As twilight began to cover the land, heavy smoke poured in from all directions, flooding the city like a flood, but passers-by were not surprised by the dense fog with visibility of no more than five meters, as they were used to it.

After all, Cornwallis City's nickname "Fog Capital" is not for fun.

In the factories in Dongcheng District, in order to further improve efficiency and save labor costs, those large factory owners have long begun to implement the reform of mechanized factories, they wantonly purchase steam-driven machinery and let these machines work day and night, perfectly implementing the production policy that people die and machinery cannot be stopped.

In order for such a number of machines to operate, sufficient energy is also necessary, and the steam power plant in the center of Dongcheng District is also running all year round.

A large tributary of the Tyral River, the mother river of the Hayward Empire, runs through the city of Cornwallis, and the city is directly divided into industrial slums to the east and wealthy business districts to the west.

The low-level workers in Dongcheng District can see the lights on the other side of the river every night, which is extremely luxurious, while the rich elites in Xicheng District stand by the river and see not the poor people who seem to be living in hell on earth, but only the steam power tower called the heart of the city.

It was the crowning masterpiece of the Templar Church's Steam R&D Department, and a precious treasure bestowed upon humanity by the God of Steam and Progress, it was so tall and strong, so sexy and charming.

Massive amounts of river water and coal were swallowed up by the tower, which heated the tower, turning it into a scorching bright red and exuding a terrifying heat, under which the river water would vaporize in an instant, turning into light steam and flying to the upper level of the tower.

Controlled by the mechanisms on top of the steam towers, this almost endless amount of steam is highly compressed, bottled, and transported to every factory, where it is finally filled into the bodies of the massive production machines, where they become the heart of their work.

In the same way, the steam pipes all over the city will also send sufficient steam to every corner of the city, so that everyone can enjoy the convenience brought by steam, gas lamps make the night bright, steam cars make transportation convenient, steam airships make human beings conquer the sky, ultra-long-distance travel and commerce become a reality, and so on.

It's always so good.

Praise to the God of steam and progress, who has brought the gospel to all mankind.

Whenever they saw the towering towering tower emitting a high red glow and operating normally, all the rich factory owners would thank the great god from the bottom of their hearts.

Of course, perfect perfection only exists in myths, so great steam will always have a little bit of shortcomings, such as steam pipes often aging and bursting causing steam leakage, in order to maintain the temperature of the tower, too much coal is burned and coal ash is flying all over the sky, etc.

This little flaw is completely acceptable, after all, human adaptability is quite good, and the gray sky and coal-smelling air are actually not so bad after getting used to it.

Besides, now that the Alliance and the Church have begun to pay attention to the problem of air pollution, all steam towers are only allowed to run at half power during the day, so that at least there will be no fog during the day, and at night? That's whatever, anyway, the vision is not good at night, so adding a little fog doesn't have much effect.

Diana's carriage was driving in smoke, and the poor sight also made the coachman slow down slightly, but even so, when two figures suddenly appeared in the middle of the road ahead, the coachman was startled and quickly stopped the carriage.

"What's wrong, Turner, what's going on?"

The lame coachman heard the young lady's inquiry from the carriage behind him, and he quickly replied.

"It's alright, miss, it's just that someone is in the way, I've asked Danny to check on the situation, please wait a moment."

In the carriage, Diana was relieved to hear the driver's answer.

Great, she thought she was slapped in the face so soon, it turned out that it was just pedestrians blocking the road, this thing is quite common, after all, it is really difficult to walk on foggy nights, and some people with inconvenient legs and feet are always a little slow when crossing the road, this kind of thing is good to wait for a while.

"Well, it's okay, just wait a while, Turner, you let Danny be polite, don't rush someone."

Diana commanded.

Then she turned her head to the senior sister beside her, who was tense and even drew her wand.

"Don't worry, don't be so nervous, it's just a normal little accident, the air in Cornwallis City is indeed a little too bad, but it doesn't matter, my family has just recently acquired a manufacturer that produces clean charcoal, and is already negotiating orders with steam power manufacturers, if the steam tower uses this kind of clean charcoal, the pollution will definitely be reduced by about half."

In order to appease her senior sister, who seemed to be a little overly nervous, Diana took the initiative to find a topic.

It's a pity that the poor school girl seems to have some difficulty understanding the topic of this local tyrant junior sister, she didn't say anything, but held the wand in her hand a little tighter.

"Diana, have you learned the Guardian Charm?"

Suddenly, Cinderella asked.

The merchant girl was stunned for a moment, then shook her head honestly.

"I didn't learn it, senior sister, that's a spell we only learned in the next semester, and we're just getting started."

Although I don't know why my senior sister asked this, Diana still reminded her that this question is really out of the program.

"Then you can make a wish to me, and say that you want to be protected by the guardian charm."

The school bully girl frowned, thought about it, and changed her words.

Diana was still a little confused, and she didn't know what her senior sister wanted to do, but out of the trust she had cultivated during this time, she still needed to make a wish.

"I hope Senior Sister, you can let me be protected by the Guardian Charm."

"Okay, your wish has come true."

Cindera snapped her fingers and said.

As a result, a thin transparent shield appeared on Diana's body, which made a businesswoman who had not yet learned witchcraft a sense of novelty.

She just wanted to express her admiration for her senior sister, but before she could speak, she was suddenly so frightened that she closed her mouth.

Cinderella calmly took out a black revolver with a mysterious pattern from the pocket of the school uniform, the size of this gun is much larger than that of ordinary revolvers, especially the extraordinarily thick double barrel is a little scary, where is this pistol, it is clearly a hand cannon.

This gun is still a bit big for a girl, so the school girl had to hold it with both hands, she aimed the muzzle of the gun at the door of the carriage, and at the same time kept sending magic into the gun in her hand, and on the gorgeous gun body, those mysterious lines began to be lit up one by one.

"Miss, can you come out for a while, I think we're in trouble, Danny and I don't dare to call the shots, we need to trouble you to deal with it."

Outside the carriage came the voice of the lame coachman Turner.

Without waiting for Diana to reply, Cinderella answered for her.

"Shoot, Magic Bullet Shooter."

"Woo ....."

The silence of the night was shattered by the loud gunshots.