Creator's Steam Fairy

Old Boers is the richest man in this town, with an investment of nearly ten thousand pounds, he can get back more than seven hundred pounds in dividends every year. Compared with this, his few hectares of grass outside the town are insignificant——France Biana has lived a good life, but the investment itself has nothing to do with her, besides, old Bors is a very boring person, not like the heroines in the novels she once aspired to exude hopelessness. of the romantic hormone.

After the short-lived freshness of the newlyweds, maybe less than a week, the quarrels and resentments inevitably accumulated day by day, and the mayor, who had just been home for a short time, resumed his usual busyness, going to the tavern to get drunk all night.

Dissatisfaction with her marriage, becoming the joke of those bumpkins, and the boring daily life in this backward town full of sheep manure made her immersed in regrets and sighs all day long, and gradually began to hate everything around her—hate Her old-fashioned husband, sullen stepson, and everyone who speaks ill of her.

And dirty brutes too stupid to bleat and eat grass and excrete.

Her greasy-haired and quiet stepson, a former student, hasn't changed much in adulthood, it's better to say that it has become weirder.

If it were in Kent, such a rich young man should be obsessed with good horses and beautiful girls, or he might be inspired by inexplicable honors to join the Royal Navy, or eat, drink and play with his friends all day long.

However, he was obsessed with adventure novels and animal and plant research documents all day long, and used the pocket money he got from his father to buy all kinds of strange reagents and raw materials, and to do some rather cruel experiments on animals. .

She hated the father and son more and more.

……

The dark and dilapidated hall is illuminated by magic light, and the mottled and old murals begin to tell the story of the unknown past.

It was a civilization that was once extremely prosperous. There was no hunger or disease in the world. The only pursuit of human beings was the ultimate beauty. People planted a few crops on the fertile land that had been transformed to meet all their needs, and gave the rest to the world. Nature that nourishes civilization.And cultivate intelligent and gentle beasts, give them wisdom, keep them company, and share this prosperous world with all things.

In the fairy-tale Utopia, Loria looked at the murals one by one in the circular hall, but wondered what this 'past' had to do with her.

Occasionally, simple words were engraved on the wall. She didn't understand the meaning, but she could roughly understand that it was also a kind of phonetic writing... It seemed like where had she seen similar words?

For countless years, the prosperous world occasionally welcomes lost travelers, and people treat them with the best. In this world of incomparable abundance, food, supplies and the most exquisite artworks are easily available. People no longer feel that this is a rare thing, but in the eyes of those travelers, this is indeed a miraculous god-given world.

The prosperous people have long forgotten what greed is, but greed has attracted aggression.

Bandits from outside the sky attacked here several times, but they couldn't shake this incomparably rich civilization, so they sowed the seeds of evil that could destroy the earth.

They want to cut off resistance at the root, so as to seize the endless wealth accumulated in this world for countless years.

What does it matter if the land that produces wealth is destroyed, fools and idiots wait for the fruit on the tree to ripen.

Luria frowned deeply. Those evil seeds germinated in the earth and turned into distorted aliens—although it was different from the ones she had seen, wasn't this a disaster?

Some different "disasters" were rare and weak at first, but they hid in the depths of the earth, captured everything and multiplied continuously, until the land began to be desolate, poisonous and death flooded the ground, and they swarmed out from the ground, easily destroying everything in the world Miracle.

So, this is a sad story about unjust people destroying the world, but what does it have to do with yourself?Luo Liya couldn't figure it out, so she continued to look down. The remaining murals in the circular hall had a sudden change in style, and even the characters changed - she had never seen it before, but she could guess the meaning, which was similar to the one she used above There are some similar texts in ancient texts.

The process of transforming animals is not all smooth sailing. People want to breed a new kind of mild creature with strong adaptability to fill the most difficult part of the barren land in the world-the vitality and adaptability are tenacious. However, it is a terrifying creature that can eat unexpectedly and whose reproduction rate is so terrifying that even this prosperous world can't stand it.

The original beast.

Miss Loria's face was full of doubts and helplessness.

The lament of the world suddenly turned into a strange creature award—the original beasts imprisoned in the research institute were released due to the destruction of disasters, and they showed powerful abilities far beyond human expectations. It is gentle, but has almost no reproductive isolation from any creature. In just a few months, various forms of beasts have flooded the land...especially the humanoid ones.

