Of course ordinary repairs are possible, but Mini itself is not ordinary!
Once she shrinks her body and returns to the music box, without even entering the space gap, the half-mask that was put on her will fall out out of place.
Whether it is an [abnormality] or now a harmless [extraordinary object], Mini is a mysterious existence from the beginning to the end.
Even though it is extremely easy to join the Cult of Mechanicus, even those who repair bicycles on the roadside can be the most junior disciples of the Cult of Mechanicus. If you go up further, those who can modify the parts yourself and build a car almost with your bare hands are the intermediate ones.
artisan.
Then, the reason why the Cult of Mechanicus has the word "god" is that starting from high-level craftsmen, they can create extraordinary mechanical equipment.
This is also the difference between the orthodox lawful camp sect and the Mechanicus. For example, the Illuminati sect tends to build revolvers that can fire holy light bullets, but for the same revolver, the Mechanicus does not mind using demon bullets.
The more advanced craftsmen are, the crazier they are in studying machinery, and they often don’t mind using any materials. Therefore, the Mechanicus is an absolutely neutral sect in name, but in fact it has three types: chaotic neutrality, absolute neutrality, and lawful neutrality.
There are craftsmen in each camp.
If it is the turn to repair high-level extraordinary items, then at least a great craftsman above the senior craftsman needs to start.
By the way, this is often a Sequence 6 transcendent.
But Mark boasted so much that he would help Minnie repair her body.
Although he is not a 'strict person', he does not keep his words and neglects his own extraordinary existence. This is the seed of disaster!
Mark scratched his head: This... I'd better go find that 'Wang Dachui' last night!
Sometimes Mark feels that fate is like a circle. Once you are tainted by the cause, it will definitely give you a fruit.
As for whether you eat the good fruit or not, it really all depends on your own decision.
Now that nothing is going on, Mark doesn't feel like using the Destiny Dice at all. No matter how easy it is to use this thing every time, it basically won't trick him. But if it doesn't trick him openly, what about behind the scenes?
He sat on the train for an unknown amount of time and nothing happened. As soon as he sat on the train, he encountered two major cults, and he got involved in one of them and had to deal with it.
"However, since the Mishuer family is a local snake, their defense should be pretty good, right? If his family is so easy to be breached, then the two cults won't have to intercept Thiago halfway. So, let's go and take a look?"
The place was really easy to find. As soon as I left the city, I saw the majestic mansion standing on the hill beside the city.
It is said to be a mansion, but it feels a bit like a castle.
It has a relatively square rectangular appearance with flawless white jade. It originally looked a bit monotonous, but it is equipped with long and narrow rectangular windows that are difficult for people to get through, as well as golden spiers made of brass on them.
Looking at it from a distance, it looks like a bunker on a castle.
Walking up the slope where birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, I don't even see many traces of industry, not even many wheel marks.
After taking a taxi and arriving at the platform in the middle of the mountain, Mark's imagined scene of people coming and going did not appear. Instead, he saw large tracts of weeds.
The uncle driver rubbed his head: "Mr. Mishuer is a weirdo. Although he occasionally helps the city with some things, such as helping to design flood embankments and so on, most of the time he doesn't want to be disturbed. If you force your way into him,
His house will be killed by the mechanical guards. Many big shots will not dare to come to him after they have suffered a humiliation."
Mark nodded and said nothing.
Every orthodox church has areas where outsiders are prohibited from entering. The core area of the Mechanicum's Great Craftsman is not allowed to outsiders, so that's normal.
"I shouldn't hit a wall...right?" He didn't know who in the Mishuer family he saved last night. After meeting the great craftsman, how much weight did his words have? He could only mutter in his heart and walked up
The last stone steps.
The gate of the mansion is quite impressive, and in terms of size, it is comparable to the former walled city.
The arch, which is four people tall and can accommodate a truck, is made of brass. On the door leaf, there are two huge minotaur reliefs that are quite domineering.
Mark pulled the movable nose ring on the cow's nose sculpture, and as soon as he knocked, he found that the door, which should be very heavy, opened to both sides very smoothly, revealing the dazzling front hall.
"Well, I'm sorry to bother you..."
No one responded to him.
The front hall is like a large museum. The red carpet that first catches the eye seems to tell visitors that the owner is not indifferent.
Although the glass showcases on both sides display some kind of robot-like parts, anything paired with a booth made of red velvet, gorgeous high-spot lights, and affixed with a sign and the signature of the master will immediately become high-end.
Upgrade.
Maybe this is the masterpiece of the great craftsman of the Mechanicum, but when Mark saw those metal parts covered with springs and linkage bearings, he really didn't know how to appreciate them.
The walls are covered with wallpaper with circular patterns. If you look closely, you will find that they are large gears with small bumps.
A standard straight-shaped wall lamp with a strong industrial style, but it emits soft yellow light.
