When the rain is heavy enough, if you look up at the rain, you will feel an indescribable feeling of suffocation. The endless rain washes over your body until it completely wraps you up.
All around one's ears was the howling wind and thunder, as if it was the end of the world. However, even in such a dangerous situation, people still cursed from time to time. For fragile mortals, this was the only way to resist.
Nicholas, wearing a striking yellow raincoat, held tightly onto the cable beside him. He usually appeared as a cool and slightly crazy scientist, but now he was no different from a homeless person on the street, looking extremely miserable. He couldn't help muttering and cursing the damn weather along with others.
This may be the heaviest rainy season in Jiudunling in recent years, with heavy rain and thunder and lightning.
Normally, people should be staying in their warm homes, sitting by the fire and telling interesting stories, but Nicholas is now on the Dunling Pagoda, accompanied by the thunder.
There are many people like him, wearing raincoats and insulating equipment, welcoming the rainstorm and thunder, and trying to control it.
This is the Dunling Tower, which was once the core of the Dunling Project. Although everything has become a thing of the past, brilliant technology has still been built from its remains.
“It’s really spectacular!”
A voice came from the communicator. It was Maxwell's voice. They were standing on the top of the tower, overlooking the entire old London. Heavy rain poured down on the entire city. The Thames River overflowed the shore and rushed to the ocean.
His voice was obscured by thunder and strong winds. Perhaps it was the damn thunderstorm that interfered with the signal. Maxwell's voice was filled with a harsh electric sound, but fortunately Nicholas could barely hear it. The cold wind was biting, and he nodded vigorously at Maxwell not far away to express his agreement.
Yes, it is really spectacular. Such scenes are rare. Usually, the whole old Dunling is shrouded in hazy fog, and the gloomy sky descends like an iron curtain. Even if you stand at this height at that time, you can't see the city clearly. It is like a veiled woman, mysterious and making people eager to explore her truth.
Nikolai turned his head and the pale searchlight illuminated the dim night sky, allowing him to observe.
This is a large platform of the Dunling Tower. There are four such platforms in total, distributed in the four corners of the tower. According to the original plan, this is not only the core of Dunling, but also the core of the Atrium Serpent. Just like the world tree in Norse mythology, this tower will run through the land of Ingvegr like an iron tree.
The underground "roots" are the pillars of the furnace and the perpetual motion pumps, which provide the entire city with huge energy and a steady stream of new technologies. The place bordering the earth will become the core of the railway. Countless trains depart from here and travel through the territory of Yngvig.
Nicholas's position is even more critical. If the Dunling Tower is the trunk of the tree, then these four platforms are the iron branches. According to the original plan, this will be an aerial supply station. Those "leaves" and war airships roaming in the sky will not have to dive back to the ground, but can be directly resupplied from here to carry out long-term missions.