The "Iron Boots Hunting Group" was originally a large hunting group with tens of thousands of hunters in Omar.

This time, it was a very strong detachment of their team that came to the plague base, led by the deputy head of the fourth-order [Demon Hunter Master] Burgos.

This kind of large-scale hunting group with strong strength, sophisticated equipment, and advanced machinery and equipment can always capture "opportunities" with its super keen sense of smell.

And this time they wiped out an entire tribe of barbarians, plundering so many treasures. It is also the most exciting time for the hunters of this "plague base" to open up the wasteland in the swamp of the ruins for two months.

Inside the "Plague Base", you can see mountains of demonic beast skins at a glance.

This is the best raw material for making magic scrolls, robes, and leather equipment.

The barbarian tribes were still in the Stone Society, but they had a high level of skinning skills. It is also because they survive in the wild all year round and hunt Warcraft all the time, and a large number of Warcraft fur has been piled up in the tribe.

This batch is of very high quality, in good condition, and the peeling technique is impeccable.

In the He Chamber of Commerce, it is definitely a hot item.

"One thousand and three hundred first-order demonic beast skins, five hundred second-order, and third-order..."

"1,500 kilograms of dog's head gold..."

"There are nine hundred and fifty-one first-order demonic beast crystal nuclei, and second-order demonic crystals..."

"Thirty high-grade gems of various colors, medium-grade gems..."

"Three high-grade potion materials [Snake Head Flower], nineteen [Ghost Skull Mushrooms], and one fifth-order demonic beast skeleton..."

“...”

Every time the number is reported, it will attract enthusiastic cheers from onlookers.

The steward of the "Sunflower Chamber of Commerce" is counting the value of the goods, counting and recording at the same time.

The hunters will give it to them here, although the price will be lower, but it will save them the trouble of transporting it back to the city themselves.

And after realization, they can also continue to hunt for famine, so as to maximize the benefits of this outing.

......

Wren wasn't interested in going to see the excitement.

From afar, he saw the dark-skinned and totemic heads hanging on the mechanical city.

This is also one of the main missions released by the "Shining City", hunting barbarians.

Each head is a meritorious service and can be exchanged for at least ten contribution points.

There were four or five hundred bloody human heads, exactly the number of a small tribe.

And it is also customary for human heads to be hung on the mechanical city, in order to show the military exploits, but also to deter those barbarians, and also to provoke them to attack the mechanical city, so as to wait for work.

Because this kind of "luring the enemy" tactic has long appeared in other bases, it is quite easy to use.

The remnants of the nearby tribal barbarians, armed with spears, bows and arrows, and stone weapons, will frantically storm the steel-poured mechanical city and snatch back the heads of the tribesmen...

It's much easier than fighting them in the wilderness, and it's easier to reap the rewards of war.

I don't know if it's because I know Udo, in Wren's eyes, those Coleman humans are not uncivilized "barbarians" like orangutans in the eyes of others.

They also have their own civilization, and they are also reasonable.

But the plundering of resources is destined to be bloody.

Wren wasn't that virgin, he didn't think he could change anything, he didn't think he could change anything.

When encountering an existence that threatens his life, he will not hesitate to kill him.

But what you can do is not to take pleasure in it.

......

The "Plague Base" now has three "ghoul-class" mechanical cities. They are in a triangular shape, and then a steel fence is built on three sides by engineering trucks, enclosing a hunting camp of tens of thousands of square meters.

The upper-class people stayed in the mechanical city, and the ordinary hunters set up their own tents in the enclosed camps.

And Rennes' "soy sauce hunting group" was assigned a few square meters of camp in the corner of the camp, relying on the sausage cart to set up a field marching tent.

Wren's lab and Carl's machine shop are both here.

Back in the barracks, Tust is tinkering with a mechanical figure with intricate clockwork with his octopus robotic arm.

And little Carl was lying on the small wooden table, holding a ruler, and drawing mechanical drawings very carefully.

Hearing the movement, he raised his head and greeted happily: "Brother Rennes, are you back?" ”

"Hmm."

Wren nodded, glanced at the drawing in his hand again, and asked casually, "Carl, what are you drawing?" ”

Karl said, "The blueprints of the Machine City! ”

Independently designing a mechanical city of one's own is the lifelong dream of every mechanic, and it is also one of the necessary conditions for senior mechanics to advance to the "mechanical master".

