People in the Ark, Dimensional Blacksmith

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Chapter 220 Nine

Gran Fallo, in the Iberian allusion, the name not only represents the meaning of a great lighthouse, but this is also in line with its original positioning.

In fact, the original Glen Fallo was nothing more than a small gathering place, a place where those who maintained and operated the Iberian Eye stopped temporarily. Due to the geographical location of the Iberian Eye, in It takes a long time and energy for the people who work here to go back to their hometown.

Therefore, the first few batches of workers established an outpost here that can be used for daily life. As more and more people came here, the scale of the gathering place naturally became larger and larger. Under the leadership of several nobles, Gran Fallo was officially registered as the official city of Iberia, and it was also upgraded from an initial gathering place to a mobile city.

Since then, the Eye of Iberia has not only guided the ships on the sea, but has also become a beacon for Gran Fallo on land.

And although there are twists and turns in this kind of life from time to time, in the end, the problems encountered can still be solved safely until the day of great tranquility comes.

The city fell apart in an instant, and the homes were no longer homes. The buildings became gorgeous but useless ruins. The machines that improved life in the past have also become steel ghosts that demand their lives.

The survivors of the disaster left the city, and the streets after the rupture of the energy transmission pipeline became a new forbidden place for life. In order to survive, they can only learn from their ancestors, in the eyes of Iberia, which is fading day by day. Amidst the lights, a new gathering place was established in the wild.

But it's never going to be easy, and survival is never easy, not to mention not long after they leave the city, they run into a whole new set of troubles.

——Those fear fish were either swept by the tide, or came to the land at the heed of the call.

This is the reason why Kelsey's expedition team ended up in the wilderness. The expedition team could not bear further losses. The densely packed dinofish are like a big elastic net. The harder you push in, the more you bounce back. The greater the strength.

Therefore, after confirming that there was still a faint light in Glen Fallo in the distance, the expedition team could only be forced to return, but after the expedition team was disbanded, the Iberian government seemed to have forgotten about it. No new reinforcements to Glen Farrow were launched, or even planned.

In fact, the current Iberian government does not have much spare power to maintain the operation of the existing port city. Returning to their homeland seems to them to be as difficult as opening up wasteland thousands of years ago.

But Glen Farrow was lucky after all, because a saint and his students happened to pass by Glen Farrow when the disaster broke out, and they quickly gained substantive control over Glen Farrow after the Great Quiet. And organized people to leave the city and go to the wilderness, they formed a new settlement, and under the wave of the terror fish, they defended this light from never going out.

And today, half a year after the Great Tranquility, Glen Fallo finally met an outsider in the true sense for the first time.

Not even exiles from other cities, but guests from outside Iberia.

"Mr. Hilbert Lawrence, Professor of Engineering at Miskatonic University?"

Ramiro repeated the name on the customs clearance document, and asked the burly man in front of him.

"It's me, sir."

Silber lightly paused the crutch in his hand, and responded politely.

Ramiro hesitated for a moment. He looked at the identity information of the other party on the document one after another, and then at the appearance and clothing of the man in front of him, trying to link them together.

A man with a height of nearly 1.9 meters, a slender and muscular man, wearing a costume that looks like a Victorian deer hunting suit, with a gold-rimmed single-frame glasses on his face, and holding a pair of glasses in his hand ...crowbar?

Well, Ramiro believed that he was right. What the man held in his hand was a crowbar with one section rounded off, not a so-called civilized staff.

And this guy who looks like a Victorian gentleman hooligan is actually a university engineering professor?Also working part-time as a lecturer in history, folklore and archeology at the university?

and most importantly...

Ramiro looked behind Silber. It is true that the silver-haired lady in the same outfit is very eye-catching, but it is not the most eye-catching thing right now.

The one that really captivated Ramiro,

It was the university school bus parked not far from the tent.

At least the registration on the file is registered according to the school bus.

Although Ramiro couldn't see it, apart from the youthful feeling in the painting, there was nowhere else this thing was hooked up with things like school buses.

Is it the ferocious bumper on the front of the car that is still stained with blood?Or is it the quadruple machine guns on both sides of the hull?Or the 152MM smoothbore main gun on the roof that still exudes billowing heat?

"Are you a serious university?" In the end, Ramiro couldn't hold back his words and asked Silber.

