Changning Guard.
Wang Clan Industrial Park.
Before they knew it, several months had passed.
After this period of adjustment, the first batch of Immortal Dynasty artificers to arrive had gradually adapted to life in the industrial park and settled into its fast-paced work and daily routine.
The Spirit Platform Realm artificers, who made up the largest group, had by now become just like the artificers trained by the Wang Clan itself, accustomed to working nine to five and commuting by rail each day.
Even Old Pei, who had the most exacting demands when it came to working conditions, had adapted remarkably well.
Perhaps for an artificer grandmaster, new technology was the best lubricant for adapting to a new environment. During this time, he had immersed himself almost completely in the joy of researching new techniques, unable to pull himself away.
What he most loved doing these days was catching Wang Ningxi or Wang Shichao and bombarding them with questions, then building all kinds of hypotheses upon their answers and discussing their feasibility. Sometimes, a single discussion lasted several days.
To the point that Wang Shichao now wanted to take a detour whenever he saw him. After all, his specialty lay more in administration and management, not professional technical work.
Besides that, even Wang Liyue, who had always kept a low profile and rarely ventured out, had been cornered by Old Pei several times.
If constantly holding on to young women had not so easily invited gossip—and risked angering his current patron, Wang Shouzhe—he would have dearly loved to detain her outright and refuse to let her leave.
What was so enjoyable about handling all those trifling affairs at the research institute? How could it compare to researching new technologies and learning new artificing knowledge?
Wang Ningxi, on the other hand,