The Second Acropolis of Constantinople is the farthest defensive facility from the Giant Mountain Station.
It seems inappropriate to describe it as a city. Two natural ecological reserves have been established here, with two ultra-ancient city walls as the main buildings. The two city walls stretch for more than 400 kilometers. Scholars from the Secret Library based on the
According to cuneiform textual research, this place once belonged to another ancient civilization - the Sumerian civilization.
These ancient city walls stand at the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean, an ocean under the ocean, an abyss under the abyss.
"It can be inferred from the biographies of ancient kings recorded in cuneiform writing and a series of heroic legends that these walls were used to fight against the crazy beasts infected with the brand of Vita."
"This is my hometown, War King."
Outside the car window are the endless broken mountains, with bridges connecting various settlements, and human civilization is blooming everywhere here.
Sitting in the car window is a young lady with brown skin and white hair. She has just closed Google Translate. She is wearing a rough linen robe. In the robe is a Morpho butterfly suit. The LOGO on the helmet represents Sumer.
Inanna, the mythical moon goddess, is depicted as a goddess riding a lion and holding a whip.
"The earliest tools in the world were stones and sticks, and then ropes. They turned into slingshots and arrows in human hands. Since then, we have climbed to the throne of the top predator."
This lady was sitting at the table opposite the King of War, looking out the window at the thousands of blade mountains and the densely packed suspension bridges between the blade mountains. Without these bridges, the people of Constantinople would not be able to leave their hometown.
No one can enter. There is more than 700 kilometers of uninhabited land in the middle. The complex and dangerous terrain is difficult to cross manually.
"long time no see."
The lady extended her hand to the King of War, which was a friendly greeting when they reunited after a long separation.
Glory looked confused: "I'm sorry... my memory is not very good... May I ask who you are?"
To be honest, she couldn't remember the VIP's name——
——She helped many people during the war. The names of these foreigners were difficult to remember, especially those from small languages, African ethnic groups or Semitic people in the Middle East. Their names were complicated and difficult to pronounce.
As for this Morpho butterfly suit, Glory is still a little impressed...
"Yuke...Yuka..."
The lady took off her helmet and revealed her true face, shouting in a fit of laughter and tears: "Ukulele Anunnaki!"
Glory: "Oh oh oh oh! Oh! Oh!"
Whether your memory is good or not, we can find this name by going back to the previous chapter, let's review it.
After solving Pellelini Tuon, Xueming had been recuperating in a sanatorium. The VIP climbed up the window of the sanatorium, preparing to cross 9527 and directly find Jiang Xueming - but was later kicked by the anonymous mistress.
Go downstairs.
Seriously speaking, this is Xiao Qi's love rival, the shameless mistress, and the gunsmith's pursuer.
The little policemen on love can go out as much as they want and express their passionate opinions in the comment area.
But this trip was arranged by Mr. Wood. If the King of War wants to return to the Nine Realms and his family, he must follow Ms. Ukulele.
A few years ago, the people of Constantinople were in dire straits under the control of the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult. The resources here were poor and the transportation was inconvenient. There was only one railway leading to the terminals of several acropolis, and it required the spiritual assistance of VIPs.
This civilized city-state backed by a broken Jedi needs a magical guardian to build a bridge. The special geographical environment is the same as Shinto City. It is on the edge of the Atlantic Ocean and North America. The activity of the earth's veins causes the heavy metals in the soil to break through the rock.
It comes out and turns into flat, wavy knives.
More than 1,700 meters below the cliff, the warm and hot salt-alkali sea breeze emerging from the underground ocean causes these minerals to oxidize and corrode, turning into a broken earth full of scars over time.
The basic livelihood of the people in Constantinople cannot be guaranteed, but it is also a rich mine, and the Abyss Railway will not give up this place.
Euclele Anunnaki is the guardian of Constantinople. Her psychic power can help build bridges for railway traffic. She has no fighting ability. Under the persecution of the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult, she can only escape from her homeland.
, seek help from Jushan Station.
