"Dad, who left the red mark on your face?"

"Dad, Dad, why are your eyes swollen and black like Uncle Meizike’s?"

Made in the Platinum Palace Garden, Kane sat quietly in the crystal courtyard, seemingly very leisurely sipping tea from his cup.

He responded to his daughter’s question with a smile.

But looking at his face, it was clear that he was not in a normal condition.

One eye was completely bruised, slightly swollen.

There was half a palm print on his left cheek.

It seemed his right leg was a bit lame.

Virginie stood on Kane’s right, resting her head on Kane’s leg, tilting her head as she stared at Kane’s chin and asked.

Mico sat on Kane’s shoulder, holding onto Kane’s forehead with both hands, poking her head out to stare at Kane’s eyes and asked.

Upon hearing his two lovely daughters’ questions,

Kane gently put down the teacup in his hand, speaking in a smooth tone with a touch of elegance.

"Oh, it’s nothing, just dad accidentally hit by something during his research."

"Hahaha! Hahaha..."

Upon hearing this, Liliu lay directly on the table, rolling around madly, clutching her stomach, laughing uncontrollably.

Hearing Liliu’s laughter, Kane shot her a sideways glance.

"Hey buddy, why don’t you ask Meizike to treat you?" Longbei asked, leaning on the courtyard chair back.

Before Kane could reply, Liliu cheerfully added, "Because those marks were made by Sister Kreya with black flames."

Upon hearing this, Longbei could only smile awkwardly, giving Kane an expression of helplessness.

Looks like Kane did something really angering Sister Kreya.

Before long, Raphael Kafka and Meizike arrived at the courtyard, sipping afternoon tea leisurely.

At their first glance upon arrival, it was obvious seeing Kane’s current state.

They were all surprised by Kane’s situation.

But after hearing the reason, they all smiled at Kane, showing no intention to help.

Besides, there was no way to help anyway.

"Do you want to see the recording of the beating before? Liliu has specially documented it." Liliu said with a grin, holding a crystal-like mirror in her hand.

Looking at the mirror, everyone looked at each other, eyes full of curiosity, then raised their heads to check, ultimately ignoring Kane and unanimously said, "Let’s watch, of course we want to watch."

Kane couldn’t stop them, so he joined everyone in watching, observing his own actions and behavior from a third-person perspective.

Truthfully, he hadn’t considered fixing the situation around him at the time.

Watching the scene where the Intelligent Core stabbed him, reminding him onscreen.

When did this happen? Did someone actually remind me? It’s over, I have no memory of this.

Sure enough, through a third-person perspective, at first glance, he discovered things he had no knowledge of.

Kane began to reflect on how engrossed he must have been at the time.

Until Kreya walked behind Kane.

Watching himself dismissing Kreya’s calls and shouts, not acknowledging her, even impatiently waving her away.

And not just once or twice.

Ignoring Kreya’s reminders, treating her like air.

Seeing these scenes made Kane display a sheepish grin, facing the gazes from the others.

What on earth did I do?

Then Kreya, unable to contain her fury, clenched her right fist, pitch-black flames swirling around, punching Kane heavily, sending him flying.

However, it could be seen that Kreya intentionally attacked Kane towards a spot devoid of any equipment or machinery.

Then the camera began closely tracking Kane’s bewildered expression as he flew through the air.

Seeing this, Kane couldn’t help but cover his forehead with his hands, unwilling to watch further.

Nonetheless, the others were enjoying the spectacle immensely.

What followed was Kreya’s one-sided beating, and Kane’s absolutely dumbfounded look.

"Actually, I think that punch could’ve landed here for more impact without being too damaging," Kafka commented.

Regarding Kafka’s comment, Raphael scoffed, "Do you honestly think Kreya’s close combat skills are worse than yours? Can you use your brain for once?"

"You have to dare challenge authority, you know? Kreya was in a fit of anger, her moves not entirely perfect, which is understandable."

"Ha? Even when angry, she could pin you down. Entire Guild’s melee instructor, where on earth are you learning your melee from?"

The two argued while watching the screen.

At this point, Longbei couldn’t resist chiming in.

"See here, Kane’s dodging is clearly problematic, isn’t he just using his face to hit Kreya’s fist?"

"He’s all dazed from the hits, what’s he dodging? Look at him now, his eyes can’t discern what he’s even doing anymore."

"Exactly, look, he even fell down, imagine that happening during a fight, it would be catastrophic."

