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Chapter 228 An Afternoon at the Steam Furnace and the Star Trail Corridor
Within the illusory quantum space of the steam furnace, light green star energy patterns flowed slowly across the ground, and the air was filled with a warm aura of metal and energy fusion.

"Crack, click, click."

Danica, clutching a bulging bag of potato chips, sat on a giant gear like a squirrel with nuts in its arms, her legs dangling idly.

As she ate, she would occasionally glance up at the twelve motionless gear guardians not far away, who looked like wooden figures.

A moment later, she put down the potato chips in her hand and looked at the Heavenly Dao not far away.

"Mr. Tiandao, isn't setting the star energy crystal ratio in the forging fee at 30% a bit too high?"

Danica asked vaguely, with tiny bits of potato chip still stuck to the corners of her mouth.

Meanwhile, Tiandao waited for the figure that was about to arrive at the quantum space of the steam furnace.

He calmly gave his answer.

"Danica, many things in this world cannot be measured by price."

"What they care about is not the price, but whether they can get what they want after paying a sufficient price."

"As for the process, it's not important."

Danica tilted her head, clearly not understanding what she was saying.

And Heaven didn't expect her to understand.

Shortly after the Heavenly Dao finished speaking, a piercing sound suddenly tore through space!
Liam arrived alone at the entrance to the steam furnace.

He looked at the Heavenly Dao not far away and said in a deep voice, "Speak, what exactly are you planning to do by letting this old man come in alone?"

Looking at Liam, whose face was gloomy and whose attitude was tough, Tendou smiled nonchalantly and then raised three fingers.

"Thirty percent. As long as the Steam Branch can vouch for me, the Steam Branch can take thirty percent of the forging fee for each steam furnace thereafter."

Liam was taken aback at first, then chuckled, his words full of mockery: "Heavenly Fate Master, you want to trade with us using our things? Do you think I'm a three-year-old?"

Heaven did not waste any words on this.

You have five minutes to think about it.

Liam frowned, seemingly pondering why the Heavenly Dao had the confidence to make a 'deal' with him.

As things have unfolded to this point, Liam is still unclear about what the Heavenly Dao is doing.

But he keenly sensed that everything this guy did today might not necessarily be a bad thing for the Steam Branch, or even for the Steam Branch as a whole.

It's important to know that the General Council has repeatedly tried to get the Twelve Brass Nobles to grant them permission to forge steam furnaces, so that more Star Envoys within the New Federation could acquire more powerful weapons and equipment.

After all, the purpose of a steam furnace is to forge, activate, and strengthen the 'machine soul' within weapons and equipment.

This allows for further improvement in the effectiveness of weapons and equipment while ensuring that the materials used in the weapons and equipment remain largely unchanged.

Although this effect can only be applied a maximum of three times, and is only effective on weapons below the Cataclysmic level.

However, for the large number of Star Envoys below the Cataclysmic level in the New Federation, especially the Mechanized Star Envoys, the Steam Furnace remains an irresistible temptation.

After all, when the Twelve Brass Nobles controlled the steam furnace, the price of a single forging was not only expensive, but whether or not a forging could be carried out also depended on the whims of the Twelve Brass Nobles.

As a result, many Star Envoys who come here to forge equipment not only have to pay a basic forging fee, but also have to give the Twelve Brass Nobles a very large hidden benefit.

The latter portion of the profits still belonged entirely to the twelve bronze nobles.

In other words, the rules set by the president fifty years ago protected them.

Otherwise, Liam wouldn't have needed the Heavenly Dao to intervene; he would have been frustrated by the long negotiations long ago.

They probably already took action to show these guys what the Star Envoy Association's iron fist of justice is all about.

However, even though he was somewhat tempted by Tiandao's suggestion, Liam did not immediately agree.

"Thirty percent is too little, at least seventy percent, because we not only have to maintain the daily operation of the steam furnace, but also protect you, the guy who just committed a heinous crime. It's very troublesome."

