"His Excellency Jackson, why are you here?"

The lead man jogged all the way from the side, smiling like a flower on his face, and he could not see the fatigue he had before.

The speed of changing face made Donald next to him look at Stephanie with a little uncomfortable.

"The mechanical puppets are about to be transported to the airship. I'll check the locations of them in advance. You can go and do it, don't care about me."

After waved his hand casually, nodded to Donald and others, Jackson set off to leave the glass corner.

Turn to the circular corridor on the left, next to it is a metal wall, but some decorations of patterns and wavy shapes are hollowed out in some way.

In the original design of the new airship, it should be a simple protective iron net, because the middle of the entire airship has a space of about 10 meters high and nearly 100 square meters as a place for passengers to stop and communicate, dances, cocktail parties and other banquets.

The ordinary iron mesh has become these exquisite hollow patterns. It is no need to think that it is a subsequent modification by some people.

"It's still the same, pursuing these flashy things without principles... but it's still pleasing to you, and it doesn't seem so undesirable."

I stretched out my robotic hand to touch a pattern that looked like a rose. It didn't feel any touch, but just painted along the edge.

However, when Jackson's hand was released, the rose had turned into a fish at some point, lifelike.

His robotic hand is naturally not a decoration that outsiders think.

On the other hand, due to the sudden appearance of Roy Jackson, the topic naturally turned to him.

"Are we lucky? Such a large airship happened to run into His Excellency Jackson."

I only saw a report about him in the newspaper not long ago, and I saw a real person, which felt somewhat unreal.

If it were some scholars in mechanical fields, they would probably tremble with excitement at this time, just like the guide in front of them.

However, for Donald and others, it was just a little unexpected.

"If I remember correctly, his mechanical hand was holding a cup of chocolate hot drink in his hand, which was able to hold things, and he was very stable. It turned out that he already had a mechanical prosthesis?"

This is for the people around him. Judging from his attitude just now, this gentleman should be an admirer of Roy Jackson.

"You have misunderstood that the robotic hand of Your Excellency Jackson is not a product made from the equipment."

"Not made from equipment...handmade? That's a bit exaggerated."

Donald couldn't imagine what props should be used for that level of robotic hand-made.

"That is Mr. Jackson's talent. It is said that after drinking the talent potion, his hands suddenly became like this. All the flesh and blood on his right arm was transformed into machinery. As long as he touched the metal, he could make them look like he wanted. Such talent is simply the dream existence of every mechanic."

The mutation in the arm is still such an obvious change, and it is almost impossible to hide it from others, so Roy Jackson directly told others the truth.

Doing so effectively reduces those exploring gazes.

"Do you still remember what Lord Jackson said just now? What kind of omniscience and omnipotence of God is nothing more than a complimentary praise compiled by his believers... It sounds like he is a little unfriendly to God?"

Stephanie wanted to say disrespectful, but the admirers were right in front of her, and some words were hard to say in person, so she could only change the words temporarily.

"Maybe, after all, Demingham is a non-faithful area. Many natives do not have a comprehensive understanding of religion, and it is not uncommon to have such an idea."

"Miss Quinn is actually right. Among the things that Your Excellency Jackson hates, there are gods and those who are stubborn in the faith zone. I heard that his background is not very good and his parents are extremely devout believers, so he was allowed to learn religious knowledge since he was a child. As a genius in mechanics, he was forced to learn something meaningless to him. You can imagine how painful it is."

Donald glanced at the guide who knew all the status of Roy Jackson when he was a child. This was a very clear idea.

"Are those accomplished scientists not very convinced of God, or are they only in the non-faith zone of the empire?"

Hearing Roy Jackson's encounter in the same year reminded Stepheny of other aspects.

"I don't know that some scholars on Whale Island have several believers from literary sects, and their knowledge is undoubtedly very good... In fact, compared with the academic community, those who really don't like gods are the merchants and some politicians in the empire. The former is because many regions often cannot accept some goods that are quite in short supply in other regions due to their faith issues, while the latter is dissatisfied with the separation of power to some civilians for no reason."

His eyes stared at Stephanie blankly, and the words in the guided people's mouth became more and more, and the introduction gradually deteriorated from the beginning.

