Chang Yu stood in front of the rusted machine tool, covered in the smell of burnt and rotten Chinese medicine.

He recalls the afternoon he had seen a steam train for the first time many years ago. It was steel, sparks, noise, and surging power, and the fifteen-year-old was in an indescribable shock at that moment. From then on, hammers, gears, clockwork, valve, and the surging flames and steam became Chang Yu's best companions, and they shared each other's hearts.

Today.

The obscure and incomprehensible garbled text and abstract and cumbersome graphics on the Book of Creation are, in Chang Yu's eyes, vivid comic strips.

It was as if he had seen with his own eyes an unheard-of barbaric age: reptiles of all kinds huddled under palm trees, the earth was full of hard red soil, the bottom of the sea was occupied by bony fish, the apex predators were giant dragonflies with transparent wings, and primitive bipedal Homo erectus relied on rudimentary iron tools to defend against all kinds of behemoths.

Until one day, the Homo erectus found strange shells in the beach that evaporated seawater and resembled hot pots......

Homo erectus' life has been turned upside down since then.

Inspired by the original shells, they came up with a new kind of naturalism, from the original shells, to clay pottery and bronze, and over the centuries, driven by the desire and wisdom of Homo erectus, the products derived from "naturalism" changed day by day.

You can almost touch the spires of the clouds on the edge of the sky, the ocean submersibles that dive to depths of more than 100,000 meters, and the steam elements that can replace most of the organs of living things.

Homo erectus goes up to heaven and earth and is omnipotent. They called themselves scholars and formed a city-state called Laleiye, which was the heyday of Homo erectus.

Freeze frame.

All kinds of bizarre and strange technologies and knowledge beyond the imagination of mortals are like a rushing river, washing Chang Yu's soul. Sealed in the dust of ultra-ancient history, the pinnacle technology that once brought glory and destruction to Lalaye, and allowed twenty triathlon balls to run at the same time, also opened the tip of the iceberg in front of Chang Yu.

Chang Yu snapped the Book of Creation shut. There was a sharp throbbing pain in his heart, and he even suspected that he would die of high blood pressure in the next moment, but he still bit his lip and recalled his hard-won knowledge.

It was just an inconspicuous stream in the ocean of Lalaie's knowledge, but it had been a long time for him to digest it.

The machine made a sharp hum, the fire was blazing, the gears were turning, Chang Yu put on one-sided copper-rimmed glasses, his thin shadow flickered in the gloomy room, and occasionally the shadows of all kinds of unnamed steam tools in his hands could be seen dancing in the firelight.

About two or three hours later, under Chang Yu's hands, a set of strangely shaped steam equipment gradually took shape.

It consists of a brass mask that covers the nose, mouth, and chin, and is connected to one-handed brass gauntlets and leggings of the same color, which at first glance look like a tattered half-suit of individual soldiers.

Chang Yuji sat on the ground, turned up his trouser legs, took off the gauze on his legs, put on his leg guards, twisted the clockwork gently, and the two keychains cruelly penetrated Chang Yu's wounds.

After about two minutes, Chang Yu stood up and took two steps back and forth, and his right leg miraculously regained its support!

Chang Yu put on a brass mask with a blank face, the brown pipes connected to the one-arm armor and leggings, the stains on his body, the embarrassed sweat and the bulky brass equipment made his whole person a little more psychedelic doomsday steam style.

Click!

Eventually, Chang Yu put on the gauntlet of his right hand and revisited his dilapidated room. Everywhere there are wreckage of machines that have been dismantled and repurposed by themselves.

There is only a pocket-sized steam soldier, which is still well preserved,

It was only sixty or seventy centimeters high, its structural curves were thin and smooth, not as bulky as an ordinary individual soldier, the curves and muscles of steel limbs were the same, two steam pipes running from bottom to top, running through the ribs and shoulders, and the neck was empty and headless.

Each part of a soldier can be disassembled, can be worn, and even does not need to be piloted by a human to complete some simple combat group actions independently.

This is Chang Yu's design, Li Yan polished the steam soldier, because of the limitation of materials, coupled with the rush of time, the technical level can barely reach the six-core, but it must be the most watery, the worst six-core individual soldier in history......

Chang Yu stared at this pocket soldier for a while, reached out and groped in the individual soldier for a while, and after twisting a knob, the entire individual soldier was suddenly torn apart and disassembled into parts.

"Let's start over,"

Chang Yu whispered hoarsely, and the armor of his right arm split from the middle, protruding four or five metal limbs with different tools.

————————————————

"I have a very good employee who only came up with the final plan for the giant Emir a few days ago. He was the pride of Enfield. ”

Saint-Yves was full of spring breeze: "Come here, Robert." This is our mayor of San Francisco. ”

Robert smiled reluctantly and bowed to shake Mayor Michael's hand.

"Young and promising."

"You've won a prize."

Saint-Yves patted Robert on the shoulder: "He solved the problem of high-energy overload of the eight-core steam giant Ymir with a completely new technology, and this technology will be applied to completely new transport machines, and our factories will no longer need so many Chinese Yankees." Rid of these moths, San Francisco will have a brighter future. ”

"Ahem, that, Your Excellency Saint-Yves, would you please come for a moment?"

Robert took St. Yves to the corner and roared in a suppressed tone: "Often modified the giant Ymir, but you used his technology to modify the transport machine in an attempt to squeeze his fellow citizens out of the city?" Leaving those sweatworkers homeless? How can you do such a thing. ”

"Watch your attitude, Robert, I'm your boss. Not your buddy. ”

Saint-Yve's face was relaxed.

He glanced at the ladies and well-behaved gentlemen in the glamorous ballroom, all with relaxed smiles on their faces, and some of them whispered about the fires that had killed and injured during the day, but were soon drowned in the tireless news, and could not make any waves.

"Dear Robert, our times are changing so fast, some things are destined to be forgotten, some are destined to be sacrificed, and Lady Liberty cannot remember the big teeth with braids. But he will definitely remember you. ”

Saint-Yves straightened Robert's clothes: "Relax, the party is about to begin, you are our protagonist." ”

Robert's fists tightened and loosened, and finally deflated: "I can keep my mouth shut, but you and I understand that the real protagonist is not me." ”