The preliminary preparations for creating the Seoul Town were quite boring and tedious, at least that's what Klein thought.

In such a huge ancient palace, Klein sat on the high-back chair belonging to the "fool", holding a water-absorbing pen, and writing a name, age and destiny for each secret puppet, while allowing "spiritual insects" to emerge from their bodies and reorganized them into clones after clones next to them.

Some of these Kleins sat on the ground, some occupied twenty-one seats outside the "fool", and some showed the bed and lay down on them...

Then, they attracted different books from the pile of debris and read them carefully.

That book includes but is not limited to:

How to make wine

"Train Schedule"

"Dessert Production Collection"

"The Self-cultivation of Clergy"

"Gas wall lamps, gas meters and various home machinery repair manuals"

"Disi Food"

"Port Management Practice"

"Legal Basics"

"Ladies' Aesthetics" magazine...

These are the professional knowledge that different secret puppets need to master. Only in this way can they play their role well and make all aspects of them real enough, and even if they talk and interact with outsiders in depth, they will not expose the problem.

If you just memorize this knowledge, it is not difficult for Klein, but he must truly master and be able to apply it. Moreover, he cannot confuse the role, and cannot let a burly and strong, low-paying switcher blurt out how the moisturizing effect of a certain skin care product is, and what are the defects of a certain silk?

If such a situation occurs in dramas or operas, it may create a strange attraction that can be put into reality but is obviously distorted, which is not conducive to the promotion of the ceremony.

In order to avoid similar problems, Klein could only do more hard work in the early stage, in order to make every character in the Secret Town real, full and appropriate.

Fortunately, there are not many people in a town who really need to master the corresponding professional knowledge. Most residents are semi-illiterate, or even really illiterate, and rely on experience to live in a daze. For these roles, Klein needs to learn relatively little, like workers who have been trained or have entered the assembly line without training.

I don’t know how long it took, Klein put down his pen, rubbed his forehead, and breathed a long sigh.

He finally compiled the materials for nearly 5,000 residents of Mioyu Town, and the corresponding knowledge reserves were almost completed.

"It's like directing a super-large movie, and the screenwriter is me, the lighting maker is me, the prop maker is me, the makeup maker is me, and all the actors are me... After this ceremony, I was really wandering on the edge of losing control. If I accidentally broke up, my personality would be split and I fell into the abyss of madness... Fortunately, I have a competent psychologist...

"Well, there is a problem that needs to be paid attention to in the operation of the Seo Ou Town: Although I am a polite and well-educated gentleman, most of the residents in a town are at the bottom, and they will tend to be vulgar in their words and behaviors... They cannot be held in the role and cannot break through the psychological barriers..." Klein sighed silently, causing the surrounding clones to disintegrate into "spiritual insects", allowing the "spiritual insects" to drill back into his body.

Of course, this is not all. There is also a "Kline" who is in the same state as before, preparing to take the rotation of "Source Fort".

The next second, Klein's body returned to reality, took out the "squirming hunger" from the hole in history and put it on.

He then "teleported" to an island located in the violent sea but obviously deviated from the safe channel.

This is the "stage" he has chosen before.

This place is isolated from storms all year round, with no trace of human activities, only large forests and forest-dependent animals.

Klein looked around, picked an open place, pressed his right hand to his left chest, and prayed devoutly:

“I wish there was a city suitable for five thousand people to live here.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Klein raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.

Suddenly, this open area became extremely flat, and the surrounding forests also "retreated" a lot, providing a large amount of trees, stones and soil.

Almost at the same time, buildings rose from the ground. They were mixed stone and wood, with a height of less than four floors, and their style was close to the Bay of Disi in the Kingdom of Roone.

In other words, things like residential houses, libraries, police stations, telegraph bureaus, municipal councils, small hospitals, candy factories, water plants, gas companies, steam train stations, parallel rails and plantations outside the city were formed, and the ground of the streets was also covered with cement or stone bricks.

At the end, next to the square in the center of the town, a steeplechase emerged from the ground and stood proudly.

This is a church belonging to the "Goddess of Night" because it must conform to the background setting of this city.

"I hope this island has a deep water port." Klein did not stop and made a second wish to himself.

Bang!

He snapped his fingers again and fulfilled his wish.

