I weave fate in parallel time and space

"Someone received the news and sent people to the imperial capital to have a look. They saw no trace of any disaster." Tesla said calmly.

"It was directly repaired by that being using a powerful force that seemed to go back in time." Mycroft whispered softly, "A demon king ran out of hell, the city suffered huge damage, and many people died. On that night, if it weren't for that existence, perhaps the imperial capital would cease to exist."

"Demon King?" Tesla's eyes shimmered slightly, "This world is really getting more and more interesting."

"That person solved the devil?" Tesla asked.

Mycroft nodded, "It was not just the Demon King who came to the imperial capital, but also his army. Of course, we also had helpers here, the God of Death in Hades, and some magicians hidden in this world. but."

Mycroft's face was solemn, "At first, we were evenly matched with the armies from hell, but then the demon king appeared and took absolute control of the situation. At that time, I was ready to sacrifice.

However, at the most critical moment, that existence appeared, and he dominated the fate of the devil with another absolute gesture."

"Sounds wonderful." Tesla commented.

He was also an adventurer when he was young. As someone who has seen miracles like Sky Island, he is not surprised by the existence of hell.

However, Tesla was a little surprised by Mycroft's description of that existence.

He has never seen Char take action, so in his eyes, it is a very mysterious and special existence, but it may have the same status as his teacher Tony Stark, or it may be a person who guides people to Sky Island. The guide.

Now it seems that he may be much more special than he thought.

He just walked slowly towards Mycroft and stretched out his hand to him.

"Nikola Tesla."

"Mycroft Holmes, I am an officer of Britannia." Mycroft said, "It is an honor to meet you."

"I know you," Tesla said.

But he did not continue talking about Mycroft, but came to the open kitchen on one side.

"Would you like some coffee?"

"I just drank." Mycroft said.

"Is that so?" However, Tesla did not stop his actions, but began to make his own coffee.

He gently picked up the coffee beans and spread them in the palm of his hand. They still had a slight aroma of dry herbs. Then, he picked up the grinder and slowly poured the coffee beans in. A slight rustling sound echoed in the room. Every time you turn the handle of the grinder, you will be accompanied by a rustling sound of coffee beans being ground. The sound is like the melody of time, low and rhythmic.

It seems that what is being ground is not only the coffee beans, but also the inner thoughts.

"How much do you know about that existence?" Mycroft said straight to the point.

"You are really as resolute as the rumors say." Tesla joked.

Compared to Mycroft's eagerness, Tesla was very calm. As the coffee beans were gradually ground, a strong aroma of coffee began to fill the air. Together with the sound of grinding, it weaved a quiet afternoon. Picture scroll. The coffee powder is fine and even, exuding an intoxicating aroma.

"I got some information from some places. You have met him." Mycroft said, "And you met him with the mentor from Northern Russia."

Tesla stopped what he was doing and looked at Mycroft with some surprise. His eyes flashed with unknown light, "It seems that your secret agency in Britannia is better than I imagined." It’s even more powerful.”

After a pause, he shook his head again, "During the World War more than ten years ago, Britannia's secret agency was infiltrated by Germany into a sieve. The news about the blitz launched by Joan of Arc came from you. It was leaked.”

He raised his head and looked at Mycroft, a pair of eagle eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts stared at Mycroft, "So...you should be the stronger one."

Mycroft's expression did not change, he just stared at him calmly, waiting for his answer.

"What happened when you were in that tavern?"

Tesla patiently picked up the sieve filled with coffee powder and shook it gently to let the coffee powder fall evenly on the hand brewing pot. He pressed his fingers gently on the mouth of the pot, and the filter paper fit tightly to the mouth of the pot, making sure there were no gaps. Then, he began to pour water. The water flow was gentle and steady. The coffee powder slowly expanded under the wash of water, releasing a rich aroma.

As the amount of water increases, the aroma of the coffee becomes stronger and blends with the surrounding air. He picked up the hand brewer and shook it gently a few times to ensure that the coffee powder was fully soaked. He then poured the coffee into the preheated coffee cup.

At that moment, the aroma of coffee, the morning sunshine and his focused look intertwined to form a warm and harmonious picture. He picked up the coffee and blew gently, letting the hot air carry the aroma of the coffee. Then, he took a sip and closed his eyes, as if savoring the flavor of time and life.

After a moment, he slowly opened his eyes and murmured deeply.

“I gained knowledge and he gained an opportunity.”

When he saw the advanced mecha that Sissi was driving, Mycroft had actually guessed that it might be related to Tesla's mecha technology.