Anonymous and Mingde responded to her, and went to the Acropolis of Constantine with the bridge engineer, blowing up three Platform Zeros, turning this hell into a human world again.
For Ms. Ukulele, the unknown leader is not only her savior, but also a great benefactor who transformed her hometown. The shadow of the gunsmith has become a part of her life, just like there will always be a white moonlight in the hearts of literary and artistic young people.
Same, almost irreplaceable.
Even after receiving the news of the gunsmith's marriage, Ms. Ukulele did not feel any disappointment -
——Jiang Xueming can’t understand these foreigners’ views on love at all. The cultural differences between the two are too big.
Ukulele doesn't understand the words about distance, politeness, and married woman at all, and she doesn't care.
You must know that in the relatively backward Constantinople, a closed and isolated human settlement, there are still many tribes that retain polygamy or polyandry. For families who can successfully give birth here,
Every new life is not easy. Families that can give birth to two or three children will be regarded as heroic fathers and heroic mothers by the tribal chiefs.
The name of this VIP comes from the four-string Hawaiian guitar, which is as passionate as her character. Anunnaki is the name of the deity in the Sumerian civilization. She showed very powerful psychic talents in her childhood.
, her parents regarded her as a child given by God, so they gave up their own surname.
"I remembered." Glory finally remembered the name.
Ukulele squinted her eyes, her pink albino eyes carrying a strange smile: "I have learned to speak Chinese, so you don't remember me?"
Glory: "It takes too long and comes into contact with too many people, and you will always forget some things."
Ukulele hugged each other with her arms, and while talking, she blew out small bubbles from her mouth——
"——Then you always remember this, right?"
These bubbles with colorful illusions of light flew to the table, wrapped in tableware, cutlery and forks, and slowly floated.
This is the power of Ms. Ukulele's spirit. She became a Morpho butterfly very early, even earlier than Hasband Madison. She had this strange blister spirit body when she was fifteen years old.
The substances that these bubbles come into contact with will have the ability to float, which is completely different from Concho Johnny's overbearing ability to control gravity - Ukulele can only make objects float, and the load capacity is limited, more than seven
An object weighing more than ten kilograms cannot float.
With the help of psychic powers, this top student from Constantinople naturally became the guardian of her hometown. She could observe the status of roads and bridges between the cliffs, lay the most basic profile frames in road projects, and work on some machines and
In complex terrain that is difficult to reach by manpower, the yarn sheep workers with low intelligence are commanded to build bridges.
This dreamlike soap bubble carries the dream of Ukulele. Every season, following the movement of natural ocean currents, the road and bridge traffic around Constantinople will be damaged, and Ukulele has to rush to these places.
He led the villagers and people from the Transportation Department to work together to connect the settlements so that people in the settlements could regain access to electricity and the Internet.
These "isolated islands" standing on the Broken Blade Mountain form Constantinople. Its name comes from Constantine I. It was the Sumerian ruins of this isolated land that was discovered by outsiders. They were surprised by the tenacious vitality of the local indigenous people.
At the same time, they thought this place was another New Rome, mistakenly thinking it was the origin of underground Western civilization, and finally gave it such a name.
When Gloria saw the familiar soap bubbles, she couldn't help but become nervous——
——Her impression of Ukulele still stayed a few years ago. The gunsmith led the brothers of the war group and followed this girl to such a no-man's land. Along the way, Ukulele was lamenting the Abyss Railway.
The combat effectiveness of the armed forces is to thank the soldiers for their heroic deeds.
In addition to these, there is also unscrupulous kissing and courtship.
"I am married."
Glory emphasized again——
"——I have four children, please calm down..."
"I know, I know." Ms. Ukulele nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "I know... It seems that in your country, monogamy is required. When I was learning Chinese
, many, many times, it is faster to read history books and learn faster.”
Her Chinese is not very fluent and she speaks very slowly.
"That, that, that, that...that wife of yours is very, very beautiful."
When talking about Xiao Qi, Ukulele did not show any aggression, but instead looked like a student who appreciates art and has entered a museum.
"Is this monogamy of yours a monogamy? Is it the monogamy I think of?"