"That must be serious." Silber held his head high and said righteously: "Our university is an old French university, and we maintain normal cooperative relations with many universities. We have in-depth cooperation projects with the Royal Victorian Academy of Sciences. Not long ago Our school participated in the research and development of the weather control device, and our school also has strategic exchanges with Gaul. Although there is a confidentiality agreement for related projects, it is difficult to disclose, but I can say one thing-Louis XIV is dying The last word on the front is the cooperation document with our school."

As a young Iberian boy, Ramiro is a native of Gran Faro, and the farthest place he has ever been to in his life is only the capital of Iberia.

This kind of innocent and simple young man was directly fascinated by Silber's eloquent talk, and he was so fooled that he couldn't tell the difference between the south, the east, and the north. He only knew that Silber nodded his head when he said a word.

What the professor said was too true, and there was no flaw to be found.

However, Ramiro still has his last bit of stubbornness: "However, no matter how the university is, it doesn't mean that school buses are exactly the same as armored vehicles."

"Hey, our school's engineering department is the pearl of the French scientific research circle. Those talented teenagers in it have nothing to do during the holidays, so they stare at our school's school bus with itchy hands."

Silber waved his hand, with the old attitude of someone who came here: "Children are ignorant, and they can't store something new in their stomachs, so they just change it like this."

When Ramiro heard it, he didn't think about it very carefully. He just felt that what this guy said...was quite reasonable?

However, Silber's fun of fooling the young man was forced to come to an end before it lasted long.

Because now it was the parents who came to communicate with Silber.

Hearing that an armed vehicle was parked outside the gate of Gran Fallo, the Iberian saint Carmen stopped his work, and came to the tent that was the entrance and exit of Gran Fallo in a little hurry.

"Ramiro, go and deal with other matters."

A man who seemed to be nearly fifty years old came from outside the tent. His face was covered with wind and frost, and he was obviously tired, but his eyes were like pearls on the bottom of the sea, bright, penetrating, and piercing:

"Professor Lawrence has come from afar. If he neglects the scholars, it means that our Iberia's manners are not good enough."

Silber once again leaned on the crowbar in his hand, with a smile on his face and no words.

Those who are familiar with him know that this guy's expression is obviously because he is thinking about how to lead him into the pit.

It's easy to fool children, but to fool such an old thing, it's a little tricky.

But this time, Silber can assure you that the information he brought is absolutely sufficient.

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Chapter 230 Our University of Michigan is Outstanding

Iberia, a technologically advanced country, is also considered a semi-theocratic country. The state religion occupies a large part of the dominance, and the Iberian state religion they believe in is actually a variant of Lateranism.

Moreover, until now, it is still possible to find the existence of the Lateran religion within the Iberian state religion. Although Iberia's research on Lateran-related technologies is expressly prohibited, in terms of doctrine, Iberia Instead, Ya held a rather frank attitude.

Carmen, this name is the same as Evangelista XI. It is synonymous with the existence of saints. If you want to convert it, it can be on an equal footing with the Iberian princes who have actual military power. There are only these saints.

However, in the current chaotic situation in Iberia, which can be said to be overwhelming for everyone, the reputation of saints is more appealing.

After all, there are only the teachings of the state religion that are more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people than the rule of those grand dukes.

Besides, there is no one in Iberia right now who can really take charge of the overall situation. Many dukes died and disappeared, and no one survived, but at least the saints of the state religion still walk on the land of Iberia.

It's just that their situation is quite embarrassing.

For example, the current saint Carmen, as a big man who has seen countless storms and walked through the center of power in Iberia, he can clearly understand that at least [-]% of what Silber said The content is false.

But even so, he could only continue talking according to the other party's wishes, to see what kind of medicine was sold in Silber's gourd.

Because Glen Farrow needs these medicines now, the other party has concealed some aspects, but the remaining content is enough for Carmen and Silber to play these word games.

In fact, the main reason why Carmen could sit down and talk to Silber calmly was because of the strength that Silber had shown before.

Of course, the firepower of the mobile workshop is far from being comparable to any of the warships built by Iberia back then, but the problem is that those warships have disappeared above the sea, but the mobile workshop is actually parked outside the door .

Sometimes the right to speak is so straightforward.

"I used to go to sea with a fleet and was invited by Louis XIV to visit Gaul."

Carmen's first sentence even showed her attitude towards Silber: "I once saw that little girl, Jeanne Bonaparte, her grandfather raised her to be a very good leader By."

