The sin of wearing a crown

Woo! !

The long sound of the whistle is like the long and contented sound of a narwhal in the sea. The white steam rising into the sky symbolizes the way in which energy can be controlled and released by humans after conversion. The overall appearance of the rocket head is beyond the times. The magic power train at the station seems to be showing off the financial and material resources that can create such a steel monster.

This gold-swallowing behemoth lay on the rails, and when it slowly and smoothly drove into the station, it seemed to have some strange trembling characteristics of a living thing, which shocked the lives nearby and naturally felt the power of the spiritual machine endowed with it.

Tireless, no need to eat, infinite strength.

When machinery first appeared in the steam age, it was once rumored to be an indescribable man-eating monster. Of course, there were many contributions from craftsmen. They generally believed that such a machine that did not require manpower could be like this. Rapid production must have devoured people's souls and flesh, and achieved the so-called sacrifice. Only then can items be produced so quickly.

Um……

From a certain perspective, this is true.

After all, most of the industrial countries in the continent today are basically using the sweatshop method. It is thanks to the extraordinary people who have dispelled superstitious rumors.

Because extraordinary people need industrial products, they have to educate the untouchables and fools, clarifying that mechanical production and sacrifice are completely different things, so as to prevent the workers who go in to sell blood from forming a curse or attracting astral monsters due to the collective space effect. The natural spiritual aggregation of human groups can certainly form a barrier, but if there is a local gathering of negative emotions, the barrier will be in vain. In the primitive era, many human settlements were destroyed due to natural and man-made disasters, often for this reason.

The job of the [Suppression Bureau] is not just to hunt down cultists who endanger the secular world.

You must also remain sensitive to changes in the astral environment.

Only by ensuring that you are sensitive to everything can you be able to work competently in an unpredictable and complex environment. However, this is a bit difficult. No one can remain sensitive forever. Even demigods will eventually fall silent in the concept of cold and heat.

There were many people waiting to greet me at the station.

After all, this is a money-burning train that only the upper class can afford. Now that it is back, these rich people's attendants must have taken the time to prepare to welcome the people who are being served after a long journey. The staff at the station were also 120% alert and ready to serve this precious train.

This golden signboard of [Steam City] also needs careful care, cleaning and maintenance. If something goes wrong, the nobles can peel off the skin of these servants who don't work hard. In the past, it was done in a physical sense, but after entering the industrialized society, it is not easy to kill a low-class person in all kinds of ways to keep a good reputation.

The flower girl is eagerly waiting to be appreciated by some rich man. Taking care of himself as cleanly as possible, the handsome attendant tried his best to look like a gentleman. And I don't know where I stole a formal dress, trying my best to avoid the scene that makes me cash-strapped, looking forward to a sudden love.

Under the first snow, the coldness inside the platform and the gush of steam created a magical scene that was almost a mixture of two extreme tones of cold and warm.

The gas lamp here looks very warm.

But the air can never be warmed because it is too cold. It is not only cold on the skin, but also deep into the bone marrow. This is the coldness of the [Steam City], and this coldness follows the gears. The bite, the clinic of the transmission, the roar of steam, are only getting colder.

When the white lights of the magic train suddenly came on after entering the station, the coldness seemed to be dissipated and replaced by an atmosphere of eagerness and hospitality.

Those dreamy eyes seemed to be able to turn the snowflakes in the air into boiling heat like a steam boiler.

"Tsk, once this train runs, I'm afraid the city government's purse will be rattling." Bill put his hands in his windbreaker. The squinty-eyed gentleman with a casual smile on his face was glowing with mystery in the bright light. , a different light seemed to flash in the air.

"Aren't several people from families and businessmen taking over the responsibility for maintaining this car?" Yevni on the side asked puzzledly. She raised her hand, and her sharp blue eyes seemed to pierce through the water vapor and smoke, and saw this steel giant full of energy. Mechanically beautiful body.

So spectacular and gorgeous.

As Forge believers, both Bill and Evene followed the path of mechanical Protestantism. For these extremely pragmatic new-school personnel, this kind of mechanical creation not only represented power, but also represented technology. Whether it is loading external weapons or transforming itself, it is inseparable from the things contained in this train.

"Well, you should wait until you have time to ask Lin about this question."

Facing the female knight's doubts, Bill was vague and gave up explaining. After all, he felt that he might accidentally offend a lot of people when he had to explain to Eveni here the issues of civil servants' benefits and extra money. The general situation is that if Linn is around, Bill is more willing to leave Yevni to him to solve. Mr. Bill is actually quite curious about when Lin En plans to marry Evene.

This is the hot news in [Lamp Holder] recently.

Many people predict that it will happen in one or two years.

Bill has a different opinion on this. If Lynn's plan for the lower city is successful, it may not take two years. Of course, it depends on the face of Count Amis. If the plan fails, it will not be a two-year thing. After all, the Campbell family is a prominent family.

According to Bill's understanding of the upper class.

The Countess should not deliberately use Karin in such a matter. After all, the identity of their lover is semi-public, but it also depends on Lynn's own ability. In general, the risk of relying solely on face to make a living is still quite large. The strongest should be like Lynn, who eats soft rice and is capable and can show his strength.

To be honest, Mr. Squinty is still quite curious about how Lynn persuaded the Countess to let her spend so much money in the lower city.

Puzzled, Bill can only think that Lynn has given Lord Amis a drug.

"He's in carriage 1. Hey, Bill, take your clothes. I think I saw Lin En!" Ye Funi tiptoed slightly and stretched her head unconsciously. She quickly caught Lin En's obvious platinum-colored head in the crowd. This was a color she would never mistake. Lin En, who just got off the train, had emerald eyes facing those expectant and happy sea blue eyes. He couldn't help but feel like he was warming up by the fire, bringing some warmth to the station.