Chapter 1120 The reverberation of the age of mythology
Hao Ren was very curious about the social structure in this twilight city.≯
After working as a prosecutor for three years, Hao Ren still developed a certain level of professionalism, even though his qualifications were nothing compared to those of veteran prosecutors like Galadriel and Anthony.
The change is that he is now fully curious about various forms of civilization and world view, and can observe them from a more objective and professional perspective instead of just watching the excitement. He is curious about how to maintain the city of twilight.
Order, curious about the Steam Council's ability to control the city, curious about the relationship between the Steam Council and the Lightseeker organization, and even more curious about how a city that has been operating in a completely closed state for two thousand years and is still developing will behave.
attitude to face a group of foreigners coming from outside the barrier.
When a society with all its internal organs is confined to a city (even though this city is extremely huge) for two thousand years, and has been fighting against the deadly external environment for many years, many things can no longer be inferred by common sense.
Wendell and Boken had a heated conversation, exchanging information about the light-seeking trip and recent changes in the city. Finally, Boken arranged a train for everyone that could go directly to the uptown area.
"There is a locomotive that will leave in a moment," Boken said while quickly writing a note. "An honest and reliable old driver will take you uptown. I can't get away now, but
Wendell, you should have a way."
He sealed the written note into a delicate little cylinder and stuffed it into a copper pipe next to his desk. There were more than a dozen such copper pipes arranged neatly next to his desk. There was a slight sound of airflow.
, the cylinder was sent to a far place along the pipe, and Boken picked up a long-handled microphone with wiring and inserted the plug into the corresponding socket next to the copper pipe: "Kostov, receive an emergency
通行证,在出之前把它加到你的计划表里.”
一刻钟后,郝仁一行便乘上了前往上城区的蒸汽机车.
As special guests arranged (or plugged in) by the administrator Boken personally, they certainly did not have to be crowded together with the ore in the carriage. The group of people were arranged in a clean compartment at the front of the vehicle. This compartment was located behind the cab. Originally,
It is a rest area prepared for drivers and apprentices, but the locomotive will only operate at full capacity when it is traveling in the dark wilderness. When returning to the uptown area, the controller only needs less than half of the crew, so this rest area is vacant.
In view of the huge size of the motorcycle, the lounge seemed quite spacious, and Hao Ren and his party did not feel cramped at all even if they stayed inside. Lily happily lay on the window looking at the cityscape passing by outside, no matter what she saw
They all started shouting happily, and Elizabeth joined her, but the little devil's attention was obviously more focused on the motorcycle itself. The closest to these two living treasures was Nangong Wuyue, while the siren girl was much calmer.
, she was as gentle as water and said that she had no fluctuations in her heart and even wanted to spit bubbles...
I still have the dishwashing liquid in my stomach in May, but it hasn’t been digested yet.
Hao Ren left his seat, went to the gate at the end of the lounge and looked inside. Through a dirty glass window, he could see the situation in the cab opposite. He saw everywhere in the cab.
They are all complicated pipes, valves, pressure gauges and control wrenches. Two strong apprentices are adding fuel to the fuel hopper, while an old man with gray hair is busy between the wrenches and valves, carefully controlling the car.
The old man on the locomotive is what Borken calls "Kostov". It is said that he has been driving this locomotive for forty years, traveling countless times in the dark wilderness and the twilight city, and is still in good health: this
It was a remarkable achievement for the crew on the locomotive.
You know, although the drivers and apprentices do not have to work in the dark wilderness for a long time like the miners, the time they are exposed to the magic environment is only the period when the locomotive is running outside the barrier, and there are also very thick protective shells near the steam boiler.
Pipes inlaid with runes are protected, but after all, they are working under the cover of night. The all-pervasive magic radiation can always bypass the most stringent protection. Even the equipment of the light seekers may not be able to protect people completely, but
This Kostov has lived until now in good health. When his colleagues all entered the incinerator early and turned into steam power, he was still at this post, pulling the heavy wrenches and valves, and his body
Surprisingly tough.
"Did you see anything?" Vivian also came over. She glanced through the glass window and said something seemingly casually.
Hao Ren nodded slightly: "It doesn't look like he is a pure-blood human. I think he has very strong spiritual power."
"Weak werewolf bloodline. There were many werewolves in the Nordic region back then. Some werewolves and their human slaves gave birth to hybrid offspring. The arrogant aliens at that time did not recognize such hybrid offspring, so the hybrid offspring would be thrown into the human race.