Glory couldn't understand the riddle: "Huh?"
"That's right, that's right..." Ukulele continued to explain: "I have a wife and a husband, this kind of monogamy..."
"No!" Glory couldn't laugh or cry: "No, no, no."
Ukulele: "Isn't it?"
Glory: "No."
Ukulele: "Last time she kicked me out of the window, she had a husband. This time you come here and take the car, she has a wife, right?"
Glory: "No! No..."
Ukulele still doesn’t quite understand the relationship between the gunsmith and the war king——
——Mr. Plunk explained the power of the little finger to her in both Chinese and English. In this VIP’s understanding, it seemed that Glory was regarded as a by-product of a psychic ritual. She believed that the King of War should be another person.
A person will only appear in the gunsmith's body from time to time. It is like a manifestation of the Holy Spirit.
In Constantinople, the descendants of the Sumerian civilization regarded psychic energy as natural spirits in the world, something foreign rather than the product of self-transformation. Like the soul power of the ukulele, it does not have complete
The human form is also related to this concept.
"Pulak, you want me to accompany you to get the man's body back, is that right?" Ukulele said about the mission of this trip.
Glory: "Yeah."
Ms. Ukulele then said: "I want you to come back and take a look at this road."
Glory looked out the window. The railway passed between the mountains, heading towards the deep and dark sky. There was a distance of four to five hundred meters between the two peaks, and below was the gleaming ocean.
A few years ago, these natural light sources did not exist.
"Where does the light come from?" Glory wondered.
Ms. Ukulele pulled out two telescopes from under the table and handed one of them to the King of War.
"Look, Panini, Panini!"
Far away on the sea level, on top of the rising and falling waves, there are clusters of small luminous jellyfish floating.
This uninhabited land has a relatively complete ecosystem. The complex mineral veins have created a special geomagnetic and electric field environment. The little jellyfish that were first in the rare man's palace seem to have migrated here and once again sang silent songs.
It is a circle of geometric figures radiating outward. Following the weak arc light, it shines on the water and turns into various spot patterns. They communicate with each other using the most basic mathematical logic and patterns, and these light sources become
A street light in the dark.
Glory was so entranced by the sight that she seemed to have forgotten all her words.
After Platform Zero disappeared, the source of the spiritual disaster was uprooted, and the concentration of spiritual disaster dropped, allowing this uninhabited land to regain a place for fragile life.
Above the ocean, you can see a temporary station every forty kilometers, which is mainly occupied by line workers and maintenance personnel of the Transportation Department, as well as artificial nests of yarn sheep. You can see the smoke from mobile food trucks, and there should be scavengers here.
Activity.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Glory, that's great!" Ukulele beamed, and then asked: "Should I call you Gunsmith, or Glory?"
?A little earlier, a little earlier.”
She finally felt that Chinese was awkward, so she changed to English. This was the first foreign language she learned and it was much more fluent than Chinese.
"I received the news of your death and I can't believe it."
Glory: "I'm sorry, you must be sad?"
Ukulele pursed her lips and suddenly had tears in her eyes: "I'm very, very sad. I wonder how a person who is so strong, resilient, healthy, and a warrior like steel could suddenly collapse.
Yes. I immediately told my sisters about it, but no one believed it."
Glory: "These sisters? What's going on?"
"Here, here! Here!" Ukulele opened the social software on her mobile phone. Little Blue Bird has a group, and the Chinese Internet Weibo, WeChat, and Xiaohongshu also have three groups. Plus various APPs, this
The girl is also considered a high-intensity surfer: "We are all in the same hobby, we are all in the same hobby!"
This "common interest" is very interesting.
Glory looked around and saw that ladies from all over the world who were related to gunsmiths were here.
They have all received more or less care from Anonymous, and they can still see the social accounts of Duran and Flavia. Just now, Flavia was sharing the new products of the sugar factory.
Glory was so frightened that she shouted: "WTF?"
This was a group of female fans recruited by Gunsmith for his good deeds. In Xiao Qi's eyes, it was nothing more than a pile of assassination lists. Thinking of this, her scalp began to tingle.
