Anna doesn't know, or has even heard of, a printing machine.
But she had other ways to stop Lu Li: "I can bring the machine."
"Can you recognize it?" Lu Li said.
"Then move the newspaper office here."
If the newspaper office does not occupy a large area, Anna can even pull the entire building out of the ground and bring it to the top of the cliff.
"Half the city will see a house flying into the elm forest." Lu Li looked at her calmly, unable to understand her resistance: "I'm not a baby, I can't always stay in the cradle."
"But you don't need to do anything about this." Anna returned her gaze seriously.
Remi had no choice but to interrupt the argument between the two, or to point out Anna's overprotection: "Lu Li, you stay at the refuge, while Anna and I go to the newspaper office."
"No, you have to stay and protect Lu Li." Anna also rejected Remi's proposal.
Jimmy was too bulky and bulky to protect Lu Li. Adangfuya didn't have any strength at all.
Remy shrugged helplessly, feeling that the two of them would argue for a while, but what happened next made her almost shout "Wow".
Anna suddenly moved closer to Lu Li, leaning against his face so close that their foreheads were almost touching. She stared at the deep and dazzling black jewel-like eyes that occupied almost the entire field of vision and spoke softly.
"I will complete what you tell me, trust me, okay?"
Lu Li took a few steps back and away from Anna, found a piece of white paper and drew the outline of Belfast and the oak forest on it. The top of the oak forest was specially marked: cross.
"Illiterate weirdos can also understand it, and at the same time, we can prevent weirdos from taking the wrong way to the Elm Forest." Lu Li folded the map and the original flyer and handed it to Anna.
Anna curved her smile: "Wait until I come back."
"Be safe." Remi waved goodbye to Anna, who had brought the newspaper, and waited for her figure to disappear from the entrance. With an inexplicable smile of relief, she walked to the cave to read.
Lu Li remained calm and filled the fireplace with a piece of firewood, and belatedly discovered that the fireplace was burning vigorously...
…
Anna is no stranger to Belfast Today.
There are several piles of newspapers piled under the bookshelf of the detective agency, including this one.
Anna once wanted to take them to the kitchen to use as a fire starter when cooking, but was blocked by Lu Li, who seemed to want to read them when necessary or something else. However, the disaster came unexpectedly, and those newspapers were still piled in the detective agency.
People care.
You can take it back this time, if the newspapers are not wet and stuck together.
Anna thought.
The newspaper office is near an industrial area near the mountainside of Sugard Mountain.
There are tall and tall chimneys everywhere. If the wind is very low, even the sea breeze will not be able to blow away the thick smoke from more than a dozen chimneys when the construction is started. If the wind direction is northerly, it will be even worse. The thick smoke will spread into the city.
It's everywhere.
Fortunately, there are very few northerly winds in Belfast, and the people in the city hall are not fools to build the factory in a place where the whole city will be shrouded in toxic smog every day.
But these have long gone. When Anna was taken out of the gallery by Lu Li, they no longer spewed smoke like a monster, and there was no chance after that.
It’s hard to imagine that four months ago, I was still hiding in the painting, coming out every night to tease the vigil workers...
Anna thought that it seemed like a long time ago.
And I have a lot of thoughts right now.
Maybe it was the intimacy with Lu Li and his subsequent actions that made me feel happy.
Although Anna has no body and no heart.
Returning to her thoughts, Anna looked at the chimneys in the distance and walked into the Blackwater neighborhood.
The Belfast Today newspaper office is here.
…
Shortly after Anna left, Lu Li took out the wooden box containing the rotten meat again and opened it to summon the messenger, or merchant.
During this period, Remi was surprised to see Lu Li write another piece of content, put it into the empty letter, and then carefully observed the cave, as if there was something strange hidden in the rocks.
The merchant arrived soon and was waiting for Lu Li to tell him the details of the transaction.
"Will you help deliver goods, like a postman?" Lu Li asked.
"Okay." A consistent tone came from under the scarf.
"Including the cultivated land garden?"
“…the prices are high.”
It's just expensive, not impossible.
However, Lu Li didn't have anything to send to the Farming Garden or take back. This was still just a test of the existence of a merchant.
"My cargo is on an island a few nautical miles south of the ruins of Belfast, on the oak forest coastline." Lu Li said as detailed as possible. "The deep-sea rocks that make up the ghost prison, please bring them to me."
The businessman who knows everything certainly knows that there are only stones left there: "It does not belong to anyone, they are ownerless."
Apparently the merchant didn't think Lu Li had any ownership rights to them.
"The warden there gave the prison to me." Lu Li said. Old Miklos indeed said so.
Old Miklos is not only the manager of the ghost prison, but also the owner. Because that is its second home.
If it were normal, the Demon Slayer Association that built the ghost prison might appear and organize, but even if they still maintain the structure, they have no time to care about what is happening on the remote Allen Peninsula.
The businessman was silent for a moment, as if he was confirming the authenticity of Lu Li's words with some obscure entity, and then got the answer.
"Do you want to bring them all?" the merchant said, thinking that Lu Li owned those deep sea stones.
They know everything.
"Part of it." Lu Li said the data he had calculated not long ago. "Bring 100 cubic meters of deep sea rocks and cut them into 10 cubic centimeter squares, just like the walls here."
Lu Li lifted the oil lamp so that the merchant could observe the walls of the refuge.
"Transportation costs and processing costs are 150 contribution points per cubic meter." The businessman replied.
The equivalent of one cubic meter costs Sh1,500 to cut and transport.
Normally, for 100 shillings, a lot of workers would break their heads or even get into fights.
"Okay." Lu Li had no interest in bargaining because he had other transactions: "What is the current recycling price of deep sea stone?"
"...1,300 contribution points per cubic centimeter." The businessman paused again, as if he was asking about the price, or because he realized something.
"What about the recycling price?" Lu Li asked calmly.
Lu Li knew that it was impossible for the merchant to take back the Deep Sea Stone at its original price. But even if the price was only one-tenth, one-hundredth, or even one-thousandth... Lu Li could become the richest exorcist or human being.
Because one cubic meter equals one million cubic centimeters.
This is obviously a big deal.
At least that's the case for Lu Li.
"75% of the original item price." The merchant quoted the price and quickly added: "We won't charge too much."