In the middle of the hall, there is something similar to a gramophone.
As soon as Mark entered the hall, on the table in the middle of the hall, a phonograph with a morning glory shape was immediately triggered by some mysterious force. Mr. Thiago Mishull's cold and slightly proud voice came from inside:
"A lot of people show up uninvited! There are as many reasons as bubbles in bad motor oil."
"If you are my friend, please prove it!"
"If you want to be my so-called friend, pull the wrench!"
"But among those who dare to break into my workshop, there are very few who can find their way home..."
After Mark heard this, he was really a little worried.
These days, there are as many people looking at the craftsmanship of the great craftsmen of the Mechanicus as there are stars in the sky, but it seems that the Mechanicus has really been destroyed?
After thinking for a while, Mark said loudly: "Last night, I saved you members of the Mishuer family."
"..."
"..."
"..."
There was silence all around, with no existence responding to Mark's words.
This made Mark a little embarrassed. It seemed that...the equipment left behind by the great craftsmen of the cult did not necessarily have AI or be intelligent enough.
Next to the gramophone, there is an exquisite typewriter.
Modern Chinese young people often only see this kind of thing in movies or museums. Unlike lightweight computer keyboards, this old-fashioned typewriter requires a lot of effort to press just any letter.
Well, it's still Wright letters.
Presumably this means entering some secret code or password for the Adeptus Mechanicus?
Mark is in trouble.
Without some proof, he is just the uninvited and evil guest.
After thinking for a while, Mark took out another piece of evidence - he had previously played the role of a mysterious man and used Dionysus' rubbings to change them into extraordinary objects, a silver-level gratitude scroll that he had exchanged from a nobleman.
When he put the spirit-shaped Thanksgiving roll on the tray next to the typewriter, the tray sank as the mechanical gears rotated...
After a while, unexpectedly, the old man came again.
Thiago's hoarse and inflected voice suddenly came from the gramophone. It was obvious that the great craftsman was angry:
"Liars! You big liars! You actually used such poor excuses to deceive me again!?"
At the same time, the entire hall shook violently.
For a moment, Mark's mind went blank. His first reaction was that the damn male aristocrat had lied to him! This was a fake gratitude roll!
When I thought about it again, I thought it was impossible!
How can a nobleman who has no supernatural power and is obviously an ordinary person have the ability to hide from the dice of fate?
Behind the heavy brass door, a terrifying thousand-pound gate slammed down, making a loud clang.
Not only was the escape route cut off instantly, but the surrounding scene also became terrifying.
With the intensive and harsh sound of the winch, the sound of gears resounded in all directions, and the floors, walls, and ceilings that could be seen were cracked together.
The counter containing the exhibits was rising, the floor dropped sharply, and the seemingly empty wall cracked open, revealing mechanical arms equipped with high-speed rotating circular saw blades.
Mark never expected that he would be able to see such a dazzling, purely mechanically driven deformation mansion when he traveled to another world.
For a moment, he almost suspected that he had not traveled to a mysterious world, but to the belly of the Transformers.
If he were not the one in the game, he would be in the mood to appreciate this great mechanical performance, but the current situation prevented him from hesitating.
The floor was sinking rapidly, and the two weapon spirits on his body exclaimed at the same time.
【mark?】
【elder brother?】
"Fly me to the top of the showcase!"
The mechanical deformation of the hall cannot be said to be unpleasant. The display cabinets with high lights took only three seconds at most before they were lifted up by the mechanism and sent to the ceiling.
The uninvited guest who reacted poorly would surely have fallen under the falling floor immediately.
Miss Doll's soul thread lightly wrapped around the light stand of the high lamp above the showcase, allowing Mark to fly lightly to the top of the showcase.
It is a very delicate mechanical structure. The rectangular space on the ceiling just allows the display cabinet to pass through. The error is like playing a puzzle.
What made Mark's scalp even more numb was that while others were following the showcase up, he heard the sound of mechanical-like metal footsteps coming from underneath the showcase.
That was the sound of mechanical feet stepping on the carpet!
So, the robot responsible for ambushing visitors has been hidden right under the display cabinet from the beginning?
It seemed safe at this time, but there was the sound of messy footsteps under the display cabinet. It was probably the ambushers who couldn't find the enemy and were running around.
Miss Bison whispered: "How do you know it's safe here?"
Mark smiled lightly: "Since this is a showcase, it must be what Thiago values most. If you directly destroy the glass, it will probably trigger another alarm, but now..."
Mark looked around and found that it was a mezzanine space with a ceiling filled with mechanical cranes, cables and other gadgets.
Just when the mansion continued to transform, Mark caught a glimpse of light: "Go over there!"
Miss Doll followed the instructions and pulled Mark over.
Taking advantage of the last chance before a trap deck closed, Mark slipped in like lightning.
As soon as he entered, he was a little dumbfounded.