Two days after Mu Yu Lily of the Valley left, Tie Slag said goodbye to Mu Yuqin Xin and Lime Rock, took the air train, and returned to the Central Continent. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Instead of going directly to Quicksand Town, he disembarked in a small town near the Great Ape City of the Ram family, a great nobleman in the middle of the country. He was going to go to Qiman's dream to understand the situation before making a decision. After all, the 100,000-ton Star Treasure Diamond is extremely rare, and not everyone can mine it, otherwise it wouldn't be so expensive. In fact, after he knew the specific price, he didn't have any ideas, but he didn't take a look, and he was a little unwilling.

The dimensional gate of Qiman's Dream is located in the dark jungle east of the Great Ape City, next to the Dark Night Lighthouse. A small town was built there, called "Dream Town".

Iron Slag counted the materials on his body, including a secret steel machete, an ordinary military dagger, a gunpowder silver star, six boxes of bullets, two blasting grenades, a cardinal badge of Notre Dame, a badge of the Temple of the War Bear, a star stone black/card under the name of Ciris Investment Co., Ltd., an exclusive encrypted satellite communicator of Notre Dame, and five hundred gold coins.

Later, he bought a second-hand Great Wall Iron Rider in the town, loaded it with some water, food, and travel supplies, and headed for the land of dreams. He could have asked Mu Yuqinxin to send him over with an exclusive flying machine and parachute directly at the destination. But considering that he is not from Notre Dame, and often directs them to do things, it will definitely have a bad effect.

Half a day later, the iron slag reached the border of the dark jungle. Looking up, the road to the Land of Dreams is wide, with four train tracks in the middle and eight lanes of oil on either side. It's just that the road surface is a little potholed and in disrepair, and the train tracks are also rusty, with breaks appearing from time to time, apparently not used for many years. After entering the road, the traffic is very sparse, and it is a long time before a large truck roars past.

It used to be crowded with traffic all year round, but with the completion of floating silver cities, the transportation volume has decreased sharply, so it has gradually been abandoned. Recently, trucks have passed by, and it is also because the Far Eastern Snake Clan is building the fifty-second silver city - Snake City.

And now the mined Xingchen Diamond used in the aircraft is very light in weight, and there is no need for special transportation at all, just use the back packaging.

More than 200 years ago, when some people proposed to build a city using the floating stones in Qiman's dreams, the Temple of Glory raised the most resolute objections.

"We are all sons and daughters of the earth, never separated from each other, never erected high walls, and never built cities in the sky!"

This sentence is called "Glory Eternal Oath" by those who know this history. At the beginning, many people questioned it, thinking that it was just a god's rhetoric, just for profit. But when the final battle began, everyone believed it, believing in this oath forged with flesh and blood.

Never build a floating city, never abandon anyone.

This is the glorious faith.

Seven or eight hours later, at night, the iron slag ran more than 500 kilometers and finally arrived at the land of dreams.

From a distance, it's slightly smaller than Quicksand, and most of the houses are wooden and built between trees. Due to the perennial humidity of the ground, it is about one meter overhead, which is a bit of the taste of ancient pre-nuclear war-style architecture.

The streets of the town are relatively narrow, the neon lights are all warm colors, and there is a sense of peace and tranquility when walking on the street.

Next to the Land of Dreams is the base camp of the Dark Jungle Garrison, so there are many garrisons wearing tarpaulin uniforms on the streets. They got together in twos and threes, hooked shoulders, laughed and scolded. Or screaming loudly, or carrying a wine bottle, walking crookedly, drunk, or holding the woman, possessing them in their ears, whispering, not causing bursts of laughter.

Whether it is a mercenary or a regular army, whenever it is time to rest, they always like to go to the bar to find the warbler. After all, they all live a life of licking blood with knives, and no one knows what tomorrow will bring, maybe they will be torn to pieces by a frog, or melted into a pool of flesh by the acid of a stinging bug, or shot in the head by the gendarmerie. Only the drunken dreams and soft and delicate bodies at this moment can make them feel that they are still alive, and they are living comfortably and happily.

Looking at the approach bridge in the distance, in the air dozens of meters high, quiet and deep, glowing with dark blue waves of the plane gate, Iron Slag slowly took a breath, twisted the throttle lightly, and drove away at a uniform speed.

A moment later, he drove up to the approach bridge, which was spiraling due to the plane's gate being on a higher level. He ran five or six laps, and he finally drove into the plane gate.

