Realm of Power

When I woke up, it was already noon, the sun was filling the sky outside the window, the room was quiet, and the fat man was the only one left on the big bed.

Or maybe he really was influenced by the teachings of yesterday's sky. Fatty felt that this was the most relaxing and comfortable morning in recent times. There were no wars, conspiracies, bloodshed, conflicts, people's hearts and other troubles. There was only this pure thing like countless The bright sunshine, and the laughter of the maid of the Muyak tribe outside the window, as clear and fresh as a bird,

"Your Majesty, are you up?" came Muya Kedir's somewhat thick voice. The door opened a little, and as the sunlight drifted in, there was also a very touching voice saying, "No, I haven't woken up yet. "The fat man recognized the voice of Ai Xi, a noble girl from Muyake.

In the past two days, this stubborn woman has been taking charge of her daily life on the grounds that she lost the bet. The fat man muttered, "Little girl, don't come in yet!"

Ai Xi shouted happily, "Oh! So I was pretending to sleep." The pretty figure closed the door, jumped on the bed, ignored everything and got into the fat man's arms, and said softly, "You know? Just now the patriarch has read out the prophet's holy message." "Your Majesty, the centuries-old curse on our family has finally been lifted, and we no longer have to stick here. Now everyone is grateful to Your Majesty from the bottom of their hearts."

"The prophet's oracle... do you really believe this kind of thing!" The fat man gently brushed Ai Xi's waterfall-like hair with his hand, and said with some annoyance and fun, "This is all caused by your team leader Muyakdir." The gimmick, the altar of Red Earth City collapsed, if you can't find a suitable With a reasonable explanation, the life of the clan leader Muyakdir was very difficult. Taking advantage of this opportunity of sharing life and death, he made a request for a new resettlement land from me. I had already agreed to transfer the previously sparsely populated area. The Port of Moro area is regarded as the new migration place of the Muyak people.

"Are you satisfied with this arrangement?" The fat man held Ai Xi's fair and charming chin with his fingers, and looked at those seductive, flame-like eyes that could ignite the conquest of all men.

Having experienced the critical situation of life and death, Fatty was unwilling to continue to reject this wild and straightforward woman. She was as beautiful as her fragrance, but he was not a saint to begin with. Why should it be so embarrassing? Moreover, this woman has a strong personality. Who knows if continuing to refuse will cause any unnecessary consequences. Time is like a shadow, and human life is so fragile and bright and beautiful.

The future can never be predicted. There is nothing wrong with enjoying the present moment properly

"Are you telling the truth?" A trace of astonishment flashed across Ai Xi's fair and wild pretty face, her shoulders trembled slightly, her red lips slightly opened, revealing a row of white teeth, and she placed her hand on her chest, which was breathing rapidly. .Obviously my heart is fluctuating violently.

"What? But it's hard to leave your homeland?"

The fat man thought she was feeling sad because the oracle was false, and the sneer at the corner of his mouth froze, "If you want to go to other places, I can also arrange it, North of Salander, Vikia, Nord. Rui Erdian, even the northern grasslands, as long as Whatever you ask, I can arrange it. In any case, a new collapse may occur in Red Earth City at any time. This situation is also caused by me, so I will naturally take on this responsibility!" Fatty said with relief, "And I will too! Have such strength”

"Of course it's not good!"

Seeing the serious look on the fat man's face, the girl from the Muyak tribe who had a forlorn expression just now suddenly laughed, almost breathless, and showed a charming smile, "How is that possible? That's Moro! The largest in the south of Salander A fishing ground, a place where you never have to worry about food, for us Muya who have been trapped in the wilderness for hundreds of years For Muyak people, is there any better paradise than Moro? It was once the lifelong wish of countless Muyak people to get out of this red soil area and see the real ocean in their lifetime. If it weren’t for me now, If you are very sleepy, you will definitely tell everyone you meet!" Ai Xi raised her pretty face, with a beautiful luster in her eyes.

"Okay, so you dare to lie to me!" The fat man felt the beauty in his arms completely let go, and couldn't help laughing, "It turns out that the most beautiful girl in our Muyak tribe, Ai Xi, actually has the habit of sleeping during the day."

Ai Xi's pretty face turned red, and she suddenly whispered, "I hate you!"

The fat man was surprised and said, "Hate me?"

Ai Xi punched the fat man's chest with a weak fist, and shouted repeatedly, "I hate you! I hate you! I hate you!" The fat man was at a loss in his heart, and couldn't help shouting, "Be careful, I haven't put on the armor yet." "

Ai Xi pouted and said, "Put on the armor, only the devil will beat you."

The fat man stroked her long hair, which was soft and dazzling than silk, and asked curiously, "Tell me, what do you hate about me?"

