A heavy rain had just fallen. Although the air in early summer still had a hint of heat, it was already much moister than usual. It got in through the gap of the open car window and blew on people, which immediately made people feel uncomfortable. It feels like the heat is gone and it's extremely comfortable. √∟，
Freeman took a long breath, looked up at the distance of the road, and signaled the driver beside him to slow down.
"Our car is full of sophisticated gadgets, so be careful not to tip it over. If one or two of the gadgets break, we have to run back to the Principality of Standing to buy them again."
Bobic, the exclusive freight driver of the United Irish Chamber of Commerce beside him, nodded and lowered the speed of the large freight magic locomotive from close to 10 kilometers per hour to about 40 kilometers per hour. It slowed down a lot in an instant.
However, Bobic looked more focused than before, and even had a hint of nervousness as if facing a formidable enemy.
Not just because Freeman reminded it that the trunk of the cargo magic locomotive was filled with high-end precision magic machine tools, but also because the road ahead was really too bad.
"I said, President, the Malo Empire is one of the two major empires in the mainland. I always thought they were so amazing before, but now I see... If nothing else, don't compare it with our Lampali Kingdom. , even compared to the Frankish Kingdom, it is much worse."
Freeman rolled his eyes: "Nonsense, the road we just walked on is only the first road in the Malo Empire. Can it be compared with our Lampali Kingdom where there are roads everywhere?"
"That's true..." Bobic laughed. "I didn't expect that our Lampali Kingdom is so much smaller than the Malo Empire, but it is much stronger than them in terms of roads."
"Okay, look ahead. Stop talking nonsense." Freeman interrupted.
Bobbage hummed. The hand holding the steering wheel added a little more strength.
"boom-"
The large freight magic locomotive on which the two people sat suddenly made a loud noise. The entire car body shook violently, shaking both of them from their seats at the same time.
Freeman's expression changed and he said sternly: "Slow down a little bit!"
Bobic quickly controlled the large freight magic locomotive to slow down again until it maintained a speed of thirty kilometers per hour. This barely allowed the freight magic locomotive to return to an acceptable level of stability.
Hearing the banging noise coming from behind, Bobic frowned and asked, "President, will anything happen to those things behind you?"
Freeman frowned deeper, obviously more worried. However, after thinking about it, he could only wave his hands helplessly: "There is no way, that's it. Those magic motorcycles are tied very tightly, I think it shouldn't be a big problem. If it doesn't work, we can only ask for new ones after we get to the place. Technical support from the Flying Chamber of Commerce.”
"Speaking of which...how did Xinfei Chamber of Commerce transport their magical machine tools and equipment?" Bobic asked again.
"Can it be compared with the New Flying Chamber of Commerce?" Freeman glared at Bobic angrily. "I heard that when they transported the first batch of equipment to the Maro Empire, they transported it directly by magic airship. The magic airship is a thing that flies in the sky. Of course, there is no need to worry about bumps on the road."
"Magic airship..." Bobic glanced at the sky in the distance, his face full of envy. "Only the New Aircraft Chamber of Commerce can have such luxury. President, when will our Irish United Chamber of Commerce also buy a few magic airships for fun?"
Freeman could only roll his eyes again.
"What a joke! A magic airship is priced at 1.3 million gold coins, and our Chamber of Commerce can only earn less than 500,000 gold coins after working so hard for a year. Want to buy a magic airship? It's simply a wishful thinking!"
Bobic stuck out his tongue: "That's what I'm saying. But... President, if you can't afford a magic airship, buy a few of the new air-suspension cargo magic motorcycles recently launched by the New Aircraft Chamber of Commerce. Is it still affordable?"
Freeman glanced at Bobbage in surprise, with an expression of curiosity and amusement on his face.
"Okay, it turns out that you kid has been beating around the bush for a long time, just because you want me to change your car."
Bobic chuckled: "When I went to the mine of Falcao Chamber of Commerce a few days ago, I tried to drive the new air-suspension magic freight locomotive they bought. President, I have to say that this thing is really powerful. I drove it I drove it on the bumpy roads in the mine for a long time without feeling bumpy at all. You see, if we had this car now, we wouldn’t have to worry about the magic machine tool equipment being damaged by this roadblock, right?”
"Well..." Freeman glanced at the muddy road ahead, revealing countless potholes on the dirt road. He frowned and thought for a while, and couldn't help but nod slightly. "What you said is not completely unreasonable. We don't know when this broken road will be repaired. We have to keep transporting things during this period. If something goes wrong along the way, it will be a big trouble... "
"Really? So, President, just go to the Xinfei Chamber of Commerce and buy two magic air-suspension freight motorcycles when you go back this time. I dare to say that if I drive that car, I will be able to run at least fifty on this road. And you don’t have to worry about things breaking,” Bobic continued while the iron was hot.