Perhaps the mecha technology that Tesla brought to this world was given by the creator of Sissi's mecha.

However, although he was mentally prepared for this, after actually hearing Tesla's admission, Mycroft still opened his eyes slightly.

"He told me that his name was Char," Tesla said, "but what's interesting is that the name of his tavern is called Merlin Tavern."

"Merlin.!!?" Mycroft's pupils shrank.

Although the existence of Merlin is clearly described in the legend of King Arthur, this is just a story.

In Britannia's historical records about Emperor Arthur, although it is indeed recorded that he had some very wise teachers and guides, the name Merlin was not mentioned.

But when this name is paired with Arthur, people can't help but think about it.

There was a flash of light in his eyes, and there was a flash of thoughtfulness in his eyes. "Do you think he will be the mentor of Emperor Arthur?" Mycroft said.

"I don't know." Tesla shook his head, "But if it is true, it may be able to explain the miracles created by Arthur the Great."

He smiled, "For me, that existence is also a fog."

He did not tell him about Sky Island because he had promised Tony Stark not to expose the existence of Sky Island to any ordinary person, and he had always been a person who kept his promise.

"Actually, in addition to what happened in the Imperial Capital, a disaster also occurred in Steam not long ago." Mycroft said, "A dragon flew into the city and destroyed everything there, but Fortunately, several magicians appeared and killed the dragon. The old man who killed the dragon said to me "

He looked at Tesla and said, "This is a beginning, but not an end."

Tesla was speechless, just silently raised the coffee in his hand and took a sip, "My teacher also told me so."

"Your teacher?" Mycroft looked at Tesla, with an unknown radiance in his eyes.

Tesla smiled and looked at his right hand, "That's not your original arm. I noticed it as soon as you came in."

Mycroft pulled up the clothes on his right arm. The metal arm glowed with a metallic luster under the sunlight that filtered through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"My original arm was broken that night in the Imperial Capital. This arm was given to me by that being."

Tesla's eyes were instantly attracted to this metal arm. His eyes were a little bright, and he quickly stepped forward and stroked the arm, murmuring softly.

"how are you feeling?"

"It's okay." Mycroft.

"I mean is this arm different from the one you had before?" Tesla asked.

Mycroft thought for a moment, "I was a little uncomfortable at first, but now it's no different. I can control it easily."

As he spoke, he moved his fingers flexibly.

"This metal arm is very powerful and very hard."

"With mithril used, there is certainly no doubt about the hardness," Tesla said.

"Mithril?" Mycroft frowned.

"A metal as hard as dragon scales but lighter than feathers cannot be found in the human world." Tesla looked at this metal arm, which he had only seen in Stark's alchemy cabin. Been to something similar.

"It should be connected to your nerves. It's incredible that metal creations can be made so delicately."

"Our scientists there believe that this arm is an arm with future technology." Mycroft said.

"In the future?" Tesla's eyes shimmered, "But I definitely won't see the day when humans can make this kind of thing by themselves."

"If you are interested in this arm, you can follow me to Britannia." Mycroft said.

Tesla's eyelids closed, "This is what you came here for, right?"

"Britanya can offer you a very generous salary," Mycroft said.

Tesla smiled and shook his head, "If I wanted money, I would be the richest man in the world now."

Mycroft fell silent, he couldn't deny this.

The mecha patent alone is enough to make him the richest man in the world.

If the mecha patent was forced to give up by the German Empire, the alternating current patent he later gave up was undoubtedly a selfless act of his own will.

Let everyone have access to cheap electricity. Otherwise, when everyone uses electricity, he or she will need to pay a patent fee, which will cause the cost of electricity to skyrocket.

That's hundreds of billions or even trillions of assets.

The old man in front of me is not only the smartest person in the world, but also the most selfless person.

"I have a hunch." Mycroft said seriously, "A war no smaller than a world war will soon sweep across this land, and countless people will die at the hands of monsters they cannot face."

He looked at Tesla and said sincerely, "You have god-like wisdom. With your help, we will definitely be able to overcome this difficulty. Britannia and Beichen occupy the vast majority of people in this world. Industrial system, your wisdom can only be used to the greatest extent with us."

"It sounds like I can't refuse." Tesla said in a low voice, "My life is coming to an end, but maybe I can leave something to future generations in this last period of time."

Mycroft's brows relaxed, and there was a hint of joy on his face.

"You're wrong about one thing." Tesla drank the coffee in his hand.

Mycroft raised his eyebrows.

Tesla adjusted his sleeves and raised his head slightly.

"God is not as smart as me." (End of Chapter)