"Knock knock...... Woo......"

Two days later, at noon, a crimson, ancient steam train, slowly drove into the quicksand town railway station. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThis is the "Garden No. 1", a sightseeing train that travels around the central continent, in a retro style, trying to recreate the classical luxury of the Industrial Revolution more than 2,000 years ago.

However, there is not much to see in the central continent, either endless wheat fields, sparse wastelands and bare stone mountains, or large chimneys in the factory area. Although the central continent has the highest rainfall in the world, it is concentrated in the dark jungle in the east and drier in the west, so the vegetation is not dense.

At this moment, on the platform paved with bluestone slabs, between the pillars made of red bricks, stood a lone traveler. He was dressed in off-white civilian clothes and big sunglasses, and when the train came to a stop, he stepped into the carriage. The train then started, as if it were for him alone.

This traveler is the iron slag who has just arrived from the Chifeng Fortress to make an appointment.

Looking around, the interior of the carriage is luxuriously decorated, the ground is covered with a red carpet embroidered with gold threads, there are simple crystal lamps hanging above, under the window on the left, there are baskets of flowers and various handicrafts, and on the right is a table covered with white tablecloths, bright silver candlesticks, and white porcelain plates. Next to the table are four oak chairs with red leather cushions, which are simple and luxurious. In the middle of the carriage is the passage, where you can stand as if you have stepped back in time and returned to the era of oil paintings.

"Jingle Bell ......"

A light bell rang from behind, and when I looked back, an old woman in a dark blue maid's dress was pushing a small food cart and walking slowly. Iron slag turned sideways and stepped aside. As the old maid passed by, she bowed slightly to him in thanks.

As the bell sounded away, Iron Slag straightened his clothes and walked into the passage.

Not far ahead, a dignified-looking woman in a beige dress was sitting at a table. Slender hands wearing tulle gloves, are supporting small chins, staring out the car window in a daze.

She is tall and tall, with broad shoulders, a long neck, and a well-defined collarbone. Viewed from the side, the lines of the back are graceful and smooth, and the sitting posture is elegant and capable, revealing an indescribable taste. It is intellectual, strong, gentle, and dignified. These relatively contradictory temperaments are blended together, but there is no incongruity in the slightest, as if she was born to be like this.

This unique temperament belongs to the white rose of the temple, Eva Green.

As soon as the iron slag approached, Eva turned her head to look. The moment their eyes met, the picture seemed to freeze frame, and neither of them moved, just looked at each other quietly. The thousand words in my heart turned into a silent gaze.

Eva gradually came to her senses, left her seat, and stood up.

Looking at the Yiren who had lost a lot in front of him, Tie Slag only felt that his eyes were hot, and he strode forward and hugged her. The other party first trembled and was stunned, then opened his arms and hugged his neck tightly.

"I'm sorry." Iron Slag whispered.

"What's wrong?" Eva asked softly.

"I don't know." "But you don't have anything to be sorry for me......" she wondered.

Iron Slag exhaled slowly and said, "I'm just...... Wanted to say this to you. ”

"Okay then~" Eva gently rubbed his hair, and after a while, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and whispered in his ear, "Little man, I forgive you." ”

"Thank you." Iron Slag let go of his hand, looked at her, and suddenly smiled evilly, pressing towards the crystal red lips.

......The lingering kiss lasted for several minutes until Eva turned crimson and pushed him away.

Then, the two sat down face to face, Eva rang the bell, and an old maid soon came over with a tinkling of the small food cart.

Not long after, she delivered a Dr3651 Siren, uncorked and wrapped in a napkin, and a bottle of St. Augustine Roa soaked in an ice bucket. Then, another old maid brought pre-dinner appetizers, including shredded ginger soaked in red vinegar, small cucumbers from the western continent, and several dishes that the iron slag could not name.

Then there are the main courses, such as deep-sea blue swordfish fins in boiled soup, pan-fried toyama matsutake mushrooms, oak-roasted snow-capped yak ribs, chilled Atlantic shrimp sashimi, and western lettuce boiled in mountain spring water......

The two ate quietly for a while, and then Iron Slag took out a magazine, put it on the table and pushed it over.

Eva only glanced at it and said with a smile, "Say it, my little man." ”

"Why don't you open it and take a look?" Iron Slag gestured. This magazine was bought by him some time ago at the convenience store in front of Belikat Hospital in Elk City. It describes in detail the advantages and applicability of the black oil power armor and the demon power armor, as well as the views of Chubu Heavy Industry, as well as various advanced theoretical knowledge.

