Extraordinary Rise: Starting Contract with the Silver Dragon Countess

Chapter 157 Repairing the "Book of Time and Space"

The finances of the "Melting Tribe" are currently very tight. Tieyan, who has just succeeded the chief of the tribe, did not follow the customary practice of building a government office first after taking office.

His office was still the old chief's office, and he lived in the same residence.

However, a few elders felt that it was too shabby and planned to renovate and expand it.

However, this frugal behavior still won a lot of goodwill from the tribe.

The "Melting Tribe" meeting hall.

The new chief, Tieyan Orn, carefully handed the glass box containing the earrings back to Coen and said respectfully:
"Thank you, Mr. Yann, for your great help. Next, I will continue to cooperate with the Pale Wings as my father agreed with Chief Groin.

If you need anything else in the future, please feel free to call me."

Cohen took back the earrings and said with a smile:

"You're welcome, Mr. Chief, for mutual cooperation."

Tieyan then handed Cohen a space ring and said:

“I have already prepared a hundred kilograms of space stone, it’s all inside.

Please see if it is enough."

Cohen didn't answer this time and said:
“You don’t need to give me the Space Stones. Give them to the Tempering Master first.

I need his help to repair a treasure these days, and these space stones are the repair materials."

Tieyan agreed without hesitation.

Then he thought of something and asked attentively:
“I wonder what type of weapons and equipment Mr. Yaen needs our tribe to make, and how much?
What are your requirements for craftsmen? Do you need me to select them for you in advance?"

Cohen replied:

"The quantity is a bit large. I don't have any other requirements. A craftsman proficient in engraving magic arrays will do. I will communicate with the Quenching Master later on for the specific details."

Tieyan said yes repeatedly, and after finishing his conversation with Cohen, he looked at Isabella tentatively.

Isabella handed the other party a thick stack of plans and said straight to the point:

"These are the details of future cooperation between us, the Pale Wings, and your, the Forge Tribe.

Listed above are the goods we need your tribe to provide, as well as the frequency and quantity of delivery.

If you have no other opinions, we will draft a new contract based on these details, and the compensation will still be settled in gold coins."

A look of joy suddenly appeared on Tieyan's face. He naturally knew how much profit his tribe would make once the contract was signed.

He nodded repeatedly and said:

"Okay, okay, thank you, Miss Wen Ze. I'll study this plan as soon as I get back and try to give you a reply tomorrow."

"it is good."

During the conversation, there was a knock on the door. Soon, a dwarf outside the meeting room reported carefully through the door:

"My Lord Chief, the General, the High Priest, and the President of the Quenching Guild request an audience!"

Representatives from three strata asked for a meeting together, and Tieyan's heart skipped a beat.

He glanced at Cohen and the other man, who nodded slightly.

Tieyan replied in a deep voice:

"Let them in."

As soon as he finished speaking, Cohen disappeared with Isabella.

Soon, the general, the high priest and the president of the Quenching Guild walked in together.

When the three of them saw Tieyan, they bowed respectfully and said:

"Meet the Chief."

Tieyan waved his hands quickly and said:
"You three are all elders. There's no need for so much formality in private. Please be more casual."

The four of them sat down and exchanged polite greetings. The high priest then took the initiative to state the purpose of their visit on behalf of the other two:

“Originally, I was thinking about the old chief’s third will, which the chief had difficulty fulfilling.

I didn’t expect that the chief gave us such a big surprise!
We at the Forge Tribe are truly relieved to have been able to reach such a significant deal with the Elven royal family!"

The general also interjected:
"Yes, being able to reach a deal with the elves is a first for the entire Dwarf Alliance!"

Tieyan said modestly:

"It's just good luck."

The high priest quickly asked the question in his heart:
"It's not that I doubt the Chief, but the elves have always been arrogant and xenophobic. Why would they suddenly be willing to cooperate with us dwarves?
They are the royal family of the Winged Elves, this..."

As soon as he finished speaking, all three of them turned their eyes to Tieyan.

Tieyan knew in his heart that the high priest was asking this question today not only for himself, but also for many people in the tribe who had doubts.

Although there was no problem with the elves' contract and token, the fact that a crumbling dwarf tribe suddenly gained the favor of the elven royal family was itself very strange.

No matter how poor they are, the 'Melting Tribe' is still the descendant of God, and they are worried that outsiders will covet their roots.

The fighting within the dwarf tribe is ultimately an internal conflict. If any foreign tribe with ill intentions wants to take advantage of the situation, they must stop it in time.

This is also the reason why the high priest specially called representatives from the other two classes to come and see him today.

Fortunately, he had already prepared the answer to this question in advance, and said to the three people:

“It was an accidental act of kindness I did many years ago that gave me such a huge boost.