In front of him, the dazzling sunlight shone in front of him, making him unable to open his eyes for a while. After a few seconds, he gradually got used to it. What catches your eye is a huge metal platform in the shape of a semicircle, about tens of thousands of square meters. There are all kinds of floating boats parked on it, most of them are the size of a rear eight-wheeled truck, but there are also twenty or thirty meters long, rising and falling, like busy worker bees.

Between the floating boats, there are all kinds of forklifts and board trucks. Many Far Easterner workers in canvas overalls were either carrying things, driving vehicles, or sitting on material boxes and chatting.

In the distant sky, the fog is filled, and the large and small islands are hidden in it, looming, just like the glazed fairyland, the top of the gods and mountains.

The sunlight here is warm and warm, and it is not dazzling at all, except for the discomfort of switching between night and day when you first leave the plane gate.

Mu Yu Lily of the Valley told him in class that the platform here is called "The Land of the Beginning", which is supported by a million-ton floating core and 16 100,000-ton auxiliary pieces, which took 20 years to build, and is the first stop for human beings to explore Qiman's dream.

As soon as Iron Slag took a few breaths, he felt a dullness in his chest, and quickly turned the car around and returned to the land of dreams.

The air in this plane contains a gas called "Nightmare Qi" that prevents oxygen from combining with red blood cells. If inhaled in large quantities, it will suffocate humans. After coming out, the iron slag put on a respiratory filter mask and carried an oxygen cylinder on his back and connected it in case of emergency. Even if you wear a mask, you will still inhale a small part of the gas, which can lead to a lack of oxygen, so every half hour or so, you need to inhale pure oxygen for a while to rejuvenate your organs. Iron slag is an insect insecter, and its tolerance to hypoxia is far beyond that of ordinary people, and it only needs to inhale pure oxygen for five minutes every two hours.

After putting it on, the iron slag re-enters the dimensional gate. He didn't have long to stop, and then he pulled onto a "ferry" on the edge and flew towards the diversion platform.

The so-called ferry boat is a fully automatic floating boat that connects hundreds of diversion platforms in and around the Beginning of the Place. According to convention, if there are no special circumstances, the first time you enter Qiman's dream, you must leave the place of beginning. Because this is the only platform to the silver city world, if a large number of idle people stay for a long time, it will lead to platform congestion. However, the flow of goods has dropped significantly, so there is no special person in charge of supervision.

[Coming soon, Diversion Platform 382, have a nice day]

A few minutes later, a mechanically synthesized female voice sounded, and the outline of a metal platform gradually appeared in the fog ahead. After another few tens of seconds, the scene on the platform gradually became clear as the ferry approached. There are tens of thousands of square meters of visual inspection, and there are all kinds of floating boats parked on it. Some scattered people are gathering under the floatboat, some are chatting, some are playing cards, and they seem to be very casual and lazy.

Finding that a ferry boat was coming, the group of people all stopped what they were doing and looked at it in unison. As soon as the iron slag drove into the platform, they scrambled to surround them.

"Big brother, where are you going?" "Boss, come to me and give you a cheaper." "A small float boat, only thirty gold hammers a day to rent." "Twenty-five, twenty-five is enough." Everyone said to the iron slag.

These people are the traders who do the business of floating boat transportation, commonly known as "pontoon dealers", or "plane flies".

"Big brother, I know where there are good stones." "The last time I found a new island, it's big, I'll take you there." "I've been driving a boat for more than ten years to ensure safety."

"Boss, there are a few little girls on my boat, their thighs are white and tender enough, and I will accompany you to see the evergreen ancient trees, thousand-year-old vines, green sea waves, blue sky springs, aerial lakes, and foggy gardens." "Big brother, big brother, I have a thirty-six-day big wave girl here, I guarantee to make you cool to the sky......" The pontoon dealers have their own strange tricks, first fighting the price war, and then competing for service items, which can be described as endless and dazzling.

Iron Slag glanced around, and finally pointed to the middle-aged man who had just said that he had been driving a boat for decades, and said, "Three days." ”

When the other pontoon dealers saw that their business was in vain, they all looked depressed, and soon dispersed, and went back to chatting and playing cards.

"Boss, you really have a vision." The middle-aged pontoon dealer gave a thumbs up to the iron slag and said in a sly manner. then patted his chest and boasted, "My name is Liang Anping, and I have been here for seventeen years, not to mention anything else, the technology must be excellent." ”

For a while, the iron slag actually had the feeling of choosing the wrong person......