About three kilometers away from this town, a small port is rapidly taking shape, with two docks, five warehouses, a port hotel, a simple restaurant, a police branch, a bar, a lighthouse, and a sailor battalion in Hong Kong...

"I want convenient transportation between the port and the town." Klein made his third wish.

He then raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.

A cement road and a freight railway appeared instantly between towns and ports.

According to Klein's plan, the port part is prepared for sea visitors, and the town part mainly deals with outsiders from the North and South continents.

Looking at the empty city with appreciation, Klein pressed his top hat and "teleported" directly to the municipal square, step by step into the church he named St. Arianna.

The door of the church was open and there was darkness inside.

After a while, three figures appeared at the door. They were gentlemen in their thirties wearing formal clothes and bow tie, women with ordinary appearance and gentle expression, and children dressed like little adults.

The woman took a few steps slightly hard, moved her neck, then smiled, stretched out her hands, and held the arms of the gentleman next to her.

The gentleman, with a faint smile, let the lady lean on him halfway, stretched out his right hand and held the little boy.

The little boy jumped around while walking, looking very lively.

Their movements were a little awkward at first, but they became smoother and smoother, and the years passed through the square quietly.

When they left, more and more people came out of St. Ariana's church, including policemen, repairmen, gas company staff, restaurant chefs, grey-haired old men, and poorly dressed farmers...

Within the next hour, people came out of this dark church. They either turned to different streets, went to different places, entered different houses, or stayed in the square, enjoying the scenery without white doves.

During this process, the number of people coming out completely exceeded the limit that the church can accommodate, but there seemed to be people inside, as if connecting to another city.

Nearly a quarter of an hour later, the door of St. Ariana's church finally returned to quiet, but there were rats, cockroaches, moths, ants, flies, mosquitoes and other places hidden out.

Finally, a painted glass on the height of the church opened, and white doves flew out and landed in the center of the square.

Those who stayed here came alive completely, some teasing the white doves, some looking for hawkers, some playing the lyre, and some talking to friends with a smile.

A man wearing a top hat, windbreaker, carried a cane and left the revolver all the way away from the municipal square, came to the other side of the town, and stopped in front of a wooden sign.

He then took out his tools and wrote the name of the town on the wooden sign:

"Yanan".

After thinking about it, the man "wipes" off "Yanan" and rewrites his name:

"Utopia".

…………

Beckland, in the luxurious villa of the Earl Hall's house.

"Alfred has boarded the passenger ship back to the North?" Audrey did not hide her surprise.

It was September 1352.

In the past six months, Audrey did not spend much energy to make her father give up the idea of ​​returning to East Chester County in the first half of the year. This is because cities such as Beckland and Conston need to be rebuilt urgently, and the kingdom's politics also need to be obtained a new balance. Earl Hall has too many things to deal with and has no mood to take a vacation.

Therefore, when Earl Hall is in a dilemma, he takes the initiative to mention his willingness to stay in Beckland and return to East Chester County in the second half of the year. Audrey can make things develop as expected and get praise from herself.

The Psychological Alchemy did not urge that since then, the Psychological Alchemy Review Group meeting has been held three times in total, mainly to exchange their respective research results and various information within their jurisdiction. Ms. "Greedy" asked only twice about the clues about the spiritual dragon.

To be honest, if Mr. Fool had not reminded Audrey to pay attention to the "furious" rabbit and the easily forgotten president, she would have thought the review team meeting was interesting, and Mr. Rabbit was very insightful, but now, she was as alert as ever.

"Yes, the passenger ship has left the port." Earl Hall smiled and nodded, "When Alfred arrives at Beckland and completes the necessary social interaction, we will go back to East Chestershire to hunt foxes."

Autumn is a good time to hunt foxes.

Audrey said "Hmm":

"OK."

…………

As a major general of the Army, Alfred did not follow the Navy's fleet to the Desey Bay, but took his adjutant and entourage to board a steam sail hybrid passenger ship heading to Pritz Harbour.

After nearly two days of sailing, they encountered a storm in the violent sea.

As the ship shook violently, the sailors on the observation deck saw a little light with the help of the telescope.

That comes from a lighthouse.

ps1: I wrote three plans in detail yesterday because I personally think the third one is the most exciting, but with Xiao Ke's personality, it is impossible to do it, so I can only give up regretfully, so I have to write it out specifically for you to see, and there is also the most mysterious way.
Chapter completed!