Extraordinary Mechanical City

"How do I get there?"

Ymir's science popularization opened up a whole new world for Ryan.

It turns out that in a corner of the border between the two empires, there is still a neutral land called "Glory City" that has no jurisdiction.

It sounds like a "utopia" there, full of freedom and utopia

Ymir said: "If you want to go there, the end point of this train is the 'Andorhal Province' in the west of the empire, where you can change to an intercity train, and then go to the 'Twilight City' on the border of the territory. There will be some black market business groups and hunting groups going to the Glittering Gold Post in front of the 'Alcoron Mountains'. The 'Glorious City' is three hundred miles east of the post, and almost all of them are wild hunters who smuggled over there. As your doctor, it shouldn't be difficult to mix up with a team."

While listening, Ren nodded and remembered.

Ymir seemed to be very familiar with this smuggling route. She explained the route to the "Glory City" in detail, where there was a black market, and who to find a connection.

There are many ways in this smuggling route, if you are not an expert, you will definitely not be able to go there.

Finally, after listening to Ymir's route guidance, Ren finally felt that the "Glory City" was no longer a utopia, but gradually became real.

At least the urgent need was resolved, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

He's determined, his destination is going there!

Focusing on the reality, Ren looked at the two bloody corpses on the ground again, and felt a little troubled again.

If there is no one else, Renn will choose to put the body into the folding space first, and then clean up the murder scene.

There is no corpse, and no one will be suspected in a short time.

Thinking about it, he said, "Miss Ymir, what about this corpse?"

The cabin was already small, and it was already crowded with two people and a pile of packages. Now that there were two more corpses, they couldn't even move their feet.

Ymir said lightly: "Let's put it here, anyway, I'm going to leave later."

"Ah, are you leaving?"

Although he knew that it was impossible for them to stay together like this forever, Ren was also a little surprised when he heard this suddenly.

"Um."

Ymir nodded, and didn't say any more.

Ren pursed his lips, and sighed slightly in his heart. The golden thighs are not stable, and they are about to fly away.

It was late at night, the steam train was galloping across the wasteland, the fog was getting thicker and thicker, and the range that the fog lamps could illuminate was getting shorter and shorter, so the speed was not fast.

The cold air from the ventilation holes poured into the carriage, bringing with it small snowflakes. It was not difficult to guess that there was probably a blizzard on the wilderness outside.

After Ymir got in the car and sent those ten text messages, Ren knew that she was probably in contact with someone from the family, and she was going to leave sooner or later.

But I didn't expect it to be so fast.

Sure enough, after midnight, there was a light knock on the cabin door.

Tuk Tuk, Tuk Tuk, Tuk Tuk, Tuk Tuk

It seems to be some kind of secret signal, rhythmic tapping.

Ren was awakened immediately, but he did not perceive the footsteps and breathing of the people outside the door, like a "ghost" knocking on the door.

Looking at Ymir who was not far away, she seemed to have expected it a long time ago, responded to Ren's questioning eyes, and said lightly: "The person I'm waiting for is here."

"Are you leaving now?"

Ren didn't know what to say.

The boss has already planned the route for himself, and it seems that he doesn't plan to take himself to go surfing with him.

"Um."

Ymir got up and walked towards the hatch.

"oh."

The relationship between the two seemed familiar, and Ren didn't say goodbye.

He looked at her back, leaving like this was also in line with her cold personality.

And when those slender hands were holding the handle of the cabin door, the taciturn noble lady suddenly stopped for a moment.

With her back turned to Ren, she explained in a rare way: "Originally you saved me, and it's okay to have an extra doctor with you, but my trip is unpredictable, and I don't want to hurt you."

"I see."

Ren listened, and a smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth unconsciously, "Take care, Miss Ymir."

After a pause, he added: "Nice to meet you."

He had long thought that if a boss of this level could almost die in the wilderness, the crisis she encountered would definitely not be something that a small shrimp like himself could meddle with.

The boss can explain now that he has enough respect for him as a "tool man".

"Um."

Ymir didn't look back, opened the hatch, and walked into the darkness.

Just when Ren was staring at the back in a daze, he suddenly saw a shiny thing flying over and falling into his hand.

Another soft female voice that became more and more distant came into my ears.

"I won't see you again in the future. This thing is worth the one hundred gold kroner I lent you. If you crush it in danger, it may save your life."

His tone was as cold as ever, no, it seemed more emotionless than before.

Ren looked at the items in his hand with complicated eyes.

Ymir left him a tear-like azure crystal bead, which felt slightly cool to the touch, thinking that it was probably a crystallization of spells condensed by ice elements.

With one person missing, Ren felt that the cramped cabin suddenly became empty.

"I won't see you again."

He muttered this sentence in his mouth, and after a while, he laughed bitterly at himself.

Now that I am being rewarded by the black market, I can't see the light. Once I go to the "Glory City" on this trip, I probably won't set foot on the territory of the Omar Empire for many years.

What's more, the eldest lady of that kind of top aristocratic family is thinking of what to do?

Probably, we will never see each other again in the future.

"Hey, you are just greedy for other people's bodies!"

After Ren scolded himself secretly, his mentality changed quickly, and he was no longer entangled in an instant.

At least, the boss took good care of himself and left a "life-saving baby".

But when Ymir left, he felt empty.

After all, with the umbrella gone, all the sense of crisis fell on him in an instant.

Before, there was the kind of big boss who could stare away the "wolf man" by his side, so don't worry about safety.

Now everything can only depend on myself.

In a blink of an eye, Ren thought: "All the gangsters on this train can get my reward notice, probably my face is considered a 'celebrity' in Omar. It seems that they must wear a gas mask all the time in the future. I can't show my face anymore."

He sighed slightly.

It was also fortunate that he was on the train. If he really didn't know it and rushed into a certain main city, he would have nowhere to escape at that time.

"Why don't you dye your hair and change your appearance?"

Lei, who was out of his mind, quickly shifted his thoughts from separation to other places.

After thinking about it, he decided to change his makeup.

After all, the most important thing in the wanted way of offering a reward is to look at the face.

As for the acid disfigurement, he felt that he wasn't crazy to that extent yet.

What's more, he guessed that the guy who offered a reward to him must have used some side-by-side magic to determine his identity.

If you really want to find yourself at any cost, there is no point in ruining your face.

The best way now is really to run away.

After all, casting spells like [Seer] and [Prophet] are not completely free.

If you want to find someone, the farther you are, the more expensive you will be.

The "City of Glory" on the border of the two empires is already the farthest place that humans can touch the foggy area, and it happens that it is not yet under the jurisdiction of the two empires

What Renn has to do now is to go there non-stop to hide from the limelight.

And just when Ymir's subordinates came to pick her up and leave the steam train.

In the luxurious room in the No. 1 carriage, the vice president of the Black Gold Chamber of Commerce, Canossa J. Cloefeller, seemed to have noticed something, and there was a hint of surprise in her beautiful eyes.

Under the light, curiosity appeared on that glamorous fox-like front face, and she groaned softly: "Hey, a master got in the car. It seems that the identity of the woman who sent the telegram is not simple."

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