The next day.
Joseph discovered that his plans from yesterday had been somewhat flawed, because his conversation with Lavoisier had ended in just forty minutes.
It was not that he did not want to go into detail, but that he simply did not know the production process for Vulcanized Rubber.
Thus, the information Lavoisier received basically amounted to this—thoroughly mix Sulfur with rubber, then heat it, and a product with high hardness, excellent elasticity, and strong wear resistance could be obtained.
When Lavoisier left Versailles Palace, his expression was grave. The Crown Prince had hoped he could complete the development of Vulcanized Rubber within a year, yet had not offered even the slightest hint about the process.
At the same time, he was tremendously excited. Every task the Crown Prince had assigned him before had brought him enormous prestige and wealth.
This time should be no different.
Hmm, if he completed the task on time, perhaps his title might even rise.
On the other side, Joseph saw that it was not yet half past nine, so he had Eman prepare a carriage for Notre-Dame de Paris.
Just after ten, a Steam Tram stopped outside Notre Dame.
The people nearby then watched in astonishment as the Pope, dressed in solemn ceremonial robes, hurried out to greet him. He exchanged courtesies with the Crown Prince as he stepped down from the tram, and the two entered the church side by side.
This time, Pius VI put on no airs whatsoever. With a kindly smile all the way, he personally led the Crown Prince of France to the guest suite where he was staying.
Joseph surveyed the suite and cast an approving glance at Archbishop Beaumont, who had accompanied him. It was an ordinary suite—luxurious, certainly, but the sort any great noble could