In the long run, the methods of intelligence operations should shift from quantitative change to qualitative change. The image of the "common, mild-mannered young man" needs to be infused with something new.
——A capable and resourceful young businessman.
If such an image can be deeply rooted in the collective consciousness of society, then even if some novel products from industrial upgrades are introduced later, they can limit the range of skeptics to a relatively small scope, while most people can maintain a subconscious ideal state such as "this person can do it", "the things this person made are trustworthy". For his plan, this effective auxiliary force is undoubtedly an essential item that should be started as soon as possible.
Emotion simulation AI is loaded with a large amount of social programs and related reference materials, but considering the cultural gap and the current level of life and communication range, practicality has dropped to a certain degree, and it is still necessary to enhance practical exchanges and other means to discover areas that need to be improved and perfected. At this time when he seems to sigh unconsciously, Li Lin is also capturing the subtle reactions of Alberish as reference examples, as it appears, this kind of adjustment still needs to be adapted.
"From the sociological perspective, this can also be categorized as a form of growth."
Without any ripples, a self-assessment is lost in the sea of thoughts, and Li Lin's expression returns to a delicate puppet mode.
"Sir, it's done."
The reverent, humble, admiring and suppressed excitement trembled on the tip of Alberish's tongue. His voice, like a smooth brick, lodged itself into the node of Li Lin's thoughts. His gaze shifted from the nearly disintegrating parchment manuscript to the dry, creaky skin and solid palms.
In the slightly trembling palm was a shiny white ring. Graceful white vines intertwined into a circle at the top of which was a blooming rose. The reflected light from the ruby inlaid in the flower center dyed the petals a rosy hue, as if it was a real flower conveying admiration.
Such a stunning ring is not an isolated object of self-admiration, but an identical pair.
"Nice craftsmanship."
"Compared to the things you've given me, it's merely a trifle."
In response to the hollow flattery offered to the youth who was casually comparing the rings, there was no discord in the dwarf's tone; a completely natural, honest admission.
"But you're the one who made it."
The invisible light radiated from his pupils was checking the difference between the two rings, he was able to deduce the error margin was between 0.001~0.003mm without the help of metalworking tools. This met the precision requirement he'd proposed, and he looked slightly pleased.
The dwarf, Nide, shook his head firmly, his weaknesses of greed, lust, and cowardice apparent in his firm denial, nevertheless, he staunchly asserted his craftsman's self-esteem:
"I just replicated your concept. Without those directional opinions, I wouldn't be able to make something like this. It is indeed difficult to create ideas through accumulated experience. However, outstanding ideas are always few and far between."
"Well said, Alberish. This is very persuasive, even your compliments come across as extremely self-assured."
The corners of his mouth curled into a slight grin, and the dwarf was being assessed with something like admiration.
As Alberish's compliment suggested, Li Lin's guidance played a critical role in completing this pair of rings. From the smelting of platinum, drawing board design scheme, ring configuration, use of vernier calipers and other measuring tools, all this came from Li Lin. Even Alberish, a veteran craftsman, could not challenge or propose any modifications in the face of this transcendent knowledge - there was no room for it.
The knowledge disclosed to this extent has not yet formed a real >. The use of this pair of rings is not just to please a tight-fisted customer, it is indeed monotonous, but it does have its implications for realizing the ultimate goal.
"Although it's somewhat trivial, it's indeed a good start."
Mimicking Li Lin's movements in raising his tea cup, Alberish's face had a sycophantic smile on it, as if the cup was not filled with cheap tea but expensive wine, producing a vibe akin to that of an alcoholic drink.
The rust-red tea was about to touch his lips when a jarring sound of the door hinge screeched through. The subsequent air was filled with an oppressive breath, leaving only a little good atmosphere in the room, which was blown away by Nidhogg's sulky, childish face.
"Has something good happened?"
The tea flavor soaked his tongue and reached the stomach. The slightly bitter taste of the honey-free tea made its spirit quickly align with the air that had changed its flavor.
Nidhogg's pouting face was as cute as a doll. He drew a deep breath and expelled all the bitter resentment from his lungs in one go. His almost flaming face finally cooled a bit.
"I saw some … um, very unpleasant things. Specifically —— serfs. Sir."
Alberish, who was cleaning the tea that had accidentally splashed on his clothes, looked confused. Li Lin's smile, indistinguishable in content, was starting to turn a bit prickly as he shifted his gaze from the tea in the cup and the rising steam to Nidhogg.
"That's part of common knowledge, I also have a certain understanding of it. But...honestly, seeing that kind of scene, I felt it was beyond my understanding. I've heard some rumors, but today was the first time that I saw it firsthand, and it was a very unpleasant first time."