"Steam Army?"
Gus asked suspiciously, "What is that?"
"That's a rebel army assembled in the area with dense water networks in the south."
Gray raised his chin slightly, with a proud and even fanatical look on his face, "Gus, you don't know yet, God of Boxing's rule over this world is about to come to an end, although most towns in the north still abide by the ancient and backward "The Way of the Iron Fist", but in the south where the water network is dense and the commerce is developed, all kinds of hydraulic machinery and steam engines have long been popular. More and more people believe in the "power of machinery and steam", and even formed their own army. Fight to the death with the Fist Temple, that is the 'Steam Army'!"
"This, this is impossible!"
Gus blurted out, turning pale.
Ever since discovering his sister and dad's secret, Gus has been dodging a question.
That is the conflict of belief between myself and my sister.
They were in a hurry all the way, and were gagged by the "electric demon" Lu Qingchen. The two siblings avoided talking about it tacitly.
But now, no matter how much they deceive themselves and others, it is impossible for them to discriminate against the bloody faith and disappear.
"Sister, don't be so obsessed with mistakes again and again."
Gus persuaded earnestly, "The way of the iron fist is the only truth in this world. The so-called 'mechanical and steam power' is nothing more than a devil's trick. With the blessing of the God of Fist, the power of the Temple of Fist is invincible, what?" The Steam Army' is just a lie fabricated by those fanatics with ulterior motives in order to confuse more people into depravity!"
"You're wrong, Gus."
On the issue of belief, Gray will never give in to her younger brother, she said coldly, "The facts are in front of you, do you think that with the strength of me or Dad alone, we can build such a large-scale steam experiment underground in our house?" Chamber, have you produced such precise pipes, machinery, and steam balls?"
Gus froze slightly.
He hadn't thought about this question yet, but thinking about it now, it seemed really impossible.
"All the experimental instruments and equipment, as well as the polishing and assembly methods of precision machinery, including the method of preparing pure high-pressure steam, were brought from the south by the mechanical and steam god believer that Dad once hunted down."
Gray explained, "From the perspective of the craftsmanship of making these things, it is obviously impossible to polish them in a simple hand-made workshop, but requires a large-scale workshop or even a factory. Behind the steam ball, there must be an incomparably huge force.
"As for the power of steam and machinery, you have personally experienced it just now—you, holding a chain mechanical crossbow, can blast dozens of fierce birds in one go. This is you with bare hands and only relying on the 'Iron Fist'. It can't be done anyway, right?"
Gus instantly felt that the two chained mechanical crossbows pinned to his waist were as hot as red-hot steel, and they wanted to brand a mark of sin on his flesh.
His face was pale, and he felt that he had betrayed the God of Fist, and had gradually fallen into the abyss without knowing it.
"not like this!"
He argued loudly, "Swords and crossbows are always foreign objects, indulging in their power will only form dependence and inertia, gradually paralyze the limbs, weaken the body, erode the brain, and turn people into slaves of tools—this is absolutely impossible. It is not the way of the real strong!"
"I don't know what the true way of the strong is. I only know that if there was no mechanical crossbow blessed by the devil just now, the two of us would have fallen into the cliff and smashed to pieces."
Gray said, "I'd rather be a living slave of tools than a dead 'strong man'."
"sister-"
Gus couldn't think of how to refute it for a while, and there were two thoughts in his mind that were constantly clashing. Suddenly, he felt that what his sister said was very reasonable. He was born without the talent to practice boxing. , maybe only the power of machinery and steam can make him reborn and regain his life; suddenly he feels that he has such a treacherous idea, it is an unforgivable crime, I am really sorry for my uncle, who is the priest of the Boxing Temple, and my parents Teach yourself since childhood.
But even his father has fallen, and maybe he indirectly killed his mother. Gus can't figure this account out, so he can only bite the bullet and say: "Even if, even if the steam army in the south really exists, it is a group of The vulnerable mob, as long as the army of the Fist Temple arrives, they will definitely be defeated and wiped out!"
Gray sneered disdainfully: "Hmph, don't underestimate the 'power of machinery and steam', think about how I killed Qin Yong during the day, if the entire steam army had a mechanical crossbow and a compressed air cannon , How many experts from the Fist Temple will it take to destroy them?"
Gus pouted his neck and said: "The powerhouses in the Fist Temple are like uncles, at least a hundred times stronger than Qin Yong!"
Gray said: "In the steam army, of course, there are also mechanical and steam weapons that are a hundred times more powerful than mine, which are enough to smash the old world ruled by the Fist Temple, and smash the so-called belief that the Fist God has deceived the world for thousands of years. !"
Gus didn't even think about such a rebellious thing that should be struck by lightning.
As if struck by lightning, the young man froze in place, trembling with anger and fear, his eyes kept going back and forth between his sister and Lu Qingchen, as if it was Lu Qingchen, a demon, who lured his sister to fall.
"Brother Gus, don't look at him like that, okay?"
Lu Qingchen looked like he had nothing to do with himself, and he was always concentrating on studying the ants on the ground, but he turned a deaf ear to the dispute between the two siblings, until he couldn't escape Gus's angry eyes. Only then spread his hands and said with an innocent face, "I repeat again, I have nothing to do with the 'Steam Demon', nor did I implant the belief in 'The Power of Machinery and Steam' into your sister's mind, So please, don't stare at me with such scary eyes, okay?"
"But you must know the truth."
Gus murmured, "Even if you are not a steam demon, you are still a demon from hell after all. You must know the truth of this world!"
"Uh… "
Lu Qingchen scratched his head and said, "Well, I know a thing or two."
"Then tell us, my sister and I believe in who is right and who is wrong, and what is the truth of this world!"
Gus gritted his teeth and said, "The way of the iron fist or the power of machinery and steam, who is the truth!"
"Is this question important?"
Lu Qingchen shrugged his shoulders, and suddenly seemed to find something very interesting, pointing to the ground, he made a fuss and said, "Look, ants, two teams of ants are fighting!"
Sure enough, there were two groups of ants from different nests on the ground, and there was a fierce "war" for a little food residue.
"Ant?"
Gus froze for a moment, and said angrily, "The way of the iron fist, the power of machinery and steam, and the truth of this world are of course very important, at least more important than fighting ants?"
"In your eyes, it may be so, but in my opinion, your beliefs, myths, love and hatred, interest entanglements, loyalty and betrayal, ambition and hope, everything is no different from fighting with ants - after all I'm a god and demon from a higher dimension, that's how awesome it is."
Lu Qingchen smiled and said, "As for the truth of this world, I advise you not to know better, otherwise, it will be impossible to change anything, and it will only increase pain and trouble."