At that moment, Golov, Barton, and Morey exchanged glances, then stood and bowed to Chen Lun.
"Leader, we're very sorry. We still haven't managed to find any clues about the farmer, Dolim."
"It's fine. Sit down and eat first."
Chen Lun speared a piece of fried chicken, popped it into his mouth, and waved a hand.
Golov looked ashamed, but he sat down nonetheless.
"Don't put yourselves under pressure. You've already done very well... if you really can't find any leads going forward, I'll investigate personally."
Chen Lun offered a few words of reassurance.
Golov let out a long breath and nodded silently before picking up his knife and fork again.
Chen Lun then took out the [Proficient Beaker] and handed it to Connie on his left, asking her to pass it to Maggie.
"Maggie, this is a [Class C Mysterious Object]. It'll help you make potions..."
He then explained its specific effects and costs.
Maggie took the beaker from Connie, gave Chen Lun an excited smile, and said loudly:
"Mr. Leader, thank you so much! I've been researching a new kind of potion lately. I love this gift!"
"You're welcome."
Chen Lun chuckled.
Everyone continued eating.
Connie also took the opportunity to report to Chen Lun on her recent work. She said that, using the principles of the Flintlock and some ideas of her own, she had successfully developed a new weapon with the Black Crystal Craft Puppet's help. She had named it "Connie No. 2."
It was a long-barreled flintlock rifle capable of firing successive shots by cycling the bolt. Although its capacity was currently limited to five rounds, it had an effective range of two hundred meters, with respectable accuracy and power. It could also fire Black Crystal Bullets.
Its most distinctive feature was a flamethrower mounted