Kane sat there, arms crossed, resting on the table, with lifeless eyes gazing at the three in front of him.

"Hey! Hey! I’m right here next to you guys! Can’t you show some respect to the King of Platinum?"

The group continued their commentary, treating Kane as the butt of the joke.

Because it certainly was a rare chance for a laugh.

Meanwhile,

Virginie and Mick had run off somewhere unknown.

Soon after, the sound of hooves came.

The scene was nearing its end, and Kane was fully awake, standing up unsteadily.

The scene then vanished.

And Kreya’s figure had already appeared in the courtyard.

Virginie and Mick followed beside their mother, laughing and talking about what Kane had said earlier.

Seeing Kreya, Kane smiled and approached her, giving her a close hug.

Kreya rolled her eyes, patting Kane’s chest, then gently waved her hand across Kane’s face, eyes, and the injured places on his body.

A wisp of black flame was extracted, merging back into Kreya’s body.

Kane’s injuries rapidly healed after the flame disappeared, completely healing in less than a few seconds.

After all, these wounds could only be considered superficial, given Kane’s constitution. If not for the flame hindering recovery, he could have fully recovered in an instant, perhaps even at the moment of being hit.

At this moment, Longbei curiously asked from the side.

"Have you been staying in that space for half a month?"

Hearing Longbei’s words, Kane nodded.

"Of course, all of it is knowledge I’ve never seen before. Every day brings new things of all kinds, there’s no time to come out and rest."

Kane spoke with a face full of joy.

During the half-month of research in the sealed space, his gains were considerable, even in just half a month.

The knowledge he gained could rival what he had learned in previous years, even decades.

The God of All Machines completely surpassed Kane in knowledge about magic technology and magic machinery.

Kane didn’t even need to study; he just had to memorize this knowledge in his mind, and after a few months of memory retention, his skills related to machinery and magic machinery could definitely reach the level of divine skill.

If he could fully absorb and comprehend all the God of All Machines’ knowledge as his own, perhaps he could take another step forward.

Thinking of this, Kane was already too excited to contain himself.

Eager to immediately enter the sealed space and continue researching.

Seeing Kane’s fervent expression, no one could understand it, except for Meizike.

Because Meizike had always been in the same state as Kane.

Mainly because the research at this time was too fascinating.

"Ahem!"

Hearing Kreya’s heavy cough, Kane curbed his expression and sat back down in his place.

"Alright, everyone, the time is almost up for the exchange, let’s return to outside the Mist."

Back to business.

They then handed the two little princesses over to the Ghost Maid and Moon’s Child in the palace.

With a wave of goodbye from the two little princesses, they vanished from sight, returning outside the Mist.

After more than a month.

We returned once more to the fortress that needed long-term guarding.

Upon entering the fortress, everyone made a quick survey.

The fortress hadn’t suffered any damage and wasn’t much different from the beginning, indicating that over the past month, the fortress hadn’t been besieged by enemies.

They lived relatively safely and leisurely.

As soon as Kane and the others appeared, Bagri, along with another five-colored level expert, appeared in front of them.

"Haha, back so soon? Why not rest a bit longer?"

Hearing Bagri’s words, Kane smiled and shook his head.

"How could I possibly keep asking you for help? After all, you have your own things to do, right? Hahaha."

They took a moment of subtle discourse.

Bagri prepared to summon the people he brought along for the return.

Even saying so, there were indeed many places that needed their power and their help.

They were still quite short on manpower.

"You remember the next meeting, right? Come to the Mist Council headquarters half a month later."

Hearing Bagri’s words, Kane nodded.

"Don’t worry, I haven’t become so forgetful."

"Haha, that’s good, then we’ll go first. See you."

Watching these supporters vanish from sight.

Kane began to understand the changes at the fortress during the month they left.

In this month, there were almost no enemy attacks on them.

It was only a few days ago that the enemy rebuilt the forward camp that Kane had completely destroyed.

Yesterday they began redeploying their forces into the Mist.

Over this month, not only were they resting outside, but the guild members were also effectively on vacation outside the Mist.

Such a month without any battles was indeed rare and precious.

Without familiar people and without Kane leading them, they naturally couldn’t attack the enemy at this time.

Not to mention the enemy’s vigilance had reached its peak.

Maintaining the peace was the most important thing to do now.

But now Kane is back, the enemy has rebuilt the destroyed forward camp.

After stopping for more than a month, the battle will reignite once again.

Kane was already thinking about how to properly teach the enemy a lesson.