MTL - He Became a Salted Fish After Inheriting Millions of Secret Arts-Chapter 26 reunion on the train

"Are you okay?" The poet looked at him with concern, "I just saw you and pulled you out. Go, those people might come after you."

He glanced at the group of fanatics vigilantly, and dragged Duan Feizhu towards Aberdeen Station.

"Who are they?" Duan Feizhuo asked with lingering fear.

"An organization called Beautiful Gaia," Yeats said, "spreads some weird talks all day long, about ether crystals causing disease, and all airships must be disabled."

"Can ether crystals cause illness?" Duan Feizhuo's eyes widened.

The biggest difference between this world and Duan Feizhuo's original world is that there is a wonderful substance called "ether crystal".

It was a strange crystal buried deep in the ground. It was colorless and transparent, but it emitted a dazzling brilliance when it burned. The energy contained in it is so huge that it cannot be imagined. It is precisely because of the existence of ether crystals that this world line invented the steam airship early on. A piece of ether crystal the size of a fist is enough for a Percival-class airship to soar into the sky for a whole day and night.

Depending on the mining process, the purity of ether crystals is also different. The higher the purity, the more energy it will naturally have. Its price is naturally daunting, it is said to be equivalent to gold.

Duan Feizhuo has read countless times in newspapers that ether crystals are pure energy crystals, and will not produce any harmful gases when burned. This has been unanimously tested by many scientists. If it weren't for the scarcity of ether crystal reserves, which are only supplied to a few industrial enterprises, people would like to use it even for firing stoves.

But what Duan Feizhu heard today was quite different from what he had heard.

Yeats frowned, "Those people call it 'ether disease', which is said to be a disease with a very high mortality rate. But many medical scientists think that ether disease is just a collective name for some rare diseases. Because the current medicine is not yet developed enough, find If there is no cause, the patient will attribute the disease to ether crystals. Just like people thought that the disease was spread through miasma before bacteria were discovered."

Duan Feizhuo was noncommittal. He remembered that Al's father died of ether disease. But he had never heard of the disease in modern times. The biggest difference between the two worlds is that there are ether crystals in this world. If it is said that "ether disease" is caused by ether crystallization, Duan Feizhuo quite believes it.

A whistle resounded through the sky from behind. A group of well-uniformed patrolmen arrived at the scene in a carriage, blowing whistles and waving batons to disperse the crowd.

The crowd who shouted "Beautiful Gaia" dispersed immediately, and some who were running slowly were pinned to the ground by the patrol. Some spectators lost no time in applauding, but they were also expelled by the patrolmen.

The woman holding the sign dropped her sign and ran away in a panic. Seeing that the patrolmen were about to come after her, she had an idea and hurriedly hid behind Duan Feizhuo and Ye Zhi.

"Gentlemen, let me hide!" she said pitifully.

Duan Feizhuo and Yeats looked at each other in blank dismay. Duan Feizhuo thought that Yeats would refuse the woman's request and hand her over directly, but Yeats put his luggage in front of the woman and put Duan Feizhuo's luggage on top of it.

The woman was short in stature, squatting behind the luggage, and with Duan Feizhuo and Yeats blocking her, as long as the patrolman didn't check carefully, she would never be seen.

The patrolman gave them only a quick glance, and went after the others.

When the patrolman walked away, the woman poked her head out from behind the suitcase and bowed gratefully to Duan Feizhuo and Yeats, "Thank you, kind gentlemen, Beautiful Gaia will never forget your kindness! If you need Beautiful Gaia in the future Ya, we will definitely do our best to help you!"

Yeats waved his hand, a little impatiently, "It's nothing. We still have to catch the train, so take care of yourself."

After speaking, he dragged Duan Feizhu to Paddington Station.

"Why did you help that woman?" Duan Feizhuo asked in a low voice after entering the station.

"They are also poor people." Yeats frowned slightly. "They lost their family members because of the disease. I heard that there is still no cure for this disease. They joined that organization just to make themselves feel better."

Paddington Station was crowded with people. Passengers coming and going have the fatigue and lifelessness typical of migrant workers.

Duan Feizhuo looked around, looking for Al.

"Master!" A familiar call came from behind.

Al was carrying his small suitcase, bouncing towards Duan Feizhuo like a little rabbit. When he saw Yeats beside Duan Feizhuo, his steps slowed down, he was confused and awed at the same time.

Duan Feizhuo introduced, "This is Mr. William Yeats, a famous poet, my colleague."

Al suddenly realized, and bowed to Yeats, "I am Alfred Willow, Mr. Chester's apprentice and personal servant."

Yeats shook Al's hand in a friendly way. Al was flattered that a famous poet and mystic would shake his hand regardless of the difference of status.

"Your mentor told me about you." Yeats said with a smile, "you are so lucky to have such a considerate master. In order to teach you 'those knowledge', he even asked me to buy a lot of textbooks suitable for novices Well. Other scholars might not be so patient."

Al looked at Duan Feizhuo excitedly, "Really, Master? Thank you so much!"

Duan Feizhuo was a little embarrassed to be stared at by him. In fact, he bought those books mainly to improve his abilities, and teaching Al was just incidental. But he couldn't admit it, he could only squeeze out a smile.

Al thought he had affirmed his words, and immediately became even more ecstatic. While waiting for the bus, his expression seemed to be sleepwalking, and he kept muttering "Master is so kind to me" in a low voice. Duan Feizhuo almost felt guilty.

The train is coming in. The bustling crowd rushed towards the platform, Duan Feizhuo also picked up his luggage, and boarded the train with Yeats and the others.

There was no box in their carriage, Yeats and Al sat together, Duan Feizhuo chose the seat opposite them.

He was putting his luggage on the luggage rack when a dreamy voice came from behind.

"My God, look who this is?"

Duan Feizhuo suddenly knocked over the luggage as if struck by lightning. Seeing that the suitcase was about to hit the top of Al's head, a hand stretched out like a gust of wind, holding his heart.

"Be careful." Z lowered his head, with a few strands of white hair hanging down his shoulders, reflecting the sunlight. Xenophon followed behind him, looking at the layout of the carriage curiously, as if he was visiting some historic site.

Duan Feizhuo felt that he was about to suffocate.