CHAPTER 48: CHAPTER 48: GATHERING OF TRUE-NAMEERS

If we can successfully develop something as good as grapevine brick, not only will we have a significant advantage in the bootlegging trade, but there may also be further gains in the true-name authority.

Ethan looked at Klei.

This guy, although always rambling, always manages to bring him unexpected rewards.

"If I actually create something that’s not wine, but can turn into wine, I’ll definitely give you the exclusive license, Klei."

"Can there really be something like that?"

Klei scratched his head, completely not expecting that his words seemed to be coming true?

"I’ll go get what you talked about ready, where are we meeting tonight?"

Ethan just wanted to hurry to the southern suburb factory and find Walt Jones to have him research the grapevine brick.

"Alright, I should get going too, let’s meet here tonight as usual."

Klei tossed out these words, finished his last glass of wine, and left.

Ethan didn’t linger either, he immediately had Anya drive towards the southern suburb.

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These days Walt Jones was really exhausted, striving for that three percent profit, constantly improving the process.

He knew too well the profit in bootlegging, dreaming every day about those alluring money.

Unfortunately, although the overall taste had improved, the costs were getting out of hand.

He was worried.

That day he was again in the lab concocting his latest formula, seeing if there could be any new breakthrough.

The door to the laboratory was suddenly pushed open.

He was about to angrily scold who dared to disrupt his thoughts when in the next second he immediately bent down.

Because the big boss had arrived.

"Boss, why have you come?"

Ethan strode in.

This lab was specially tailored for Walt by Ethan so that he could quickly develop new products.

"I just thought of an idea, see if it could be implemented."

"Please do tell."

"It’s like this, can you make something that’s a solid..."

Ethan recalled the grapevine brick from his previous life.

He didn’t understand the craftsmanship, only trying to explain the details clearly.

Walt originally didn’t care, he didn’t believe Ethan could have any good ideas.

Perhaps in other fields, the young man before him was someone he could only look up to, but in chemistry, he was a genius.

This had been Walt’s pride all along.

However, as he listened to Ethan explaining more clearly, he couldn’t help but widen his eyes, which were not that big to begin with.

This...

This is simply a genius idea.

How come he didn’t think of it?!

Turning alcohol into a solid to sell it, then simply brew it in hand to become real wine.

"Boss, how did you think of this idea, it’s too..."

Walt spoke halfway and was already walking towards the experiment table.

His brain was running at high speed, thinking about which methods he should use to realize Ethan’s idea.

"Can you make it? If you make it, I’ll still give you three percent, that promise stays."

Ethan watched Walt’s feverish state, knowing that things might work out.

"No problem, boss, I absolutely can."

Walt, already moved by greed, was even more thrilled by the promise of three percent.

"Three days, within three days, boss, I will definitely give you a satisfactory answer."

With Walt’s words, Ethan nodded, no longer disturbing him.

In the afternoon, Ethan and Anya went to buy robes and masks.

He planned to take Anya with him.

For mutual support, and to see if Anya had anything she needed to buy.

By nightfall, Ethan and Anya returned to Virel’s tavern after dinner.

Klei was already waiting.

Seeing Ethan prepared two sets of clothing, he was a bit surprised.

"You’re bringing her along?"

"Why not?"

"It’s not that you can’t, but bringing too many newcomers tends to draw attention."

After saying this, Klei didn’t say much more, letting Ethan and Anya change into their clothes and put on masks before preparing to set off.

"So, where exactly is the gathering?"

"You’ll know when you get there."

Klei was being mysterious at this moment.

"By the way, you can’t use that car of yours, it’s too famous."

As they left, Klei reminded.

So they had to switch to a car from Virel.

Under Klei’s guidance, Anya drove to the pier.

"We’re going out to sea?"

"Yes, out to sea."

The gathering spot was unexpectedly on a ship.

After parking at a somewhat secluded pier, Klei led Ethan and Anya onto a small boat.

There was already someone waiting on the boat, dressed in a robe with a mask just like them.

No need to talk, the person had already started the boat.

The whole process seemed quite secretive.

As for who that pier belonged to, if you really looked into it, you’d probably only find some insignificant person.

After sailing for about half an hour on the sea, the boat finally stopped.

As Ethan and company stepped out of the cabin, they saw a massive yacht glowing out at sea.

Someone was there to receive them aboard.

Besides the visitors, there were attendants and guards on the ship, obviously showing that the host of this gathering had considerable power.

Ethan was already speculating in his mind who the other party was.

The first name that flashed through was... Sandro.

"No need to guess, it’s not Sandro, my first time here, he was the one who brought me, and he hasn’t attended such gatherings in a long time."

This time Klei seemed rather perceptive, actually figuring out Ethan’s thoughts.

"I also don’t know who the owner of the gathering is, it’s very likely they’re not even from Wenster, stop pondering."

They finally entered the ship’s cabin.

The size of this yacht was huge, thus the internal space was very spacious, with a massive long table already occupied by several people who arrived early.

"The first part of the gathering is the exchange, only after the exchange ends can we move freely on the lower level, let’s find a place to sit first."

Klei casually introduced, pulling Ethan and Anya to sit in a corner.

He also casually took a glass of wine from the attendant’s hand behind him.

Ethan and company did not drink.

Slowly, more and more people arrived.

Ultimately, the entire table wasn’t filled to capacity.

Ethan counted.

If these were indeed most of the true-namers in Wenster, the number was actually quite significant.

Over thirty people present.

Though it was unclear what level each person was at.

Perhaps the exchange meeting hadn’t started, so no one was speaking, making the entire scene appear silent and strange.

A group of people dressed in black robes, wearing various peculiar masks, sitting together silently.

Indeed, giving off a certain evil cult vibe.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to our gathering, once again a new assembly, everyone must have new knowledge and experiences to share, so speak freely!"

At this moment, a person dressed in a gilded robe and wearing a gold-patterned mask stepped out from the darkness, taking a seat at the main position.