Along the way, every town resident they encountered would stop and nod to Pazu and Sheeta.
Pazu is an orphan in town, and he has a likable personality, so he is always taken care of by everyone.
But ever since the Golden Seed were planted yesterday, the townspeople's attitude has become somewhat strange.
It was no longer just the affection of elders for a sensible child, but a complex emotion mixed with awe and gratitude, even more devout than when facing a holy icon in a church.
This change left Pazu feeling somewhat disoriented.
When the two arrived at Duffi Fei's house, two men were already waiting outside the door, each carrying a heavy wooden box.
"It's all here!" Duffi patted the box. "From the steam boiler design to the transmission structure, even the differential engine design drawings—we've gathered everything we could find!"
These books and hand-drawn design drawings were collected by all the boiler workers and mechanics in the town.
Upon hearing that the Erdtree needed this knowledge, they sent it to Duffi almost without hesitation.
So the four of them headed south of the town.
The giant tree, emitting a faint golden glow, stood there, clearly visible even from over ten kilometers away.
When the townspeople saw Duffi and the two children walking toward the Erdtree, they all stopped to watch.
Even though Mu En had emphasized that there was no need to do anything and that she should just live as usual.
But the Erdtree itself was the biggest unusual thing, not to mention that nearly sixty kingdom soldiers were being held captive next to the abandoned factory; no one could pretend nothing had happened.
"My Lord! We have brought the blueprints and books you requested!"
"This was prepared by Pazu and Master Duffi overnight!"
The two children's vibrant voices drew Mu En's attention, which had been fixed on the distance.
"Very good, put it under the tree."
Upon hearing the sound, Duffi and Wilson quickly put down the wooden crates they were carrying and stood somewhat awkwardly behind Pazu.
"These are all the blueprints and books on steam engine technology in town, compiled with the help of the workers," Duffi explained casually.
Standing up close to this living, towering tree, even after experiencing a miracle, the two still felt their hearts race.
Mu En sensed the two wooden crates, which contained basic steam power principles, boiler design, transmission mechanisms, and even a sketch of the differential engine, which could be described as cutting-edge technology.
Judging from the mechanical structure shown in the blueprints, the steam technology in this world does indeed have a distinct "punk" aesthetic, and is much more sophisticated than the bulky, dark steam boilers he had in mind.
"Very good, you've gone to great lengths." Mu En's voice was full of approval. "So, as agreed, what do you hope to receive in return?"
Dr. Wilson immediately stepped forward, almost speaking before anyone else, "I want that healing ability! Even congenital disabilities and terminal illnesses like pneumoconiosis! I want to use that power to help more people, especially those workers who have exhausted their health in mines and factories without receiving treatment—"
"No, we don't want a reward." Duffi stepped forward, interrupting Wilson.
"No reward?" This was somewhat unexpected for Mu En.
"Yes, you healed the injuries and illnesses of everyone in the town, and the town's workers wanted to do something to repay you."
"We would feel guilty accepting your favor without doing anything in return."
"All the workers in Valley Town are planning to contribute money and labor to build a church for you. What do you think?"
The two people's requests were contrasted: one was filled with idealism, while the other was simply an expression of gratitude.
To heal the sick through Incantations, one must become Blessed.
He could bless the doctor, but even if he became the Blessed, this healing method could not be widely promoted because he did not have any plans to convert the Blessed on a large scale for the time being.
If superhuman power could be obtained without any cost, it would be a disaster.
As for the church—he didn't need it, and indeed, he didn't need the people of Valley Town to repay him in any way.
Healing all the townspeople was the result of Sheeta exchanging the energy of the Volucite; it was the will of the Volucite's spirit.
Mu En had indeed planned to use her healing abilities to attract faith.
But not now; the time is not right.
Just as he was considering how to answer, the sound of a propeller turning came from afar.
The airship, entirely brown and resembling a large, fat bird, slowly sailed toward the town.
That's Dola's Gang's spaceship, the Tiger Moth.
Without transportation, Dola and her companions spent half the night before finally reaching the spaceship's hiding place.
Because the Tiger Moth flew slowly, it was already late at night when they returned.
In order not to disturb the gods' rest, Dola, who did not know that Mu En did not need sleep, did not dare to fly into the town area until the next morning.
What are they doing here?
As the Tiger Moth slowly descended and finally hovered beneath the Erdtree, Pazu and his companions frowned slightly.
Even though Dola was also chosen by the Erdtree and helped Valley Town repel the soldiers, they still found it difficult to develop a liking for this notorious group of sky pirates.
Especially during the chase of Sheeta, these guys threw grenades into the crowds on the street.
If the workers hadn't reacted quickly and dodged the explosion, these air pirates would probably have been even more hated than the soldiers.
The airship came to a complete stop, and the hatch at the bottom for launching and retrieving ornithopters slowly opened, revealing a ramp extending onto the ground.
"Sons, take all these blueprints downstairs!"
"Yes, Mom!"
Then, the air pirates, dressed in orange uniforms, walked out of the gate carrying stacks of heavy documents and blueprints.
As Dola and her crew went in and out, the documents on the ground piled up thicker and thicker.
As the documents began to pile up into a small mountain, Pazu, the mechanic, finally couldn't help but ask, "Old woman, what exactly are these—"
"You brat, I'm not that old yet! If you really don't want to call me by my name, just call me Captain."
Dola retorted angrily.
Then, she respectfully approached the pile of documents and knelt down on one knee facing the Erdtree.
"My Lord, these are the ornithopter blueprints you requested, they're all here!"
"All of these?"
Seeing the thick stacks of blueprints and documents, each more than half a person's height, spread out under the tree, Mu En couldn't help but be surprised.
It's just a small two-person flying vehicle, why does it need such complex design data?
(Air pompom)
Hearing Mu En's question, she straightened up, dusted off the blueprints, and proudly introduced, "That's right, these are all my husband's treasures, hidden below the deck of the Tiger Moth. That guy is a mechanical genius!"
"Don't underestimate these scraps of paper. Even the O'Hara Conglomerate, which monopolized the airship manufacturing technology of the Northern Kingdom, wanted to buy them for an exorbitant price back then."
Dola remained silent for a few seconds, her face displaying a complex and unreadable expression.
"However, it was precisely because he was guarding these junks that he was targeted, and in the end, he didn't even know how he died."