I have already told President Quehuo about this matter, I don’t know…”

The high priest's eyes moved slightly and he nodded.
"My Lord Chief, are you talking about saving a human noble?"

Tieyan nodded and said:
"That's exactly it."

The general standing by looked at the high priest and the president of the Quenching Guild with a puzzled look on his face.

President Quehuo briefly recounted to the general how Tieyan had once saved a human noble named Yan on the human continent.

Upon hearing that Lord Yann was actually from the Flaming Lips Chamber of Commerce, and a high-ranking figure in the chamber, the general's eyes suddenly flashed with surprise. He couldn't help but look at the newly appointed chief and asked:

"Master Chief, is that man really an executive of the Flaming Lips?"

Tieyan answered quickly:
"Yes, that's what he said. I didn't ask for details about the specific position, but from what he said, it seems to be a very high position."

The general secretly buried his surprise in his heart, his eyes rolling around, and no one knew what he was thinking.

The high priest glanced at the general and asked:

"Could it be that this cooperation with the Elven royal family is related to Lord Yan?"

Tieyan raised his chin slightly and said:
"Yes, let me tell you three a secret.

In fact, this special envoy of the elven royal family is the wife of Lord Yan!

After Lord Yarn learned of my situation, he persuaded his wife to agree to cooperate with our 'Forge Tribe'.

Otherwise, I really wouldn’t be able to get an order worth three million gold coins.”

When these words were spoken, the three of them showed expressions of great surprise. They had not expected that Lord Yann had such a powerful background.

Not only is he an executive of the "Flaming Lips" Chamber of Commerce, but he can also marry a lady from the elven royal family.

The expression on the general's face became even more interesting, and his heart was surging.

I didn’t expect that the third young master, who has always been unknown, has quietly attracted such great help.

His lips were pressed into a line, and his eyes were filled with mixed emotions.

The high priest showed an expression of surprise and joy, and his voice was filled with uncontrollable joy:
“Ancestors’ blessing!
I didn’t expect that such a great benefactor would come to us when our tribe was on the verge of extinction!

"Headmaster, you must maintain good contact with Lord Yann. We don't have any sharp conflicts with the Eastern Territory Empire. I think we can increase cooperation with them!"

Hearing the high priest say this, the general's lips moved and the expression on his face became even more intriguing.

After Tieyan answered everyone's questions, the three of them were preparing to leave, each with their own thoughts.

Tieyan suddenly called out to Quehuo Guild Leader, saying:
"President Quenhuo, I still don't quite understand the battle axe you taught me to forge a few days ago. Could you please stay for a moment and give me some pointers later?"

Tolkien Quench was slightly startled, but he quickly reacted and nodded in agreement.

As expected, the high priest was full of praise, feeling that the chief's forging skills were not inferior at all and were much better than those of his brothers.

After the other two left, Cohen and Isabella reappeared in front of Tieyan and Tolkien.

Even though he was mentally prepared, Tieyan called him over because he definitely had something to tell him, and it was most likely Lord Yan's instruction.

But when Tolkien saw that Cohen and the other two were able to hide from the perception of the three gold-level masters, lurking nearby, and then suddenly appeared without any summons, he was still shocked.

He concealed the astonishment in his eyes without leaving any trace, and said in a deep voice:

"Thank you, Lord Yann, for convincing his wife to lend a hand to our Forge Tribe.

We at the 'Melting Tribe' will always remember your friendship and kindness!"

hiss.

Cohen took a deep breath, rubbed his arm that Isabella had quietly twisted, and said:
"It's just a small favor. I asked Chief Tieyan to keep you here because I have something I want to discuss with Master Quenching alone."

Hearing the word "alone" deliberately pointed out by Cohen, Tieyan immediately understood and left the conference room very consciously, leaving the space to Cohen and others.

Cohen signaled Isabella to pay attention to the surrounding movements, then stared at Tolkien for a long time and said slowly:

"Master Quenching, before we discuss matters, I have a private question I would like to ask you." Tolkien was a little puzzled, but still spoke:

"Lord Yann, please."

Cohen pondered for a moment and said:
"I wonder what level of treasure the Tempering Master can repair with his current level..."

……

The general returned to the barracks with mixed feelings. His nephew, Yanxin Orn, the eldest son of the old chief, had been waiting in his command room for a while.

In addition, standing next to him was a ferocious dwarf with a hammer tattooed on his arm.

When Yan Xin saw the general coming back, his eyes suddenly lit up and he asked anxiously:

"How about it?
What does Third Brother say?

The general sighed and told Yanxin what Tieyan had told him.

Upon hearing this, Yan Xin's lips trembled uncontrollably, and a look of deep astonishment appeared in his eyes:
"Lucky boy, he can actually get close to such a big shot."

