Is this a mental breakdown to the extreme, utterly insane? Jiang Baimian was about to squeeze in a little, when he found that the crowd dispersed.
On the opposite side came two members of the Robot Guard in dark green uniforms.
They are about the same height as Genova, and their eyes also emit blue light, so that Jiang Baimian, who claims to have never been blind, can't tell who they are. After all, the most likely different add-on modules are covered by clothing blocked.
The two Robot Guard members quickly picked up a man in the middle of the road and walked to the other end of the street.
The man was wearing blue and white loose cotton clothes, with black hair hanging down in a mess, a cyan beard that had just grown around his mouth, and a hysterical feeling in his eyes.
As he was being dragged forward, he kept shouting:
"All dead! All dead!"
The originally lively street quieted down, and it wasn't until the man was taken to another area by a member of the Robot Guard and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes that everyone recovered and discussed the matter of the "high-level unintentional people" in the southwestern mountainous area.
Said to be the southwestern mountainous area, in fact, compared to Tarnan, it should be in the northeast direction, but the people here are used to the main peak of the Chilar Mountains as the standard.
Jiang Baimian glanced at it and found that the pedestrians on the street did not have any expressions of fear and worry. He seemed to think that this was just a trivial matter, and the robot guards could easily solve it.
"Mechanical Paradise" gave them a strong sense of security... Jiang Baimian sighed silently, and continued to follow Shang Jianyao in front of him secretly.
…
At ten o'clock in the evening, in the "221" room of the "Youmeng" hotel, the four members of the "Old Tune Team" who were out on the move reunited.
"Yes, they are all back." Jiang Baimian swept around and said with a smile.
The point of her sentence is to praise Long Yuehong.
Without giving Long Yuehong a chance to be humble, she directly added:
"Let's share the harvest, let's start with, um, Xiaobai."
Although Bai Chen has been looking at Long Yuehong, this does not prevent her from using her observation ability and the gap between Long Yuehong's asking for advice and collecting some information:
"Tarnan has two bars, but they only sell cider, and in limited quantities.
"The situation inside is similar to the company's 'activity center', mainly local residents in the slack season, relic hunters who dare not take risks in winter, and personnel from various caravans who take turns to play cards, chat, sing, dance..."
Obviously, with the grain output of Tarnan, it is impossible to support the winemaking industry. Even if there is an excess share, there will never be a shortage of people who want it, and foreign caravans will choose more valuable trading goods, and there will be no Whoever climbs the mountains and mountains is to transport a dozen or twenty barrels of wine—on the dusty soil, there are many alcoholic beverages like the Weed City. There are very few places, and most of them have insufficient food.
Therefore, for the residents of Tarnan, the seasonal wild fruits that are not very delicious for direct consumption and have a short shelf life in the Chilar Mountains can be used to make a little wine.
Seeing Shang Jian Yao's eyes lit up, Jiang Baimian laughed:
"There's a lot of entertainment here.
"Unfortunately, there seems to be no radio show."
Inside "Panga Bio", every rest day, the "Activity Center" will organize special activities, including but not limited to ballroom dancing, basketball, tug-of-war, etc., to enrich the spiritual life of employees.
Long Yuehong heard the words and helped to add:
"But there are old world entertainment materials.
"I found that quite a few townspeople here have laptops with some old-world entertainment material in them."
In this case, "Pangu creatures" are not comparable.
Ordinary employees who can have a computer
"The electronic products here are really not very valuable. In Weed City, some nobles may not have portable computers." Jiang Baimian commented.
Of course, given the relationship between Wild Grass City and the "Mechanical Paradise", those nobles did not have computers mainly because they felt that computers were useless.
Can this also help with farming
After Bai Chen finished talking about the information she had collected, Jiang Baimian turned to ask Shang Jianyao:
"What did you gain?"
Don't be very happy dancing, sing very satisfying, fried chicken wings are delicious... Jiang Baimian added in his heart as soon as he finished speaking.
Shang Jianyao replied seriously:
"The sect that organized people to sing on the street was the 'Mirage Cult', and it worshiped the 'Broken Mirror', the old man in November.
"They believe that the current world is just a huge illusion, which is used by the old 'Broken Mirror' to test human beings, and the real body of this 'Illusion God' is the mirage in ancient legends, only to please him in various ways, Only then can we get rid of the painful illusion, wake up from the dream, and see the real, beautiful world, that is, the new world...
"They call believers who receive the favor of the 'Broken Mirror' 'Dragonborn'..."
Huh, not bad, I didn't forget the task when I was singing and dancing and eating fried chicken wings... Jiang Baimian listened, suddenly felt something was wrong, and hurriedly asked:
"Don't you care what the sacrament of the 'Mirage Cult' is?"
Shang Jianyao replied calmly:
"I'm afraid I'll hesitate."
Jiang Baimian "tsk":
"Actually, you probably don't need to worry about it. Think about it. They all think that the current world is a huge illusion, so what kind of communion is there? It's all fake and illusory anyway."
