Extraordinary Mechanical City

"Supernatural Machine City (

"There is a city ruin ahead?"

"Yes, there is a preliminary estimate of the size of a large town. But also because of our arrival, it also attracted a large number of skeletons... But the problem is not big, and there is no troublesome existence for the time being. Captain Rhein and General Baron They are cleaning up and should be able to end the battle soon."

"..."

After the assassin reported, he went on to fight again.

Having a complete city means having a complete civilization, and there may be other gains.

Tuster heard the news and couldn’t wait to make me rush forward, "Haha, let me just say, ancient goblins like to live in mines! There are so many skeletons in the ground, it’s certainly not all miners, there should be cities. ...Now that the city has been discovered, there must be a large smelter and forging plant somewhere!"

He simply walked quickly over the battlefield in the mine pit ahead, and while walking, he said: "Kid Rennes, I'll go help first, take your time!"

All the combatants went to the war, leaving Ren and Ymir in the mine looking at each other.

They glanced at each other, and walked in the direction of the movement.

.......

About tens of meters away, his vision suddenly became clear.

The "lighting technique" of the mage illuminates the entire underground city.

The space is about a hundred meters high. The buildings are built on the rock wall, mushroom-shaped huts, a bit like the style of the European medieval castles in the previous life of Rennes, all the buildings are piled up stones, small domes, and cross windows. Part of it collapsed because of time.

When Ren and the others came over, the battle was fierce.

But if Father Tuster’s six-armed mecha would be like a bulldozer after the battlefield, it would directly crash into the skeleton group. His six mechanical arms swung like a big windmill, a patch of reapers, these small and fragile skeleton bones...

This is a falling battle.

Compared with the previous vine armor skeletons, the combat power of these goblins is too low. The method of attack was very single, holding a shield and some short weapons to surround him.

For this group of fifth-order transcendents, there is almost no threat.

There is no need for Ymir to take action, Tuster and the high-ranking transcendents have already chopped down those little skeletons.

The bones of "walala" shattered itself

Obviously, there is no such "legendary" skeleton monster in this city, and everyone has no pressure at all.

.......

After exiting the mine, he could finally stand up straight. Reyn felt very relaxed and exhaled a breath of air.

Ymir: "Rene, let's go, let's go down and have a look."

The mine they were in was on the rock wall, and their feet were directly carved out of the rock. It collapsed partly and looked a bit.

The two of them walked a few steps, and then found several broken clay pots on the steps. The broken mouth is very new, thinking that it was probably kicked by someone in the past.

Take a closer look, there are probably dozens of golden pocket gold coins, about the size of a fingernail.

Ren picked it up and looked at it. It was printed with a clear, big-headed creature's head and whispered: "Hey...it turns out that the'goblin' looks like this."

The skeleton is one thing, but what it really looks like is another. Looking at the big-headed skeleton before, Rennes still restored the image of an alien in his mind. It now appears that there is a slight difference.

Ymir glanced at it, and it wasn't too surprising, "It's almost as expected..."

......

Ren and Ymir also went down to help clear the battlefield. This kind of small skeleton with high rank and weak strength, as long as it avoids the shield, even Raine can break it.

The battle lasted for half an hour, and the number of skeletons ran out of those well-connected mines became fewer and fewer.

In the square of the remains of the city, the bones are piled up into a mountain, probably tens of thousands.

Master Tuster’s mechas probably killed 80% of them...this kind of crowded tactics are the best slaughterhouses for mechanics’ mechas.

"Hahaha, these goblins are almost standard shields! I'm afraid there are thousands of shields..."

"There are still a lot of well-forged weapons, but some are more compact..."

"The big guy will look for nearby mines, there must be ore warehouses and steel melting furnaces..."

"..."

There was no threat in the city, and Captain Rhine and the high-ranking soldiers of General Baron led their teams respectively, digging into the mines extending in all directions that connected the city, intending to explore other areas.

Father Tuste got out of the control cabin of the six-armed mecha. He ignored the shield buried in the bone team, anyway, it was already in his pocket.

He walked quickly to the goblin town, and got into the goblin hut with a low lintel, seeming not to see the two Rennes not far away.

Rehn looked at Tuster's "dazzling" state, but he was used to it.

Master-level machinery, old problems.

When they encounter an idea that fascinates them, they can instantly forget the people around them.

Bazel watched Ren and Ymir together, they had long since disappeared. And Ymir's personal guards are also very interesting, no one will be this light bulb.

From this look, there were only two lonely people left by Rennes.

He looked at the eldest princess beside him, and suggested: "Let's go, let's go and see this ruin..."

Ymir smiled and nodded.

......

