I am the old, fiery-faced man from the senior department.

Kal'tsit, standing beside Bai Zhou, gently tapped his head, then looked at Williamson, whose expression was slightly puzzled.

Could Kal'tsit knock that nobleman on the head?

“I need two new Victoria passes, here is the fee.”

Two pieces of pure gold, one pass per item.

"information."

Without any hesitation, Williamson accepted the gold and raised his hand to ask for the information on the characters the two wanted to customize.

"Kal'tsit".

Williamson was not surprised at all upon hearing this; this man never hid his identity.

"What kind of status does Your Highness wish to obtain?"

"me?"

Bai Zhou pinched his chin and thought for a moment.

“Ayin, just call me A.”

"Are you sure?"

Although Daylight had an odd name, Williamson was already used to this kind of aristocratic eccentricity.

Ignoring the daytime, Williamson bent down, rummaged through a drawer, and took out a sealed letter, handing it to Kal'tsit.

"This is yours."

He has been updating Kal'tsit's identity information, so he can just give it to her now.

"It's troublesome."

"As for you, sir."

Williamson pointed to the small house behind him.

"Please come over here and take a picture."

"Photograph?"

It's something new I've never seen before.

A Few Things That Happened Upon Returning to Fog City (Part 1)

With a click and a flash of white light, Williamson waved to indicate that it was over.

"Oh, so this is what taking photos is like."

He examined the black box that shone during the day.

What's the point of this behavior?

"This noble gentleman doesn't even know what a camera is?"

Hearing Bai Zhou's mutterings, Williamson gave him a strange look.

Is this guy really an aristocrat?

"I've never heard of that. Usually, I have an artist specifically assigned to draw my portraits."

"Tsk."

Williams ignored him, took the camera, and walked into a smaller room further inside.

"Kal'tsit, taking photos doesn't seem very interesting."

Bai Zhou moved closer to Kal'tsit and looked at the delicate little card in her hand.

"This is Kal'tsit, she's drawn so clearly."

The pass in Kal'tsit's hand had her color photo printed on it, and she still had a cold expression on her face.

"It was printed, Your Highness."

Kal'tsit began to explain the principles of daytime photography and its differences from painting.

"Oh, so that means that machine can print out an entire area with a single click, right?"

"What amazing technology! If this technology were widespread, wouldn't everyone be able to become an excellent painter... or rather, an excellent photographer?"

"Due to technological limitations, there are no cameras that are convenient enough yet, Your Highness."

Kal'tsit put the pass away safely, then looked at Williamson as he came out.

"Come pick up your pass after noon three days from now."

"It's troublesome."

Having received the news, Kal'tsit did not intend to stay any longer and got up to say goodbye.

"Walk slowly, don't send."

After the two men left, the elderly Wolper sat back down in his chair and continued studying his watch.

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With the pass, the two were barely allowed to move around in the fog-shrouded city.

However, since only nobles and elites could go to the Upper East District, and the daytime pass had not yet been issued, the two could only find an inn in the Middle District, where commoners lived, for the time being.

"As for something like that... I can make it too."

Upon entering the inn, Bai Zhou carefully examined Kal'tsit's pass and then used arcane energy to create an identical pass, except that he changed the image and name on it to his own.

"Your Highness, the pass will have the official Victorian record number here."

Kal'tsit took the two passes and pointed to a line of small print at the bottom of hers.

"Official certification..."

Bai Zhou seemed to have thought of something.

"If that's the case, then Victoria's database has been completely devoured by parasites, hasn't it?"

Kal'tsit did not answer, nor did she need to.

It is because the pass obtained is an official, genuine version that it is worth a piece of pure gold.

"This is really..."

Bai Zhou stared at the small card, which was about the size of his palm, and didn't know what to say.

"Speaking of which, Kal'tsit, what's the deal with that old man talking about prosthetic implants?"

"More than a decade ago, Victoria discovered an ancient site containing records of a technology that used machines to replace the human body. Based on the well-preserved parts of this technology, Victoria's scientists developed unique mechanical techniques."

Kal'tsit picked up a small kettle from the table, fiddled with it for a moment, and placed it on a small round plate. The kettle then started boiling water automatically.

"Your Highness should know what Victoria's strongest army is right now."

"Well, they say it's a legion wearing a strange kind of armor. If you don't count the ships they're building."

Bai Zhou understood this to some extent, but just like the secret army of Gaul, the intelligence system of the Great Yan could only reach the surface. To dig deeper, several high-ranking officials would have to be killed.

"This army is now under the control of Victoria's Crimson Dragon Emperor. The armor they possess is called 'Steam Armor,' a type of enhanced exoskeleton assistive machine."

In just a few words, the water in the kettle had boiled. Kal'tsit took the kettle and began to make tea.

"However, because the armor is too heavy, most races cannot withstand the enormous pressure it brings. Therefore, the Victoria Research Institute has introduced a small auxiliary machine called a prosthetic implant."

"Because the flesh cannot withstand pressure and is easily injured and damaged, they wanted to replace the limbs made of flesh and blood with prosthetics made of metal, thereby strengthening the human body and transforming an ordinary person into a walking war machine."

"Some of the prosthetic implants that are being introduced now are indeed quite effective, allowing an ordinary person to lift an object that is more than 20 times their own weight and run 100 meters in ten seconds."

"Having tasted the benefits, most commoners and a small number of nobles in Victoria have begun to accept prosthetic implants."

"Hmm, so you traded your physical body for power?"

Taking a sip of the black tea offered by Kal'tsit, Bai Zhou found it difficult to understand the Victorians' ideas.

If the human body's potential is properly explored, isn't it more useful than a machine?

Or is it that Victoria doesn't have any powerful Originium Arts, so they have to find other ways to make themselves stronger?

"Developing science and technology is an inevitable choice when civilization reaches a certain level, Your Highness."

Kal'tsit picked up her teacup and gently blew on it.

"However, it is impossible to achieve results without taking the wrong path."

"The initial idea behind prosthetic implants was to achieve breakthroughs in medicine, but because of their nature, Victoria used them to arm herself."

"However, considering Victoria's situation, ensuring the country has the greatest voice in the shortest time and strengthening the armed forces of the entire nation is indeed one of the most effective ways."

"Um……"

Prosthetic implants...

But no matter how you look at it, it's very strange to see a person with half a face made of flesh and the other half of a cold, mechanical face.

"Kal'tsit, what do we need to do before we get the pass?"

"If Your Highness finds it too boring to spend time indoors, you can go for a walk in the city."

"We also need to buy some items, and our stay of a few days is just right for us to do our shopping."

"Then let's go out and take a look tomorrow."

Looking out the window during the day, the city was shrouded in thick fog, with a light drizzle falling.

The perpetual fog and frequent drizzles are characteristics of Fog City.

He was curious about what it would look like to stand on high up and look down at the city.

"So what does Your Highness plan to do during your free time this afternoon?"

After drinking the tea in his cup, Bai Zhou leaned back in his chair and gently rocked his body.

"Of course, it's time to sleep."

"It would be such a waste not to get a good night's sleep on such a nice day."

Waking up and lying on the soft mattress, Bai Zhou was a little reluctant to get up.