"Are you scared?" Yukulele looked guilty and quickly turned off her phone: "Don't worry, I won't say anything. There are writings on me."
She showed her arm, and Teacher Victor had already prepared a message.
[Do not tell the secret of the little finger to anyone else, including anyone except the gunsmith.]
"Let's talk about business." Glory breathed a sigh of relief: "How should I go home?"
Ukulele said excitedly.
"You will understand when you get Mr. Placker's letter."
...
...
The Second Acropolis has completely changed its appearance.
When the train arrived at the station, Gloria went straight to the luggage storage area. The last time she came to this station, it had no roof, but now it has a suspended ceiling that looks like an egg shell.
The platform has been renovated and widened into three lanes, which can be opened to the First Acropolis and the Third Acropolis at the same time, and there is also a maintenance lane.
There used to be no storage here, and the Transportation Department's staff has been increased by at least one hundred people. Most of the guests who come and go are mining businessmen, who come here to do business and discuss purchases.
The road signs were originally cuneiform and Latin, and there were not even a few words in English. Now they are bilingual in Chinese and English. When the girl at the service desk saw the King of War coming, she immediately waved.
"Come this way! Mr. Plunk has given the order!"
When Gloria came to the counter of the check-in office, she saw the two Silver Bailey workers glanced at each other and quickly ran to the alley to greet their companions and spread the news to the neighbors. This was Leslie's decision.
The rule is that no matter where the world ends, there are disciples of the Beggar Clan who will follow the Anonymous.
After a while, a box was delivered from the storage office, with a letter on the box.
Gloria opened the letter and took away the box. Without any hesitation, she found a nearby small restaurant and sat down with Ukulele.
"Your Majesty the King of War, you have crossed most of Europe and arrived at the farthest point of the underground railway."
"This used to be a civilized desert. I think Shambhala will only become more barbaric and backward than this, so I want you to be mentally prepared in advance. Come back and take a look at the changes in a few years."
"Time is a very magical thing. All the efforts we have made have not been in vain, which is a wonderful thing."
"I asked Ms. Ukulele to accompany you on this journey because I want to tell you from another perspective that the death of the gunsmith is not a bad thing. After all, you have smashed more than 300 demon caves and have transformed from a girl killer.
Became a young woman killer - less worries, more stability. This is the life attitude of ordinary people, right?"
"The box I left for you has three sets of false identities. You can choose the one you like. Then go back to the rhythm of life you are familiar with."
"One of them is a personal butler. If you can return to Bai Qingqing in this capacity, no one will care. I will explain the reason at the end."
"The other is a psychiatrist. I prepared medical certificates for Vita Brand and a series of sequelae for Bai Qingqing. Her madness index is too high and she needs regular psychological consultation."
"The last one is a teacher, so that you can return to Galahad. If you are too ambitious and want to go back to teaching immediately, you may need to go under the knife to change your face. I don't recommend this outfit."
"As you can see, I am also an immortal person. When I walk in the world, I need a lot of fake certificates and fake identities. I have rich experience in suspended animation. Regarding my career in these professions, including my parents' stories, my childhood
The photos, the path of growth, everything has been arranged.”
"After your funeral, Paramount Entertainment will hold a [Gunsmith Imitation Show] this Christmas at the Anonymous Bar. Sister Hong will handle it to commemorate us.
A hero - just like Michael Jackson."
"If you are lucky enough, you should be able to win the second place in the gunsmith imitation show. I believe there will always be someone more like you than you."
"Choose your new identity and start on this road back to the Nine Realms. You will be able to pass all the corresponding stations prepared in the three plans, get the inheritance left by your parents, and read your life story."
"Together with Ms. Ukulele, find your little finger and transform back into a male body. Let her use the dreamy soul power like soap bubbles to make you temporarily lose gravity without the influence of gravity, just like a baby born in space.
Your bones will deform. During the rebirth process, you may become shorter or taller. Your skeleton will undergo some subtle changes, and your bone density will also be affected. It needs to be slowly
Get used to this new body."
"You will become a real nameless person, a nameless person."