The ferocious dwarf next to him muttered:

"The Flaming Lips Chamber of Commerce?
I haven't heard of a lord named Yann in the Chamber of Commerce who married an elf lady."

Hearing the Savage Dwarf's whisper, the General and Rock Core were both shocked. The latter asked impatiently:

“Are you sure?
By the way, brother, you used to work at the Flaming Lips. Did you know there was this guy there?

The Savage Dwarf is Glenn Wildhammer, the son of the general of the Wildhammer tribe.

Yanxin married the daughter of the general of the Wildhammer tribe, and was considered the brother-in-law of Glenn Wildhammer.

Glenn Wildhammer has always been the middleman for cooperation and communication between the "Wildhammer Tribe" and the Eastern Territory Empire. He has also been introduced to people from the "Flaming Lips" Chamber of Commerce.

I even interned at the Flaming Lips for a while, so I have a certain understanding of the chamber of commerce.

His eyes turned deep and he said in a deep voice:

"It's hard to say. I need to ask around. I've only worked at the Flaming Lips for a short time, and only in a subordinate second-level organization. I rarely come into contact with the real senior management."

Yan Xin's eyes flashed with excitement as he said:
"Then I'll leave it to you, big brother. If Tieyan is lying, then his three million gold coins must have come from an illegal source!"

Glenn acted quickly and soon contacted an acquaintance he had met when he worked at the Flaming Lips Chamber of Commerce.

He is the director of the Chamber of Commerce’s storage center in the northern part of the Eastern Territory Empire, named Marcus Yang.

Hearing Glenn's request, Marcus was stunned for a moment and quickly responded:

"I haven't heard of Lord Yann. He might be from headquarters. Please wait a moment. I'll ask someone."

Not long after, Marcus contacted the vice president of warehousing at the headquarters and told him the name and his request.

However, the other party did not reply for a long time, so Marcus did not take it seriously and went back to his work.

Until his secretary rushed into his office with a panicked look on his face and said breathlessly:

"Director... Director... Headquarters... The people from the Supervisory Department of Headquarters are here!"

Marcus' heart skipped a beat and his face turned pale.

The benefits of working for the Flaming Lips are numerous:
Powerful backers, a beautiful boss, a good salary, generous benefits...

It is the "golden rice bowl" that everyone in the Eastern Region Empire envies and pursues!
But the only scary thing about such a good job is the dreaded Supervisory Department from the Chamber of Commerce headquarters!
The Supervision Department supervises and inspects the work discipline, integrity and implementation of systems of the Chamber of Commerce’s internal employees.

I heard that few employees who were visited by the Supervision Department could escape unscathed.

This Supervisory Department is not an ordinary company's Supervisory Department. Due to the background of "Flaming Red Lips" in the Eastern Territory Empire, the headquarters Supervisory Department can even mobilize the state machinery to serve them. All disguises and cover-ups are exposed in front of them!

The great power and deep notoriety are engraved in everyone's heart.

When Marcus learned that the headquarters' inspection department had suddenly come to his door, he was instantly overwhelmed by despair. He carefully reviewed everything he had done since he became the director of the Northern Storage Center.

He never missed any of the leaders who were in charge of him and never showed favoritism to any of them during the holidays.

The red envelopes and kickbacks received were also divided 50-50 according to convention, and I never dared to keep any extra.

He also served the relatives and friends arranged by the leaders with dedication and made reasonable arrangements.

He felt that he had done his job impeccably in both public and private matters, but why did these wolves from the Supervisory Department target him?
There was no time to think. Facing the Supervisory Department, which could mobilize the state machinery, any resistance was meaningless. He took a deep breath, straightened his appearance, and said in a deep voice, like a warrior going to die:
"Why are you panicking? Tell the office to clear out the conference room on the top floor.

Everyone else, follow me downstairs to greet the leaders from headquarters!"

"Yes!"

……

In the meeting hall of the "Forged Tribe", Tolkien Quench did not answer Cohen's question immediately.

He thought carefully in his mind for a long time, then slowly said:

"I can repair any legendary magic weapon."

Cohen's eyes flashed with joy, and he continued to ask:
“What if there is a complete way and method to repair it?”

Tolkien was stunned for a moment, then replied with a hint of pride:
"If there's a ready-made repair method, I'm not bragging, but I'm confident I can repair any level of weaponry!"

Cohen's expression suddenly became serious. He reached out and took out a contract and said in a deep voice:
"It's not that I don't trust Master Quenching, but this matter is of great importance, so I must sign a soul contract with you."

Tolkien's eyes showed deep meaning as he took the contract and took a look. The content was very simple. It was a contract to repair treasures and subsequently be responsible for creating a batch of equipment.

Moreover, the remuneration Cohen offered was surprisingly generous, which made Tolkien look sideways.

The only special thing is that the contract stipulates at the end that the restorer must keep all information about the treasures being repaired and the equipment being crafted absolutely confidential and cannot disclose it to anyone.