Ai Xi's beautiful face flushed, and she said: "I hate that you made me have to lie in front of everyone, and more than once!"

"Why?" The fat man was very curious. He held up the beautiful face of Ai Xi with his hands, which was almost buried in his chest, and said seriously, "Tell me, who forced you to lie? Say it, if it is a rude provocation and Slander, I will definitely make him regret why he was born."

As soon as these words came out, Ai Xi's face turned as red as drops of blood. She buried her face in the fat man's chest. She struggled and hesitated for a while, then suddenly raised a pair of clear eyes like stars, stared at the fat man and said fiercely, " After that night's competition, the entire Muyak tribe knew that I was yours, but whenever someone asked about you, I had to tell you. The lies I told in the past two days were better than those of Ai Xi sixteen years ago. It’s twice as much as he said.”

A trace of astonishment flashed across the fat man's face, "Why?"

Ai Xi rolled her eyes at him charmingly, and then said with an arrogant expression, "Should I tell them that you neither kissed me nor hugged me that night, and even let someone blow the cold wind outside the tent in the middle of the night?" If this spreads out, will I, the most beautiful woman in the Muyak tribe, still have any dignity?"

The fat man looked embarrassed and laughed dumbly. This was actually the case.

"Ugh!" The door opened again. The old bastard Muyakdir poked his head in, completely ignoring the gorgeous scene in the room, and said excitedly, "Those things have been brought out. Your Majesty, don't you go and take a look?"

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"Your Majesty!" Reposti, who was in charge of the command at the scene, quickly saluted the fat man who came over.

"How's the situation?" The fat man glanced over, revealing a hint of astonishment. The things in Muyakdir's mouth were placed side by side on the wide plain not far from the collapsed gap of the altar. Thousands of Muyak men were struggling. He used a thick wooden frame to fish up pieces of black heavy objects from the gap.

Neat shouts came one after another. Next to the heavy object that had been lifted, the Muyak women with their heads wrapped in bandanas carefully used a simple wooden brush to clean off the century-old dirt on the surface of the black heavy object.

On the east side of Guangping, more Muyake people were surrounding the giant steam engine that was first brought out and used to lift the temple gate, pointing and making bursts of exclamations.

The whole scene was in full swing, and from time to time you could hear the crowd of onlookers exclaiming, "Oh my god, this is the sacred object that our clan has been guarding for hundreds of years! It's so scary, what kind of monsters are these!" And the shocking sound. But what attracted Fatty's attention the most was not the unexpected steam engine.

It was a metal platform of the same width that had just been lifted out with hundreds of manpower. It was about 4 or 5 meters long. It looked like a metal platform with a high roof. The fat man's eyes suddenly lit up. This was unique and strange. The shape reminded him of something,

"Quickly, clean that up!" The fat man walked towards the metal platform that had just been put down impatiently. Soon, with the efforts of a group of Muyak women, the waste soil and dust accumulated over hundreds of years followed the wooden platform. It brushed and scattered on the ground. After cleaning it, the shiny body inside was revealed.

"It's incredible! Is this really iron?" Muyakedi's eyes were sparkling, and his fingers carefully touched the edge of the metal table. The cold texture of metal came from the fingertips, proving that Muyakodi How ridiculous your guess is,

"I have never seen such iron before!" Riposti next to him took a deep breath and made an unbelievable voice,

Even if he didn't understand what it was, he could still see how extraordinary this thing was. This weird metal stand looked the same as ordinary iron in terms of texture, but after hundreds of years, its smooth surface still didn't look the same. The slightest trace of rust completely combines the identity of the so-called "holy object"

"It's really surprising, this is stainless steel! A metal that will never rust!"

The fat man licked his mouth and said proudly, "This is a machine that is completely beyond the current era. This stainless steel platform that seems to be spliced ​​together with parts, with large and small parts arranged on it, all proves that this metal Taizi’s true identity,

A primitive but very practical textile machine. The fat man could only laugh and giggle. He was really making a lot of money. A giant steam engine that was intact and functioning normally, a textile machine with epoch-making significance.

The unearthing of these things made Fatty vaguely feel that the atmosphere of industrial civilization was not far away from him.

Prophet Ferran is indeed a genius in mechanics. Although the craftsmanship of this machine is still very crude, it is enough to make Fatty feel the powerful productivity of industrial civilization like an assembly line. The initial driving force of the industrial revolution was the textile machine, which was simple and efficient. production of cloth,

It seems simple and useless, but it has led the pulse of civilization throughout the era, making industrial civilization truly a force that changes the world. With steam engines and textile machines, Fatty can imagine that as such technology is cracked, the productivity of the empire will Go to a higher level,

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