Dawn has just appeared on the sky, and the steam zone of Lica City has begun a new day of business with roaring sounds. However, Nick seemed a little irritable and listless in the early morning when he was supposed to be in a happy mood. Yesterday, the sister of the new city lord actually came to see him in person.
, requesting to take an airship to Northerridan Mountain Steam City. This request kept him from sleeping well all night. If it were before, he would definitely not let go of this opportunity to show his goodwill to the new city lord, but now he faces
A big trouble
, because of the melee that broke out in Lika City not long ago, the Northerridan Technicians Association just picked up several senior engineering technicians, and now he is the only senior technician left in the city. If he drives the airship and leaves again, then what will happen to this person?
If there is some kind of large-scale mechanical failure, other dwarves may not be able to handle it. Except for Nick, the other dwarves in Lica City have a little lack of driving experience in war-torn areas. Let them drive airships into the conflict area.
Just to die.
But there is an even bigger trouble: that damn goblin Marin is hiding in his house now! Nick unscrewed the gear-type safe door with force and kicked open the door of the closed safe at home. Inside, there was a man covered in bandages.
The goblin was sleeping with an oxygen bottle. After being awakened by the sound of the door being kicked, he got up in a panic and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Nick coming in.
"The fresh air in the morning... I haven't breathed this kind of fresh air for a long time..." Goblin Marin sighed incomprehensibly. It was pure luck that he survived. That terrifying undead female mage
As soon as the giant bone spur rose from the ground, he pressed the safety switch of the cab in time and fell into the rescue capsule from the escape window opened under the seat.
, then the huge white bone spur narrowly missed him and penetrated the entire cab. Fortunately, the undead female mage didn't know much about the structure of the harvester, otherwise he would have died if he had casually entered the rescue cabin.
He couldn't die anymore. Even so, after the giant bone spurs pinned the harvester to the spot, Marin still had many bones broken by the inertia.
"I told you not to work hard for Algernon! But the shiny gold coins blocked your ears and prevented you from listening to anything..." Nick pulled Marin's bandage and noticed the goblin's expression.
There wasn't much change, so he started to take off the bandages: "The fracture has healed, Marin, now I have a big problem. I remember that you have a lot of experience in driving steam airships?"
"That's right, old friend, I have very, very rich driving experience, enough to go shopping in the land of strife! Do you want to give me a new job?" Goblin Marin asked expectantly, and then he added:
"Of course, as an experienced driver, I have certain requirements for salary. Old friend, you know that I just went bankrupt and my harvester worth thousands of gold coins has been destroyed..." At this point, the goblin said
I couldn't help but scream and cry loudly.
Nick hit Marin's head hard with a wrench to stop the goblin's howling, and then continued: "It just so happens that I have a new job here. Help me pilot the airship and bring the new city lord's sister, Ms. Glenlenya, back to the city.
Mr. Emma who killed Algernon and the two necromancers were sent to the Steam City of Northerridan Mountain."
When the goblin Marin heard this, he looked at Nick stiffly. He desperately hugged the dwarf technician's legs and cried in a louder voice: "No... no... no... old friend, you
You must be joking! This is going to kill me! Those two necromancers...those elves...no, that Amarr..."
"You think people will care about a little person like you!" Nick interrupted the goblin with a sneer, raised a little finger and continued, "You are just an insignificant little person, Marlin, if those big shots want you
To save your life, you only need to check the remains of the harvester. But they are not willing to waste time at all, and they are completely dismissive of whether you are dead or alive."
"Of course I understand." Goblin Marin muttered, "But they shouldn't mind killing me casually after seeing me. That harvester is mine, and many people in this city know it."
"So you have to show your worth and win the understanding of the big shots. Marin, you can only do this!" Nick ripped off the goblin's bandage and said expressionlessly: "I tell you the truth, now I can't live without you.
This way! And Ms. Glalenya is about to set off. I will throw you in front of them. If they are not satisfied with you, I will drive it myself. Then you can show yourself."
"You are so cruel...old friend...you just throw a defenseless sheep into the pride of lions?" Marin howled and begged, "Nick! You can't do this! I will
Torn to pieces..."
"If I were you, old man, I should be thinking about how to best demonstrate my driving ability now, instead of rolling around on the ground." Nick said indifferently, and then kicked the goblin out of the insurance door.
outside.
Herath looked at the dwarfs busy around in the morning light with interest, as well as some goblins among them. Since these two races have a considerable degree of research on engineering technology, they often hire each other. Those engineering technology products and
Although his vision seems to be very backward, as a steam civilization, it is already very developed. It is impossible for such a developed steam civilization to appear in the process of human technological civilization in the federal universe, because steam civilization has not yet developed to this level.
At present, we have already entered the electrical age, and all steam technologies have been eliminated.
Since the universe where Anfalon's plane is located is quite different from the universe where the Federation is located, and the composition of the universe is not exactly the same, the process of civilization cannot be the same. In the universe where Anfalon is located, to enter the electrical age, one must control magic.