It can even reproduce itself, and even digest all organic matter.

It can even eat disasters.

They are gentle and non-aggressive, yet wear everything down in a short amount of time.

The prosperous civilization was finally destroyed, and together with the disaster, there was no wealth left. Those invaders began to clean up the plagued beasts. Although they were very effective, they were tempted to give birth to new offspring—the number was even more , some people took away the descendants of themselves and the beast out of selfishness, which became the beginning of another world destruction.

The world is dead.

This terrifying creature finally began to starve itself to death, but the remnants gathered together—their creator endowed them with incomparable survivability, and these remnants merged into one, turning into an extremely huge mushroom.

Mushrooms spray spores toward the sea of ​​stars.

In the end, even Xinghai fell silent.

Chapter 150

Miss Loria felt that she was going to lose her hair.

What the hell is going on.

Do you think this is a tragic epic in which beauty is destroyed by evil?This is actually the story of a strange and extinct creature.

The spores of Yumei met strange species in the sea of ​​stars... machines without flesh at all. At the beginning, they slaughtered these stupid animals wantonly, but they evolved the ability to give birth to electronic pets like Yumei after being beaten.

There is no substance to rely on ghost-like species... When you meet a beauty beast, you will have an extra spirit cub that looks very similar to yourself.The most powerful race, the most civilized and developed race, the insect swarm with only one mind, but no civilization can resist these beauties with terrifying fecundity but harmless appearance... There will always be people who will be attacked by the beauties Temptation, and there will always be people who will have a licking feeling for those offspring who look similar to them, and they will quietly replace the ecological niche of civilized species and consume everything.

Until the entire star sea fell into silence.

Loria was silent.

At the end of the story, those few survivors who survived by chance scattered away. They seemed to finally have some basic wisdom, knowing that random reproduction would lead to the extinction of their own species, but who knows which one has what strange and weird traits? What about terror?

Or go back and give Tumei to the shark to eat meat?

Luria didn't want to wake up one day to find that the world had been destroyed by that idiot.

It can be seen from the stories told in the murals that the surviving ancient beasts seem to have improved intelligence, and they do not have the terrifying reproductive ability as before.

It seems to be able to deal with disasters?

Let's just leave it alive?

The last piece of silk thread also disappeared, and the thick fog once again blocked Luria's sight, and she couldn't help but roll her eyes in this deserted circular hall.

The rare treasure actually saw a history that had nothing to do with him and didn't know the truth or falsehood, what annoyed her.

……

Old Mayor Boors is dead.

Died on the way to the gin tavern, though the night watchman had seen him blackened and festered, the town doctor swore he had died from excessive drinking.

As long as it wasn't cholera, the townspeople always breathed a sigh of relief, then smacked their lips and wondered why there wasn't a dramatic cause of death, like murder or syphilis.

This remote town is too peaceful and boring. It is too boring for an important person to die suddenly without bringing some after-dinner conversation. However, at the funeral of the old mayor, his son who seldom showed up did not seem to be as rumored. Gloomy and incompetent—Although he always looks like he is angry with a sullen face, he still manages things in an orderly manner.

The Boers family is the big landowner in Bihu Town, and nearly half of the townspeople depend on them for their livelihood. Therefore, it is no surprise that the town council appointed Boers Jr. as the new mayor.

At least the sullen young man looked useful.

And when Fabiana took off her mourning clothes and looked at the poor inheritance in her own hands, she couldn't help thinking that she was worthless... Her parents had always opposed her marrying the short-lived old widower on her own initiative, and now she Just like my mother had cursed in a fit of rage—reputation ruined, and a poor young widow.

What is there to sigh about now?Fabiana laughed at herself, and put away the inheritance of several hundred pounds with her luggage. It is impossible to stay in this disgusting dilapidated town, but going back to her parents' house is not a good choice. Where should she go?Head north for a job as a governess?

She was lost.

"Mother... where are you going?"

Today's new mayor, Fabiana's stepson Boers Jr. walked into her room, leaned against the door and looked at her suitcase and asked, "Where are you going to travel?"

"I……"

Fabiana pondered, wondering why this young man broke into his room and was so eager to drive her away?

Yeah, who would like a young, emotionless stepmother on top of her head?Thinking of this, Fabiana glared back at her and said, "You don't need to worry, I will leave."