Compared with the Iberian military, these state religion saints are indeed more moderate in their attitude towards the outside world, and the conflicts between Iberia and other countries are usually these when they intensify to the final stage. The saints go to negotiate.

After all, if you let the grand dukes of Iberia go to negotiate with other countries, and give you a few words about the journey of red gold, then it will not be a saying that they broke up badly, maybe it will be a cup by then The direction of throwing it to the ground.

Seeing that this saint also had a relationship with the current boss of France, Silber also showed no signs of shortness of breath when his lies were exposed. Instead, he went further: "It seems that our University of Michigan and your government are cooperating. Its history is also quite long.”

"There is no need to say more polite words." Carmen didn't reply, he looked at the young man in front of him, and said bluntly: "I want to know, what is the purpose of your school coming here, as you can see, the current grid Renfalo has been devastated, and the professor may have to wait a few months for an academic discussion to take place."

"We are deeply saddened and sympathetic to what happened to Iberia."

Silber looked at the saint's straightforward attitude, and he didn't try it himself: "As we said when we registered earlier, this time we are here to provide technical support on behalf of the University of Michigan."

"Technical support..." Carmen frowned slightly: "Professor, let's meet honestly. With all due respect, the most advanced machinery in Gran Falloli may be the electric furnace for boiling water in the central square. I don't think this is a good place for technical support - we have no materials, no manpower, and no suitable soil for technology implementation.

"Those damned catfish are still lurking not far away, and they may jump over those walls at any time and pounce into the city. Compared with some technologies, I think what we need more are swords and origin stone gunpowder."

"I know your situation, Lord Carmen." Facing the strength of the saints, Silber still had an attitude of ease: "We came from a place other than Iberia, but that doesn't mean we are here. Along the way, it will be as peaceful as a spring outing.

"Storms, monsters that come like waves, and natural disasters caused by extreme weather, we have faced them all along the way, and then arrived here.

"In my opinion, this is the most basic invitation, and only with this invitation can we be qualified to talk on the same level."

Silber pushed the monocle on his eye socket. This action couldn't give him a scholarly atmosphere, but it did make people feel a sense of self-confidence:

"A few long knives, a few bags of gunpowder. Of course, I can give you these things, but what can that change? Your Excellency has been besieged here during this period of time, and the number of monsters killed cannot be small. So I believe that you also understand that these things cannot change the situation.

"The long knives will become blunt, and the gunpowder will run out. These can only make your struggle a little longer, but they will not disappear. They will still pour out endlessly from the bottom of the sea until the lights are gone. Blow it out completely."

The sound of crowbars and crutches hitting the floor was particularly clear, and Silber's words were as hot as ever:

"Moreover, just this little thing can't be exchanged for what I want."

Carmen raised her eyebrows, and asked in a deep voice: "Then Professor Lawrence, I want to know, what is it that you are after in this dilapidated place after going through so much trouble?"

"Lighthouse." Hilber raised his crutch and pointed in the direction of the Iberian Eye: "I need that lighthouse to illuminate my way forward."

After mentioning the Eye of Iberia, Carmen's aura also changed suddenly. If he was just a little aggressive before, then now he looked at Silber, as if he was thinking about how to attack .

Skadi, who had been standing behind Silber and looking around at Gran Faro, withdrew her gaze, and her steps moved forward slightly, as if she was about to explode at any moment.

The atmosphere became tense in an instant, but Silber still had a contented expression:

"I know that after hearing my words, Your Excellency will first laugh at my overreaching in my heart, and then raise the anger that I have been teased, because the current Iberian Eye has already been damaged, Even the great craftsman of Iberia can't fix it, let alone a university professor from outside Iberia?"

Carmen's tone was a little cold: "As you said."

"It's a pity that you have to believe my words and the technical support I bring."

Silber straightened his back slightly, and he put a well-packed letter

Take it out of your pocket, put it on the table and push it to Carmen:

"But you have no choice, no matter how unwilling you are to trust me and the Miskatonic University behind me, no matter how strange and dangerous our behavior is, you must trust us.

"Because you know that this city and even this country are slipping into the abyss, and there are only two choices in front of you—believe in me and die slowly, or don't believe in me and die immediately."

The saint Carmen of Iberia set his sights on the envelope, which was a string of cursive characters, which did not belong to the land country of Terra, nor even Iberia.