The Fourth Swordsman of the Kingdom of Heaven and Wende Tingmente III briefly shook hands and then quickly let go, and the atmosphere condensed in a moment of pause.

Xia Xiu looked at the third generation without concealing his curiosity and scrutiny. He said bluntly:

"Ever since I learned about your existence, I've been curious. Do you toymakers...really only exist to create miracles?

Or - you are the factory's mortal enemy and a tool to resist it?"

Dr. Wendettinment III had already anticipated this problem and had already prepared it in his mind.

The clown doll on his shoulder seemed to be aroused with excitement, and let out a burst of piercing laughter. Its arms swung comically in the air, and its eyes rolled around, as if in response to this thought-provoking question.

Dr. Wendett III slowly raised his hand and patted the doll's head gently, signaling it to quiet down.

His voice was low and steady, with an elusive meaning:

“Our founder, Wendettinment I, was indeed forced to work in the factory in his early days.

This period of history made him personally feel the cruelty and exploitation of the factory, and also deeply aroused his hatred for the factory.

It was this hatred that prompted him to finally break away from the factory and establish his own brand to fight against the indifferent culture of industrial exploitation."

The Third paused for a moment, thought about his next wording, and then continued:

"However, the intergenerational relationship between Dr. Wendettinment is complicated.

Each generation of Doctors revolves around a common core philosophy: 'bringing joy and wonder to the world through toys and wonder'.

But at the same time, each generation of doctors also has its own style, philosophy and stance.

They can choose to inherit some of the concepts of the previous generation, while adding new elements and creative directions according to their own personality and the needs of the times."

There was a hint of emotion in his voice unconsciously:

"Wendettinment I was a pure idealist.

He is full of enthusiasm for creation, but has a deep disgust for the exploitative culture of the factory.

His works are classic and traditional, full of the spirit of craftsmanship and the style of mechanical wonder.

Relying on these works, he created his own miracle - a foldable 'pocket castle' in a way that is close to genius.

It was through this creation that he successfully ascended to the realm of miraclers.”

Xia Xiu listened quietly, and the silver cane in his hand tapped the ground gently, making a low sound.

He did not respond immediately, but raised his finger and gently rubbed his chin, his eyes lowered slightly, as if he was thinking carefully about the details of these words.

He got some important clues and details from the few words of the third generation just now.

After a moment, he raised his head, his eyes as sharp as a razor, and his tone with a touch of certainty:

"I was a defector from the factory, and the projection of the factory existed in both Oletin and Daeva.

It is precisely because of its factories that the Oletin Empire was able to develop mobile cities with integrated genealogy, resist natural disasters, and resettle refugees; while Daeva does not have a similar development history...pocket castle..."

Xia Xiu paused and directly expressed his guess or...conclusion.

"When I defected from the factory, the technology stolen was probably the integrated lineage technology and design blueprint that originally belonged to Daeva."

Dr. Wen Detingmente III looked at Xia Xiu, his eyes flashed with unconcealable shock for a moment, his mouth opened slightly, but he quickly calmed down his expression and showed his calm smile again, but the shock in his eyes was not the same.

Not completely dispersed.

The clown doll on the shoulder twisted restlessly and let out a high-pitched laugh, applauding Xia Xiu's accurate judgment.

"You're right, you're right, you're right!"

Wendettinment III raised his hand and gently pressed the top of the doll's head, as if he wanted to hide something, but his movements could not conceal the fluctuations in his heart.

"Your Excellency's insight...is really awesome."

Wendetingmente III said in a low voice, with a bit of self-deprecation in his tone.

"With just a few words, we can piece together a conjecture that is so close to the truth."

Xia Xiu said with a slight smile: "It seems that my speculation is not too far off. The pocket castle...may not only be a miracle that belongs to a lifetime, but also an unfulfilled ambition of some people."

Wendetingmente III nodded slightly, stretched out his hand to adjust his hat, and continued following the topic:

"I was indeed hunted and persecuted by the Daevite Empire for a long time because of his creation, the 'Pocket Castle'.

