Sunders already told Angor about the plan for the new city. Once the dream wasteland was opened to the public, a new city would have to be built to accommodate all the new entrants.
Angor had been paying close attention to the new city's construction.
Angor quickly nodded.
Five minutes later, Angor received a pile of manuscripts from Freud in an office on the upper floor of Bastard's lab.
"These are all designed by professional city planners. I've seen them. They're all pretty good." Freud paused for a moment before continuing, "But the best ones aren't from them."
Freud didn't tell Angor who designed them.
Angor took the manuscripts and read them one by one. Angor was impressed by the first one. He had to admit that the designs of professional city planners were much better than the ones he randomly put together.
Even though the building in the design draft was not as professional as a professional drawing, one could imagine the grandeur of the building after it was completed from the details and data of the planning.
Angor could imagine a giant city falling from the sky in each of the manuscripts. Some of them had the solemnity of a religion, some had the majesty of a primitive tribe, and some had the elegance of classical literature.
They all had their own characteristics and were suitable for construction, but Angor still felt that something was missing.
The new city he was going to build was meant for supernaturals.
The cities in the design drafts were undoubtedly classics, but they lacked a touch at first sight.
Take the Floating Mech City for example. Looking at it from afar, one would be awed by the sight of the floating steel fortress floating in the clouds. Looking at it from a closer distance, Angor was just as shocked. Both the front and the back of the building had a strong mechanical style. Since Floating Mech City was the holy land of alchemy, alchemy elements could be found everywhere in Floating Mech City. The cold atmosphere also contained the finesse of alchemy.
He admired Floating Mech City's design very much, and it was enough to convince all wizards to submit to it.
Angor also admired the first foothold he visited in the Abyss Plane, which was called Cinder Rock. Although this stronghold city ended up being destroyed, every time he recalled it, he would think of the dark mist in the abyss. In the midst of the dangers of being surrounded by demons, the intelligent and powerful wizards built a glorious city with hymns lingering in the air on the giant rocks that were hundreds of meters high to guide the lost people. This feeling, even if it was just the aftertaste, was enough to make people excited.
He didn't want the new city to be like this, but at least it wouldn't be too shabby.
He flipped through several of the manuscripts. They were all beautiful, but there was nothing innovative about them that he wanted to see.
When he was about to reach the end of the page, a picture with a warm orange color suddenly appeared in front of him.
Most of the previous manuscripts were in black and white. Angor was surprised to see a colorful one. As he continued reading, the corners of his mouth suddenly curled up.
"This is the one you wanted to talk about, right?"
"Yes," Freud nodded.
"It's Jon's design," Angor said with certainty after reading it carefully.
Angor recognized Jon's work because there were some elements in the design that shouldn't exist in the wizarding world.
For example, there was a round earthen building at the bottom left corner of the draft. The roof was painted red and had some oriental elements from Jon's hometown. However, the only thing about it was the roof. The rest of the building was completely fantasy. There was even a steel tower in the middle of the earthen building that was covered with chimneys, iron ladders, and an iron tower that reached to the top of the building.
That was only a small part of the design. There were other oriental elements in the design as well, but they were too few to be noticed. They were only embellishments in the picturesque layout of the building.
The overall design was similar to that of Floating Mech City.
Iron buildings, reinforced concrete.
But unlike Floating Mech City, which was built with pure steam machinery, this building was more like a steampunk.
Every part, even if it was just a bearing, was exquisite and had a non-mainstream edge style.
Angor looked at the design and understood Jon's intention.
Jon must have great confidence in the culture of Earth. However, he wasn't the type of person who would go all out when he decided on a particular style. He was very tolerant of different cultures, which was why Angor could see the mainstream style of this world in the design.
When in Rome, do as the Romans do. When in Rome, do as the Romans do.
The design was shocking, but it didn't completely deviate from the mainstream aesthetics of the wizarding world. Jon even tried to change people's acceptance of new styles by adding some Earth style.
Jon's craftiness was evident.
Angor believed that if he really copied a city from Earth to the wizarding world, few people would appreciate it because of the different cultures and aesthetics. Jon cleverly avoided all these and used the embellishment of Earth style and the core of punk to create a city that fit the mainstream aesthetics of the wizarding world.
"So beautiful." Freud looked at the design again and couldn't help but exclaim, "Full of personal style. I can feel the designer's strong desire to express his ideas."
"I always thought Mr. Jon was a great musician. I didn't expect him to be so knowledgeable. "
Angor raised an eyebrow. "Of course. He's my teacher, after all."
If it weren't for Jon's education, Angor would have been nothing more than an ordinary mortal nobleman by now.
Angor handed the design to Freud. "Since we both like this, let's use it as the blueprint for the new city."
Of course, Freud nodded. Just a sketch was already so shocking. If it was actually built, it would be even more shocking.
"I'll find time to discuss the details with Mr. Jon. As for the implementation —"
"It's too early to do that. When that time comes, it will only be in its embryonic form. The subsequent improvements will be done by the superhumans themselves. "
After confirming the design, Angor spent another night in the dream wasteland to study the Tree of Authority and the Sinful Fiend.
It was already the next morning when Angor left the dream wasteland.
Yesterday, he fell asleep in front of his desk with his chin resting on his hand. He rubbed his numb hands and buttoned up his loose sleeves.
When he was done, Angor was about to do some more work on Polymorph. However, before he could do anything, he heard some noises coming from the window.
He walked to the window, pulled the curtain aside, and pushed the window open.
Golden sunlight shone through the trees and onto the desk, leaving behind a mottled shadow.
Angor stood by the window and looked toward the source of the noise.
Inside the yard, Greya and Shalee were chatting happily about something. Shalee was no longer as cautious as before. Instead, she would grin mischievously from time to time.
Greya didn't dare to do anything to Shalee, but Butler Number One did.
She would tease Butler Number One from time to time, completely ignoring the fact that the butler was only a Rune Detector. When she was done, Shalee would speak in an evil tone, "I'm just kidding."
Butler Number One had no idea what Shalee was doing, but it was annoyed that Shalee kept interrupting its work.
Greya didn't care either. Instead, she kept egging the butler on.
Before Shalee could continue her teasing, Angor frowned and flew to her side.
"Butler Number One's master is my professor. Are you going to ask my professor to stop you from going crazy? "Angor asked in a cold tone.
Shally quickly put away the idea of playing a prank on Angor.
Angor ignored her and walked around Shalee to Greya. "So you got along well with Shalee, didn't you?"
"She's an interesting girl, isn't she?" Greya grinned and spoke in a voice that only they could hear, "She's so naughty. Let's see if Sunders will give face to the Water Witch when he meets her."
Greya looked like she wanted to see the world in chaos, which gave Angor a headache.
But Greya quickly changed her expression. "I was just kidding. But I'm serious about one thing. She's really interesting."
"Oh right, I'm talking to Shalee about the Rising Star Competition. Do you want to hear about it?"
.。 m.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