However, Heaven directly exposed his 'lie'.

"A heinous crime? I don't think so."

Tiandao said with a half-smile, "The Grand Master is far more adaptable than you or I think, especially when the results are very good."

Liam remained silent.

Having followed the Grand Master in conquering the world fifty years ago, he knew that man's temperament better than anyone. And although this guy Tiandao was only eighteen years old, his talent and potential were so astonishing that even he, who was meeting him for the first time, was amazed.

Not to mention the president, who has always enjoyed nurturing geniuses.

Thinking about this, Liam could roughly guess the source of his confidence.

Therefore, after weighing the pros and cons, Liam made a decision.

"Alright, let's talk then. After all, you should know that a 70% chance is absolutely impossible."

"Row."

Meanwhile, the first floating city, the Star Trail Corridor.

On a rainy afternoon, inside an old-fashioned temple.

With his upper body bare, Ennett stood in a horse stance, constantly throwing the most basic punches, each punch accompanied by a muffled sound of air being compressed.

"call"

As the fist passed through the air, the bamboo forest at the edge of the dojo suddenly rustled, and the bamboo leaves fell down as if brushed by an invisible hand, but the bamboo stalks did not bend even slightly.

The dampness that filled the courtyard evaporated into a thick white mist the moment it touched his bronze skin.

Upon closer inspection, Ennett's stellar energy, which covered his body, was so immense that it seemed to be about to tear space apart, yet it was perfectly locked within a small area around him, leaving not even a scratch on the wooden floor beneath his feet, demonstrating his astonishing control over his body.

That is the real terror. After all, compared to unrestrained and reckless venting, the ability to control and unleash world-destroying power is the true mark of a strong person.

Because it means he is in control of the power, rather than the power controlling him.

"President."

Just as Ennett threw his next punch, a clear, cold female voice suddenly rang out.

The next second, Ennet's fist, imbued with vast stellar energy, hurtled straight toward the intruder's face with a terrifying, piercing sound as it cut through the air!

Valentina didn't even lift her eyelids, her expression calm and completely unmoved.

boom!
The fist stopped an inch in front of her nose, and her waist-length black hair was whipped up by the force of the punch.

Immediately afterwards, the bamboo forest in the distance behind her shook violently, and the rainwater on the ground trembled.

However, despite the loud noise, the punch did not cause Valentina any harm; it was clearly intended to frighten her.

Ennett stood with his fist clenched, beads of sweat sliding down his angular jawline. He said with a bored expression, "This is boring. You didn't even dodge, Valentina."

"Tell me what you want from me."

Valentina held up the tactical tablet, the cold light of the screen reflecting on her delicate face.

"This is news from the Steam City. I guess you'll be very interested, so I'd like to show it to you."

Upon hearing this, Ennett immediately looked curious.

After all, he had remained motionless in the Star Trail Corridor for a full fifty years since he made a deal with certain guys fifty years ago.

During this period of peace, very few things could truly move him.

But if Valentina said that, there must be a reason for it.

Then, Ennett curiously picked up the tactical screen and began to look at it seriously.

A moment later, a glint of shrewdness appeared in his seemingly dim old eyes.

Valentina was right; he was indeed very interested in the information inside.

At the same time, the camera cuts over Ennet and Valentina's shoulders to a distant view of the courtyard.

The courtyard of the dojo was in complete disarray, as if it had been swept by a category 8 hurricane.

However, what is even more shocking than these things is the sky above the courtyard.

The dark clouds that had been hanging over the dojo were now being forcibly cleaved open with a straight, cone-shaped crack.

And what sliced ​​through the clouds was none other than the punch Ennett had just used to 'scare' Valentina.

Such an exaggerated effect can be produced by mere playful attacks.

This demonstrates the immense power of the strongest Star Envoy of our time.
(End of this chapter)