Arad's unruly savior

Tana stepped hard on the hardened road surface below in her short boots. The foggy weather has always been rainy and watery, and the steel that symbolizes immortal power will be covered with layers of rust after a while, so a layer of special covering material was used when paving the road.

Wulan is the proudest and most shining pearl of the second golden age of the gods. With the hermit Kelton as the leader, the gods gathered all the outstanding scholars of the time and raised this miracle city that shines like the sun to the sky.

"How lucky I am to be stepped on by the beautiful lady of the dragon clan." Sugarcane hugged Tana's slender and straight legs and slurped it happily. The taste was delicate and smooth.

"I'll step on you when I get home tonight." Tana rolled her eyes at him and smiled coquettishly, "How do you want me to step on you? With my feet, or..."

Tana deliberately licked her rosy and delicate lips. This small action was so charming that it captured the soul. Suddenly, she said with a serious expression:

"We have investigated. When the disaster of Cloudless Night struck, Wulan lost its power source and nearly crashed into the empty sea with millions of people. Later, Wulan gained a second five-action power system."

Tana discussed this near-tragedy with everyone in the family group, and Michelle commented that it was another lesson in "common sense being harmful."

For example, in their Seventh Heavenly Empire, before the Apostle Antun suddenly descended on the Eaton Industrial Zone, no one had ever thought that the imperial capital of Ghent would one day be in the embarrassing situation of having no electricity.

So when the Seventh Empire destroyed Kallet, it urgently needed to launch an energy revolution in the general direction of national development and find a second set of backup energy besides "electricity".

Now Wulan is also harmed by "common sense". He relies on the ubiquitous fog in his life. Then he suffered a huge loss on a cloudless night, almost causing an entire city and millions of people to fall into the abyss of death, which scared the three hermits.

The "Source Core", the highest core that drives the fog and mist to float in the sky for hundreds of years, is said to be the painstaking creation of Kelton and contains a very complex and high-level fog knowledge.

Only a handful of people in Wulan City can access the source core, including the city lord, the leader of the Gear Workshop and the Beast Fang Judgment. They each hold a mechanical key made of special materials that can open a part of the source core area.

When the three keys are completely combined into one, the source core will appear in its entirety and gain complete control over the mist.

The genius girl Alusha from the Blue Eagle Pirates and Qingyan's candy Taishiti, their scholar organization "Clockwork House" is a new force established in recent decades, and they are not qualified to master the source core key.

Tana threw the remaining garbage after eating the ice cream into the trash can beside the road, frowned, and said, "I think the risk is too great. I don't understand Kelton's original idea. Why should people live in this city?"

The real purpose of the fog and mist is to seal the place where monsters wreak havoc at a specific angle and completely block the last ray of sunlight shining on the monsters, so the original purpose of building this city was not for people to live in.

Now Wulan has a permanent population of millions, and airships take off and land at the port every moment. It has become a very prestigious trade capital and promised city in the God Realm.

Once problems arise in this city, it will be the tragedy of the divine world.

"That makes sense, but the development of some things is beyond the control of personal will." Ye Lin thought for a moment and guessed the reason.

The first thing to be affected is the huge price paid for the development of the foggy mechanical civilization. Chongquan itself is suffering from serious environmental pollution, monsters are rampant in the wilderness, and the living environment is dangerous and harsh.

Then there is another continent, Qianhaitian, which is made up of countless sky islands. The blood of the people in the God Realm all comes from Qianhaitian, and their ancestors have been accustomed to living on sky islands. So even if Wulan was not considered to be inhabited at the beginning of its construction, as long as its area is large enough and it needs a certain number of people to inspect and maintain it on weekdays, a large number of residents will appear over time.

The two held hands and walked around another street. A loud and noisy sound came towards them. They saw many people on the road approaching that direction, and the hawkers' calls became more frequent.

Ye Lin stood at the intersection and looked out. In that direction was the central square of Wulan. It was now gradually getting dark. The square was lit up with gorgeous neon lights, people were coming and going, vendors were hawking their wares, it was very lively, and occasionally bursts of strong music would sound.

Tana was already very familiar with Wulan's situation. She smiled and said, "Every few days, a concert is held in Wulan's central square. Although it's not as good as the Spiritia stage in Baihai, it's also a very popular place."

The concert today is held by several "Spiritual Music Girls". Lingyun Music Girl is a rank title within the Meilunzhiyun organization, symbolizing that their musical performance is full of extraordinary spirituality and can easily resonate with the audience's emotions. They are already considered excellent musicians.

As if she saw that Ye Lin wanted to complain, Tana took the lead and said, "Well, it's all trendy pop music, drums, keyboards, guitars, etc. The classical instruments continue to be lonely."

Next to him, a burly man with a lighted cigarette in the corner of his mouth and a stubble on his face, wearing a black jacket, agreed: "Yes, even if you use classical instruments to express strong emotions, the rhythm is not as stimulating and direct as these fashionable instruments."

He then used a joke to make a metaphor, saying that classical instruments that express emotions are like confessions written on a piece of paper, while modern instruments with strong rhythms are like directly asking the other person if they want to "have a baby soon."

Ye Lin nodded and smiled, and saw a certificate hanging on his chest, reporter Nasha.

Feeling his gaze, Nasha nodded and introduced herself as a worker for a media company in Wulan, mainly doing music interviews, on-site reporting and other work.

  "It's really lively today, more lively than ever before." Nasha took a deep puff of the cigarette, exhaled a stream of smoke, and said to himself sarcastically:

"In a city full of lights and feasting, who would have noticed that there are still people starving in remote neighborhoods? The Liyun Chamber of Commerce is unpredictable, and if famine breaks out... this doesn't seem to be something I should be concerned about."

Glancing at Nasha's departing back, Tana looked at the concert that had already begun grandly and said, "Wu Lan is actually another Huttonmar. Let's talk about it when we get back."

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Celia was wearing a white silk pajamas with a slightly open collar, revealing a touch of white and smooth skin. The pattern of half of the protective cover could be seen, and the high ponytail tied with panties showed a lively and youthful girlish temperament... even though she had been married for several years.

The laptop was suspended in the air. Celia sat comfortably on Sugarcane's face with her back to Tana, whose body was rising and falling. While building an isosceles triangle, she was also having a video conference with her secretary Mona and the Pinox sisters who were far away in the continent of Arad.

"Yes, food. You should prepare a large amount of food and canned food. Try to collect as much as possible without disrupting the normal market order of our Arad continent."

“I have a feeling that Wu Lan will experience a serious internal and external crisis… Hmm…” Celia rolled her beautiful eyes, rubbed the bridge of her nose hard with the sugar cane, and poured warm water on his face.

(End of this chapter)