Drug-Eating Genius Mage – 616



The Genius Wizard Who Takes Medicine Episode 616

Ex Machina (3)

Not only did he find a secret space in Langmuir’s study Lennoch took out his cell phone and began observing it.

Langmuir got up from the armchair and attempted to snatch Lennok’s cell phone but he only struggled as if blocked by an invisible curtain.

“Profit profit…!! what’s this?!”

Meanwhile Lennok took the old portable communication device he had in his hand and pressed the power button.

Hold.

As soon as you see the screen not turning on turn your phone over and check the battery.

Lennok looked at the empty battery compartment and touched his chin with interest.

“An analog-type mobile phone that is difficult to hack. There is no battery and there is no sign that the screen has been touched. “If it had been modified it would have been impossible not to touch the display.”

“….”

Even though he was about to say something he kept his mouth shut perhaps thinking that the very mention could be a clue to Lennok.

Lennok ignored Langmuir’s reaction and quietly stroked the surface of the phone.

“We are using a portable communication device from Taylor Workshop by replacing only the screw parts separately. To make matters worse the battery screen and antenna do not work at all…”

Lennok took out a small screwdriver from his pocket and began to carefully and slowly turn the screw part.

“We are just borrowing the form of a mobile phone. “It would be easier to think of it as a storage device with something hidden inside.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about Lyman.”

Langmuir said glancing at Lennok as if he was feeling sad inside.

“It’s simply a cell phone that I used for work a long time ago. “I forgot a long time ago that such a space even existed…!!”

“Oh I found it.”

Lennok said and quickly turned the screwdriver with a skillful hand.

“The sound of friction between the bumps and bumps changes subtly depending on the speed at which the screw is turned.”

“….”

“Fast and slow… It depends on the degree of rotation but if you keep the variation of the sound constant and turn it all the way….”

Snap!!

Lennok said as he quickly disassembled the back of the phone and took out the contents inside.

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“It is something that can only be opened by turning the four screws inside the battery storage case at a set speed at the same time… It is a simple but difficult method to come up with.”

In the process of researching Kayse’s pocket watch I was able to focus on NASA because I had memorized all the objects and parts produced at Taylor’s workshop.

If he had had to look for clues from the beginning Lennok would have had to wander quite a bit.

However Langmuir’s expression as he looked at Lennoc was strangely distorted as if he was looking at a ghost.

“First of all could you please explain this item?”

Lennok shook an object he had taken out from a hidden space inside the phone with a smile on his face.

A small bullet soaked in dried blood.

“I think it might have something to do with the evidence we destroyed last time.”

“….”

Langmuir made no further attempt to answer.

Desperately avoiding eye contact and trying to ignore Lennok’s question.

Lennok looked at Langmuir for a moment and then nodded as if he had no choice.

“Was one time not enough? “I’ll try a little more.”

Soon I went into the secret storage room behind the study and took something out again.

said Lennok putting the old candlestick down on the table with all the dust on it.

“This candlestick. “It looks ordinary at first glance but the part that catches the candle wax is slightly unbalanced.”

“…stop.”

“This is because the ends were very subtly ground to make the length shorter. “Don’t you think there must be a reason why the originally sharp end was intentionally ground to become blunt?”

“stop!!”

Looking at Langmuir who couldn’t stand it and started screaming Lennok quietly put down the candlestick.

“The items in that warehouse. “They’re all evidence of a murder committed by someone right?”

Lennok asked with a smile.

“They are intentionally leaving behind the disposal of evidence of a crime committed by a person in power thereby holding them accountable. “Does Machine Head control its members in this way?”

“….”

Why was evidence related to someone’s crime stored in the back of a secret study?

In the first place this may be because the owner of this evidence is not Langmuir himself but someone higher up than him.

Lennok searched the study of Commissioner Langmuir who was trying to hold him responsible and found out the secrets of the faction to which he belonged.

“I thought we might end up blushing but I think this is enough.”

Perhaps Langmuir was a member of Machine Head and was in charge of hiding evidence of crimes committed by powerful figures at the top.

Nevertheless the moment it is discovered that this fact has been discovered by others Langmuir’s position within the faction will also rapidly shrink.

“We will reopen the communication lines.”

Lennok found Langmuir’s personal cell phone on a table in the study and threw it at him.

“If you have ever requested external reinforcements or help cancel them all. “What happened today ends here.”