"Also..." Shang Jianyao seemed to be persuaded.
But he immediately asked:
"Then don't they even need to eat? Wouldn't it be better to 'wake up hungry' earlier?"
Jiang Baimian was almost unable to answer this question, but fortunately, her reaction was fast enough and her association ability was good enough:
"Haven't we met a 'nightmare horse'? Starving to death in a dream will really starve to death."
Shang Jianyao slapped his right fist with his left palm and said:
"I understand."
He went on to talk about the "Scales of Glory".
As for the "Forge Cult", everyone heard Means mention it, and he didn't repeat it.
After Shang Jianyao was Long Yuehong, he shared the information he had obtained from several local old men and women.
"Maximian? 'Mechanical Paradise' has offered a reward to a human for so many years... What has he done? Or is it involved in some important research in the old world?" Jiang Baimian made a suggestion based on Maximian's suspicion of being a scientist guess.
"Maybe." Long Yuehong proposed proactively, "Team leader, I want to visit Gu Bo, the local president of the Hunter Guild tomorrow. He should know a lot."
He couldn't find out where Gu Bo's house was tonight.
"Okay." Jiang Baimian praised with satisfaction, "Yes, you are becoming more and more active and proactive, which means that your self-confidence has improved. Well, tomorrow you will be with Xiaobai and visit that President Gu Bo. I Go to the 'Furnace Cult' church with Shang Jianyao and meet the 'devotee' Li Zhe."
Now that we have Means' letter, it would be a waste not to take the opportunity to get in touch and get some information!
Finally, Jiang Baimian talked about the mad survivor, as well as other experiences.
…
In the early morning of the next day, after a simple breakfast, the "old tune group" was divided into two and went to their respective destinations.
The church of the "Cultivation Sect" was at the southern end of the street last night, and it seemed that it was converted from a small factory in the old world.
It is an independent building, the outer wall is made of iron black, and the door is painted with a fiery red color. At first glance, it really looks like a strange "melting furnace".
After walking all the way here, Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao saw the street sign and knew the name of the current street from its mottled surface:
"Riverside Avenue"
The door of the Furnace Church was tightly closed, as if no one was allowed to enter, but Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao heard Means mention that this was mainly to simulate the "furnace" feeling, not to prevent anyone from entering.
Jiang Baimian stretched out his left hand and pushed open the door, only to feel a wave of heat coming towards him.
This is in stark contrast to the harsh cold wind outside.
Jiang Baimian looked up and found that the dome was very high, and pipes of gray-white or iron-black extended to different places along the pillars and walls.
"It's producing heat." Shang Jianyao put his palm on a piece of iron black pipe beside the door.
Jiang Baimian thought for a while and made a judgment:
"There should be hot water flowing in it, what a luxury!"
She thinks it mimics an old-world heating system.
Based on this, it can be inferred that there is probably a large boiler behind the church, and there are piles of coal.
Although it feels strange to associate the church with these things, it has a wonderful industrial style, but Jiang Baimian thought that the name of this sect was "The Furnace", and he was relieved.
"Please close the door." A voice came from the front of the prayer hall.
Well, you can't let the heat escape too much, it will be a waste of energy... Jiang Baimian has a new understanding of why the "melting pot sect" is always closed.
Shang Jianyao closed the door and asked curiously:
"If it's summer, will it still be heated here?"
Jiang Baimian imagined the scene and suddenly felt very hot.
"There is no heating. The architectural design here ensures that the heat of summer stays inside, directly creating the feeling of a melting pot," explained the man in front of the prayer hall.
He was about forty, wearing a fiery red robe, a typical gray man, with slightly dark skin, relatively high cheekbones, wet hair, and sweat on his forehead.
"Excuse me, is Your Excellency Li Zhe here?" Jiang Baimian approached and asked politely.
The man in red robe sighed and said:
"I am Li Zhe, the 'devotee' of the church."
"Are you hot?" Shang Jianyao asked curiously.
Li Zhe nodded:
"It's hot, but it's also very comfortable and relaxing, and it feels like all the impurities in the body have been calcined in the furnace."
Seeing Jiang Baimian and the others a little puzzled, Li Zhe pointed to a door on the side:
"I finished a mass just now, and that's our mass room."
"Do you still have a special room for mass?" Jiang Baimian did not hide his doubts and curiosity.
Li Zhe smiled and said:
"Yes, our mass ceremony is relatively demanding, we need to pour water on the red-hot stones in a relatively closed room and watch the steam spread out.
"Ah, this is the breath of the gods, who is bathing us.
"It penetrates into our clothes, burrows into our skin, and drains us of uncleanness and exhaustion...
"After every Mass, after changing clothes, everyone will feel very relaxed and refreshed. This is a gift from the gods, just like the feeling we feel after enjoying Holy Communion in summer."
"..." The more Jiang Baimian listened, the more strange his expression became.
She would like to ask, does your sect have a sanctuary in the old world, and if so, is it called a "bath center"