"No, mother... Teacher, you misunderstood. I don't mean to drive you away. Instead, I want you to stay." Under Fabiana's disbelieving gaze, Boers locked the bedroom door behind him , pondered for a long time, and said: "I know you are not happy, and you don't like Bihu Town... So, I did all this for you."

Fabiana stared at the young stepson in front of her. She didn't understand why he wanted to keep her, let alone everything he said he did to her... What did he mean?

……

Miss Loria put her hands on her hips, tilted her head and silently watched the black warrior cut into pieces those "crawlers" who dared to besiege her - the grudge is not afraid of the poison of disaster, and his sudden attack is even more difficult to defend against. I don't know where the big sword and spear in his hand came from, they don't seem to be extraordinary.

But she wisely didn't ask this question, she also knew that this was something that was obtained by killing people.

Turning her head to look at the wooden buildings on both sides of the street, Loria was surrounded by disaster just as she stepped out of the mist. This is a small town that is inhabited, and now she is not sure whether the outbreak of the disaster is extremely serious or this The town has already fallen to this level... She is not surprised by her wonderful experience not long ago. She has learned that there are other worlds in this world through the books in the church, and Iris even set foot in another world. It is said that those crystal-like foxtail lilies in the sanctuary are the flowers she brought back from another world.

But they... Luo Lisi's magic seems to be born with a keen resonance for magic power. When recalling Luo Lisi's magic, she felt that it was completely different from all the genres she knew. She tried to imitate it, but failed. can succeed.

The red mist pervading everywhere seemed to be getting thicker, and Loria frowned unhappily. This was also an unheard of magic. Although it could no longer affect her after Bai Ying was driven away, it still made her A physical disgust.

Slightly closed her eyes, checked the location of Mr. Assistant, and after confirming that there was nothing serious about him, Miss Loria's heart became active... Do you want to try the magic called Mind Vision, although her magic power seems to be unable to support it at all. The way he lived - so why would his future self create such a horribly expensive magic?

Although she seemed to have learned it, she hadn't actually verified it after all. The itchy Luria walked towards Forrest's position for a while, and she couldn't hold back the idea of ​​giving it a try.

According to the content in her memory, she silently recited formulas with unknown meanings, stumbling to mobilize her magic power, but suddenly found that her upper limit of magic power seemed to have expanded by more than a thousand times.

what happened?

Chapter 151

Loria felt that the magic power she could mobilize seemed inexhaustible, and it was smoother than before, as if she could use her fingers, and seemed to have an inexhaustible supply as if she had been trapped in the oasis. The magical power of her... After thinking about it for a while, she focused her eyes on the silver ring on the little finger of her left hand. The dog thief magic item seemed to be shielded for some reason, and her magic power increased sharply. Is there any connection between this?

Impossible... Thinking of a certain possibility, Luria still felt that her guess was absurd. Although this dog thief magic tool is used to stealing her magic power, it is impossible to steal most of it. ?

How can anyone steal things and move people's houses away? She must be thinking too much.

Maybe it's because after the stupid magic item is shielded by this inexplicable magic, the stored magic power can be used by her automatically... Although she was making excuses for the magic item, Miss Loria's fists are still clenched more and more, how angry!

At this moment, she noticed that behind the windows of the small building at the opposite alley, local residents, a middle-aged couple, were peeping at her with malicious eyes. A good smile.

Luria also laughed all of a sudden, she didn't want to randomly experiment with new magic with unknown effects in the town.

Taking off her top hat in one hand and holding the hem of her skirt in the other hand, she bowed slightly to the hostesses who were staring at him maliciously. Before they shouted 'that foreign woman is here', Miss Loria escaped into the room with the help of the evil spirit in the shadow. In the dark.

The root of everything, reflecting my soul, should follow my will and project it onto the ground...

As Loria was reading, she realized that she had forgotten the words. She remembered that it was better to do whatever she wanted in the notes, so she simply found some words to mutter. She read two passages from the scriptures, and then simply recited the prayers for the sublimation of divinity.The originally jerky flow of magic power became smoother instead, as if this magic was her innate talent, she memorized it more vigorously, and at the same time secretly clicked her tongue. The note said that "mind imagery" requires a long preparation time and can't understand it. The magical power of measurement... Is there really no need to lie to myself?