The behemoth of the Steam Machinery City is a scientific and technological product that condenses the wisdom of the mechanics, and if you want to design a complete mechanical city, you need an incomparably deep knowledge reserve.

Power boilers, steel mechanics, enchantments, weapon systems... Without decades of immersion, it is simply impossible to succeed.

"Oh? You've started designing Mechanical City? ”

During this time, Wren already knew very well that although Carl was young, his mechanical talent was definitely a "top genius". Many of his whimsical designs can even make the eyes of Ren, a traverser, shine.

He thought it was just Carl's hands-on design, so he casually asked, "What kind of mechanical city are you going to design?" ”

Carl picked up the sketch he was working on and said, "I'm going to design a flying Mechon!" ”

"Huh? Can fly? ”

Wren didn't care, because he didn't know anything about mechanics.

But when I heard Carl's idea of "wanting to go to heaven", I was stunned for a moment.

Hearing this, Tust put down the clockwork puppet in his hand.

The old man smiled and looked at Carl, but more like to explain something to Wren, and said, "Imagination is a mechanic's most precious talent. Theoretically, as long as the power is sufficient, the mechanical city can indeed fly into the sky. ”

After a pause, he glanced at his grandson and said: "But little Carl, the current level of science and technology in the world wants the mechanical city to fly into the sky, and there are still many technical difficulties that have not been overcome, at least for a few decades..."

This is a very clever statement, probably to make Wren a layman understand what the creativity and imagination of a mechanic means.

There is also a sense of encouragement, which will not extinguish Carl's "sincere heart" for mechanical technology.

"No, no, no..."

Wren shook his head and said sincerely, "I think Carl's idea is very good, maybe it will come true soon!" ”

Instead of thinking Carl was "whimsical", he couldn't agree more.

In the previous life, the human manned spacecraft landed on Mars, and there was nothing surprising about the iron lumps flying into the sky, which was originally the only way for the future development of machinery.

He was shocked that this Karl had reached that level of "imagination" at this current level of technology.

In the field of science, there are often some "pioneer" geniuses who have left a strong mark on history.

Their ideas are often at odds with the ideas of the secular public, and they are shocked by the world, and they will be destroyed by the mainstream as "heresy". But many years later, people will find that those pioneers represent the truth.

Like Copernicus in Wren's previous life...

......

Carl's little face was full of excitement when he heard Wren praise him, sharing his sketches: "Wow... Brother Wren, do you think my 'Flying Machinery City' is feasible too? The other mechanics said I was delusional..."

"Of course it works."

Wren nodded, his tone full of encouragement.

As he spoke, he really looked at the drawings in Carl's hand, and asked, "So, Carl, what kind of flying machine city are you going to design?" ”

The secret of the mechanical wreckage now belonged to him alone, as well as to His Highness Ymir.

He does not have the right to leak in advance.

But thinking that in the future, when he got the technology of the Machine City, he must let Carl and his grandfather see if they can create something new.

Carl was excited: "This is the 'Flying Crab' I painted, which can travel on land, fly in the sky, and swim in the water..."

“...”

When Wren heard this, his face twitched.

Except for dachshunds, which are crabs.

Can't you just be a little more domineering design?

Like what... Dragon?

There are two kinds of geniuses, one is ordinary genius and the other is "pioneer" genius.

Carl was probably a pioneer in the field of mechanics.

However, there is nothing wrong with the technology, but aesthetically, it seems that it is not very mature...

Wren felt that he needed to properly guide Carl's aesthetics.

He said, "Carl, you haven't thought of designing a more powerful shape, the kind that can fly?" ”

Carl blinked: "More powerful? ”

Wren guided, "Carl, what is the most powerful magical beast you have ever heard of?" ”

"You mean... Griffins? ”

Karl thought for a moment and said, "The coat of arms of the Omar royal family, that kind of griffon?" I heard that it is a mythical fetish of the combination of a lion and an eagle..."

Wren felt that the griffin didn't look domineering at all, but looked a little weird, so he said directly: "Have you ever thought that it was a dragon?" ”

Karl heard a vague concept: "Dragon? A mythical dragon? ”

"yes!"

Wren added, "Haven't you heard of the legend of a black dragon living in a cave in the 'Alcoron Mountains'? It is said to be the absolute overlord at the top of the Warcraft food chain... If the Flying Machinery City you designed, if it is a steel dragon, isn't it also the most powerful in the Machinery City? ”

"Huh..."