The buildings in this goblin city are very small. But not all.

There are still some special rooms like prayer rooms, workshops, warehouses, alchemy laboratories...etc.

Father Tuster is also very knowledgeable, he went straight into a "workshop" that seemed to be very large.

But not long after I entered, I heard a sad scream, "Ah...!"

As Ren heard his face suddenly changed, he thought the old man was in danger. As soon as he spoke, he rushed up with Ymir in a flash.

At this glance, Tuster was holding a drawing in his hand, with a crying expression on his face.

This is a workshop that resembles a mechanical laboratory, with strangely shaped lamps on top. There are various mechanical tools on the console.

There are many large and small grids on the surrounding walls, and the grids are filled with various scrolls and books.

On the workbench, there are also some unrolled sheepskin rolls and a semi-finished machine. Looks like a...iron boots?

As soon as Rennes and the others entered, the color of these sheepskin rolls changed visible to the naked eye. Slowly from brown to black, it looks like it will turn into ashes and decompose in a short time.

Father Tuste had a heart-hearted look, and said: "Ah...I shouldn't have opened this door! Damn, these drawings are too old to withstand the destruction..."

But this is also "Schrodinger's scroll". If you don't open this door, you don't even know what's in the house.

Now the decay is irreversible, and nothing else will help.

Moreover, at this glance, it is a very precise drawing, which is densely packed with various geometric figures and annotations. The rate of decay is so fast that there is no time to remember and copy.

Rehn's eyes swept away, but Zhi Brain automatically sounded a reminder.

【Ding! An unknown ‘engineering drawing’ was found, and the system is automatically scanning the records...]

......

"Goblin civilization is the founder of'Alchemy' and'Engineering.' They are truly great inventors... Oh, damn, what a stupid thing I did..."

While the old man blamed himself, he scanned the scroll with electric eyes, trying to write down part of the content on the drawing.

But this drawing is too complicated!

Too many complex and precise data, too many unrecognized "goblin text" explanations, can't be remembered at all.

"Oh my God, this feels too bad! The great'God of Steam' gave me a chance to see the mechanical truth, but I let it slip away..."

Seeing such precious ancient goblin technology blueprints decay before his eyes, Tuster only felt blood dripping in his heart and howled.

And just when he felt that he was going to miss the "treasure" left by these goblin civilizations, suddenly, he heard someone speak.

"Grandpa Tuster, I have the ability to remember. You help me unfold these drawings before my eyes. I can remember them after reading them, and maybe I can transcribe them as I remember..."

Turning around, he found the two Rennes entering the house.

"Really?"

Tuster asked instinctively, as if grabbing the last straw, his eyes widened.

Ren nodded, "Yeah."

Hearing the response, Tuster looked ecstatic.

He didn't have time to think about whether this was reasonable, but he was not slow in his hands, and he quickly spread out the blueprints and faced Ren. And the eight mechanical arms on his back helped him pick up the animal skin scroll drawing on the table and unfold it in front of Renn.

Tuster breathed a sigh of relief as soon as the drawings were unfolded, but the look of expectation flashed across his face, but it instantly dimmed.

Although he has also heard that some transcendents have the ability to "remember", it is also aimed at some simple texts. And definitely not including this extremely precise goblin engineering drawing!

"Hey... I hope Renne can remember the old bones more than I do..."

Tuster thought frustrated.

The robotic arm helped to unfold a roll of animal skin design drawings. The old man wanted Ren to see clearly and moved closer.

But Ren said, no need!

"Take it down, Grandpa Tuster, another one!"

At this time, you can't take care of hiding your clumsiness, because at this time the speed of decay is already accelerating, Rehn said directly: "Grandpa Tuster, it can be faster! I can remember that the blueprints will decay if they are slower!"

Did you really write it down?

Tuster was surprised, and a touch of disbelief flashed in his heart.

He even felt that the focal lengths of Ren's eyeballs were not right on the drawing. How did he write it down?

But at this moment, there is no world for him to think about this problem at all.

The old man looked at the rotten and black drawings on the table, his face jerked, and he didn't say a word of nonsense. The eight mechanical arms and two hands were busy at the same time, and the drawings were unfolded.

Ren's gaze also swept extremely fast, once the scroll was unfolded, he glanced and said immediately.

"Yes! Take it down, the next one!"

"Next one!"

"..."

This efficiency, even if Tuster had ten hands, was messy.

Ymir on the side saw this but didn't say anything, and silently stepped in to help. She helped move the scrolls farther in the house, and everything with written records. And the ones in the lockers, the treasure chests... got them out and handed them to Tuster's ten arms.

Renn is like a personal camera, his eyes flickering stroboscopically, sweeping across various drawings.

