He often did not speak for a long time, and only then did he say with difficulty: "There is a lot of discrimination in this city, northerners against southerners, Anglos against Irishmen." The Chinese are no different, we can survive here, and if the Irish can get citizenship, so can we. With my knowledge and mind, we can live well here. ”

Yanzi stared at Chang Yu in a daze: "Chang, you like it here, right?" ”

“……”

Chang Yu lowered his head: "I, I don't know." ”

"So, have you thought about going back?"

Swallow asked softly,

Chang Yu smiled dryly: "I've lived in San Francisco for so many years, and my braids have been cut a long time ago, and I'm going to kill my head when I go back." ”

"Often, it's easy to cut the braids off your head." Yanzi looked at Chang Yu and said, "But it's difficult to cut off the braids in my heart." ”

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One hundred and fifty years ago, the iron train appeared, and people used a large number of geosteam engines to pump underground water sources, and large areas of the strata were hollowed.

A hundred years ago, the first steam airship was introduced, and in the blue sky, colorful airboats and the pungent smell of sulfur dioxide.

In the past 50 years, the ocean train has not been seen, and the heavy artillery and ironclad ships of various countries have flaunted their might on the sea, and have begun to set foot in various previously unknown seas, and marine life has been hunted in large numbers.

After nearly two hundred years of development, the manufacture of the so-called "steam guard" has become an extremely complex science and even an art.

Adventurers can arm themselves with steam guards, slay dangerous beasts, and explore treacherous environments; The aristocracy used expensive steam armament to show off their wealth and duel; Slave traders relied on steam armies to slaughter rebellious tribes, and the state used steam guards to plunder land and suppress revolutions.

However, the steam guards in this fairy-woven land are far less professional, refined, and ferocious than they later are.

"Fifty marks! New arrivals. ”

The owner of the weapon shop with a huge belly held out five fingers.

Li Yan picked up this anti-riot net shooter, a gun shell made of pig iron, a mahogany support, which can shoot a net rope with a diameter of five meters.

This weapon, which is worth fifty marks, is not even a child's toy compared to [Crazy Shock].

It's a pity to say that Li Yan can't take out the shotgun now, otherwise he will definitely open the eyes of this arrogant Humpty Dumpty.

In "Giant Lake", Li Yan can't take out any of the items stored in his personal seal, but his knowledge and abilities are not affected.

Li Yan's fingers gently pinched the butt of the gun, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Let's make a deal, I'll help you repair the damaged steam guard, and you can rent this net shooter to me." ”

The owner of the weapons shop scoffed: "Come on, young man, if you want to participate in the conference, you must at least have a semi-automatic steam individual armor, and the price is not something that you, a poor devil who can't even afford a net shooter, can afford." ”

After a pause, he added, "If you want to follow the warriors who won the Steam Conference to defeat the Cyclops, you can be the warriors' servants." Maybe we'll see the princess again. ”

"Really? Then on another condition, I'll fix the broken steam guard for you, and you lend me a set of stock in your shop, even for the cheapest steam soldier. ”

The owner of the weapons shop complained: "Liang, if I hadn't known your old Jack for a while, I would have blasted you out a long time ago, and the little thing you learned from the clock shop couldn't even fix a steam water lifter." ”

Before he finished speaking, he saw that the net gun in Li Yan's hand was dismantled with his bare hands, and the parts were scattered on the table.

"You!"

The boss was furious and asked Li Yan to compensate before he spoke. I saw Li Yan pinching a belly spring and sending it to the boss, with a clear crack on it.

"It's not worth fifty marks, is it?"

As soon as Li Yan's words fell, the card in his pocket became hot, and after a while, the word "lame" disappeared from the "crappy steamer".

In this fairy tale, the behavior of the characters can affect the identity of the card, and the originally insignificant supporting role can also become the protagonist.

“……”

Looking at the spring in Li Yan's hand, the boss's expression was quite surprised, and he reluctantly walked out of the counter after a while, beckoning to Li Yan: "Come with me." ”

The two of them went one after the other to the backyard, and the blacksmith pointed with his fat finger at a rusty iron armor with a rusty engine in the yard.

"I usually use him to drive away wild boars that bite the fence and the fruit. As long as you can fix a third of the broken items in the shop, this individual armor will be lent to you. ”

"That's it."

"But you have to hurry, this afternoon, the steam conference is about to begin."

Li Yanyi frowned, "So fast?

The sun was setting, and the scheduled steam meeting was held as scheduled in the King's arena.

Saint-Yve's steam soldier, dressed like a large diver, was five meters tall and fully armed. There were four cannons, behind which were harpoons and netters. This is the "hunting tide" model that has been involved in the Hundred Years of Franco-Prussian War, which has experienced a hundred battles and is extremely practical.

He was a noble knight, and it didn't take much effort to get his hands on the most advanced steam soldier of this era.

Beside him is the young and strong blacksmith Michael, who relies on his own exquisite craftsmanship to build a self-made "Passion Horn", this year, as long as you have enough labor costs and a certain amount of craftsmanship, with your own documents to buy a triathlon ball from the arms company, it is also completely possible to put together a semi-automatic steam soldier by yourself.

Interestingly, Saint-Yves looked arrogant, and Michael had a bull-like look on his face, but they didn't even make eye contact with each other.

They seem to have forgotten their original identities and are honestly immersed in the world of fairy tales, fantasizing about becoming famous and marrying a beautiful princess.

"The rules of the Steam Conference are simple."

The court minister, dressed in ornate robes, stood on a high platform: "In the arena, the one who destroys the engine behind the steam armor of all opponents, or the core triathlon ball, is the final winner." ”

His eyes swept over the various steam soldiers in the audience: "So, are you ready?" ”

"Please wait."

The palace minister followed the voice of the voice, and saw that Li Yan was wearing an iron plate armor, carrying a bulky steam engine behind him, even the core three balls were exposed, and he was holding a steam chainsaw that he didn't know if he could spin it, which looked shabby and funny.

The warriors who participated in the steam conference burst into laughter and whistles, and some people recognized that this was the individual equipment of the weapon shop owner to drive away wild boars, and it was even more hyped, and the noise was louder.

But there were also those who whispered that this man was certain to die and that the king should not tell him to continue attending the convention.

The minister was unmoved, but asked kindly, "Is there anyone else?" ”

No one spoke for a long time before the minister nodded: "Then, the conference begins!" ”

Li Yan was frowning and starting the chainsaw, wearing this thing was as uncomfortable to him as wearing a sweater backwards. But before he could react, several grenades were already coming, and many people, including Saint-Yves, took him as a soft persimmon.

The gunpowder exploded with a bang, and the waves of flames rolled in.

There was a heavy exclamation from the venue, many people just covered their eyes, and a black shadow in the flames rushed out like lightning, he twisted off the heavy steam saw chain on the mecha, and Tarzan was generally slashed at the body of an opponent, and the steam soldier of more than three meters fell in response. Li Yan grabbed the collar of the unconscious unlucky man before he could get him out, and the palace minister had already blown a sharp whistle.

He stretched out his hand and pointed at Li Yan's tattered single soldier who had been burned into wreckage in the flames: "It's a pity, young man, that you were eliminated. ”

Li Yan was puzzled: "Huh? ”

Soon, he was surrounded by guards, and in a field of "He just jumped ten meters!" "Qigong!" exclaimed.

Almost at the same time as he left the field, a silver steam soldier who was less than two meters long and completely fit the human body design, like a vigorous cheetah, fought into the arena.