On the Seven Towers

In the conference room of the complex, the atmosphere was as heavy as the mud at the bottom of a lake. The eleven representatives of the Management Committee are like eleven statues, stuck in a muddy pond.

Luo Ling was spinning a ballpoint pen in her hand. Through the transparent pen body, you could faintly see that there was not much black ink left. It seemed to be telling the fact over and over again that the world was getting farther and farther away from them.

"We can't help it!" The only one talking in the room was Qiu Wenhan, the leader of the science and technology team. After not seeing him for a few days, Luo Ling found that his hair looked like the white ground after burning, with only a few sparse strands left, and the wrinkles on his face seemed It was plowed again, and the ravines became deeper and deeper. "This is not about rebuilding the technological and industrial system, but about creating a new one! Starting from every formula and every theorem, we work our way up step by step from the ditch at the bottom of the mountain." Climb, can this be fast?”

"But the blast furnace is almost ready, and you're telling me that there's something wrong with the basic theory of steelmaking?" Meng Guoqiang, the leader of the industrial team, asked loudly.

"We are making rapid progress. The problem of oxygen blowing has been solved. We are just a little bit behind on desulfurization." Qiu Wenhan stretched out his little finger, pinched the upper section and said, "I tell you, this is science. When you are less lucky, you need more time.”

"Hmph, the little progress you have made earlier is not the experience provided by our team Farrell?"

"Okay, Lao Meng, you also know the difficulties of the technology team. They have been working overtime day and night these days, and everyone sees it." Guo Qian smoothed things over.

"Principal, I'm not talking about them. They were the ones who made the pledge in the first place, and now they are the ones who have fallen out of control. If I had said no earlier, I wouldn't have built two more brick kilns, glass workshops or something like that?"

"Lao Meng has his reasons for being anxious." The person who spoke was the business team leader Chu Ying. "Most of the products we maintain trade now are raw materials and primary processed products. The inventory brought from the earth can be sold at a similar price. "

Seeing everyone staring at him, Qiu Wenhan gritted his teeth and slapped the table hard, "In half a month, in another half month I will definitely show you the first pot of molten steel!"

"Lao Qiu, don't get excited. We have no other intentions. It's all for business. Alas, I think we are out of luck." Bai Yicheng said quickly.

"We are already lucky. The rules in the microscopic realm have changed, but our bodies and the houses around us did not completely collapse the moment we came into this world. This is already a miracle!" Qiu Wenhan said.

"Teacher Qiu, what does this mean?" Luo Ling suddenly asked.

Qiu Wenhan glanced at Luo Ling with some confusion, as if he was a little surprised that she didn't understand what he meant, but he immediately realized that this was a chance for him to explain to everyone. He said: "Our bodies are made up of various Our bodies are undergoing chemical reactions all the time. If their properties in this world are different from ours, why are we standing here instead of turning into a puddle of flesh or exploding into a ball of fire? The problem has been tormenting the members of our technology team. Do you know how many gray hairs we have suffered these days?”

"Teacher Qiu, take a breath and speak slowly." Luo Ling said softly, "Do you have any guesses about this phenomenon?"

Qiu Wenhan took a few breaths and said: "We have a young man here, Mao Kai, who made a guess. He believes that there is a kind of particle in the world that will interfere with the progress of all chemical reactions, but this interference is gradual. , slowly. It takes a long time for the matter from our world to be gradually assimilated by this particle. This explains the problem with our bodies and why we can't even make black powder, but the bullets we bring are there. The reason why it can still be used here.”

"So, he thinks that after a period of time, there will be problems with the propellant of our existing bullets?" Luo Ling discovered the key to the problem very keenly.

"This... this is just a guess." Qiu Wenhan said.

"This may not be speculation." Wang Jiyuan, who has not participated in the discussion, said, "According to statistics from our escort camp, there have been several cases of dud bombs in the past two weeks."

The expressions of everyone present changed drastically. Weapons from modern times are the foundation of their existence. Now this layer of reliance has become unreliable. This is shocking bad news for everyone...

After the meeting, everyone walked out of the conference room with a bit of sadness on their faces. Luo Ling took a few steps to catch up with the intelligence team leader Zhou Xiaoren who bowed his head and left. She stopped in front of him and whispered: "Team leader Zhou, do you have time now?"

Zhou Xiaoren raised his brows, glanced at Luo Ling, nodded slightly, and then followed Luo Ling into an office on the same floor.

Luo Ling waited for Zhou Xiaoren to enter the room and locked the door from the inside.