“….”

Did he even feel something in that calm voice?

Langmuir picked up his cell phone with trembling hands and swallowed his saliva after confirming that the communication network had been restored to normal.

He called a number listed in his contact list connected his cell phone and began to handle the situation as Lennok had described.

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“grow. “It appears that there was a signal error while checking and testing the interior functions of the mansion.”

[….]

“Okay bring back all the agents currently moving and wait until further instructions.”

After hanging up the phone Langmuir repeated a similar call in several places and then looked back at Lennok with a nervous look.

“We have contacted both the District Police Force and the Special Forces Mechanized Fire Brigade which requested reinforcements. “Now there will be no late guests coming to this mansion.”

“You’ve contacted me a lot in that short period of time.”

Lennok smiled faintly.

“It seems like he thought his life was a waste.”

“The agents I sent to you are agents of the Side Squad which is considered an elite unit among the bodyguards assigned to Ex Machina.”

Langmuir answered as he got up with difficulty and sat down in the armchair again.

“If you tell me that you are going to deal with those people and come find me how can I not think that you are going to kill me?”

“But now you’re willing to cooperate.”

“If you were planning on killing me you would have taken my life immediately after entering the study.”

Langmuir looked up at Lennok in a weak voice and shook his head.

“I understand that you are not just a skilled craftsman. Now that my secret has been discovered I know that you stand above me.”

Are you saying that he acknowledged that the situation had already completely turned upside down the moment Lennoc broke into the mansion and found his weakness?

A servile attitude that was completely different from the solemn attitude he had just moments ago when he tried to blame Lennok for being eliminated from the selection ceremony and scold him.

As a member of the Supreme Council who has served for a long time his attitude changes very quickly.

“From now on we will never again hold you accountable for your actions and decisions. Moreover I will do my best to ensure that you can continue your craftsmanship in the workshop district.”

“….”

“If you still have any regrets about becoming a meister I will be the first to recommend your name to the machine head when the selection ceremony is held again. “I swear on my behalf as a member of the Ex Machina Committee.”

Langmuir who quickly mentioned the mistakes he had made and the privileges and rewards that would be given to Lennok in the future asked while looking at Lennok.

“If there is anything you want tell me now. “What should I do?”

“It’s not difficult.”

Lennoc said so and manipulated his magical power to float a picture in front of Langmuir.

Faaah!!

The last page of Kaise’s research journal. A blueprint for a huge room that can only be confirmed through serum.

Lennok asked Langmuir selecting a fragment of the blueprint and floating it up as a magical hologram so that the entire blueprint could not be guessed.

“I would like to ask where you think this blueprint is located in the machine city of Machina.”

* * *

It’s been a few days since I opened the workshop that was closed after being eliminated at the selection ceremony and started accepting customers.

The number of customers visiting Lennok’s workshop has increased significantly compared to before.

Although the evaluation was put on hold and no results were achieved rumors began to spread that the judges all highly evaluated Lennok’s modification skills.

The number of customers started to increase so much that it was now necessary to set a number of customers per day and assign numbers on a first-come first-served basis.

“It’s common for popular workshops.”

Mouser now naturally seated in Lennok’s workshop nodded while picking his teeth with a toothpick.

“This is an old workshop district filled with old craftsmen like me so things like this rarely happen but even if you go to a mid-level workshop district with meisters and young people it’s not an uncommon disaster.”

The workshop district where Lennok operates is a street where artisans gather but this is not the only district in Machine City.

Depending on the level of craftsmanship and location within the city the workshop districts are classified into different grades and their importance.

Among them the workshop district where Lennok is currently located was as Mouser said close to the outskirts of Machina a district where old-fashioned craftsmen gathered.

“It looks like Master Mouser also has experience.”

“That’s how I did business when I was young.”

Mouser who responded like that looked at Lennok and asked as if he had remembered it too late.

“But wasn’t there something you had to do other than your father-in-law’s?”

“Oh I found someone who could take care of the work I originally wanted to do.”

Lennok answered calmly.

“Thanks to you I think it will be okay to continue my craftsmanship for a while longer.”

“You’ve already made friends like that? “Contrary to your appearance you are quite sociable.”

“….”

Rather than being a friend he was just asking the Ex Machina member to do something for him but Lennok didn’t go that far.

Even in Ex Machina the Machine Head faction is an intellectual group comprised of relatively many scholars.

