In the process of continuous expansion and development for more than two thousand years, the Twilight City has become a weird and deformed behemoth.
Its predecessor was originally several city-states in the hinterland of the Midgard continent. In that era, the scale of a city-state was quite limited. Even if several city-states and their respective territories were connected together, it was only equivalent to the size of the earth today.
The size of a giant city, a twilight barrier is enough to completely cover it all. After the barrier is raised, the survivors on this land can only build their homes under this canopy. The land area is limited
, so they can only let their cities develop toward the sky.
They first connected several city-states together and developed every inch of wasteland between the city-states as much as possible. After filling up the land, they built cities layer by layer, using some kind of magic that had long been lost on earth.
, it may be the technology left behind by Warner God that made this construction method possible.
The resources collected from the dark wilderness were continuously transformed into steel and adhesive, filling every inch of space under the twilight barrier bit by bit over two thousand years, and eventually formed the strange cone shape of the city.
Structure. To this day, the uptown area of the city can almost touch the energy shield that emits light yellow light. Standing on the highest platform in the uptown area, you will feel that the twilight barrier is within your reach.
In fact, if you have enough arm strength and throw a pebble into the sky, you can see ripples on the barrier.
This city has no room for further development.
And deep in this abnormally stacked lair, the ancient steam turbine and pressure pipe system are still running slowly, like the aging internal organs of an ultimate behemoth, things that have been hundreds or even nearly a thousand years old every time.
A single rotation will cause the twilight city to groan in pain, and sometimes even the entire upper city will tremble, but the residents of the city are accustomed to this ominous sign.
The steam locomotive stopped slowly at the station in Shangcheng District. After leaving the carriage, Hao Ren immediately felt much better: the steam locomotive used to transport workers and ore was definitely not comfortable. In fact, in order to operate in the dark wilderness, the steam locomotive
The steel monster considers sturdiness and safety more than humanity. The completely sealed compartment is not only stuffy, but also filled with the pungent smell of engine oil. Staying there for a long time is simply a torture.
Although the air quality outside the car is just that.
Their location was close to the highest point in the city, but standing here, Hao Ren couldn't feel the slightest bit of relaxation and joy. The low twilight barrier above would only make him feel more depressed. He looked at Wendel beside him: "
Where shall we go next?”
"The Lightseeker's headquarters is in the Lower City, near the Temple of the Iron Throne. We have to go down the big shaft, but the big shaft is controlled by the Steam Council," Wendell explained patiently. "The shaft elevator runs every hour. Ordinary citizens can
It works, but you are a problem: you have no legal status. So the most likely situation is that we must first accept the Steam Council's request..."
Lily suddenly interrupted the old man: "Are those the Steam Council you are talking about?"
A group of personnel wearing uniforms boarded the locomotive platform. They looked energetic and proud. Their tight-fitting black and blue uniforms were decorated with silver trimmings, and there were signs composed of gears and valves hanging on their chests. Except for the leader,
In addition, these people were holding a metal stick in their hands. The stick should be used for law enforcement, but it looked like some kind of elongated and deformed machine control lever.
After this group of people boarded the platform, they walked directly this way. Wendell's face suddenly darkened after seeing them.
"It's them, the Sheriffs of the Steam Council," the old man's voice was a little suppressed, "and they are the ones I least want to see..."
Hao Ren glanced at the old man strangely, thinking that the conflict between the Steam Council and the Lightseekers seemed more serious than imagined.
At this time, the "sheriffs" had already arrived in front of everyone. Standing at the front of the team was a middle-aged man with short black hair and a serious face. He ignored Hao Ren and his entourage and just nodded to Wendel with a hint of laughter in his voice.
With a certain deliberate indifference and alienation: "Mr. Wendell, I'm glad to see you return safely from the darkness."
Wendell said with a bitter face: "Yes, no matter whether you are happy or not, I am back."
"I didn't see other light seekers, so can we assume that the result of this light search journey is still the same?" the serious middle-aged man said with sharp eyes, "You are the only one who came back alive, and the last light search operation was meaningless.