Zhou Xiaoren sat on a desk, and Luo Ling stood opposite him, folding her hands on her chest, waiting for the other person to speak.

Zhou Xiaoren touched his chin, thought for a while and said: "I started to investigate what you told me. There are no clear results, most of them are just speculation."

"There is an undercurrent in the resettlement camp. This is for sure. Whether it is Crete or those religious lunatics, it has been proved. And Hawke and Lorenzo, these two people must be doing something secretly." Luo Ling said.

"My people spent a lot of effort tracking Hawke and Lorenzo, but they found that these two people are just sociable and dissatisfied. Hawke is a run-down nobleman with no ability, and he only knows how to talk every day. Lorenzo knows better My people have even tried it personally, and it's not much better than magic. It's just for fun. They are trying to connect some people to protest their treatment, but so what? You will be able to deal with them when the time comes. "Child, I'm afraid you think too much."

"Crete is no longer a child. I think he knows what he is facing." Luo Ling said, "And how do you explain the mark Lorenzo drew on him? Morey thought it was a spying array. Law."

"This does not mean there is any big conspiracy behind it. We are keeping a close eye on these people. These people cannot make trouble." Zhou Xiaoren smoothed his sparse forehead hair and shook his head. "What do they have? Strength? We have magicians and Fighting masters, they are just ordinary people. For training? Lao Wang's team uses the same equipment as the People's Liberation Army, but they can't even line up to count, right? They use hoes, but we use rifles. If they start a riot, won't they die?"

"Team Leader Zhou, the problem is that the enemy is hidden and we are clear. We still don't know what the purpose of these people is! It's not just a head-on conflict that will pose a threat to us." Luo Ling retorted.

"Even if these people want to fight for something, all they want is more wages and more rest, right? Is it possible that they still want to occupy the magpie's nest?"

Luo Ling unknowingly put down her arms and put her hands on her waist, "Team Leader Zhou, there are more than 4,000 people in the camp. Even if only one tenth of these people are mobilized, it will be something you don't want to see. "

Zhou Xiaoren sighed and said, "Ronald, if you are really worried, then drive out Hawke, Lorenzo, and the little boy named Crete, or lock him up. If it is inconvenient for you to take action, , I’ll do it for you.”

Luo Ling shook her head firmly and said: "These people are not the key to the problem. The current situation is that there is a bomb buried in the school. If it doesn't explode today, it will explode tomorrow. We must find this bomb and dismantle it completely!" "

After a while, the two walked out of the office and left separately. Zhou Xiaoren walked down the stairs leisurely. Luo Ling did not leave directly, but stood at the end of the corridor, holding the window sill with both hands, overlooking the school from a height.

The campus at this time was completely different from what it was when I first came to this world.

Heightened and thickened walls, watchtowers everywhere, newly built simple houses, and various smoking workshop stoves. There's a sense of chaos, but also life. Every time Luo Ling watches these changes taking place, she feels a sense of security in her heart.

However, it would be naive to think that all of this will happen naturally and continue to exist.

Unknowingly, she suddenly noticed that the world outside the window had become blurry, and then she realized that half a centimeter of thin ice had accumulated on the window frame and glass. This is the overflow of spiritual power, and it is also the projection of the anger in her heart in this world.

Looking through the still-extending ice, the campus became fragmented, which seemed to indicate a bad ending. Luo Ling hated this association. She waved her hand, and the crystal ice receded like a tide, and the windowsill returned to its original appearance.

She coughed a few times and felt a bloody smell seeping out of her throat. At this time, the glass window made a "click" sound, and a piece of glass in the lower left corner of the window could not withstand the rapid temperature change and cracked...

Luo Ling gently touched the gap that divided the campus into two halves with her fingertips and sighed.

The meeting just ended on bad terms. Whether it was her request to strengthen surveillance or to form an action team, the other party simply agreed. But when it comes to details, there are all kinds of guarantees and excuses. Although she has fully expressed her dissatisfaction, the other party is still like a piece of brown sugar, leaving her nowhere to focus.

She recalled Zhou Xiaoren's performance, the subtle expressions on his face and the tone of his voice, and she was still not sure whether he was too incompetent or too arrogant, or if he had some other purpose. But regardless of the reason, he obviously underestimated the people in this world and the possible threats.

Arrogant people may not always have bad endings, but you must first have the capital to be arrogant.

"You have just climbed out of the situation of losing a family dog, are you already so arrogant?" Luo Ling tapped the glass a few times with her fingers and said to herself.