Mysteries: Arcana Wars

Tony Tesla, a member of the Tesla family, worked as a secret agent in the outer city of Hazel Street without a public identity.

When Tony saw such a thick stack of Manstein's notes on the table, his expression was obviously different.

The notes of the Mansteins had special meaning in the eyes of the Tesla family, and this news was only circulated among a small number of people. This stack of "greeting gifts" made Tony, who was always careless, suddenly serious. He used his eyes to ask for the consent of the adventurer opposite, and then picked up the notes to carefully examine the goods.

These notes were collected by Klein at the Cotton Alley Exchange at the time, on the one hand to satisfy his curiosity about the "time travelers", and on the other hand to pave the way for his later communication with Tesla.

Tony flipped through the notes one by one, his brows gradually twisted together. Many of these notes were already collected by the family, but one-third of the pages still had things Tony had never seen. As a "generalist", he could remember every page, but it was still difficult for him to interpret these things. This kind of work was usually handled by the Tesla twins or other people in the family. Now he could only recognize that these notes were of high value. Just the few scribbled sketches on them made him feel the weight.

"What's your purpose?" Tony returned the inspected draft to the adventurer. "You're not here to reminisce with Shining and Xander, are you?"

"To do business," the adventurer answered in a general way.

"I have no problem with that, but whether I can take you in or not is not up to me. You wait."

After saying that, Tony shouted a few words towards the basement. Two apprentices ran up from underground to help him watch the shop, while he disappeared at the end of the room and appeared in front of the three people again after a while.

"Shining and Xander want to see you. Go talk to them for details."

The three of them followed Tony deeper into the store. The densely packed mechanical components could not fit on the walls and were dangling from the ceiling. Although they were inside the building, Klein felt like he was in a tropical rain forest.

There was a very hidden door deep inside the store. After following Tony through several tunnels, Klein and the other two finally saw the other side of Hazel Street: the inner city.

Tony used his ID card to scan several doors and finally brought the three people into the inner city.

Completely different from the outer city and other underground cities, the inner city of Hazel Street is more like a factory than a "city".

Various large machines are squeezed into the huge space and running in an orderly manner. Busy employees in uniforms are running around among the machines, just like the scene that can be seen in every busy factory.

But the inner city factory and the aboveground factory are completely different. In this wonderful underground space, many machines from different eras work together in this space. Klein saw the most cutting-edge automation technology of the contemporary era, the first generation of assembly lines in the millennium, the flashing encoders of the electrical age, and even the huge and bulky Rama computers of the steam age. Technologies from different time and space have crossed the technical barriers here, achieving a strange but perfect harmony.

Klein felt that this situation was not intentional. According to the construction period, it is very likely that the Tesla family used this place as a secret factory from the beginning. With the continuous advancement of technology and the times, their machines and technologies are constantly updated. However, due to the limitations of preservation technology, research needs and certain practical conditions, each technological innovation here is not thorough, and finally the entire factory has become a huge chimera monster. The pieces of meat that do not belong to each other are violently embedded together by optical fibers and cables, and every time it operates, thousands of mouths sigh in different tones. Is there some steam coming out from some unknown hole, making this twisted mechanical creation more psychedelic?

However, apart from production needs, Klein felt that this place should also be a technical museum and research base for the Tesla family. Judging from the age, the construction of this Hazel Street Underground City was at the end of the electrical age, and the Tesla family rose to prominence at the junction of the electrical age and the steam age. According to their fascination with the "time travelers" Manstein and his wife, some very primitive Rama machines in the distance should be imitations of their electrical age, while others that look more advanced should be finished products they bought back then, but they are still in use today and can even be modified to work with modern machinery.

Thinking of this, Klein couldn't help but feel ashamed of the Tesla family's repair and engineering skills.

A year on the left, a year on the right, and another year of mending.

What a great Shit Mountain spirit!

Tony did not lead the three of them deeper into the factory, but instead walked around it. Because the entire mechanical system was so complicated, Klein, who only took a quick look, really did not understand what was being produced here.

After passing through several tunnels again, Tony finally stopped in front of a door.

"This is it, just knock on the door and go in."

After getting permission, Klein pushed open the door. Completely different from the mad scientist that Fors had been worried about, Sander Tesla was wearing a low-key brown suit and sitting upright at his desk, nodding to the guests with a smile on his face. His short brown hair was carefully groomed, and his clothes and belongings were arranged in a neat and tidy manner. Although the conditions were very simple, he still managed to create a sense of sophistication and style that was rare in the dungeon.

"Hello, welcome, please take a seat."

As he raised his hand, three cushioned benches suddenly popped out from the wall and slid towards the desk along tracks embedded in the ground.

There were no half-finished or under-repaired machines, no messy finished product displays, and compared to Melissa Moretti's dean's office, it was too tidy. There was only a clean and simple desk and some cabinets, and it looked more like an entrepreneur's office than an inventor's workshop.

The only thing that concerned Klein was the densely packed rails embedded in the ground. His spiritual intuition told him that the seemingly simple walls around him could contain many deadly traps. As long as the other party wanted, these rails could be electrified instantly, turning the floor into a high-voltage power grid.

The man in front of him with a gentle smile and a gentle manner suddenly seemed to be full of charisma.

"Tony has already told me about your situation, so let's get straight to the point. Can you show me the manuscripts you brought? And what are your demands today?"

As soon as Xander finished speaking, Leonard placed the heavy suitcase on the table.

"The Church of Night sends you greetings."