It's a barren land.

The undulating ground can only see black or brown stones, a piece of loess that is dry enough to be lifted up by a gust of wind, and some yellow weeds that seem to have died, as the so-called Gobi probably sees.

A creature resembling a hybridization of a hare and a marmot poked its head out of a hole in the ground, its triangular mouth filled with grass seeds that had been dug out of nowhere.

In the distance, strange vibrations kept coming.

If you look closely, you can see that in the absence of wind, the pebbles around the marmot are also shaking slightly.

Eventually, the groundhog, who seemed to sense something, stopped chewing, and stood up on its hind legs, which were rather strong compared to its front legs, and looked in the direction of the distant sound.

There was a misty yellow scene.

Residents living in this area are well aware that it is a sandstorm.

It's just that unlike ordinary sandstorms, in the yellow fog where nothing can be seen clearly, you can see pale thunder flashing continuously.

And what can only be vaguely captured at the moment when the thunder flashes is an illusory and huge figure.

Although the sandstorm was still far away, the groundhog was already a little panicked, straightened up, let out a few high-pitched chirps, and after alerting its own kind of danger to it, it slipped into its burrow, and probably did not reappear until the sandstorm passed.

It's a wise choice.

Even though it may seem like there is still a distance of more than ten kilometers, the speed of the sandstorm is amazingly fast, and it is coming in an instant.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the entire heaven and earth were shrouded and filled with a confused yellow mist, and even the light of the miserable white fireball overhead could not penetrate this layer of armor beyond the haze, and the visibility was suddenly reduced to a state that was close to reaching out and not seeing five fingers.

The rumble was louder, but by this time it was already clear that this roar was not the sound of lightning and thunder, and that the source of the sound was something else.

About five minutes after the sandstorm arrived in the area, the roaring body finally appeared.

It was a strange building made of two cast-iron columns, and the exterior of the building could be seen everywhere with patches of riveted iron, which was about 300 meters tall and quite wide in terms of its width, and the radius of the cylinder below was more than 200 meters, so in fact the shape of the building was not a column, it looked more like a thick discus stacked on top of each other.

In all eight directions of the cylinder below, huge mechanical feet like tentacles of an octopus stretched outward, and each step was accompanied by a heavy roar, leaving a deep crater in the Gobi land.

Even though there were no weapons visible from the outside, the terrifying size, the roar of the path, and the thunder that flickered around them all told those who witnessed it just how dangerous it really was—if anyone could survive the terrifying sandstorm from outside.

In fact, even if you enter the terrifying structure that resembles a mechanical octopus, it is not necessarily much better.

A large number of black iron pipes filled it like blood vessels, I don't know if it was due to disrepair or as it should be, many of the pipes were spraying water vapor, and the occasional whistle-like sharp sound even made people feel like this thing was going to explode.

Many bulky mechanical parts accumulate static electricity as they move, and every once in a while, an arc of electricity flashes over the heavy metal shells of those mechanical parts, bringing a strong smell of ozone.

And these thunderbolts will eventually radiate through the column at the top of the building, and finally form the pale thunder.

In the depths of the body of this giant mechanical monster that constantly wanders in the Gobi, there is actually a comfortable living space beyond ordinary people's imagination.

And in the deepest part of this living space, there is also a secret research institute room.

The room was filled with steampunk flair, with various models of brass gears and bearings piled up everywhere, and talkphones made of the same brass were almost half the wall, and the other wall was covered with beautiful or funny machine keys.

A young hedgehog in a T-shirt and suspender pants, protective goggles on his head, and dirty earth-colored thick leather gloves on his hands were intently studying a strangely shaped gear in the warm light.

After a moment, he suddenly raised his head and frowned.

"Which one is it again?"

As soon as he finished his welcome, the space not far away distorted, revealing the figure of a young man in a robe.

At first glance, the appearance of the two is almost identical, but the difference in clothing and hairstyle is too huge, so it will not form the feeling of looking in the mirror.

"Hello," the visitor politely greeted the owner of this room, "My name is Sivi Edric, and you are another form of existence in the parallel world. ”

"I remember I should have said it before," the owner of the room carefully tucked the gear in his hand into the valuable storage box, and then locked the storage box: "My war against you...... No, I guess I'm not interested in 'our' war, and I definitely won't take sides. ”

"On this note, I am not here to invite you to help me in the war."

Sivi spoke.

"What's that for? A day trip to a parallel world. ”

The other party showed a sarcastic smile on his face: "Although it's a bit presumptuous, I don't think there's anything beautiful about my world." ”

Indeed, if it were any other world, there would be at least a lot of beauty to see, but this world is not the case - it is almost only a desert, a neighbor and an oasis, and there is hardly anything to be seen except for the vast expanse of sand and a patch of earthy yellow.

But the interesting thing is that even in this world, humans are still surviving and are building cities better and better.

And the source of why human beings can do all this is the allotrope in front of Sivi.

Unlike other Xiwei who rely on fighting and killing to save the world, this old iron has directly raised the technological level of this world to a higher level through his own technology.

And he himself has successfully completed a qualitative leap through a 'infinite energy' technology, and under the almost medieval technology tree, he has made something extraordinary, such as a mechanical fortress......

In a sense, the 'Xiwei' in front of us should be the most complete of the main task of the system among all the allotropes.