Energy, and the races that can control magic energy have all chosen the path of magic civilization without exception, disdainful of natural electricity. The inertia of this civilization has undoubtedly greatly restricted the development of science and technology in the magic universe. As a group of people who have difficulty in mastering the extraordinary, the dwarves
It is very difficult for a weak race with strong strength to achieve this level.
But the steam civilization of the gnomes is not a pure technological civilization. Although they do not know magic, they live in a magical world, and various technological products will use magic resources to a greater or lesser extent. Many enchanting materials and magic devices in the gnome projects come from
For humans, elves and other races that have a deep understanding of magic, this determines that if they want to develop, they must communicate with the world's mainstream civilizations.
"They were really born in the wrong place. If they were in the Federation's universe, this intelligent race would shine their true light." Herath looked at the precision instruments and engineering parts that were almost impossible to exist in the steam age, and felt in his heart.
I sighed sincerely. In this endless place in the magical universe,
Apart from him, there is probably no other person in the world who knows what kind of glorious peak technological civilization can reach. It is a brilliance that even the Pillars of the Void can't imagine, calculation and analysis capabilities that even the plane gods can't match, and
The ultimate destructive power attached to technology...
"If there is a chance, I wouldn't mind letting the residents of the magical universe see that kind of power..." Heras casually held the metal staff in his hand and thought in a wicked way.
After waiting for a while, they saw Nick walking over in a hurry. The dwarf senior technician was followed by two steam spider maintenance machines. One of the maintenance machines had a sad-faced goblin firmly clamped on its maintenance robot arm.
"Dear guests, please allow me to introduce this experienced airship pilot." Nick waved his hand to signal the maintenance machine to put the goblin down, and continued: "He is a high-level construction machinery registered by the Northerridan Technicians Association.
Controller, Marin."
Although the title of mechanical operator is far less valuable than that of engineering technicians. After all, those who can use it are definitely not as good as those who can manufacture it. However, it is undoubtedly the most appropriate for professional operators to operate engineering equipment.
"Because he was employed by the gangster some time ago, he drove the harvester and made some moves against you. Of course, this was just an unintentional mistake. I hope you can forgive me..." Nick saw no reaction from everyone,
Then added.
"This stupid goblin is very lucky." Edwin said lightly after hearing this. Marin was employed by Algernon, so she naturally recognized him, but the undead female mage had no intention of killing him, and Glarenya didn't.
Knowing who this goblin is, naturally he won't express any opinions.
After Marin was thrown to the ground, he kept trembling and covering his big head. Seeing that the big shots didn't kill him casually, the goblin opened his eyes and glanced up carefully, and he breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that he was indeed
He's a bit pretentious, and people didn't take him seriously at all...
Immediately, Marin felt that vitality had returned to his body. He bounced up energetically and said enthusiastically: "Nick is right, everyone, the land of strife is like my back garden. Even without the navigation system, I
You can come and go as you please!”
Glenlenya frowned slightly as he listened to this obviously far-fetched boast. Nick immediately noticed his employer's displeasure. He quickly explained: "Marin's experience is indeed rich, even from Northerridan City."
Even if there are omissions and contradictions in the war information coming in, he can make correct judgments based on his own experience."
"It's him." Herath had no objection to this. The giant harvester's flexible movements left some impression on him. This kind of combat machinery should be much more difficult to operate than an airship.
"As you can see, distinguished sir, I am a senior construction machinery operator, officially registered! So the hiring fee is...Oh! Nick!" Goblin Marin hadn't finished asking for a price.
, the dwarf hit his head with a wrench.
Nick looked at this damn goblin ridiculously. This was simply a model of wanting money over life... He was about to say something to make up for it, when the Amarr took out twenty gold coins and threw them in front of the goblin.
He said calmly: "This is just a deposit, but if you fail to satisfy us..."
"My driving skills will definitely satisfy you, sir!" Before Heras could finish speaking, Marin put away the gold coins at lightning speed and took the lead towards the airship terrace.
Nick the dwarf looked at the Amarr in surprise. The scholar's behavior surprised him, and then he solemnly told him: "Dear Amarr guest, although you come from an ancient and developed powerful country, you are from the Land of Disputes.
The residents didn't even fear the Elf Empire that was right in front of them, and they didn't even care about the distant Amarr. The Northeridan Ring
Although Yamaguchi City is relatively stable, it is in a land of conflict after all. There is no such thing as crime in that city. If you have a good relationship with the Artisan Association, you will not be punished no matter what you do. On the contrary, if you have a good relationship with the Artisan Association, you will not be punished.
If it's worse, the association can punish anyone at will, so I hope you can exercise restraint there."
"Thank you for the reminder, Nick." Heras thanked him non-committally. Of course he would not ask for trouble, but if trouble comes, he must carefully weigh whether he should exercise restraint...