"The price, give you a cheaper, as the saying goes, rely on your parents at home, rely on friends when you go out, and you will be brothers in the same boat in the future." Liang Ping'an said without stopping, "We have five people in our medium-sized boat, and we have twenty hardware a day, how about it?" ”

"Eight golds a day." Iron Slag said expressionlessly. The reason why he bargained so hard was not because he lacked money, but because he was away from home, so as not to attract people's eyes.

"Eight gold?" Liang Ping'an shouted, "My God, the fuel cost is not enough, I still have to change the engine oil, lubricating oil, repair, and the brothers still have to eat......"

"Add two." Iron Slag interrupted him.

"Boss, this is a life-saving job, if you are not careful, the boat will be destroyed and people will die, it's not that there is really no way to live, no one is willing to do this." Liang Ping'an continued to complain.

"Add two more, and if it doesn't work, forget it." Iron Slag shook his hand.

"Sixteen gold a day, it can't be lower, no one will go if it's low, really, don't lie to you......" Liang Ping'an looked sincere, hugged his fists and said, "Boss, give the brothers a way to live." ”

"Let's go." Iron Slag made a departure gesture.

"Hehe, thank you boss, thank you, thank you." Liang Ping'an thanked him repeatedly while accompanying the smiling face.

ps：

Totem old book friend, 30 chapters of brain-dead fans, Yang Zhiche, the owner of the Western restaurant in Tieshan Town, and totem overlord fans.

I was not convinced by the previous chapter "forever", saying that the scene was not warm and sweet, and I hereby made up part of the plot, and now I will release it for everyone to taste one or two.

But no matter how I look at it, it's like a singing and crying story that happened after Yang Zhiche's soul wore iron slag and his girlfriend's soul wore lily of the valley......

【action——】

Iron Slag slowly pushed the door open, strode forward, his hands through his thin waist, and gently hugged Yiren.

"Young man, why are you up?" Lily of the valley asked softly.

Iron Slag didn't seem to hear the question of bathing lily of the valley, but gently closed his eyes and rubbed his jaw back and forth on the silky fine hair. Then he took a deep breath and said slowly: "I don't know when I will be able to feel this beautiful hair again, the refreshing fragrance." ”

"Did Xiaoqin tell you everything?"

"Can this still be hidden?" The iron slag continues to reminisce about the intoxicating taste.

"No, light rain...... Xiaoyu just wants to, just want to keep her best moments in your heart forever, and relax your tense heart for you," Yu Lily of the Valley hurriedly explained.

"Speaking of which, it's been a long time since I've seen you smile, and ...... since"

"You're going to be gone for a long time this time?" Iron slag did not continue, but changed the subject.

"Maybe 3 years, maybe 10 years, maybe longer..."

"If it takes longer, wouldn't I be old, will you still talk to ......" Before the iron slag finished speaking, Yulily of the valley quickly turned around, and two thin fingers pressed his lips shallowly.

"Xiaoyu doesn't allow you to say that, no matter how long it takes, Xiaoyu is yours, and it's just yours"

"Then, when everything is stable on my side, if you haven't come yet, I'll quietly go over to find you"

"No, that's too dangerous, not to mention if it won't be discovered by the people of the Temple," Yulily of the Valley hurriedly said, "Before breaking through the Holy Steps, Lord Luna-sama will definitely not allow me to meet with the others."

"Before leaving, Xiaoyu has a very selfish request, Xiaoyu hopes that no matter where you go, you can think of Xiaoyu, when you are happy, Xiaoyu will be happy with you, when you are sad, Xiaoyu will dispel the haze for you, when you are confused, Xiaoyu will guide you the way, okay, boy?" She said slowly.

Iron Slag grabbed her arms and caressed her head with the other, and after a long time, he let go of his hands and put them on the other's shoulders, looking at each other. Said solemnly; "I promise you"

At this moment, two lines of tears rolled out of Yulily of the Valley's eyes.

"What, isn't this a good answer? Crying like a sow," Iron Slag said with a playful look of confusion.

"No, Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu is just happy, happy.. "She put her hands around her waist and hugged the person in front of her.

"Happier than last night?" Iron slag is even more presumptuous.

"Hmm" she clasped her hands tightly, and pressed her face against her iron slag chest, her face filled with endless happiness.

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