The Surgeon's Studio

In the Alps, in the castle that stood between the mountains, Christian sat quietly on the sofa in a dark room, holding a glass of red liquid. He looked at the ripples in the cup as if he was waiting for something.

"Mr. Kerry, the data is out." A Clansman in a tuxedo came in and reported.

More than a dozen pages were handed to Christian.

After all, Lord Roche was getting on in years. It was difficult for him to accept reading information on a phone or tablet. To him, reading paper information was true reading. Although this was a little old-fashioned, it could also be said to be retro romance.

Christian put down his cup and flipped through the paper filled with strange symbols with a solemn expression. He stood up and tidied his clothes, then went to Roche's room.

It was already winter. Roche was sitting in his wheelchair, his knees covered with a small cashmere blanket, warming himself in front of the fireplace.

The scene would not be perfect without a black cat, but Christian knew that Lord Roche did not like cats, especially black cats.

"My Lord, the data is out." Christian walked to the back of the wheelchair and said softly.

"Oh." "Yes," Roche replied. He extended his hand to warm himself in front of the fire in the fireplace.

The room was not cold, and could even be said to be at a suitable temperature. However, this was a habit of Sir Roche 's, and he had not changed it for many years. He was conservative and refused to change. This was indeed a very disapproving point.

However, Christian knew that Sir Roche did not reject new things. At the very least, he had placed a bet in all aspects.

The world's top laboratories all over Eurasia and America were under the orders of Sir Roche.

"The energy data from the satellite shows that someone has broken through the barrier, just as you have sensed." Christian said softly.

"Zheng, you were there too, weren't you?" Old luoche's voice was ethereal and omnipresent.

"Yes," Christian said. I immediately contacted Zheng and found out that he was not in the imperial capital, but in Yang Cheng. I didn't ask, but I did meet a magical person. I don't think he's the one who triggered the energy fluctuations, but I can sense danger from him. "

"That's it. " Roche was rubbing his hands in front of the fireplace. It was as if the cold wind outside was howling, mixed with heavy snow that was hitting the roof.

Christian did not say anything else. He did not even hand over the paper in his hand.

He could feel some kind of strange energy fluctuation. This kind of fluctuation even affected his thinking. The blood in his body seemed to freeze, unable to flow.

He really couldn't understand why someone would dare to poison the powerful Lord Roche.

Lead poisoning was like a joke. However, it was this joke that had truly hurt Sir Roche. This was the only injury he had suffered in so many years.

After nearly an hour, Roche's hand moved slightly.

Christian had been paying attention to his movements. He had already made a decision. He immediately handed the paper in his hand over.

Old Luocheng began to flip through the pages. He read each piece of paper very carefully and threw the paper into the fireplace after he finished reading.

Those strange symbols were like dancing flame spirits, dancing to their heart's content in the fireplace.

Christian lowered his head, as if looking at it would cause him irreparable harm.

"Chris, prepare the plane." Master Roche said as he finished reading the last page and threw it into the fireplace.

"Alright, I'll rush over immediately. Do you have anything to explain?" Christian asked.

"No," she said. Roche's old voice echoed in the entire room. In an instant, it was as if the entire castle was singing along with him. It trembled slightly, and Christian even felt that the space was showing signs of shattering.

Sweat flowed out, and the back of his shirt was wet and stuck to his body, which made Christian quite uncomfortable.

"I'll go personally. " Roche's words made Christian feel an almost infinite sense of uneasiness.

"My Lord,"

"It's about the clan. I have to go personally. " Roche said softly. He seemed to be talking to Christian, but he also seemed to be talking to himself.

"This isn't a coincidence. It's already been a few hundred years, and that energy fluctuation has appeared again. I can sense it because I've encountered it a few hundred years ago. " Roche's voice reverberated in the room. Christian could even see the space around him begin to fluctuate.

"My previous intuition told me that this might be true and that it's worth my bet. However, it's only a possibility. "

"Now, the energy fluctuations show that it's not just a possibility, but a fact! I have a strong premonition that it won't be long, ten or twenty years, before I go to the ancestral territory, we should be able to see everything we've dreamed of become a reality. "

Old Luocheng was like a young dancer, using his body language to emphasize his words. As his arms flailed, Chris felt that his life was in danger at any moment.

"My Lord, there's danger."

"I have no hostility." Luo che said,"I will bring them whatever they need. ASML's photolithograph machine. They seem to care a lot about this. "

"Yes, but if ..."

"I don't care," "I don't know," Roche said in a low voice. His emotions did not waver at all."For the sake of my family, I'm willing to make the entire world my enemy ... Except him."

"Alright, I'll contact them now." Christian only made half a suggestion, and when he saw old Roche's firm attitude, he immediately replied.

"Have you prepared the small gift for Zheng?"

"I've already prepared it. I really don't understand why Zheng is so focused on the surgery. " Christian shrugged."Compared to the lithography machine, which can change the balance of power in the entire world, Zheng's needs are not worth mentioning."

"As long as he's happy. He has to have a strange hobby."

"As you wish, I'll arrange it as soon as possible. I'll tell the Americans about your wishes so that they won't cause more trouble."

"Yes, tell them that I'm willing to fight." Old luoche said with certainty,"it really sounds like a joke. Unfortunately, the energy fluctuations are so clear. I feel like I've returned to my younger days."

Christian did not say anything else. He knew he could not have entered the room before. The reason why his status within the family had risen was because of Zheng, who was far away in the imperial capital.

She hoped that he could really solve this problem.

Thinking of this, Christian suddenly realized something. He bowed and said,"my Lord, last time Zheng said it might take decades."

"I have patience." "I've waited for hundreds of years," old Luo said."What's a few decades to go? And I believe that he will be able to solve this problem before he dies. My embrace is still there, if he doesn't mind. "