Blake took a stroll around Area 16 of the Sabaody Archipelago.
Frankly, the quality of the Slaves here was quite high, but Blake didn't find any familiar faces.
Now, even Gild Tesoro and Kyros were working as human engines in the lowest level of the sanctuary, so Blake had no interest in those unremarkable Slaves.
Shakky was very familiar with the terrain of this area and observed from a distance.
Blake had already formulated some plans in his mind, so he pretended not to notice.
After a quick tour, he led the women back to the sanctuary and continued their journey.
There are seven routes from the Sabaody Archipelago to Reverse Mountain.
In the original work, the protagonist group chose the fourth route.
Blake didn't hesitate for a moment and decisively chose other routes.
The things on the Alabasta route were already clearly shown in the original work, and there were no treasures, so Blake naturally wanted to experience something new.
And so, the sanctuary began its voyage in a lively atmosphere... A few days later, the sanctuary arrived at the first stop of this journey—Mechanical Heart.
This was an island piled up with rusty steel, broken gears, and thick metal pipes.
It was like a giant watch embedded in the sea.
And it was the kind of Richard Mille mechanical watch that would make one dizzy at a glance.
Half of it was submerged in the sea, and half was exposed.
The sanctuary slowly entered the Mechanical Heart's only metal port.
Automated mechanical arms connected with the ship's hull, making precise meshing sounds.
Many people were already waiting at the dock.
Blake stood at the bow of the ship, looking down, and saw the crowd clearly divided into two rows.
One row was clearly wearing Marine uniforms, draped in cloaks of justice.
The other group consisted of old and young, all wearing white coats.
Blake raised an eyebrow; to experience the joy of surprise, he had not researched this route beforehand.
The gangway slowly lowered, and Blake led the women off the ship, this time not taking the Slave with giant blood.
After all, this island didn't look like a suitable place for a Slave to crawl around.
The leading Marine stepped forward, bowed slightly, and saluted:
"Saint Blake, I am Vice Admiral Remus, base commander of Marine G-10 Branch."
"Leading all soldiers, we welcome your arrival."
"Hmm..."
Blake nodded slightly; he had no impression of this Marine and he likely hadn't appeared in the original work.
He turned to look at the white-coated individuals nearby:
"What's going on with these people?"
A hint of surprise flashed in Remus's eyes, then a look of understanding.
Blake's face darkened; what was with that expression as if he knew Celestial Dragons so well? He was just trying to maintain the element of surprise.
However, he had always been low-key, so he didn't care about it.
Remus reached out and pointed to the leading white-coated individual, introducing him:
"This is Dr. Carson, responsible for the World Government's research on the Mechanical Heart."
Dr. Carson, with his graying hair, stepped forward and also bowed, his tone filled with respect:
"Saint Blake, your arrival has brought new life to this long-dormant island."
Blake raised an eyebrow.
This old man didn't instinctively kneel, so his position in the World Government must not be low.
This meant that this island must have something special about it, worthy of the World Government sending a high-ranking scientist to research it.
But thinking about it, it made sense; such a giant mechanical creation clearly had some connection to the Great Kingdom.
But now was not the time to investigate these things, Blake nodded politely.
Seeing that his attitude seemed quite good, Carson immediately said:
"Saint Blake, we have already prepared a banquet for you, what do you think..."
"Then let's eat something first."
With that, Blake led the women towards the center of the island, with Remus and Carson guiding him on either side.
Entering the banquet hall, Hancock was smarter this time, immediately snatching the seat to his left the moment Blake sat down.
Kalifa was not to be outdone and immediately sat to Blake's right.
Their gazes clashed across Blake, and it seemed as if sparks were flying in the air.
However, due to the presence of outsiders, no conflict arose, and Blake left them to it.
Stella smiled with a hint of helplessness, not bothering to compete with the two young girls, and sat directly beside Hancock.
Everyone took their seats, and Hancock gently poured wine for Blake.
Blake patted her hand, signaling that it was enough, but his gaze fell on the most massive circular mechanical creation in the distance.
Noticing his gaze, Dr. Carson introduced:
"Saint Blake, this is a ruin left over from the Ancient Kingdom."
"For the past three hundred years, we have been dedicated to deciphering its secrets."
"Three hundred years?"
Blake was a little surprised.
This number, three hundred years... couldn't it be related to Emit's attack on Mary Geoise?
He continued to ask:
"So what have you deciphered?"
Hearing this, Dr. Carson's old face flushed, and he stammered:
"This... this..."
Got it!
Seeing his expression, Blake knew that the World Government hadn't deciphered anything.
He said, a little speechless:
"So for three hundred years, you've just been wiping the rust off this pile of scrap iron?"
He raised his wine glass and gestured to the white-coated individuals:
"Then I really must toast you."
"Not for anything else, but for your persistent patience!"
This was very World Government, efficiency was truly unique.
But Blake's words were not entirely sarcastic.
After all, even a novelist, without data, how long could he persist?
Yet this group of people managed to withstand the pressure of no positive feedback and stubbornly persisted for several generations.
Dr. Carson's head drooped even lower, clearly quite ashamed.
Seeing this, Blake did not press further.
Anyway, even if the World Government deciphered anything good, it would mostly be used for military purposes, which had little to do with his life.
The banquet gradually came to an end, Kalifa took out a handkerchief and gently wiped Blake's mouth, then provocatively glanced at Hancock, making the latter grit her teeth.
Blake, however, didn't pay attention to their interaction, but stood up and asked Dr. Carson:
"Is it convenient for me to visit this island?"
Although it was a question, his tone carried an undeniable authority.
Upon hearing this, the researchers led by Dr. Carson all became nervous:
"Saint Blake, although we maintain this place regularly, it is, after all, an ancient creation, and in terms of safety..."
"It's fine."
Blake waved his hand:
"My understanding of'safety' might differ from yours."
After speaking, he no longer paid attention to the researchers' reactions and slowly left the banquet hall.
Just kidding, even if another Emit popped out here, Blake wouldn't be afraid, what danger could there be?
Seeing this, everyone could only hurry to follow.
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