Stephanie was very familiar with this gaze, and her response was very straightforward. She went to the side and hugged Donald's arms, who were looking at some mechanical fixtures on the top of the glass corner.

So after a silence of unspeakable embarrassing silence, their familiarity with the venue this time suddenly accelerated a lot...

**

The government was busy with the ceremony of the new airship, and an emergency meeting was held within the commercial alliance, which was a competitor.

There is no way, Whale Island is a place controlled by the government, and the ceremony is also held by the government, so they will naturally be excluded. In recent days, the propaganda led by the government has deliberately downplayed the existence of commercial alliances, as if the battle for control of the new airship industry has been settled.

"We can't continue like this. The government has already reached this point. If we are so silent, we will become airboat tourists the day after tomorrow. At that time, whoever you loves to go, I can't afford to lose this person... I will be defeated without a fight, and I have never been so depressed in business for so many years."

A fat man with a rich face sat on a wide chair with velvet cushion and gold-silver borders. His five fingers were covered with gem rings, and a cigar that was larger than his finger was stuck between his fingers.

Sandy Lewis, president of the Ocean Chamber of Commerce, was originally just a small HNA company. It is said that he made a fortune by fishing for shipwrecks and a typical nouveau riche.

He wore the most luxurious items, but among the few people in this room, he could only sit in the lower seat.

"So what is Mr. Lewis going to do? Tell me about your plan, should we go to the government to protest against them using tricks, or let the government take the initiative to withdraw the newspapers, and then hold a press conference to tell the public that the new airship industry has not yet decided to belong?"

On the right hand side of Sandy Lewis, a thin and tall middle-aged man was sitting at Lewis, looking at Lewis, with the irony in his tone not more obvious.

"I... am not in a hurry. In just a few days, if we don't have a plan, this thing will really leave us."

If someone in his chamber of commerce dared to talk to him like this, the cigar in his hand would have hit the man's face. However, here, he could only feel wronged and endured it.

Because the person who spoke to him was Fax Maxwell, the president of Maxwell's shipyard, and a veteran Dermingham tycoon. In order to join this business alliance, he gave gifts to him a lot.

"The momentum of the government is quite unstoppable. It is definitely too late to fight a public opinion war with them at this time. In their hands, we are naturally at a disadvantage. All the allies present are allies. There is nothing to hide in this regard. This time the negotiations on the new airship...there is a high possibility that our side will fail."

Sitting on the main seat was an old man with gray hair. He had some age spots on his cheeks on both sides. His eyes were squinting unconsciously when he spoke, obviously he was old.

The president of Lennie Machinery, Strey Lennie, is not only the strength of the Chamber of Commerce, but also the elder of everyone present, not to mention his years of experience in business wars, making him a pillar of the business alliance.

"What should we do? We discussed here and discussed it, and then we came up with a conclusion we were going to lose?"

After taking a sip of the cigar, smoke poured out from his nostrils and mouth, spreading through his cheeks, pretending to be a grandson, and thinking about getting a piece of the pie, he told him that he didn't even have a mouthful of soup, and his little eyes were hidden behind the smoke and looked at the people in front of him.

I had already greeted them all in my heart.

"Your Excellency Leni, don't keep it a secret. Since you called us here, there must be a reason. If you doomed to fail, our meeting will be of no significance."

Compared to Lewis's irritability, the people next to him are much more calm.

"Since the negotiation will definitely fail, we cannot let the negotiation go smoothly. I have a way, it depends on whether you are willing to try it."

Street Leni, who was sitting on the bench, raised his eyes, and the light was hidden in it.

"Don't let the negotiations go smoothly... This is just a means to delay the defeat. When the new airship cruise is over, the government's reputation will inevitably surge again. When the second negotiation is held, we will be even more unlikely to win."

Fax Maxwell looked at Strey Lenny and naturally had no decision on this matter that was about his vital interests. He had to know the reason.

"I can assure you that as long as you follow the plan I have set, this ceremony will become a turning point. If you do not get what you want, all losses will be compensated by Lennie Machinery... 100% compensation!"
Chapter completed!