This Lord is Very Scientific

Lin Ke's reading comprehension method, made up on the spot.

Having read many novels in his previous life, he often encountered these.

So, when he spoke, it was like a torrent, and he spent the whole day enjoying the conversation with Mr. Noble.

He discovered that this Mr. Noble was actually quite timid.

Perhaps he became a god by taking shortcuts initially, but later found it difficult to advance even an inch, only obtaining insignificant feedback from noble social functions like banquets imagined in his mind.

Originally, Mr. Noble's estimation was that it would take another five hundred years of socializing to get a chance to advance a level.

But now, it seems, that might not be necessary!

"Lin Ke... Lin Ke... where did you get this precious secret technique?" Mr. Noble excitedly grasped Lin Ke's hand and then, feeling inappropriate, apologized again, "Sorry, I didn't mean to probe your secret."

Mr. Noble calmed himself, then sincerely said, "In the future, I'll do my best to help you accomplish something, although with Azanen, lord of Crows, you might not need me, but this is my friendship!"

Mr. Noble was truly grateful to Lord of Crows, especially thankful to Lin Ke.

Lin Ke couldn't completely empathize with the anxiety and disappointment of not being able to advance for hundreds of years, but he understood.

Just like a wealthy man with assets worth billions, he desperately wants to break through to tens of billions, but encounters life's limits and can't break through.

Although he seems good enough to most people, it truly restricts and troubles him.

That's what Mr. Noble felt.

But now, Lin Ke gave him a chance to continue improving and growing stronger.

"Good, very pleased to have your friendship, Mr. Noble." Lin Ke didn't say much more, Mr. Noble might seem unremarkable, being a god, yet a useless god.

However, there'd be uses for him in the future.

"Well... Mr. Lin Ke, I wonder if I might have a residence here as well?" Mr. Noble asked somewhat embarrassedly.

"No problem, just go to the Town Hall and purchase one..." Lin Ke smiled.

Thinking of a freebie? Dream on!

"Town Hall? Okay, okay." Mr. Noble forced a smile; he didn't want to spend that much money.

After some small talk, Mr. Noble prepared to return to the abyss; he needed to sort through his recent gains and modify his doctrines, change his divine office.

"Mr. Lin Ke, if you come to the abyss, please let me know. Of course, I mean if possible... after His Majesty Insomnia receives you, you can visit my temple."

Mr. Noble chuckled.

"Of course." Lin Ke nodded, then watched as Mr. Noble soared into the sky and disappeared from sight shortly after.

Afterwards, Lin Ke went out and rode Little Lucky to an office building.

"Little Lucky, wait for me here." Lin Ke patted Little Lucky.

"Caw caw." Little Lucky called twice, then went to chat with other birds nearby.

There were other large birds on the rooftop, serving as mounts for the staff.

This is the press office!

The office of the Great Wilderness Monthly and Citizen Newspaper!

The press housed the most professionals in Great Wilderness City, with authors and reporters that Lin Ke had created all present.

These mounts belonged to the reporters, who needed to frequently travel to various places to collect information, returning once a month.

It was approaching month's end, coinciding with the editors and authors' busy overtime period.

Lin Ke opened the rooftop door and entered the press.

"Paper! Paper! Damn it, give me paper, I have inspiration!"

"By Lin Ke, who wrote 'Joyful Princess Nine'? So many typos!"

"Little Wolf! Little Wolf! Last month, I sent you to interview the Mountain Duke, what nonsense did you interview! Andrew's Leg, if his mistresses get exposed, I bet even Count Linke can't protect you!"

"Yeah! You might as well expose Count Linke's affair with Princess Rica!"

"The printing crew are idiots! A bunch of idiots!"

As the month drew to a close, the entire press was in chaos, with everyone howling.

However, as Lin Ke listened outside the door for a while before stepping in, the entire editing room suddenly quieted down.

"What nice weather today, Little Wolf, how about grabbing a milk tea at Old George's after work?"

"The esteemed printing team did a wonderful job, look at this illustration, it truly captures the essence of Count Linke's sketches!"

"Oh, damn, this novel is exceptionally brilliant and full of wit!"

The editing room transformed from a stormy whirlwind to a gentle breeze, creating a warm and harmonious family-like atmosphere.

Lin Ke was speechless.

This group of jokers.

Lin Ke ignored them and headed to the Great Wilderness Monthly's chief editor's office.

The chief editor was a level-five author, Hong, who was recruited by Lady Heishan.

Of course, Hong was now a level-ten author and level-eight editor, thanks to the press.

"Young Master Lin Ke, what brings you here?" Hong stood up quickly seeing Lin Ke's arrival: "I was about to reach out to you! Regarding the new Worker Associations members, their applications and reports are quite good, after three years of observation they can be initiated and granted occupational trait matching."

Lin Ke sat down on the sofa in the room, nodding slightly: "Good, work it out with Watson, remember, the best ones only."

"Definitely." Hong poured a glass of water, placing it on the table before Lin Ke: "Young Master Lin Ke, this visit is for...?"

"I'll share a piece of news with you to be published on the front page." Lin Ke squinted slightly: "Regarding the Gula Research Institute..."

"Gula Research Institute?" Hong was momentarily stunned, then worried: "Princess Rica and His Majesty Insomnia's side..."

"I'll handle that side, it's not targeting them this time, no worries." Lin Ke waved his hand and continued: "Start with the institution's structure, it's managed by the Minister of Supervision while the director position is nominal, many meaningful researches are shelved."

"Specifically, you can mention how Gula Kingdom is slightly weaker than the Holy Life Alliance, like why can't the powerful Great Emperor exceed the Holy Life Alliance? The blame rests with the research institute, it's dragging the nation's power, and Gula Research Institute's studies are outdated and ancient, whereas we need to look forward..."

Lin Ke narrated slowly, while Hong, holding a feather pen, had a glimmer in his eyes, quickly converting Lin Ke's verbal expressions into written words on paper.

[Authors'] traits allow people to feel immersed and empathetic when reading works.

So each front page is written by professional (Authors), letting readers experience feelings of happiness, grief, etc.

This time, the emotion was set by Lin Ke as "anger"!

It turns out, life is so poor because of the research institute!