After the Full Level of the Profession

There was a smile on Lilian's face. It was indeed a real, happy smile, but there was a trace of regret in this smile. No one else could understand what she regretted, only she could understand.

The train drove on the soft road thunderously...

Madeleine looked at the receding scene outside the window, and her thoughts were similarly ups and downs. This car is really amazing! Far beyond her cognition, she sent her five thousand soldiers, together with thousands of war horses, to a place 150 miles away in one night. How could she not be surprised?

Although this thing is not as easy to use as a strategic portal, how can a strategic portal be so easy to get? That requires a great magician, who can open it with all his magic power, and according to the magical power of the magician, the number of people that the portal can carry is also limited.

Only by mobilizing a large number of magicians to draw a large teleportation magic array, can it carry a large force of five thousand people. Now, the town of Xifeng can be done with a big iron car...

She couldn't help but exclaimed: "Robert, your Godfather in Westwind is really amazing. If you don't get on this big iron car yourself, you don't know it is so good."

"Is it good?" Robb said, "Spicy chicken cart can only tow ten carriages and it can't move, and it can only run 50 miles per hour. It takes only 150 miles to run for three hours. I watched. Just angry. According to me, 150 miles is 75 kilometers. For a really good high-speed train, 40 minutes is enough."

"Running 150 miles in 40 minutes?" Madeleine said: "Impossible! How could it be possible, the magic is not so strong."

Robb smiled and said: "Magic is cast by humans in the final analysis. It relies on man's magic power. That is manpower. Manpower is sometimes poor, but the power of technology is infinite. One day, magic can do things. , Technology can do it all."

Robb really doesn’t blow, the four elements of terroir, water, and fire are magic. The technology is effortless to achieve, but the more difficult thing is arcane magic. Whatever moments, teleportation, and fetching objects from space, these technologies will sooner or later be scientifically developed. Breakthrough, such as fetching objects from the air, can be done with magnetic field technology. In the animation, boson jumps, plasma jumps, and other messy teleportation technologies have long been conceived. These things will one day be realized and replace arcane magic.

Of course, there is no need to replace it completely!

Since there is magic in this world, Robb must also respect magic and consider combining magic and technology to make something greater than pure technology and pure magic.

At this time, the train has been running for a while.

The nobles who took the train out for a stroll for the first time also cooled from the initial excitement, no longer marveled at the train, and began to devote more energy to watching the scenery and enjoying life.

The servants who came with the nobles immediately brought tea and small snacks to their masters. These nobles prepared very well. They brought everything delicious. They put them on the small table by the window and watched them. The scenery by the window slid backwards, while bragging leisurely.

"This car is very stable." With a glass of Fat House Happy Water in his hand, Baron Nolan took a sip with a very elegant posture and smiled: "I don't know how many times it is more stable than riding a carriage. I don't dare to drink it like this on a carriage. water."

Several nobles next to him nodded together: "That's true! Drink water on the carriage, be careful of the bumps of the car, and pat all the tea on your face."

"I don't know how many times more comfortable traveling with this car is than riding a horse or riding a carriage." Baron Nolan said: "If I can go out on this train in the future, I will be happy to travel everywhere."

The nobles next to each other nodded and said yes.

Even the elven elder couldn’t help saying: “If we build this railway between two elves villages, wouldn’t it be convenient for our elves to come and go? There are a few old friends who have moved to the birch forest. I have eight. I haven't seen them in a hundred years. I really want to see them in a car like this."

Everyone couldn't help but vomit together: "It's been eight hundred years, do you still remember his looks?"

"I can't remember." Elder Elf said: "Besides, what's the use of remembering? Anyway, they must be old, and their looks must have changed a lot. I don't need to remember their looks, as long as I remember the stories I experienced together. When I am sad, you give me happiness. When I hesitate, you give me faith. When I am lonely, you give me warmth... ah... how beautiful friendship is..."

"Good poem, good poem!"

The nobles applauded together. After the drums, Robb asked next to him: "What story did you experience together when you were young? Let me tell you it! I have wine, so you can tell a story."

The elder elder seriously thought about it, then spread his hands: "The ghost only remembers the story eight hundred years ago."

Everyone: "You just want to write poems, forcibly say there is friendship, right? You simply forgot about it!"

Elder Elf blew his beard: "Hey? I'm old and my ears are bad. What are you talking about?"

Everyone: "..."

I don’t know if people are old enough to keep their ears behind, but the cheeks are really thick enough. The old cheeks for more than 900 years are terrible.

Of course, small episodes can’t change everyone’s high spirits. Elf elders kept writing poems along the way, chanting the scenery on both sides of the railway into poems. Throwing his brain out of the clouds of Jiuxiao, he truly admired his literary accomplishment.

Madeleine looked at the scene of people chatting in a big carriage, and thought to herself: This train is not only smoother than a carriage, but there are more people in the carriage, so you can talk about it together, but it's much more lively than in a carriage.

"Look outside!"

Conte suddenly yelled: "There are wolf cavalry outside following our train."

Everyone looked toward the window of the train northeast of the train. Sure enough, in the forest along the railway line, there were a group of wolf cavalry running wildly. The wolf cavalry were all ferocious elite-level half-orcs. Obviously, this group of wolf cavalry are eyeing the train again, a bit like they want to come up and robbery.

However, the wolf cavalry only seemed to be able to keep up with the train at first, and after desperately chasing for a while, they were left far behind.

When Robb saw these wolves riding and chasing trains, he remembered the old American Westerns he watched when he was a child. The Indians did the same at that time. They chased the train and tried to **** the things on it. However, they either chased or not. When they caught up, they were knocked out by a gun on the train.

Hey, the development of the western region is a history of Indians' blood and tears!

The development of Westwind Town is also a history of blood and tears of the monsters.