This is probably the case for the 'illegitimate children' in mythology who are extremely powerful and brave but are always disliked by the gods. The bloodline of this mixed-race child is already quite thin. His ancestor may be a legendary hero in Nordic mythology.
Maybe it's Beowulf, or maybe someone else...but now he's just stronger, longer-lived, and more resistant to magic than ordinary humans."
"There is always a feeling that the mythical age is still going on."
"Yes, the age of mythology does continue on this land," Vivian whispered. "People on Earth have thrown myths into libraries, but people on this land are still telling stories from the past.
, but to be honest, I don’t want that era to continue in this form at all: it makes me feel very depressed.”
At this time, Dragon Queen Galadra also came over, but instead of talking about the city, she suddenly said a somewhat rambling sentence: "You have a good attitude towards work."
"Work attitude?" Hao Ren was stunned, "Why is this suddenly related to work attitude?"
"Some novice prosecutors always make impulsive mistakes, and power can make people forget their responsibilities." Galadra turned his head and looked at the scenery outside the car window, "Rampaging and reaching the target, so they often miss the target.
There are many things outside, and these things are often quite valuable. You don’t seem to be: you will be curious about everything on the journey, and you are willing to participate in the life of every civilization without affecting the ultimate goal.
, observing them and understanding them is extremely valuable. The examiner is an observer. People who observe and give feedback and go straight to the goal will not be able to see the scenery along the way, but your mentality is just right."
Hao Ren was embarrassed to ask the Dragon Queen to speak, and he was a little confused by the way: "Why is it so highly praised?"
"Of course, because this is exactly why the gods need us," the Dragon Queen smiled, "They ask us to help deal with things in the human world, just because we belong to the human world and can integrate into it."
Hao Ren said oh and looked thoughtful.
Galadra looked at him with a smile and did not continue to say anything. There were some truths that he wanted to understand more deeply than what he was told.
The steam locomotive roared, and the steel monster dragged a spectacular white column of air speeding over the Twilight City. Dense and weird buildings quickly passed under the locomotive and on both sides. The windows of some high-rise buildings were blocked by people.
Pushing aside, the curious children lay on the windowsill watching the passing locomotives. This was their happiest moment every day, and the adults of these children were not very willing to stop this somewhat dangerous move.
The steam locomotive, this rumbling noise monster, has extraordinary significance in the city. It symbolizes the operation of the city, the surging power of the big boiler, and the fresh blood still surging within the barrier. Every person born in the twilight
The citizens of the city are well aware of the sacred significance of the whistle. When the column of air gushes out of the boiler, they will be filled with a sense of pride and peace of mind. This psychological guidance is even a part of the education of young children.
You must learn to feel courage and pride from the sound of steam.
Because in this city with only a thin layer of barrier protection, there is nothing that can give people a sense of security.
"The city is divided into three parts," Wendell said as the steam locomotive crossed a huge mechanical bridge. "What we saw before belongs to the outer edge area, which is the area connected to the dark wilderness. Follow this ramp all the way up.
It's the upper city, where most of the craftsmen and the Steam Council live, and down here, you can look down and see the dark and gloomy depths of the city, which is the lower city, the oldest part of the Twilight City."
Following Wendel's instructions, Hao Ren lay on the car window and looked down. His sight passed through the steel beams and stacked roofs and saw the deepest part of the city. The Twilight City was like a volley of buildings.
A strange ant nest has grown up, with newer buildings suppressing older ones. Relying on some ingenious construction rules, this seemingly precarious structure has been steadily supported to this day. Between the gaps in the city is a deep darkness, almost
The city that existed hundreds or even thousands of years ago lay dormant quietly under that dark abyss, lacking change and brilliance, as if it had been forgotten by time.
But there is actually still life there, and a large number of people still live in Xiacheng District today. Part of the city's oldest cornerstone: the large steam furnace and pressure pipes are also buried in the abyss. The huge and rusty
The gears rumbled in the darkness, and the first-generation large boiler known as the "Heart of Shirter" was said to still be running. The people responsible for maintaining these equipment have lived among those gears and pipes for generations, and even
几代人都未曾离开过那些迷宫般的机械舱.
They are almost evolving into another species, a new species that lurks in the dark, relies on heat and oil to survive, and is symbiotic with pipes and steam valves. Some scholars even believe that these people who have maintained large boilers for generations have been in long-term contact with each other.
“蒸汽之灵”的过程中生了蜕变,快要变成一种被称作“德瓦尔”的生物了.
A sheet of steam emerged from the dark abyss of the city, blocking the view from above. Hao Ren looked back and saw the locomotive slowly approaching the platform in the upper city. (To be continued.) 8