"Unfold it to change to another one!"

"I remember! Hurry, it's going to rot..."

"Yes! Large drawings are preferred..."

"..."

The speed at which Father Tuster spread out the drawings was dazzling.

No one in the room said a word of nonsense and was very busy. The whole room could only hear the sound of flipping books.

After just a few minutes of busy work, finally, all the things in the room have become pitch black like coke, and with a light touch, they turned into ashes in one hand.

After all, there was still a small pile of scrolls turned into before they had time to read, and disappeared completely...

However, Renn had recorded hundreds of design drawings in his mind. Although I can't understand the engineering design drawings, the "intelligent brain" roughly distinguishes the functions of those strange mechanical shapes.

[Drawings of iron boots with rockets installed], [Drawings of mechanical belts with boosting function], [Strange device like a teleporter], [Goblin grenade], [Drawings of suspected communication equipment]...

Pieces of exquisite design drawings, those exaggerated goblin inventions. The door to the new world has opened. This is... the real black technology in the era of myth civilization!

Don't look at this world civilization has changed countless times.

But civilization has been dated time and time again, and history is repeating itself.

Many technologies today are not necessarily better than ancient civilizations.

Just like steam machinery, they are still the surviving technologies of a certain archaeological civilization, which have only developed to this level.

The ghost knows how many lost and stunt black technologies are hidden in those drawings just now!

......

"call..."

The blueprints changed rapidly in Renn's mind, and he exhaled a long breath, and it took a long time to calm his mood.

Tuster sighed while looking at the scrolls of drawings that had been completely decayed.

Then, he raised his head and the last glimmer of hope appeared in his eyes, and asked expectantly: "Ren, how much do you remember?"

Rehn pretended to ponder for a moment, and said: "80 to 90%."

He dared not talk too much, for fear of being regarded as a monster.

And when he heard this, Tuster didn't care how he wrote it down. Instead, he burst into joy and confirmed: "Eight or 90%?!"

Originally, he thought that if he watched so quickly, he could achieve a good result, but it was 80 to 90%. This is a great surprise!

Ren nodded: "Well! My memory is not bad. After I go out, I can reproduce most of the design drawings."

"Really?!"

Tuster suddenly realized what he thought of, and then said: "No wonder Ilubeck said before that your kid can recite the "Encyclopedia of Basic Pharmacology" upside down. It turns out... it's true!"

"Encyclopedia of Basic Pharmacy"?

Hearing this, even Ymir revealed a strange color. She remembered seeing it in the Royal Library. It was a pile of boring medical books taller than her.

But then, thinking about Rennes's feat of translating the "dark camp lingua franca" on the wreckage of the airship one afternoon before, I suddenly became less surprised.

Rescuing a house of drawings before it decayed, the three seemed to have experienced a fierce victory, and their expressions were relaxed.

Father Tuster looked at the expressions of the two Rennes, thinking that they did not know how significant these drawings were, and explained: "You may not know that the gunpowder, muskets, artillery we use now... In fact, the earliest record is in ancient times. In the goblin civilization! They are the truly great inventors..."

When he said this, he suddenly thought of something~www.ltnovel.com~ Looking at Renn, he asked: "In those drawings, I seem to have seen the design of a cannon? Renn, did you take it down? "

"Take it down."

Ren nodded, and a blueprint appeared in his retina.

It was a cannon with various magic carvings on it.

"Oh! It's great to remember!"

Tuster looked like a treasure and said excitedly: "Do you remember that we saw a damaged magic cannon on the wreckage of the airship? That kind of thing, it is said that the goblin engineer created it! The drawing is most likely a design drawing of an ancient "magic artillery"!"

When Ymir heard it, his expression shrank. Only then did I realize that the meaning of those drawings is beyond imagination.

Hearing Tuster's words, she instinctively turned her gaze to Rennes, her expression seemed to speak: You must remember.

Ren looked at the two of them looking at him with strange gazes, his eyelids twitched, and he said, "I remember that picture."

......

Tuster slapped his head and thought of something: "Rene, can you remember more?"

Ren also guessed what the old man was asking about, and said, "Yes...I have a pretty good memory."

"Come with me!"

Tuster didn’t care about anything, and ran out of the door with him: “We have to hurry, now we’re in the city. Even if we don’t open the door, everything here is accelerating and decayed. If it’s too late, those'babies' may be It's decayed. Goblins are all born'engineers', and there must be more and more precise drawings in these houses."

"Oh! I almost forgot, they are still the origin civilization of'alchemy'! There must be many inheritances of ancient alchemy..."

"Oh my God, I'm about to suffocate..."