggy had discovered it too.

What should she do?
"In fact, Mr. Henry is quite merciful." William spoke well of his previous partner. "If he insists on obtaining more materials, he can let the infected people move freely among the crowd—"

Peggy sneered: "Once he loses control, the corpses will cover the entire town of Ince."

William hummed, "It can be limited..." "How can you treat people as livestock?!" Peggy couldn't help it, "Are you suggesting that we keep these living citizens in captivity and make them the cornerstone of Street's future glory?!"

William didn't argue with her, but shrugged.

"I am just a scholar, researcher, and the person in charge of the entire project. That's all, ma'am. If it weren't for the Incetown mine, I wouldn't have to come here. My wife is in London, and I am not without property - it's just that after consideration, I would like to find a more convenient partner."

"I have no shortage of money."

"Nor Henry or your slaves or servants."

He pressed a button and the spider's abdomen popped open.

Pour yourself a cup of tea.

"Look."

He stared into the copper abdomen that reflected the slightly distorted face of Peggy Streeter:
"Everything in life will change starting with a cup of hot water..."

He said.

"Oh, right."

"I wish you all the best, Lord Streeter, the new master of Innstown."

…………

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Everyone is waiting for a 'clear' outcome regarding the treatment of Henry Streeter.

He had to die, and everyone knew it.

Otherwise, not only the servants in the manor, but even the miners who surrounded the manor would probably rush in and strangle the man - or their Peggy - with their own hands.

As the new owner and sister of an older brother, Peggy Streeter spent the whole morning alone with Henry, and no one knew what they talked about.

Afterwards, she handed him over to Roland.

A gentleman who has a grudge against his brother.

Rose had thought that she would be as 'weak' as usual and plead for his damned brother...

But she didn't.

Peggy had a calm expression and was wearing a fine fox fur coat, with her two dark brown sleeves swaying gracefully as she walked.

The corners of her mouth drooped slightly, suppressing the chin that wanted to rise. Behind her followed four young girls, the newly chosen lucky maids.

They held oil lamps or simply followed behind.

Peggy came in leisurely and handed Henry Streeter, who was being pinned down by the butler, over to Roland and his party.

She did not ask Roland to kill him, nor did she ask Roland to treat him well, she just made a prophecy - yes, the nature walkers mastered such rituals.

She predicted:

His brother will get drunk tonight, open the window of the top floor room, and accidentally fall.

Broke his neck.

Tomorrow, before sunrise, the gardener will discover his body.

During the conversation, Henry Streeter did not stop his cursing and kept trying to spit at her and Rose - and Rose herself expressed great appreciation for Peggy's "gradually growing up" approach.

He looks a bit like the master.

Soon, Henry was taken to the guest room.

Roland's room.

"Are you going to kill him directly?" Outside the door, Rose folded her hands, leaned against the wall, and asked casually - she knew the relationship between Randolph and Roland, and the relationship between Roland and Sarah, so she was also sure that this man would not survive the night of 'breaking his neck'.

Roland shook his head.

Logically speaking, making the abuser feel the victim's pain is what a revengeful person should do.

But Roland's relationship with Sarah was not as close as Randolph's and Sarah's, and he himself never liked such "highly consistent" and extremely boring homomorphic revenge.

For example, Chloe harmed Cherry with poison, causing her to become insane and subjecting her to abuse under the guise of 'treatment'.

Roland did not do the same thing to him, but simply cut off all the flesh from his body and broke his bones.

"Please get me a wooden cup and a dice."

Faced with Rose's confusion, Roland just smiled.

(End of this chapter)