Chapter 458 Light Chapter 488A1: Engineering

Author: Afternoon is a demon

Chapter 458 Light Chapter 48.8-A1: Engineering

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Your attitude was very clear and you said without hesitation: Very good.

"I wish you great success!" Little Kyle took the lead in raising the glass, even though his face was swollen like a pig's head. The sumptuous lunch was spent in extreme harmony and harmony. Everyone talked, laughed, fought and made trouble. This kind of social banquet was full of strong emotions.

It's not often that everyone is your own person, and your last doubts are gone.

The so-called concern is that this plan is based on replacing the Big Five, but there is a fatal essential difference between you and the Big Five.

Although they are all companions, the five giants have endured life and death together since they were little bastards. Although you are also on the same side of life and death, in fact, the time you spend together is very short. The basis of friendship is very different. Of course, you should worry too much.

Yes. Standing is the most important thing.

You can no longer be promoted to a higher nobility. There is no other route except subversion, and such a great cause cannot be achieved by itself.

after meal,

Following Hathaway, you inspected the construction of the railway tracks. It was impossible to go through the entire journey, so you selected five iconic sections.

rail,

train,

These are things that no one has ever seen before, and until the day before yesterday, they only existed in the minds of steampunk scholars. They were hyped to the sky, but few were optimistic about it - in fact, except for you and little Kyle, everyone thought it could only be limited to

The heavy transport of rails is waste.

Does Hathaway know anything about it? Not at all. She just blindly trusts your decision-making and Kyle's sharp investment vision. The corners of her mouth have always maintained an unconscious disdain angle since she saw the first railroad track.

A good secretary won't talk too much.

"Look, President, all our funds are hanging there!"

Hathaway said this while pointing to the locomotive that was half a meter above the ground. Really, really, the huge steel car was hung on the "7" shaped iron beam, like a death sentence.

Let’s not talk about morale. Anyway, as long as you have money, the workers are working hard. This has solved many unemployment problems in Labyrinth Town and Wuxiang Bay. The council is very happy. Of course, just having workers is not enough. Home.

The mage rented out the golem and was responsible for erecting the rails of Chitilati Water Production one by one; the dwarves were responsible for the more delicate parts of rail installation; the ancient silver dragon was responsible for transporting the rails and distributing them to various road sections.

When Hathaway raised her head and saw a frightening silver dragon passing over her head, a new emoticon was born.

"Why...why would she help run errands?" Hathaway caught the person in charge of a road section and asked the silver dragon why he helped. You must know that all dragon species are essentially lazy reptiles. If dragons were diligent, the world would have been destroyed long ago.

They conquered.

Coincidentally, the foreman had just finished inquiring.

"The young man at Yinlong's house also participated in this project and wanted to earn some money because the salary was good. The young man got up to his waist. So the dragon canceled the human form and took over his friend's work over the quota..." the foreman said as he spoke.

Scratching his head, "How come my ancestors didn't have any good deeds, but they also knew a dragon..."

According to the foreman, it is expected that the railway connecting the labyrinth town and the ancient city will be built next to the existing commercial road. The terrain is ideal and it will be completed and put into trial operation tomorrow.

Hathaway squirted out the water.

"Why so fast?"

"The materials are all complete and have been transported. We only have a few sections left to construct at the same time. Construction actually means nailing the erected iron beams firmly."

"Working overtime at night? Can you see clearly? Isn't night construction in the wild dangerous?"

"I heard that after dark, Master Shanting will lead a large number of skeletons to take over the simple and heavy work... Anyway, I won't come at night, no matter how much money I pay."

As soon as she heard Shan Ting's name, Hathaway immediately shut up, as if that was the case. So, you couldn't help but ask her, what do you think of the previous presidents?

"My man." Hathaway pointed at you, "Maybe I should say "our man." As a leader, you are an unparalleled genius. As a human being, you are a treasure in the world. As a man, if I am suffocated because of

And I won’t let you go even if I’m a ghost.”

"If people are divided into three levels: mortal, saint, and god, Master Shanting is the second type. She is otherworldly, noble and pure, and she does not regard herself as a god, but bringing angels into the harem is different from thinking about her own daughter. I don't care.

Have you actually touched it?"

"Little Kyle..." Hathaway was silent for half a minute, "It was an injustice to live and a ridiculous death. If I had his talent but ended up like this, I would have plunged into the cesspool long ago."

Then,

Gone,

She finished.

When you ask what you think of the first generation, Hathaway's smile freezes slightly.