"The military magazine of the Central Continent, you can know what it says when you look at the cover." Eva took a sip of red wine and commented.

"Say what?" Iron Slag asked.

"The benefits of mass production of black oil-powered armor, the cost-effectiveness of black oil, and the need for dimensional warfare ......," Eva gave an example. Looking at the iron slag in a daze, with a look of "how do you know", she sneered and said, "Isn't it just some opinion in their favor, what else can they say?" ”

"But they have a point." Iron Slag said seriously.

"Really?" Eva asked with a sideways face, then picked up the bell on the table and shook it. An old butler soon arrived, and Eva ordered, "Bring this military magazine from the Western Continent." ”

"Dear Marshal Dai, which publisher do you want?" The old butler asked.

"Everything." Eva said.

A moment later the old butler returned with a brand new magazine. When I picked up the iron slag, I saw a mecha printed on the cover that I had never seen before, and some firearms with fine workmanship and patterns.

"Demon Concept Mecha, a New Era of Source Power - The latest news from the Demon Technology Laboratory of the Archimedes Institute of Technology."

"A Comprehensive Analysis of Black Oil Power Armor - Future Science and Technology Analysis and Comment Group of the Northern Military Academy."

"Who snatched my cake and kicked me - the mystery of the collapse of the stock of Central Heavy Industries, special commentator Justin will analyze it for you."

"Rune Firearms, the Gospel of Psionic Warriors - Technical Report of the Psionic Research Center of the Central Yincheng Military Academy."

Iron slag opened the articles related to black oil power armor, took a cursory look, and found that it was all negative analysis. For example, when black oil is burned, the radiation released will affect the life span of the user, and if used for a long time, he will not live to be 50 years old, and it will also bring the activity of killing sperm and eggs, resulting in sterilization. For example, the refining process of black oil produces three times as much radiation contamination as a nuclear power plant, and so on......

The more I looked at it, the more embarrassed I became, so I simply closed the magazine and stopped reading it.

"Commander, what do you think, you might as well say it." Eva said earnestly.

"This ...... Can you ...... Ah......h Iron Slag was uncomfortable with her laughter, and narrowed her eyes, only to see that in the dark eyes, a cold light burst out, revealing a sense of danger.

"Okay, okay, don't be angry, I won't laugh." Eva put away her smile and said seriously, "Do you want me to hint at Central Heavy Industries and let them continue the research and development of black oil power armor?" ”

"Hmm." Iron Slag nodded.

"Well, this thing sounds a little ......," Eva said thoughtfully, "Sell me and ask me to help count the money." ”

"Uh......" For a while, the iron slag was speechless.

"It's excessive, but who wants you to be my little man~" Eva's words changed, and Iron Slag suddenly showed surprise, "You agreed?" ”

"First ......of all," said Eva, holding up a shallot-like finger, "I must commend you for not making this request in bed. ”

Iron Slag touched his forehead, looking a little cramped.

"Next......" she said, holding up a second finger, "we don't have to do anything to get the effect you want." In fact, as long as Central Heavy Industry still exists, they will continue to develop until the day of disintegration, no matter what they have said and done before that. ”

"What do you mean?" Iron slag didn't understand.

"It's very simple, businessmen can take any risk for the sake of profit." Eva explained, "Central Heavy Industries has invested tens of millions of gold coins in the research and development of black oil power armor. She paused and asked rhetorically, "Do you think they'll give up, dear Commander?" ”

"Do they not hesitate to be the enemy of the true God for the sake of profit?" Iron Slag asked again.

"Merchants believe in gold coins, and they can sell their god of wealth at any time as long as the profit is right." In this regard, Eva gave a detailed explanation.

In the past few years, with the expansion of the production scale of the central heavy industry, the expansion rate of human beings can no longer meet their needs, so they need more wars and more territory.

However, the build-up of armaments will always be a double-edged sword. In order to fight against the new weapons, the swarm is likely to evolve, and the demons may also unlock some forbidden spells. To put it simply, war is just a game in which both sides agree on the rules of the game. But if humanity unilaterally changes the rules, the instability that was originally hidden in the depths may come to the surface. At that time, no one could have predicted which direction the war would take.

The demons will break the forbidden spell of destroying the heavens and the earth if they are in a hurry, the human race will make a nuclear bomb to clean up everything if they are in a hurry, and the swarm will destroy the ecological environment unscrupulously if they are forced to be in a hurry. However, the ultimate goal of war is only to compete for resources and living space, not to destroy each other.

