The giant ship slowly passed through the boundless sea shrouded in thick fog.
The mist-filled space seems to stretch out time, making every second seem long and heavy.
The hull of the ship is covered with thick iron armor, reflecting a faint light. It allows people to slightly see the traces of time and the arduous journey. The water droplets dripping on the portholes remain the condensation of thick fog, which obscures the outside scenery.
Only the vast sea and blurred skyline can be vaguely seen.
Su Wen leaned against the railing of the giant ocean-going ship with a graceful movement, and the silent sea mist blew past his face, bringing a chill.
But he felt like he was almost getting used to this feeling.
It was as if he was used to the cool breeze blowing from the high school rooftop.
Huge waves hit the hull like mountains, making a deep roar, intertwined with the thick fog to create a mysterious and dangerous picture.
But it doesn’t matter.
The distance is no longer far away.
Su Wen raised the wine glass in his hand and clinked it with Nelson.
then.
He asked calmly:
"Nelson, could you please tell me the purpose of the Forester Sect coming here?"
I heard the topic he asked casually.
Nelson understood this instantly when he looked at the sailors around him who were preparing to dock.
This slightly thin Caucasian photographer smiled, pushed up his round glasses, and gave a completely confusing answer:
"In order to find the news about the World Tree.
It is said that the World Tree is in the center of the Great Nebula of the Milky Way, and only a certain door on the Lost Sea route can lead there.
Both the forest guards and the Druids on the Celtic side knew this news.
And these two days of auctions.
There will be similar clues released in the form of a grand finale auction."
"World Tree?"
Su Wen smiled and clinked glasses with him,
"If we can really find it.
Maybe it's not just you.
Even countries like Norway and Sweden in Scandinavia will probably no longer keep a low profile.
It is very likely that they will use the Lost Sea route in England or France to get there."
Within these two days.
Su Wen has gradually figured out the identity of a small number of 'cultists' on the Wiltings.
so.
This news.
Maybe you can catch some unexpected surprises.
Nelson looked at the port getting closer and closer, raised the camera in his hand and turned on the camera mode, and said to Su Wen:
“The super foggy sea trade port ‘Starfall Transport’.
It mainly focuses on metal trading, sales of current industrial products, and auctions of rare items from various islands.
In order to maintain the progress of vein mining work.
Cleveland will also transport some faro ore here to exchange for some other rare items that are not available in the world."
that's all.
The huge steampunk wonder that looks like the Victorian era spans the boundless sea.
The huge and exquisitely carved pier is embedded in an isolated island far away from the land. It is a busy machine behemoth that breathes out a thick smell of soot and steam every day.
The giant crane stretches its arms like iron bones.
Swinging back and forth under the gray sky, carrying heavy cargo and conveying the lifeblood of the city.
Huge steamships are parked in the harbor waters, and sailboats, submarines and hovercrafts shuttle among them, forming a strange and spectacular picture.
With the cooperation of the sailors, the Wiltings slowly swung its huge figure towards the shore.
The sailors shouted to each other in very Texas-style English.
Bang, bang, bang, bang.
The steam overtime thumped the metal port as it retracted.
Large mechanical devices and complex conveying systems allow the goods to be unloaded smoothly from the ship, and flexible steam cranes act like conductors, transporting them to the nearby warehouse in an orderly manner.
Nelson also put on his windbreaker and looked at him tacitly before leaving.
When Su Wen returned to the room, the iceberg girl had already placed the packed luggage beside the bed.
She said slightly happily:
"This trip can finally be a little more relaxed, and I no longer have to deal with the annoying Kuroshio crisis.
I want to go to the used bookstore recommended by Famir.
I heard there are traveler’s notes there that can’t be purchased in the real world.”
Hear him say that.
Su Wen also gently rubbed her long hair:
"I'm sorry for getting you involved in these things. Just enjoy the trip this time."
He did not ignore Ireland's warning before docking.
But the two do not conflict.
The two of them gradually walked out of the moored Wiltings along the flow of people.
In Su Wen's eyes, the iceberg girl in front of him stepped off the ship in the steampunk port, her steps were light and elegant.
She wore a Victorian lady's dress, and the exquisite details showed the style of the era.
Her shoulder-length straight hair is decorated with an elaborate hat, the brim of which is dotted with feathers and ribbons, softly reflecting her beautiful face.
Her tight-fitting dress was made of high-quality material, hugging her slender waist tightly and swaying gently with her steps.
Retro lace is inlaid on the collar and cuffs, adding a sense of romance and elegance.
certainly.
Su Wen is not stingy with his praise.
Although most of the time, he mainly makes jokes with humor:
"have to say.
I seemed to see an aristocratic lady walking out of the novel of Charles Dickens' "A Tale of Two Cities."
Hear him say that.
The girl showed a faint smile.
She turned around and looked at him coquettishly and asked:
"Then does a certain gentleman think that the steam industry era is more romantic from Europe than the current world?"
"This is the best of times, this is the worst of times, this is the age of wisdom, this is the age of foolishness; People have nothing, people have everything."
(It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness; people had nothing, people had everything)
Su Wen smiled gently and answered in the words of Dickens,
"Whether it's the real world.
Or the key point of the United Nations Astronomical Society’s Star Orbit Project, the ‘Lost Sea’.
My lady.
That would be my answer."
At this time, Famil at the port waved to them.
The short scholar girl is holding an exquisite suitcase, the exterior is covered with textures and metal parts, echoing the steampunk style.
The surface of the suitcase is engraved with worn patterns and rusty gears, revealing the vicissitudes of time and the weight of history. The worn suitcase exudes a hint of travel, which is in line with the overall atmosphere of the Wiltings.
Su Wen and Jiang Menghan did not choose to stay either.
They are going to visit a respected scholar with Famir.
As a girl with half the blood of the Drifters, or in other words, pure Roman blood from the 16th century.
She knows many castaways here.
Most of them are her elders.
As one of the few rich and prosperous free cities in the Lost Sea, it takes steam civilization to its extreme.
The number of residents in the port city of Fog Sea Starfall is probably far greater than that of a mining area like the Jupiter Islands, which may be related to the gold rush of the United States Commonwealth in the 1980s.
now.
The roof of this huge steampunk port is filled with the smell of soot and engine oil, and tiny metal particles are falling from the dense fog-shrouded sky, spreading a mysterious and heart-pounding atmosphere.
The harbor was filled with the roar of machines and the whistles of ships.
Various characters come and go, showing the prosperity and vitality of the port city-state.
The sound of giant gears turning pushes time into the future, where steampunk technology and retro are perfectly blended.
Jiang Menghan saw huge cranes and transport vehicles through the fog.
They carry goods in and out of the port continuously, creating a busy scene of this large foggy sea trading port.
These steampunk images written by Bruce Sterling truly appeared in front of them.
It seems as if an entire era is gradually unfolding like an oil painting.