Relatively speaking it is the faction with the highest probability of investigating blueprints and achieving significant results among Machina leadership.

Leaking the design drawings to the outside world itself carries risks but if you don’t take that into account Lennok will end up having to personally sell the work from start to finish.

There was no need to throw away the reputation built up under Lyman’s name now that the possibility of accessing Machina’s core through craftsmanship had greatly increased.

He devoted himself to his craftsmanship during the day and collected information from Langmuir and other committee members at night.

This was Lennok’s basic course of action in the Machine City after the Meister selection ceremony was over.

Mouser lay down near the workbench his face red and drunk scratching his stomach.

“I’m going to sleep a little longer and wake up to work so don’t wake me up. “I will make the parts you mentioned by midnight today.”

“All right.”

After only a few days of going in and out of the workshop with Lennok he suddenly became friendly and came in and out of the workshop as if it were his own home.

Lennok also didn’t intend to say much to Mouser as he helped him modify and maintain his equipment.

However customers who came to Lennok to drop off their equipment often asked about Mouser wondering if they found it fascinating.

“Is my father-in-law okay?”

“You seem to be exhausted from working late into the night.”

“For something like that I think it smells like alcohol…”

“….”

Keen customers occasionally came across fragments of the truth but the fact that artisans liked alcohol was so common in Machina that no one picked up the book.

After that Lennok continued to run a smooth business by repairing his customers’ equipment and telling them their personal stories based on his intuition.

Although he often touched upon the personal and personal affairs of members of quite sensitive professions it seemed as if customers who came to him came to him expecting such consulting from Lennok.

The app where customers write reviews of the workshop every time they leave after completing maintenance and remodeling was full of various positive reviews about Lennok’s maintenance methods.

[9.5/10: Maintenance is quick and the craftsman is smart.]

[9/10: The price is not overly expensive and the service is attentive.]

[10/10: The iron that the owner kindly prepared was so delicious.]

[Master it seems like the eating habits of organisms have become a bit strange these days.]

Without waiting for a reply Dabi neatly clicked the report button on the suspicious review.

“I broke the cash register during a fight with a friend I was working with but strangely he didn’t try to fix it.”

“Have you ever lost some of your investment before starting a business? “Slush funds are hidden inside.”

Rumors and reviews have become more popular day by day so much so that customers now tell their stories without Lennok having to open his mouth first.

“The motorcycle I recently bought keeps turning off in the middle of the car. “I brought it here myself can you take a look at it?”

“The internal parts of the engine were cleverly mixed together old and new. “Next time you visit the seller you will have to take the collection with you.”

Of course as the number of customers increases it is rare for them to come into contact with only powerful artifacts.

There are many cases of picking up equipment parts showing hidden spaces resolving the suspicions of defrauded buyers and fixing broken radios or cell phones.

However rather than refusing any complaints or customers Lennog faithfully processed the requests that customers submitted to him.

‘It is inevitable that attention will be focused immediately after the selection ceremony. There is no reason to cause unnecessary trouble with customers.’

It’s not that bad if you think of it as a way to refine the skills needed for renovation and maintenance in real life.

Information about the blueprints recorded in Kaise’s research log is being collected through the Machine Head faction including Commissioner Langmuir.

I did not think that I would be able to clearly clarify all the suspicions immediately after visiting Machina.

‘The mechanical city’s division and method of moving around the globe are completely different from Balkan. ‘As the entire city is constantly changing and moving like a living creature we also need information.’

The situation is different from the Balkans where sunny and shaded areas were divided and outlaws ran rampant.

As long as we are aware that an overwhelming force called the Executors can tour the entire machine city

There is a need to gather as much information as possible and contact people in various occupations without being overwhelmed by them.

For now we have no choice but to build a foundation for accessing the heart of the machine city by handling the craftsman’s work like this.

That was the moment when Lennok thought so and repaired the engine of a customer who had been scammed by a bike and returned it to him.

Slam!!

The sound of heavy footsteps echoed from across the wide streets of the workshop district.

Dozens of soldiers in dark red uniforms are lined up and quickly run through the streets approaching us.

The fierce atmosphere made other customers who were waiting for their turn inadvertently back away.

The line of soldiers quickly approaching Lennok’s workshop opened and an old woman with white hair walked out from within.

The old woman with impressive wide eyes frowned as she glanced at the facilities inside the workshop.