Freeman waved his hand: "Okay, let's wait until we get back. Let's get this batch of goods here first."
Seeing that his goal was achieved, Bobby smiled and started to concentrate on driving again.
Although it is still bumpy, the mood is different, and these bumps are no longer as unbearable as before.
Freeman ignored Bobic, who was almost smiling, and lowered his head to take out a map and read it.
Originally, according to their plan, they should be able to rest for one night in a small city about two hundred kilometers ahead, and they would probably arrive at their destination at noon tomorrow - the private territory of the Marquis of Southgaard in the Malo Empire.
But the road conditions in front of us were so bad that the speed of the freight magic locomotive inevitably slowed down.
According to the current slow speed, it is absolutely impossible to reach the small town before dark.
In the Malo Empire, where there are no roads and no street lights, it is obviously impossible to continue traveling at night, so it is necessary to decide where to spend the night as early as possible.
Judging from the map, there is a small town about a hundred kilometers away from here. If nothing happens, we should be able to reach it before dark, so Freeman temporarily regards this small town as his target.
However, accidents always happen when people don't expect it...
Two hours later, when the large freight magic locomotive carried Freeman and Bobbage to a muddy section of road, they suddenly found that there were about seven or eight freight magic locomotives crowded on the road ahead, and there were many people standing next to them. , there was the sound of a bunch of people gathering together.
"what happened?"
Freeman and Bobbage looked at each other in confusion and drove closer.
When the distance was close, Freeman discovered that there was a fairly wide river crossing in front of the road, and these magic locomotives and people were all blocked on this side of the river, seemingly unable to pass.
Freeman signaled Bobich to stop the car and jumped out.
After taking a closer look, Freeman found that the owners of these magic motorcycles were, as expected, all members of various chambers of commerce who responded to the call of the Xinfei Chamber of Commerce and came to invest in the Maro Empire just like him.
The reason why they were stopped here was because the bridge that was supposed to be erected over the river was washed away by the rapid water flow after the heavy rain, causing them to lose the only channel through the river.
"How long have you been waiting here?" Freeman asked.
"I was the first to come and have been waiting for more than an hour." A freight driver with a somewhat bitter look shook his head and sighed: "Originally, I said that the rain had stopped. After a while, the water flow might become smaller and it would be able to I rushed over. I didn’t expect to see any signs of shrinking after so long.”
Freeman looked at the others and found that they all shook their heads and sighed.
"Then haven't you thought about taking a detour?" Freeman asked again.
"What detour? We are all here for the first time in the Malo Empire, and we are not familiar with the place. Moreover, it is marked on the map that the nearest bridge from here is nearly a hundred kilometers away, and there is no road connecting it. And even if We found a way to get there, but at least we have to go around for more than 300 kilometers, and maybe we won’t be able to get there the day after tomorrow.”
"Yeah, I really don't know that the roads in the Malo Empire are so bad, how can it be as easy as our Lampali Kingdom."
"That's right. There are smooth roads everywhere in our Lampali Kingdom, and the bridges are also the strongest. How could they be easily washed away by water?"
"Why do I feel that the Malo Empire is so far behind our Lampali Kingdom? You see, the roads are so bad, there are no street lights along the way, and we don't even see a magic motorcycle, only occasionally. A few shabby carriages..."
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Listening to the complaints echoed by everyone around him, Freeman frowned slightly and did not get involved.
I walked to the river and observed the small stone bridge that had been washed away by the river water. I found that the situation was not particularly serious. The bridge was only partly washed away in the middle. As long as this part was filled in, it would not be impossible to pass.
Looking back at the eight large freight magic locomotives blocked by the river, Freeman made an estimate in his mind and walked to one of the drivers.
"Hey, if I read correctly, you should have a magic excavator installed in your car, right?"
The driver was stunned: "Yeah, what?"
Freeman chuckled, clapped his hands vigorously to attract everyone's attention, and raised his voice: "It is definitely impossible to wait here for the people from the Marlow Empire to repair the bridge. But we can't just wait here, maybe The president is still waiting for us to deliver the things and start work on time.”
A group of people looked at each other.
"But what can I do now? There is no way to get there."
"Have you forgotten what President Xu once said? He said that all roads in this world are made by people. Now that the road in front of us is broken, let's repair it!"
"Cultivation? How to repair it?" Everyone was even more puzzled.
Freeman pointed to the trunks of several large freight magic locomotives and said with a smile: "Of course it depends on these guys." (To be continued...)