Chapter 7: Steam and Magic (Part II)
Li Yan listened, and calmly spoke The man looked at it for a while, until he swallowed his saliva unconsciously, and then Li Yan sighed: "You have to believe me, if it weren't for the fact that I still have friends here, I would definitely not refuse you." ”
"I advise you, or think carefully."
These people began to approach, and they did not carefully ponder the meaning of Li Yan's words.
The other tea-drinkers bowed their heads in surprise, and the old teahouse owner curled up in the corner, took a heavy puff on the cigarette pouch and pot, and waited for the people to finish before he went out to clean up the tables and chairs.
Li Yan's eyes swept over the room full of short axes and daggers, and he really didn't know what to say.
These people mentioned the "Taiping Heavenly Father" in their words just now, and they are probably the people of the Taiping Song Society. Like the Red Lantern Society, the Seagull Cross Flag, etc., it is a product of the mixed environment of San Francisco, in which the objects of the Taiping Song Club and the Red Lantern Festival are all Chinese, and the friction between them is also more serious.
It's a pity that this "Heavenly Father of Peace" is too stingy.
The believers of the Taiping Song Society in front of them don't have the slightest special abilities such as spells, runes, and spells, and they can't talk about any orders and prohibitions, they are simply gangsters who cut fights on the streets.
Seeing these people getting closer and closer, Chang Yu shook his cuffs quietly, revealing a piece of black metal inside, he motioned to check the knife with his eyes, but he didn't expect the latter to see it at all, just stared at the table in a daze.
However, Li Yan took in Chang Yu's movements.
He pushed the teacup, and a full cup of strong tea slid to Chang Yu's hand, reflecting his facial features.
"Don't be nervous, Chang, I'll invite you and Knife to have tea, I won't cause you trouble."
Li Yanchong Chang Yu raised his glass.
Suddenly, the sound of wheels sounded, and the six-legged moving mechanical feet pulled a large piece of metal carriage, brutally crushing through the middle of the avenue.
White policemen wearing saucer hats and metal armbands burst out, wearing a metre-and-a-half-meter-long steam-powered gauntlet in their right hands, in the shape of a saw chain or spray canist, and behind them were six steam dogs with stout mechanical steel claws that took up almost 90% of their bodies.
Without a word of nonsense, the guards shot out several metal nets from the gauntlets, covering all the believers of the Taiping Song Society, and some tried to escape, but were bitten by the steel claws of the steam dogs, and fell miserably.
In the blink of an eye, dozens of thugs were subdued by the garrison outside the city.
Liang Hui, who was full of black hair, walked down from the carriage of the garrison in high spirits and walked down with a civilized stick, and communicated with the leading white policeman.
After a while, these guards pressed the prisoners into the car, and Liang Hui watched them leave, before he walked over to the tea table of Li Yan and the others.
He took off his hat at Li Yan: "Sir, I'm sorry to let these bastards disturb you, I promise these people will never have a chance to harass you again, they will spend the rest of their lives in American prisons." ”
"I'm sorry for you."
"The police department has long wanted to find trouble with the infidels who are wandering the residential streets, and I just pushed the boat with the flow."
"Have a drink?"
Liang Hui was flattered and took Li Yan's teacup, holding it in his hand and not drinking it.
"Well, I won't bother you."
Li Yan nodded, Liang Hui didn't say anything else, bowed again and turned to leave.
"They're Hop Shing people."
Chang Yu hesitated.
"You've heard that, too."
"Of course, their reputation here is thunderous." Chang Yu rushed to check the knife and said, "Your friend is the leader of Hesheng?" ”
Li Yan said: "Of course not, at this time yesterday, I was still hiding in the fishy cabin, promised a rich life by a black-hearted businessman, and came to this hot land across the ocean, who would have thought that the world would be strange?" ”
"You, how are you?"
"The person just now is Liang Hui, the leader of Hesheng. I found out by chance that he was a distant relative of mine, so as soon as I got off the boat, I came to join him. ”
Li Yan poured a cup of tea for Chang Yu and Cha Xiaodao.
"Relatives?"
"Although I am young, I am his uncle."
Chang Yu bowed his head and said, "I'm usually a wooden person, but I don't mean I'm a fool." ”
Li Yan laughed: "I'm kidding you." Forget about what you just did, and I'll treat you two to drink. ”
Chang was a little moved, but he still said hesitantly: "I have an appointment in the evening, but I can't drink more." ”
Li Yan didn't hesitate: "The point is to stop." ”
What Li Yan said was the rice wine brewed in the nearby store. In the city of San Francisco, three dark-haired Chinese have a natural affinity, especially for Chang. In particular, Li Yan still knows a little bit about magic technology, which makes Chang Yu even more excited.
Chatting and talking, somehow, it came to the issue of the steam soldiers.
"The science and technology of Westerners are indeed incomparable, and I sometimes draw drawings, measure dimensions, grind parts, and piece together a mechanical creation with a living line, and place the three balls in the object, and the moment I activate it, I feel as if I am an omnipotent creator."
Li Yan shook his head: "Impossible, mechanical creatures will never be able to be like living creatures." ”
Chang may be a little drunk: "Of course it is possible, people eat and drink, machines need to burn coal, excrete fertilizer, steam is like blood, metal is bones, and as long as all kinds of structures conform to the structure, machines can live like living things." ”
"But a man has a corpse, maybe all his organs are intact, but he is dead, how can this be explained in a mechanical body."
"The human heart stopped beating, so he died, the three balls on the mechanical body stopped working, and his life reached the end."
The two of them seemed to start arguing.
Li Yan asked, "What is the working principle of those three balls?" Someone can answer that, right? If not, what's the difference between science in your mouth and a goddess? ”
"The triathlon ball is an application technique, and as long as there are enough materials and tools, I can make it for you to see. Its principle is like the boiling of water, the thunder and lightning in the sky, it is an objective law, a fact visible to the naked eye, and a natural law that can be summarized and used by man. As for the more abstract things, I don't know how to describe them to you. ”
"The fact that the soothsayer uses the shape of the tortoise shell to calculate the good fortune and evil is also a fact that is visible to the naked eye, is that also convincing?"
"It doesn't make sense for you to talk about the problem like that. If, since ancient times, apples have been ripe and no longer go downward, but fly irregularly everywhere, and the flames can burn oxygen, and the iron in the ice cubes will melt, it is also the law of nature. People have nothing to question. In other words, if divination is tried, then it is science. ”
"Is that what you think?"
Li Yan asked.
Chang spread his hands: "Since the industrial age, this has been everyone's idea. ”
Although the argument was fierce when they drank wine, Chang Yu still knew Li Yan at first sight, although Li Yan's question was imaginative, but the two were by no means donkey's lips or horses' mouths.
At dusk, Chang Yucai, who was red-faced, hurriedly rushed to check Li to say goodbye.
Li Yan looked at the back of Chang leaving, and he suddenly remembered the roar that claimed to be the great Yog: "This world has been held in the palm of the hand by the black-robed emperor, and he uses steel and machines to erode people's hearts. And you, too, will be defeated! ”
Li Yan squinted his eyes, and a witty phrase suddenly came to mind in his mind: "Pick up the dog to cut the bricks, but let the bricks bite the hand......"
Cha Xiaodao, who was next to him, was not interested in the argument between the two, but suddenly sneezed for no reason.
It took a long time for Li Yan to eliminate these thoughts that had a high probability of nothing to do with his incident, and instead thought: "If I am in this world, use magic technology to create a steel body for the black rider ......."