The Mysterious World Under Steampunk

"It doesn't have any power, it's not a supernatural thing." Sylvia carefully observed the statue of the mutated guardian spirit, and then used her method to carefully inspect the statue's condition, and then came to a conclusion.

Leo also sensed the situation of the statue, and came to the same conclusion as Sylvia. He tried to turn on his spiritual vision carefully to stimulate the power of the real eye, and when his spiritual vision was injected into the real eye After gaining power, what you see is completely different from what you perceive.

"It's not that there is no power, but that the power is not in it," Leo looked at the scene in front of him, and told Sylvia what he saw: "It's in them."

Perhaps he was worried that Sylvia would not understand what he meant, so he held Sylvia's hand, and then used psionic skills to directly project an illusion on Sylvia's retina, and the illusion contained All that is shown is all that he sees.

I saw that although the statue of the mutated guardian spirit in front of them was just an ordinary stone statue, there was an unknown power attached to the statue that could not be perceived by ordinary perception methods, and this positional power was very weak, so weak that it was almost the same as The extraordinary power needed to create a flame is about the same. Anyone who has mastered extraordinary power, even if that person has just obtained extraordinary power, the power they possess is stronger than the unknown power in the statue.

However, this kind of unknown power that is so weak that it will dissipate at any time is the core of a great net of extraordinary power, and this big net covers the entire city. Most of the people in the city, whether they are soldiers or Hunters or farmers, they are all part of the big network, and they have more or less such unknown powers in their bodies, while those powerful transcendents who are close to the third-level psykers form branches similar to the nodes of the big network core.

Although the unknown power possessed by each of these people is not very strong, and even most of them can be called weak, but if these powers are gathered together, then the strength of this unknown power is estimated to be comparable to that of a fifth-level spirit. Capable, that is, one level lower than Sylvia's witch power.

Even in the unfathomable environment of the wasteland, an extraordinary existence of this strength can definitely be regarded as one of the top batch. Relying on this kind of power, as long as you don't encounter the large-scale mutation like Aodorine City Generally speaking, there would be no security issues with monster tides.

Moreover, there is not only one such existence. Judging from the situation, it seems that every gathering place and town established by the Huorong tribe has a similar existence. Such a powerful force will not be able to gain a foothold in the wasteland, even if they want to be in the wasteland and the south. It is not difficult for the holy mountain to occupy a place.

However, everything is impossible to be perfect without flaws, and the mutated guardian spirit of this city is no exception.

"It's a pity! If it could move, there might not be many forces in the entire wasteland that can defeat the Tinder tribe." Sylvia easily saw the biggest flaw of this mutant guardian spirit, and then continued: " Its power depends on the people of the Huorong tribe in the city, which is somewhat similar to the power of faith. As long as the people of the Huorong tribe suffer too many casualties, or they no longer believe in it, its power will definitely drop sharply. In addition, its weakness is too obvious Now, such a large statue is placed in the center of the city, and I am afraid that others will not know it. As long as a few special artillery are set up outside the city, a round of shelling will destroy this statue, and the extraordinary power of the entire city will disappear.”

When Sylvia said these words, she didn't deliberately lower her voice. She also used a tribal language commonly used in the wasteland. Everyone around the square could understand her words, so that everyone stopped. , and then stared at Sylvia with an unkind expression.

In other people's chassis, how to destroy them, anyone who hears this kind of thing will react in the same way, and how could Sylvia not know, she just hopes to have such a reaction.

So, soon a security officer in formal attire came out from a corner of the square, walked quickly to the two of them, and said unceremoniously: "You are not welcome here, please leave immediately, otherwise..."

"I want to meet your city lord, or the tribal leader of this gathering place." Sylvia said calmly, ignoring the other party's threat.

The sheriff instinctively wanted to reject Sylvia's request, but he swallowed the words again, because he could see that Sylvia and Leo were not simple, because both of them It's very clean, so clean that it's as if you're playing in a garden. On the other hand, even those who come here from the waterway look dusty and dusty. This contrast can be felt by at least a little careful person.

This sheriff is obviously not the kind of brainless person. After he noticed the abnormality in Sylvia and Leo, he didn't insist on driving them away, but motioned to them, and then He took the two of them to the reception room on the side street of the square, asked them to sit here for a while, and then left in a hurry, apparently looking for someone who could make a decision.

"What are you going to do?" After the sheriff left, Leo asked directly in French, ignoring the other Huvelvet people in the reception room.

Sylvia smiled and said, "It's very simple, just tell them the truth."

"Fact?" Leo hesitated.

Sylvia explained: "Someone is deliberately provoking a dispute between the Tinder Tribe and the Silver Moon Tribe."

Leo was also aware of Sylvia's thoughts, and said, "Do you want to follow the hands of the Huorong and Yinyue tribes to find out who is behind these things?"

Sylvia nodded and said, "It's impossible for us to stay here for a long time. We don't have so much time to investigate these things. It's better to leave it to the local forces to investigate. We just need to wait for the results."

Naturally, Leo would not object to Sylvia's proposal. Although he thought that even if the Tinder Tribe and Silver Moon Tribe believed Sylvia's statement and gave up the hatred they provoked, they might not be able to find anything useful , but as far as the current situation is concerned, this method is very appropriate.

Even if the two tribes find nothing, it doesn't matter, as long as the matter at hand is over, he and Sylvia will concentrate on investigating this matter. After all, this matter involves both the blood wizard Lawrence and the The life and death of Rupert Fitz is uncertain.

