Steam Era: The Lord of 'Puluo' Chapter 1468: Peeping Cultivation Above the Clouds_4

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Previously on Steam Era: The Lord of 'Puluo'...
Guan Huodong attempted to trap Li Qi with a Food Repair Array, but Li Qi's shadow proved elusive, and Li Banfeng revealed his true strength by severing Guan Huodong's hand. Guan Huodong was ultimately defeated and killed, his soul taken to a Portable Residence where magical treasures consumed his essence.

The phonograph said, “I told you before, the projector’s Taoist sect is unfathomable. It can create newspapers and vases, and these things are real. Now, it can even create a person.”

This person’s appearance, build, and clothing were exactly the same as Guan Huodong.

What happened next was even more incredible. The projector’s light halo shone on “Guan Huodong,” and “Guan Huodong’s” legs began to move slowly.

The real Guan Huodong was lying in the main room, where his family was having a meal.

The Guan Huodong created by the projector was already moving.

Even Red Lotus walked to the door of the Fifth Room and silently watched the projector’s techniques.

The projector’s craftsmanship couldn’t compare to Red Lotus’s. In Red Lotus’s eyes, there were countless flaws on this Guan Huodong.

Yet the projector’s technique still surprised Red Lotus.

After several attempts, “Guan Huodong” finally took a step forward.

The phonograph applauded the projector.

But the Lady of the Fifth Room was not satisfied: “The movements are too stiff, more refining is needed.”

The clock pendulum felt more regretful; if he’d known the projector had such abilities, he wouldn’t have involved Red Lotus.

The phonograph scratched the clock pendulum’s cheek with its needle: “Next time, try not to seek outsiders for help.”

…

Li Banfeng crawled into the old boat’s cabin, exerting a lot of effort, and rescued Ban Feng Bing from the array.

Since it was a Food Cultivator array, Ban Feng Bing’s body was covered in stomach acid, making him feel nauseated. He went to the seaside to wash for a long time.

There was also Ban Feng Yi in the fishing net, who had been soaked in the seawater. After getting out of the net, Ban Feng Yi shivered in the cold wind for a long time.

After gathering all the shadows, Li Banfeng found Tan Jinxiao: “Hire a boat, let’s go out to sea for a look.”

Tan Jinxiao looked around: “Where is Guan Huodong?”

“He’ll be here shortly, now he’s one of us.”

“Guan Huodong is one of us?” Tan Jinxiao stared at Li Banfeng, thinking he was joking.

“You two had a misunderstanding before, but now it’s resolved. You should get along well in the future.” Li Banfeng readjusted his hat and gazed into the depths of the sea.

He patted his gloves and touched the Judge’s Pen, lowering his voice: “This is the sea! Let’s go out and broaden our horizons.”

“Hmph!” The Judge’s Pen was rather disinterested, saying five words, “Nothing impressive here.”

Li Banfeng scolded: “Not impressive? Have you ever seen such a vast sea?”

“Master, I’ve seen the sea,” Gloves waved its index finger, “Puluo State has a sea, it’s huge!”

…

“This set of shots needs to be filmed at sea, which is very costly.” Duan Shuqun looked at the accounts; the ongoing shooting of “Blood Blade Detective Nine” was about to exceed the budget again.

He Jiaqing was indifferent: “The budget can be adjusted; spending a bit more money doesn’t matter.”

Duan Shuqun thought it unnecessary to shoot at sea: “Outside provinces have synthesis techniques. We can shoot in the studio and process it afterward. It will look exactly the same as shooting at sea. I’ve made two versions of the film, and we can take a look.”

He Jiaqing shook his head: “No need, I’m familiar with those synthesis techniques, and I don’t want to use such deceitful means.”

Duan Shuqun didn’t feel it was deceitful: “Everything in films is fake, the fights and battles are fake, so why must the sea scenes be real?”

Li Qi’s film industry company releases films nonstop, dominating the cinema schedule. Out of ten films, at least six are theirs. Their production costs are low, but their box office revenue is substantial.”

He Jiaqing put down his newspaper and patiently explained to Duan Shuqun: “I make films not just for money, but to create enduring art that stands the test of time. I won’t deceive my audience with fake scenes.”

Shen Rongqing nodded repeatedly: “In this regard, I agree with Jiaqing.”

He Jiaqing had made up his mind, and Duan Shuqun had nothing more to say.

The film matters were settled, and He Jiaqing asked Big Head: “How’s the procurement of that batch of medicines we discussed earlier?”

Big Head shook his head: “Progress has been slow. I’ve heard there have been quite a few disturbances at Three-Head Fork, making the source of goods difficult to find.”

He Jiaqing had asked Big Head to purchase a batch of Taoist Fate inducements, but Big Head had only managed to secure less than thirty percent of them.

“What disturbances could happen at Three-Head Fork?” He Jiaqing repeatedly flipped through the newspaper but couldn’t find any related news.

Shen Rongqing said: “I’ll arrange a dinner party tonight, inviting some friends from the Defense Agency to see if we can gather any information.”

He Jiaqing nodded, appreciating the competent Shen Rongqing when not throwing tantrums.

The butler walked into the living room and said to He Jiaqing: “Boss Peng is here.”

“Quickly, invite him in!” He Jiaqing stood up and straightened his clothes. Boss Peng was a newly acquainted friend who had helped He Jiaqing a lot in business.

After a while, the butler brought Boss Peng into the living room.

This Boss Peng, in his forties, with a shiny slicked-back hairstyle, wore a slant-collared long gown and held a pipe. His demeanor was much like an old-school Puluo State businessman.

Shen Rongqing, Duan Shuqun, and Zou Guoming had never met this Boss Peng before and spoke somewhat reservedly.

Boss Peng, however, was easy-going: “Everyone, no need to be so formal. Since you’re friends with Jiaqing, you’re naturally also friends of mine.”

As he spoke, Boss Peng smoothed his hair.

Ding ling~

He Jiaqing vaguely heard some sounds.

“Rongqing, Shuqun, Guoming, go ahead and attend to your tasks. I want to chat privately with Boss Peng.”

Duan Shuqun glanced at Shen Rongqing, this was different from what was initially discussed.

He Jiaqing had previously said they should discuss business together with Boss Peng, and they’d each made preparations. Why were they being sent away right after meeting?