It was no surprise to Tolkien that he didn't want to expose something he was willing to spend so much money to repair and build.

He had signed similar contracts before, but none of them were soul contracts on the level of Cohen's.

Tolkien signed his name without hesitation and returned it to Cohen.

Cohen nodded slightly and glanced at Isabella beside him. The latter took out an hourglass filled with gold sand and waved her hand lightly. The fine sand began to flow slowly from the top downwards, making a faint and rhythmic rustling sound.

As the sand flowed, an invisible spatial fluctuation began to slowly emerge and expand with the hourglass as the center. Then a mysterious space emitting a faint glow appeared, completely enveloping the three people.

The space was shrouded in a faint light, gradually separating itself from everything around it. From the outside, this temporary space looked like a small alien world.

The hourglass glass refracted the faint light, making the space shimmer with a dreamy halo. The surrounding noise seemed to be isolated by this invisible barrier.

As the sand in the hourglass completely flowed out, with a whoosh, the entire space shrank rapidly, and the three people in the space directly drilled into the hourglass.

The hourglass also returned to normal and looked like an ordinary hourglass.

Faced with this strange scene, Tolkien Quench, who was already at the gold level, had no ability to resist at all and was trapped in the hourglass space.

Isabella's calm voice came:
"This is a temporary extra-dimensional space, similar to the portable storage capability possessed by Gold-level transcendents, an extra-dimensional space array.

In this alternate dimension, even a saint couldn't intrude on our conversation without being noticed. To maintain confidentiality, you'll also be here when you repair your equipment."

Tolkien's heart was slightly shaken. He knew that this was completely different from the imperfect dimensional array possessed by the Golden Rank. At least that dimensional array could not accommodate living things.

From his perspective, the ability to build an extra-dimensional space with perfect rules and stable order is something that even legendary magic weapons cannot achieve.

Tolkien, who had spent most of his life studying forging and various weaponry, could no longer contain his curiosity and asked tentatively:
"Is this...is this a holy artifact?"

Isabella replied calmly:
"Semi-sacred artifact."

Tolkien couldn't help but feel more awed, and at the same time, he was even more looking forward to the weapons that were going to be repaired. What level of weapons and equipment were they that even the repair process required a semi-holy artifact to cover it up?

He had a vague guess in his mind, but he felt it was too unbelievable and did not dare to say it out loud.

Cohen said what was on his mind:
"What I need you to repair is a piece of spatial attribute equipment. Its grade is... a semi-artifact!"

Upon hearing the answer to his guess, Tolkien's breathing stopped, and his eyes were suddenly filled with shock, joy, and excitement.

For a dwarf master craftsman obsessed with forging, being able to repair a semi-artifact with his own hands is something he could never even imagine.

As he spoke, a silver light flashed in Cohen's hand, and the "Book of Time and Space" appeared in front of everyone.

Isabella was also very surprised when she first learned that Cohen actually had a semi-artifact in his hand.

You know, it was because she once had the "Wings of Gold", a one-fifth semi-artifact, that she attracted the siege of the two saints of the "Black Tomb" and many legendary ones.

Not to mention the genuine and complete semi-artifact in Cohen's hand.

On the one hand, I was touched by Cohen's unconditional trust in me, but on the other hand, I couldn't help but feel a little worried.

After earnestly instructing Cohen not to leak information about the "Book of Time and Space" easily, she specially took out this semi-sacred artifact - the Sand of Time, which can temporarily build an orderly and complete extra-dimensional space.

Used to help Cohen cover up the traces of repairing the "Book of Time and Space".

Tolkien carefully took the Book of Time and Space from Cohen's hands, like a pilgrim. He stroked it gently with his withered hands, his eyes filled with wonder and gratitude. He still couldn't believe it and asked:
"Mr. Yan, are you...are you really determined to let me repair this treasure?"

Tolkien was extremely excited. Being able to repair a semi-artifact with his own hands... He felt that he would die without regrets in this life!

Cohen said without hesitation:
"Exactly!
Master Quenching, I'm sorry to bother you with everything that's going on. Here's the repair method. I've already prepared all the materials. Please get started today!"

Tolkien said decisively, with a burning fire in his eyes:

"Don't worry, sir. I will use all my life's knowledge to restore this semi-artifact to its original state for you!"

Cohen and Isabella left the hourglass space, and then the former put the hourglass away.

Just as he was about to say something, he felt the communication stone in his arms vibrate, and there were several missed messages on it.

Cohen took a look and found that it was a message from Grace.

The above content made Cohen frown slightly and fell into deep thought——

Someone is investigating your identity as "Lord Yann" through the "Flaming Lips" Chamber of Commerce. Please reply as soon as you see the message!
(End of this chapter)