The two didn't wait for too long, and soon the sheriff led a middle-aged man in from the outside. The middle-aged man was dressed like an official from the Kingdom of America, and even had a ribbon representing honor. , except for his appearance, there is no connection with the natives of the wilderness tribe in any part of his body.

The middle-aged man was very satisfied with his attire, but the people from other tribes around seemed a little disgusted, and even some people got up and left the room after the middle-aged man arrived, as if the Chinese There is something strange about the young man, as if he will be infected if he stays for a long time.

The middle-aged man was obviously accustomed to the attitude of the people around him, and he also had a deep understanding of the city, and he didn't show any displeasure on his face.

After he entered the door, his gaze was just habitually scanning Leo and Sylvia to distinguish their origins based on experience, but when he saw Sylvia's appearance clearly, he couldn't help but froze. Now, it wasn't because Sylvia's beauty made him lose his composure, but because he recognized who Sylvia was.

"I didn't expect to see you here, Ms. Sylvia!" The middle-aged man quickly recovered from the shock, and saluted Sylvia very respectfully.

"You know me?" Sylvia also looked at the other party, but she was very strange to this middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man immediately explained: "I used to study in the New Porto area for a period of time, and in the spare time of my studies, I worked as a salesman in Dodd Group for a period of time. You once gave a speech in the department where I worked. Then I learned a lot from that speech, and it was that speech that made me decide to go back to the wilderness to start my own business, so now I think of you as a mentor, ma'am."

The middle-aged man's words were so affectionate that people could feel the sincerity in his words, but neither Leo nor Sylvia believed a word at all, but neither of them poked Instead of breaking the other party, he quietly watched the other party, waiting for the other party's follow-up performance.

However, the unresponsive behavior of Leo and Sylvia made the middle-aged man not know how to continue for a while, which seemed a bit embarrassing.

But soon he adjusted, and then showed a very standard smile, and asked: "Ma'am, are you here for the acquisition of bald heads? Your group has always purchased high-quality bald heads from us." Gen, the director of your group's office in Shengshan also expressed that he wants to open a fixed purchase point here, but I didn't expect your group to attach so much importance to this matter, so I want you to come here in person..."

"Wait!" After hearing the middle-aged man chattering a lot, Sylvia immediately interrupted the other party's words, and then said directly: "I came this time mainly to remind You high-level officials of Huorong tribe, be careful not to be framed."

"Been framed?" The middle-aged man was stunned when he heard the words, puzzled.

"Someone intends to provoke the Yinyue Tribe to discord with your Tinder Tribe." Sylvia seriously told the middle-aged man about what happened in Bear Bear Mountain and some of her and Leo's discoveries, but she concealed it a little. Something about blood witchcraft and Rupert Fitz.

At the beginning, the middle-aged man didn't care about what Sylvia said, even though Sylvia's identity meant that what she said was not a trivial matter, but the middle-aged man believed in the alliance between the Tinder Tribe and the Silver Moon Tribe, It's not something that can be done simply by framing them.

But as Sylvia mentioned some characteristics of the Silvermoon tribe warrior who was in charge of inspecting the scene, coupled with the attitude shown by the other party, the calm expression of the middle-aged man began to be stripped away, replaced by seriousness and worry, until After Sylvia finished talking, he didn't even recover from the news.

"Your words are true?" The middle-aged man immediately confirmed to Sylvia once again after regaining consciousness, and because he was a little flustered, he no longer used honorific terms for Sylvia. .

"Is it true? You can find out this kind of thing yourself." Sylvia responded flatly, and then said: "The number of white-headed roots that our group needs has increased a lot recently, and you have It is one of our main sources of goods, so I don't want to see you interfere with the production of white-headed roots because of other things, thus affecting our group."

The middle-aged man suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and said, "Please rest assured, no matter what happens, there will be no problem with your group's supply."

"I hope so, and I hope you can find out who is behind the scenes as soon as possible." Sylvia responded briefly, then gestured to Leo who was standing silently at the side, and the two hurried out of the sheriff's reception room Walked out and walked towards the pier.

The middle-aged man stayed in the reception room quietly for a while, as if he was thinking about what to do, then he walked out of the reception room quickly, and then asked the guard about the direction Leo and Sylvia left, and followed him towards Walk quickly to the Governor's Mansion in the center of the city.

On the other side, Leo and Sylvia soon came near the pier and asked the porter at the pier which ship was a passenger ship that could carry passengers.

Sobanth's wharf was built very neatly and completely in accordance with the specifications of the regular wharf. The docks extended outward one by one, full of various ships, and the warehouses of the wharf also piled up goods from all over the world. Workers and merchants passed between warehouses and ships, and in terms of prosperity alone, it was as good as any inland dock in the civilized world.

However, it is clear that Huorong Tribe has only learned how to build the dock, but not how to manage it. Although the whole dock is busy, it is extremely chaotic. Everyone is shouting, stretching their necks, looking for their own men or The buyers of their own goods, and the managers of the docks turned a blind eye to everything in front of them, just walking back and forth on the docks to stop some disputes.

As for the docking of ships, it was also completely chaotic. Passenger ships and cargo ships docked at each other, and there were even more than a dozen ships parked in a pile. People on board had to walk past other ships before they could go ashore.

All in all, in this chaotic situation, even Sylvia couldn't find a suitable passenger ship to take, and could only hope that the porters working on the dock could provide some useful guidance.

Under the lure of profit, the porter at the dock quickly found the passenger ship that Leo and Sylvia needed among a large number of ships of similar styles, and brought them to the passenger ship.