"To be honest, I only remember the endless education in the aristocratic life of the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia. I only remember that if you study well, you will be rewarded with seafood. My father is very strict. The nobles of the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia especially like to scatter money to the separated families.

Let the children of the separated family become useless people, but treat your own children like ghosts...Linda is my lifelong guardian and is not in the ranks of corruption."

"So if we talk about my roots, it is actually the first generation. Whether it was because of the engagement or the escape, my whole life was actually entrusted to the first generation. He and my sister-in-law were also very good to me and gave me the meaning to continue living.

."

"If you ask me how I view the first generation, that is the origin of everything for me. It is actually no exaggeration to say "everything". When I was still in my mother's womb, my father betrothed me to the first generation, and the first generation did not take it seriously at all.

Just like that...hahaha...he smiled happily. Don't be jealous, he has been with his sister-in-law for a long time, and I had never seen him before I left Saudi Arabia. He looked down on me, a little girl under ten years old.

, I am an orphan whose family is broken up and I don’t have the energy to think about what love is.”

Hathaway stretched out her little hand and pushed the vertical rail. It was quite firm.

I don't know why the train needs to be hoisted.

"It's liver."

"The ancient city is the liver of the kingdom, gathering toxins and transporting talents. Ten years ago, slaves were bought and sold on an astonishing scale, but now they still buy and sell talents in a different way. The short time you spend in the ancient city can only give you a glimpse of the whole thing. Biyun City

It’s religion, Wuxiang Bay is the economy, and the ancient city is the talent. All the past presidents came to the ancient city after careful consideration. They all had their own ambitions at the beginning, although in the end they all became drowned trendsetters.”

Hathaway pointed to the railway track and said: "That's why little Kyle built the first railway track in the ancient city instead of his own territory, because he knew very well how important the ancient city was strategically."

This section of the road is the least difficult to build, and it is along a flat commercial road, making it a good start.

I didn't see the steam locomotive, it was still working in the town.

There was some noise not far away, a lot of people gathered, and work had stopped. Out of curiosity, you walked over and found that a thief had been caught.

It took six ancient city market guards to catch him.

"You are discriminating against demi-humans! You are a serious offender of the kingdom's laws!" The thief kept shouting, because he was a halfling, and at first glance he thought he was a little boy.

Hathaway went to inquire and then reported:

This halfling came from the disaster area in the northwest and was starving, so he infiltrated the construction team and pretended to move the rails but actually stole them. If the guard hadn't just planned to find trouble and bully the demihuman race, there would be no way he would have discovered that eleven rails had been secretly transported.

He arrived in the bushes about a kilometer away and committed the crime alone. He ran very fast and his strength was exaggerated.

Caught means caught,

Punishment has become a difficult matter.

This business road has always been in charge of the ancient city market guards. Guards are, to put it bluntly, more formal mercenaries. Everyone has the right to attack convicted criminals or current criminals, but only guards can convict suspects. As I said just now, half-length thieves are motivated by racial discrimination.

He was caught looking for trouble instead of being caught stealing on the spot. The eleven railroad tracks were accidentally discovered while searching for his companions, but there was no trace of other accomplices. The evidence was unclear and he was a suspect.

Exactly which guard team should be escorted is a headache.

The business road is a maze, the ancient city is a joint venture, and the guard is the ancient city, but the road section is near the maze town. The ancient city should be escorted under personal jurisdiction. After all, the northwest is already a disaster area, but the maze town should be escorted under territorial jurisdiction.

Whether to pledge or not has become a very vexing question for everyone.

Because the incident was caused by racial discrimination, the half-length thief was driven into panic and would definitely bite the guard to death and go into the water together. Racial discrimination would always be trivialized in the ancient city, but in the maze town, it was taken very seriously, and the lord's auxiliary lady often personally reviewed it.

Discrimination cases can cause serious problems.

Even if he is really escorted, it will be very troublesome whether he will be sentenced or not.

Such strong halflings are very rare. They may be enthusiastically attracted by the powerful to become diners. Then the guards will inevitably be retaliated. If they are really executed, this is not a case that can be solved by stealing a piece of bread and cutting off a finger. Several tons of iron can be used.

Sentenced to exile, repeat offenders need to be escorted back to the northwest for public display. The problem is that the northwest has long been in chaos.

You came,

The problem is all solved - the territorial lord is superior to any of the above situations and can be convicted and taken back to Maze Town for execution.

what would you do?

A, heavy punishment and exile

B. Imprisoned for five days

C, I don’t want to take care of it (I guess I just want to chop it off)

D, acquitted due to lack of evidence

E. Introduce a job in the territory

F, stay under your command (peripheral member)
Chapter completed!