In the process of continuous construction and development for more than two thousand years, the Twilight City has become a strange and deformed behemoth.
Its predecessor was originally several city-states in the hinterland of the Midgard continent—at that time, the scale of a city-state was quite limited, even if several city-states plus their respective territories were connected together, it was only equivalent to the number of cities on Earth today. The size of a giant city in China, a twilight barrier is enough to completely cover all of this. After the barrier is raised, the survivors on this land can only build their homes under this layer of sky. The land area is limited, so they can only let their cities develop towards the sky.
They first connected several city-states into one piece, and developed every inch of wasteland between the city-states as much as possible. After filling the land, they built up the cities layer by layer. , It may be the technology left over by Warner God, and this construction method can be realized.
The resources collected from the dark wilderness were continuously transformed into steel and adhesives, filling every inch of space under the barrier of twilight little by little over two thousand years, and finally formed the strange cone shape of the city structure. Today, the upper part of the city can almost touch the energy shield emitting a yellowish light. Standing on the highest platform in the upper part of the city, you will feel that the twilight barrier is within your reach—the fact If you have enough arm strength, throw a small stone into the sky, and you can see ripples on the barrier.
The city has no room left for further development.
And in the depths of this deformed lair, the ancient steam turbine and pressure piping system are still running slowly, just like the aging internal organs of an ultimate behemoth, those things that have been hundreds of years or even nearly a thousand years old Every turn would cause the Twilight City to groan in pain, and sometimes even the entire upper city would shake, but the residents of the city were accustomed to such ominous omens.
The steam locomotive slowly stopped at the station in the upper city. Hao Ren felt much better immediately after leaving the car: the steam locomotive used to transport workers and ores was definitely not comfortable. In fact, in order to operate in the dark wilderness, the Steel Monster is more concerned with sturdiness and safety than humanity. The completely sealed compartment is not only stuffy, but also full of pungent engine oil smell. It is a torment to stay for a long time.
Although the air quality outside the car is the same.
They were located close to the highest point of the city, but standing here, Hao Ren didn't feel the slightest bit of refreshment, and the low twilight barrier above would only make people feel more depressing. He looked at Wendell beside him: "Where shall we go next?"
"The headquarters of the Lightseekers is in the lower city, near the temple of the Iron Throne. We are going down the big shaft, but the big shaft is controlled by the Steam Council," Wendell explained patiently, "The shaft elevator runs every hour, and ordinary citizens It works, but you are a problem: you have no legal status. So the most likely situation is that we will first accept the steam council... "
Lily suddenly interrupted the old man's words: "Are those people the Steam Council you're talking about?"
A team of personnel wearing uniforms boarded the locomotive platform. They looked proud and confident. The black and blue tight uniforms were decorated with silver trim, and the chests were marked with a combination of gears and valves. Except for the leader In addition, these people are holding a metal stick in their hands. The stick should be used by law enforcement, but it looks like some kind of elongated and deformed machine control lever.
After this group of people boarded the platform, they walked directly towards this side, and Wendell's face suddenly became gloomy after seeing them.
"It's them, the sheriffs of the Steam Council," the old man's voice was a bit depressed, "and they are the ones I don't want to see..."
Hao Ren gave the old man a strange look, thinking that the conflict between the Steam Council and the Light Seekers was more serious than expected.
At this time, the "sheriffs" had already arrived in front of everyone. Standing at the front of the line was a middle-aged man with short black hair and a serious face. He ignored Hao Ren and his party, but nodded to Wendell, with a tinge of voice in his voice. With a certain deliberate indifference and alienation: "Mr. Wendell, I'm 'glad' to see you return safely from the darkness."
Wendell said with a bitter face: "Yes, whether you are happy or not, I am back."
"I didn't see any other light-seekers, so can it be considered that the result of this light-seeking trip is still the same," the serious middle-aged man said with sharp eyes, "Only you came back alive—the last light-seeking operation did not come back." Unsurprisingly, it failed completely."
Wendell's attitude changed suddenly when he heard this sentence. He straightened his neck and said with a clang: "No! This time it's different! I found them!"
The middle-aged man also seemed a little surprised by Wendell's sudden tough attitude. He looked at Hao Ren curiously: "These people?"
He received the news that Wendell had returned to Twilight City and came to Uptown by locomotive, but the news came from the Mine Dispatch Bureau in the Outer Rim area, and the brief report did not mention "outsiders" Condition.
"They came from outside the Twilight City!" Wendell said loudly, his eyes finally glowed again at this time. Asgard—Look at them, they are healthy and strong, the whole of Asgard is not polluted, there is no twilight barrier at all, the whole country is healthy!"
The sheriffs of the Steam Council immediately looked at each other in dismay, and some minor disturbances spread among these people. The middle-aged man in the lead was also taken aback for a moment, but his eyes quickly turned cold.
"Nonsense!"
He stared at Wendell and said.
"You..." Wendle was angry for a while, but before he had time to say anything, the middle-aged man in front of him waved his hand vigorously: "I don't know where you found these people, but creating this kind of deception is Shake the foundation of the entire Twilight City! You are finally completely crazy-take them away!"
The security officers hesitated for a moment, and the middle-aged man immediately stared: "What are you still doing?"
At this moment, a hand was put on his shoulder suddenly, and Hao Ren looked at the superior security officer with a half-smile, "I mean, my dear, but any normal person should know that without investigation, he has no right to speak, right? Is your mood the basis for what other people say to be true or false?"
The middle-aged man had no idea how Hao Ren suddenly leaned over from a few meters away and put his hands on his shoulders. He was startled, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the strangers who claimed to be from Asgard At this moment, they were already standing beside him, forming a siege, but his sheriff's subordinates were still standing there in a daze, with stiff expressions as if they had been frozen.
The shadows under each of their feet were stretched very long, and the elongated and deformed shadows all pointed in the direction of the little devil Elizabeth. In Elizabeth's innocent big eyes, two clusters of thin green flames flashed away.
"What are you doing..."
"We heard that the Steam Council is the administrator of the Twilight City," Hao Ren folded his arms, "You manage this city, maintain this city, and have allowed the city to develop steadily for two thousand years under such difficult circumstances—to tell the truth At first I admired you a little bit, but you... are a bit of a signboard."
"Conjurer?" The middle-aged man had a gloomy face, but he still didn't panic too much under the control of others. He just glared at Wendell, "This is the assistant you hired to help with acting? You are not afraid of recruiting a wizard Guards?"
"I don't intend to reverse your misunderstanding and prejudice against me," Wendell smiled helplessly, "but you shouldn't let this prejudice completely blind your mind, don't you want to believe outside the barrier at all..."
"There is only darkness outside the barrier! It's as dark as your heart!" The middle-aged man stretched his neck and glared at the old man, "I knew this when you first abandoned your wife and son!"
Hao Ren was still thinking about how to give this seemingly indifferent parliamentary official some humane care, but at this moment he was stunned: It sounds... there is still something inside
Not only Hao Ren, but Vivienne, Lily, March 8, May Izaks and a group of people next to him also became emotional in an instant. …
If Vivienne Lily and Wuyue can understand, after all, the three of them watch family dramas with their hands on the TV when they have nothing to do, and they will naturally become enthusiastic when they hear about this kind of thing, but it’s not easy for Izaks to explain: Dare to love Does a generation of devil still have this hobby of inquiring about the inside story of other people's divorce
The expression on Wendell's face changed from cloudy to cloudy, and finally all turned into a sigh: "This is my son, Hope." (To be continued~^~)