During a certain siege, he was dragged into Arakada, the capital of Daeva's ascension.

There, he saw the Hanged King, the ambassador of Alakada, and the four masked lords.

He also saw a group of drunken revelers, and the entire city-state was shrouded in a never-ending party atmosphere, like an eternal nightmare."

Xia Xiu frowned slightly, a searching light flashed in his golden eyes.

He gently rubbed his chin with his fingers, with a hint of curiosity in his tone:

"Then what?

What is his fate?"

Wendetingmente III raised his eyebrows slightly and continued:

"In order to avoid being corrupted by the Hanged King's divinity, he had no choice.

In the end, he completely deviated himself in a radical way.

He is no longer an ordinary human being, but has transformed into the will of a dream castle, becoming the foundation of the Wende Tinment brand.

He embeds his presence into the brand, ensuring its eternity.

It can be said that he is not only the founder of the brand, but also a part of the brand itself."

The third generation's voice paused slightly, seeming to let Xia Xiu digest this bizarre history.

"And his successor - Bonaventure II.

Unlike the first generation, the second generation does not have the same extreme hatred for the factory's technology.

Instead, II focuses more on transforming wonder and creation into entertainment products for the masses."

The third generation continued:

"The second expansion of the brand's influence, he introduced production lines and standardized manufacturing, expanding the brand's handmade wonders into entertainment products suitable for more people to experience.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! He not only makes interactive toys, but also creates products suitable for multi-person participation, a brand for the public, and a creative workshop.

This large-scale brand improvement has allowed Wendett to grow from an individual, customized toy manufacturer to an entertainment brand with global potential."

Wen Deting Mente III said with a hint of pride:

"It is precisely because of these achievements that the second generation successfully inherited and digested the miracle of Dr. Wendettinment, which became the second milestone in the development of the brand.

He created a new direction, making Dr. Wende Tinment not only synonymous with miracles, but also a source of happiness and fantasy for countless people."

Xia Xiu listened quietly, his golden eyes reflecting a deep light. He nodded slightly and his voice was low and steady:

"From the first to the second life, Wendetingmente seems to have always maintained its miraculous core - 'the everlasting dream in change' - amidst changes."

He turned his eyes and stared at the third generation, with a hint of inquiry in his tone:

"What about you? What is your direction?

As the current Dr. Wende Tinment, what kind of miracles will you aim for?"

Wendetingmente III bowed slightly, looking humble yet elegant.

He raised his head and looked at Xia Xiu firmly, with a hint of ambition in his calm tone:

"This is the purpose of my visit, Your Excellency."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and held the vivid clown doll on his shoulder in his palm.

The doll seemed to sense the change in the atmosphere, stopped its previous antics, and stood there quietly, its eyes moving, exuding a strange sense of gaze.

The third generation slowly handed the doll to Xia Xiu, his voice was low but clear:

"I will inherit the miracle of Wendetingmente on the basis of my second generation and carry it forward.

I want to transform it from a creative workshop into a truly global brand."

Xia Xiu's eyes fell on the doll. There was no emotion in those golden eyes, as if he was just quietly observing an ordinary handicraft.

However, his silence made the whole atmosphere even more tense.

Wendetingmente III was unwavering and his tone became more firm:

"I want to create a collection-specific collection of Wende Tingmente - 'Little Mr.'."

As soon as this sentence was spoken, the clown doll suddenly raised its hand and made a weird salute, and then let out a burst of light and weird laughter.

Its bell swayed slightly with the movement and made a subtle sound, adding an eerie atmosphere to the conversation.

Xia Xiu still remained calm. He raised his head slightly, with an unfathomable meaning in his tone:

"Little Mister? A holistic brand...sounds like an interesting miracle claim.

But what I’m more curious about is, how are you going to make it beyond a miniature castle in one life, or an interactive toy in two?”

The smile on Wendettinment III's face did not disappear. He slowly put the clown doll on his shoulder back to its original position and patted its head gently with his hand.
To be continued...