Carl thought about it seriously, and the big eyes as bright as the starry sky suddenly lit up, and the essence of inspiration burst out more and more: "Ah! Brother Wren, I have thought of it! The composition of a super flying mechanical city popped into my head..."

He couldn't hold back his excitement, as if he had seen a huge mechanical wyvern in front of him, and he exclaimed, "Oh my! It's so beautiful, so perfect, I'm going to design it right away! It's the ultimate dream I've ever had in my life..."

Then, the little boy seemed to forget about Wren in front of him in a blink of an eye, tore up his original draft, and began to concentrate on drawing the drawings.

......

Wren doesn't care, fanatical researchers are just about this "virtue".

As soon as you devote yourself to research, you immediately forget to sleep and eat.

His teachers Ilubeck was, Karl was, and so did Tuxter.

He felt like he was about to get sick himself.

Tust looked at his grandson, who was obsessed, shook his head and smiled, his eyes full of relief. Turning his face, he said to Wren again: "I have a heart." ”

Wren smiled disappreciatively and said casually, "Haha... I also want Carl Jr. to design a super mechanical city, in case I want to be a lord in the future, wouldn't it be just right to use it? ”

Tust glanced at him and responded with a smile: "In the future, you kid can really be a lord, how about the old man help you design one?" I'm afraid you don't have the ambition..."

"Okay! Deal! ”

Wren didn't care if it was possible or not, he agreed to come down first.

Lord? Hundreds of billions or trillions of dollars are needed, and a lot of small money is needed...

Tust smiled and skipped the topic.

He looked at the injuries on Wren's face again, and asked with a smile, "Wren boy, you were beaten up again today?" How do you feel that this time I was more injured than usual, did I meet a powerful opponent? ”

"Yes, I met a noble lady from the imperial capital."

Wren responded with a smile and took out the very handsome white gloves, "But fortunately, I won, and I won a good pair of gloves." ”

"Hehe, Miss Noble will go to the fighting ring? That's pretty weird..."

Tust didn't have much time to be awake now, and after a few words of chatting, he was a little sleepy, "The old man is sleepy, and he went to sleep." ”

With that, he turned and slipped into the tent and went to sleep.

"Okay. Grandpa Tuxter. ”

Wren nodded.

Thinking about it, he took out another demonic beast corpse and practiced his daily compulsory homework - surgical dissection as usual.

I didn't think about it, but I cut and cut, and two uninvited guests walked towards the tent.

When I looked closely, he knew one of them.

It was actually the bearded administrator who looked like Marx in the Central Library of the "Shining City"!

This all-people war call-up, so that this kind of civilian personnel also came out to participate in the mission?

Wren thought so.

When he saw an acquaintance, he casually greeted him as if he was in the library: "Hey! Mr. Administrator, why are you here too? ”

Wren had just waved his hand, but at this moment, a strong wind blew.

There was a burly man beside him.

Except for the last assassination, Bazel, who had never shown his own initiative, suddenly appeared beside him at this moment, with an extremely solemn expression.

“...”

Wren's eyelids jumped, and the greeting suddenly froze there.

He knew that things were going to be big.

......

Without waiting for Bazel to speak, the man in the cloak took the initiative to take off his cloak and greeted with a smile: "Hey, Mr. Bazel, don't be nervous... I don't mean it badly. ”

It's a pretty handsome face, except that he smiles a little squint, and doesn't look like a bad guy.

Wren also remembered, isn't this the guy who played cards with the bearded man in the library last time?

Bazel didn't speak, but looked at the bearded administrator.

"I don't know what this guy is trying to do, but he really doesn't mean anything."

The bearded administrator responded, and said with a deep meaning: "Probably, I just want to find this little friend next to you and play cards?" ”

When Bazel heard this, he squinted and did not speak again.

Wren then understood, these three people seem to know each other?

......

Playing cards?

This guy is so idle?

Unexpectedly, at this time, the young man in the cloak actually took out a deck of poker, grinned with white teeth, and asked, "Mr. Wren, do you want to play a game?" ”

Can you dodge it by pretending?

Obviously, no.

"Okay!"

With a smile on his face, Wren responded heartlessly,

He also proposed: "Will the four fight the landlord?" ”