“It’s terribly old. “The storage conditions are also terrible.”

“….”

“The drain is clogged so water doesn’t come out properly and the furnace vent is worse than not existing. “The sound insulation materials in the workshop were all eaten up by rats so they were all taken care of.”

The old woman walked around the workshop and began pointing out various structures and facilities surrounding the workshop.

Dozens of soldiers are just following the old woman’s steps walking silently and escorting her without saying a word.

It seemed clear to anyone passing by that the old woman was being treated as a very important guest of honor.

Instead of immediately answering the old woman’s words Lennok looked closely at the uniforms of the soldiers guarding the old woman.

‘The uniform is different from the shadow agents who came to the workshop earlier. They are soldiers from sunny regions.’

It is difficult to recognize them because their faces are half covered by thick helmets but they do not have the stealth or cold demeanor of the agents who attacked Lennok’s workshop.

It would be correct to say that they are assigned to a different armed group than the Side Squad agents sent by Commissioner Langmuir.

Lennok who had finished thinking to that point slowly opened the workshop door and stuck his head out.

“…Who are you?”

At Lennok’s words the old woman turned her head as if she had been waiting.

“Are you the arrogant brat who made the seniors feel anxious at the selection ceremony?”

“….”

The old woman who had scolded Lennok for all the trouble walked into the workshop and frowned when she saw the machinery and parts scattered around.

“Not only is it not neat and tidy but the internal structure of the workshop is also a mess. If you place the workbench in the middle like this the heat will inevitably cool down on the way to the furnace. “Why was the spare workbench placed in a place like this?”

The old woman was constantly talking and pointing out the interior of the workshop but her eyes widened slightly when she saw Mouser lying down behind the spare workbench.

“….”

The old woman looked at Mouser who was snoring happily while lying down in the most comfortable position in the world with a pitiful expression and grabbed the bottle of liquor lying on the workbench.

He held up the half of the remaining liquor upside down and poured it into Mouser’s nostrils not his mouth.

Mouser who was sleeping with a happy expression on his face got startled by the alcohol entering his respiratory tract and stood up.

“Kekkeek!! Who the fuck pours precious alcohol through their nostrils instead of their mouths!!!”

“It’s me Mouser.”

Seeing Mouser stand up with an angry expression Nova stabbed Mouser in the stomach with an upside-down liquor bottle.

Mouser’s eyes widened as he finally saw the old woman’s face.

“I Narcissa…?”

“It’s old man. “Why are you eating without permission in this kid’s workshop?”

At the words of the old woman called Narcissa Mouser wiped her alcohol-covered face and slapped her cheek.

Mouser’s expression which wiped his face had suddenly returned to that of a stern craftsman.

“That’s what I have to say. “You who rarely appear in Machina’s central district what are you doing here?”

“Because this kid’s workshop has become famous the capacity of the lower-level workshop district has been exceeded for several days.”

Narcissa nodded with an expressionless face.

“There is still more than a month left until the Machina Earth location change cycle. At this rate it wouldn’t be surprising if the wall within the workshop district couldn’t withstand the load and collapsed.”

“…Are you saying there was a problem because too many customers came?”

Narcissa suddenly turned her head to look at Lennok at the words he inadvertently threw.

“You mean even though you were a craftsman who settled in a lower-class workshop district and did business you didn’t know that fact? “There is a problem with this.”

“…”

“The number of people each district and district can accommodate at one time is strictly controlled. “This is because the barrier dividing the area is stretched fluidly so if the capacity is violated the barrier may be damaged and the division of the district may disappear.”

Are you saying that the reason for controlling the number of people allowed is to prevent the wall from collapsing?

However Narcissa seemed to be more concerned about damage to the wall itself than about casualties or property damage.

Could it be that the giant mechanical barrier used to separate each district in Machina is more important than expected?

While Lennok was lost in thought Narcissa pointed at him and spoke again.

“After investigating the circumstances I found out that right after I was eliminated from the selection ceremony my name became known and the number of customers increased significantly. Moreover I heard that they accept almost all the customers who come and go without turning them down.”

“That’s true.”

“If this continues not only will the number of customers decrease for a while but people will continue to flock to this part of the Earth and the load will begin to collapse little by little.”

Narcissa said while crossing her arms and staring at the old workshop.

“So the higher-ups decided to move this guy’s workshop location to the upper-level workshop district.”