Some closed their doors tightly, some made loud noises, few hesitated to speak, and finally shook their heads and sighed.One after another kerosene lanterns were lit, two people, five people, more than a dozen people gathered together, with knives and guns in their hands, and a strange look of excitement on their faces, as if they were going to participate in a witch hunt in the ignorant age.

The pink-haired foreign girl is the witch they want to hunt. If she is caught first and held a private trial, the mayor must be able to forgive them... and anyway, they have to make raw materials for the factory, so in the trial It's inevitable that she caused some physical and mental harm, and it doesn't matter.

"Over there, I saw her hiding in the shadows!"

Someone shouted to point out the direction, and they lit more lights to wake up more comrades who are willing to participate in this righteous hunt.

But Miss Loria, who was being hunted down, was not as relaxed as expected - the strange itching of her head and tailbone inevitably distracted her who was channeling magic, and she was more or less confused about what this symptom meant. Some bad guesses.

The last time it was in a dream, this time it was in reality.

What should I do if I can't go back?

"The place where I am is the sanctuary, and the light will drive away all uncleanness and evil; the place where I am is the sanctuary, and the darkness will turn into my sharp blade and roam everywhere..."

Fortunately, she had an experience once, as long as she let go of her shame and did not suppress the changes...it would pass soon.

This remote town is really not very big, and the gradually expanding commotion made Forrest, who went to the telegraph office with a gun in his hand, become more cautious. He worried about Luria for about half a minute, and then thought that it was a The fierce lady who knocked down the three armed shepherds with her bare hands should be more worried about herself than her... He has a targeting aid on his forehead.

"Outlander, what are you doing?"

A man's voice came from the dark alley behind the telegraph office. When Forrest squinted his eyes and looked over, he found that it was the owner of the grocery store in the town. The hairy tumor at the corner of his mouth was really impressive. He hid the gun in his hand with his overcoat, curled his lips and replied casually: "I can't sleep at night, so I came out to digest food."

This answer is too casual and perfunctory. Is there any important step missing between falling asleep and taking a walk to digest food?So much so that the owner of the grocery store didn't know how to threaten the stranger in the dark blue coat... The one who pretended to be drunk a few days ago was a normal reaction, right?After being exposed by his vigilance, he even tried to bribe him with money.

The money was naturally collected, and the migrant worker who was wandering at night was still reported by him, and then the factory sent people to arrest him.

"Are you all right? Please move out of the way."

Forrest looked at the grocery store owner who was standing in his way, and said impatiently, "Stay at home and don't wander around at night."

"You!" The shopkeeper who was robbed of his lines was very angry, and the hairy tumor at the corner of his mouth trembled angrily. He suddenly raised his voice and shouted: "I want to report you! Someone will arrest you and take you to the factory! Come……"

Before he finished speaking, his voice was suppressed by the explosion of gunpowder, and then, since then, he could not speak again.

Aren't they meddlesome ordinary townspeople?Forrest felt a little regretful that he didn't kill the man directly. The information he asked from the shepherd's mouth provided conclusive evidence. He was on the battlefield at the moment. What's so polite about scum.

The bullet casing fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

It's just that it's time for him to attract everyone's attention. Thinking of this, he climbed over the courtyard wall and broke in directly. As a former officer of the Naval Intelligence Bureau, he can naturally use the telegraph proficiently.

In the unmanned telegraph office, when Forrest asked for assistance in as short a sentence as possible, he simply added a sentence-there are signs of activities of the Western Sea Separation Force and the terrorist organization Virginia Cherry Tree here.

I also found a charcoal pencil and drew a pattern of thirteen stars and thirteen lines on the wall.

Now the Rifle Regiment should come here quickly. The colonial separatist gang’s crimes are no small matter. As for whether to find out what kind of association, what does it matter to the enthusiastic citizen Mr. Forrest he kindly provided information?

"Boy."

When he climbed out of the back wall of the telegraph office, before he could run far, another call came out.

Forrest looked around, but saw no one.

"Boy, Sailor Boy."

The gentle male voice sounded again, and Forrest looked in the direction of the voice, but he still couldn't see anyone.

Xiemen, this is not the type that naval intelligence officers are good at dealing with. How can we deal with demons and ghosts without an 18-pound gun?

Well, even the devil can't stand the salvo of 381 naval guns.