Therefore, maintaining a relative balance is the main theme of the current Yincheng world.

"Thank you." After listening to Eva's analysis, Iron Slag raised his glass and said. The former touched him, and the two of them drank it all.

"So......" Iron Slag asked lightly, putting down his glass, "have you finished eating?" When he asked, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the killing intent was awe-inspiring.

"I ...... I haven't finished eating yet......" Eva blushed and bowed her head.

"Then let's eat." After Tie Slag finished speaking, without waiting for the other party to answer, he added, "Eat enough, the time will be very long." ”

"I'm a Light Inquisitor......" Eva whispered.

"And then?" "I've made a vow of three absolutes...... "What's next?" "You can't have a relationship with anyone." "Really?" Iron Slag asked.

"Yes." Eva gritted her teeth and said.

"But what does that have to do with me?" Iron Slag grinned and reminded, "In the eyes of your true gods, I am only a heretic. "I have to say, looking at the entire history of mankind, he dares to say that he is a heretic in front of the acting marshal of the Dawn Expeditionary Force, and he is probably the only one.

"No, no......" Eva looked flustered, her hands tugging at the hem of her skirt, her knuckles turning a little white from the force. Half a month ago, in the presence of Pope St. Augustine Maudleton and the Grand Nun, she took the three vows and joined the Inquisition.

"You should be ......," Iron Slag tried to comfort her, "captured by the enemy." ”

"You ......" In the face of this hateful infidel, she only felt powerless.

"Eat quickly." Iron slag urged.

"Woo......" Eva picked up a piece of beef, put it in her mouth, and chewed slowly. The only thing she can do at the moment is to extend her lunch as long as possible, but only if she has a big enough stomach. Coupled with the heathen who enthusiastically cut the beef ribs for her, she really didn't have the confidence to last long.

About an hour later, her stomach bulged slightly, and she had already eaten several catties of beef, and she couldn't hold it anymore.

God is above, and your believers have done their best......

Eva closed her eyes and said silently in her heart, her sour hands could no longer hold the fork, and with a "ping" sound, she fell into the plate. Then, as if she had fallen into the stormy sea, her light dress was torn to shreds in an instant, and then like a helpless boat, she rose and fell in the storm, rolling back and forth, bearing round after round of violent impact.

"Yes...... Abominable heretics...... Fast...... Leave me ...... The Light will cleanse the world of all evil...... "In order to alleviate her guilt, she imagined herself as a devout believer who had fallen into the hands of her enemies, suffering the humiliation of the infidels in a dark cell.

"You have committed an unforgivable crime." Iron Slag said cooperatively, but for some reason, an unspeakable hatred rose in his heart. Growing up, he was hiding from the cleansing of the temple, and if he saw the iron cross of the temple from afar, he had to flee.

"Burn...... Burn you evil insect mutants, yes...... It is the will of the Light. Eva said through gritted teeth, her eyes full of defiance. Although deep down, she doesn't hate insects. But in this situation, perhaps because he wanted to go deeper into the play and forget his troubles, or perhaps he felt the hatred of the iron slag for the temple, the god made the ghost to say this heart-wrenching sentence.

Suddenly, Iron Slag's eyes turned red, his anger was completely ignited, and the force of the impact became stronger and stronger, almost causing Eva to faint.

Seeing that he was out of control, Eva struggled and took out three flames of life from her necklace and plunged them into her carotid artery.

"Let go of me, evil bug!" Feeling the rich vitality pumping into her heart, Eva straightened her chest and stared straight at the iron slag with wide eyes, provocative in her contemptuous tone as she endured the heavy impact.

Iron Slag was silent, but the hatred in his eyes deepened.

"Smack!" "Smack!" "Smack!"

Each blow was so ferocious and crisp that Eva felt like she was about to be pierced.

"In the name of God, heresy is judged."

"Ah...... Uh......"

"Worm mutant, I will wield the Blade of Annihilation and obliterate your existence."

"Ah...... Ahhhh......h Ahh ”

"Confess your guilt or I'll kill you." Iron Slag roared.

"Uh...... Huh...... "She has lost the ability to scream, so she can only bear it silently. After a series of sprints, the first round finally ended.

"I ...... I confess my guilt......" Eva quickly begged softly for mercy.

However, this is just an appetizer, and there are three side dishes, two main courses, a fruit salad, a vegetable salad, plus a dessert and a few drinks......