It was a total failure out there.”
When Wendell heard this sentence, his attitude suddenly changed. He straightened his neck and said loudly: "No! This time is different! I found them!"
The middle-aged man seemed a little surprised by Wendell's sudden tough attitude. He glanced at Hao Ren curiously: "These people?"
He received the news that Wendell returned to the Twilight City and took a motorcycle to the uptown area, but the news came from the mine dispatching bureau in the outer edge area, and the brief report did not mention "outsiders"
Condition.
"They come from outside the Twilight City!" Wendell said loudly, his eyes finally glowed again at this time, which is the brilliance that comes when a lifelong pursuit finally comes to fruition, "They come from
Asgard, look at them, they are healthy and strong, the entire Asgard is not polluted, there is no need for twilight barrier at all, the entire country is healthy!"
The security officers of the Steam Council immediately looked at each other, and some slight commotion spread among them. The middle-aged man at the head was also stunned for a moment, but his eyes quickly became cold.
"What nonsense!"
He stared at Wendell and said.
"You..." Wendel suddenly became angry, but before he could say anything more, the middle-aged man in front of him waved his hand vigorously: "I don't know where you found these people, but to create this kind of scam
It is shaking the foundation of the entire Twilight City! You finally went completely crazy and took them away!"
The sheriffs hesitated for a moment, then the middle-aged man immediately glared: "Why are you still standing there?"
At this time, a hand suddenly put on his shoulder. Hao Ren looked at the superior police officer with a half-smile: "I mean, my dear friend, any normal person should know that without investigation, you have no right to speak. What do you think?"
Is the basis of what others say true or false based on your mood?"
The middle-aged man had no idea how Hao Ren suddenly and silently came over from a few meters away and put his hand on his shoulder. He was startled, and when he raised his eyes, he discovered the strangers who claimed to be from Asgard.
At this moment, everyone was standing around him, forming a siege, but his sheriff's men were still standing there in a daze, with stiff expressions as if they were frozen.
The shadows under each of their feet were stretched very long, and the elongated and deformed shadows pointed in the direction of the little devil Elizabeth. In Elizabeth's innocent big eyes, two clusters of thin green flames flashed away.
"What are you going to do..."
"We heard that the Steam Council is the manager of the Twilight City," Hao Ren crossed his arms, "You manage this city, maintain this city, and allow the city to develop smoothly for two thousand years under such difficult circumstances. To be honest, just now
I had some admiration for you at first, but you... are a bit of a loser."
"Spellcaster?" The middle-aged man had a gloomy face, but he still didn't panic much in this controlled situation. He just glared at Wendell, "Is this the assistant you hired to help with the acting? You are not afraid of attracting wizards.
Guards?"
"I have no intention of changing your misunderstanding and prejudice against me," Wendell smiled helplessly, "but you shouldn't let this prejudice completely blind your mind. Are you not willing to believe outside the barrier at all..."
"There is only darkness outside the barrier! It is as dark as your heart!" The middle-aged man frowned and glared at the old man, "I knew this when you first abandoned your wife and son!"
Hao Ren was originally thinking about how to provide some humanistic care to this seemingly incompetent parliamentary official, but he was stunned at this moment: It sounds like... there is something inside?
Not only Hao Ren, but the whole group of Vivian Lily March 8 May Yitzhaks next to them also became very excited in an instant. A large group of guys who had nothing to do and were waiting for gossip all turned their heads in an instant, with their eyes shining golden.
…
If Vivian Lily and May are easy to understand, after all, the three of them just watch family dramas on TV when they have nothing to do, they will naturally become enthusiastic when they hear about this matter, but it is not easy for Yzaks to explain: Dare to love
Does a generation of devils still have this hobby of finding out the inside story of other people's divorces?
The expression on Wendell's face changed from gloomy to bright, and finally turned into a sigh: "This is my son, Hope." (~^~)