Rorsted's new Germanic steam car walked slowly along the wooded country roads on both sides, and not far behind the car, the afternoon sun passed through the cracks in the towering trees, and wisps brushed across the roof of the car. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The speed of the info car is not fast, and compared with similar products in foreign countries such as Bules, it can only be regarded as an entry-level level. But who has made the Frans people busy with other things all these years, and the Germans, although busy with unification, really have no time to invent new things. Blaze, which has been in the ascendancy for several years, has imposed embargoes and sanctions on countries like Europa, which appear to be a clear threat to its future position. The automobile is one of them, and the Breeans are worried about high-precision imitations by the Germans and Frans. Sitting in the luxuriously decorated carriage, Rorsted spent a small part of his mind thinking about the car and more time and mind thinking about the recent proposals of the Germans. The Germans needed more money, and Rorsted was considering whether he wanted to support them in further action. The emissaries of the Germans had traveled to the United States of Emerik in search of a large loan in the hope of widening the means of financing, but had been defeated, as Roosted already knew, and the Germans did not seem to lie, or because the Germans considered Rorsted to be an absolutely loyal partner, and they told him of this defeat. Rorsted was noncommittal, but led him to the secret storeroom, where long wooden boxes were neatly stacked, and one was opened at random, and the light emitted by the gold nuggets cast with the Roosted family crest entered the messenger's eyes. The envoys looked at each other, and the presence of Rorsted could help the dreams of the Germans come true, and there was no need to cross the ocean to actively look for failure.

Rorsted didn't even need to know what the Germans were going to do, all he wanted was what he could get. These heavy gifts from the base are the key to Rorsted's true control. Rorsted once laughed at himself as nothing more than a puppet remotely controlled by the base, but then the bits and pieces of his daily life made him feel that he was actually in control. The reason is very simple, the mysterious person of the base who really calls the shots has not appeared in these affairs at all, and of course, the human race does not believe that there is such a mysterious power at all, and at this moment, the Rorsted or the Rorsted family, which has few members, is the real master. Whenever Rorsted thought about this, the feeling of accomplishment and exhaustion mixed together would come to his heart strangely, and his breath would be short. He slowly rested his head on the top of the back of the seat in the carriage, and stroked his chest with his hand, his body rising and falling as the car advanced. The very calm short journey was interrupted at this point, and the operator of the vehicle hurriedly pulled the vehicle to the side of the road, because it was so sudden that the body looked a little crooked. The driver said to Mr. Rorsted through the small window of the carriage, "Sir, the one ahead can't pass."

Rorsted was a little surprised, the road leading to the city was often destroyed by bad weather in the past, but since Rorsted settled here, he regarded building bridges and paving roads as a thing that should be done on his own initiative, and since then there has never been a road condition so bad that it is impassable, let alone today's good weather. Rorsted pulled the curtain on the side window open a small slit and looked to the left front. He found that the driver's words were misunderstood by him. There was a broken carriage on the road ahead, and Rorsted frowned, and without thinking too much, he called the driver to see if there were any injuries in the car. The driver jumped out of the car and got to the vicinity of the carriage, tilted his head to take a look, and told Rorsted that there was no one in the car. Rorsted was about to push the door to see for himself, but the door of the carriage that was speeding behind him had already opened, and two thick arms were sticking out of the door. Standing next to the carriage and hearing the sound of horses' hooves on the mud, Roosted leaned against the vehicle, ready to dodge the carriage. Just as the carriage was speeding past, Rorsted felt something, but apparently a little late, and his two arms did not give him a chance to shout, so he dragged him into the carriage, and before the stunned driver on the opposite side could shout, he was hit in the neck by the wooden stick thrown out by the coachman, and his body fell limply, Roosted did not see this scene, because when he entered the carriage, a moist flannel cloth was tightly covered on his nose, and the strange smell of the flannel cloth penetrated Rorsted's brain, making him dizzy, Leaning on that arm, unconscious. The coachman was skilful enough to get around the car, the broken carriage and gallop away, and in the silence of the forest it was as if nothing had happened, and only two cars were left on the road.

Korors is hooked on the Earls table game, where the rules don't have to be complicated, but they can be fun. He just glanced at the report handed by the assistant and put it aside, and the assistant didn't say anything, but today was obviously a little special, after Endals handed the report to the captain, he didn't intend to take the report that the captain handed back to him for a while, but stood quietly beside him. After the central computer processed some information in the direction of variation, it came to a conclusion with a high probability. The gray-and-white monsters that were dissected and then sealed are very likely to be intelligent lifeforms from another space-time dimension. With the arrival of these intelligent life forms, Endals gave a hint that in the outer universe of the planet Earles, there had been abnormal fluctuations in energy on a small scale. The frequency and duration of the fluctuations are sufficient to cause a brief dislocation of the space-time dimension. The key is that the misaligned time and space position is exactly the time and location of those two points on the light display, and after the abnormal energy fluctuations gradually disappear, those light points also disappear. The game module that the captain was holding in his hand did not fall on the table, he was thinking. The next section of the report compares and estimates the probabilities, sorted by probability. Chronos lowered the module and ran his finger over the text on the surface of the report, which was underlined on the light display plane. He raised his head and asked the assistant, future people?

Jackson looked at Tracy's secret report, annoyed by the intelligence officer's brutality. Secretly observing and obtaining information without startling the snake, this is the level of an intelligence officer, he asked the head of the State Intelligence Agency, what are your plans after kidnapping this super-rich man who is regarded as the friendliest friend of the Japanese people? The director wiped the sweat from his head with his hands, and didn't say why. He led the topic to another side with swearing, all of which were stupid subordinates who were not doing well. Perhaps so, Mr. President agreed with the Director, or that Roosted was still in Frans, and he laughed at the Director: You are not the only fool you have there. With words in the words, it was very embarrassing to call the director. Jackson waved his hand and asked his assistant to take the director out. Jackson pulled out the report again, and it looked detailed. The report shows that Rorsted is actually the last heir to a noble family that has always been very low-key on the Europa Road, and the report even draws the family tree of Rorsted, adding that it has been verified by experts. It seems that he is just a rich man who has inherited a large inheritance from his ancestors, but a rich man who can casually support a country to complete the expansion of its territory and unify its territory is probably not an ordinary situation. As he flipped to the next page of the report, he was captivated by an accompanying image, and he took a magnifying glass and looked closely.

As mentioned in the report, the loan that Rorsted was able to provide to the Germans was neither the depreciated Frans fiat currency Frank nor the Germans' currency, but real money, to put it simply, tinkling gold coins. Intelligence agents had access to a gold coin from a donation received by the church, copied the design, and attached it to the report. Jackson looked at the picture and sensed something, he cursed in his mouth, it was indeed stupid, and then turned the report upside down. When the magnifying glass approached the picture again, Jackson muttered something that even he didn't know. The pattern is naturally circular, and in the center is a regular triangle wrapped around the circle, which of course is not the most attractive to Mr. President, what catches his attention is what is behind the triangle. The triangle is held in a hand that has always been strong and strong. Jackson grabbed a quill and counted it carefully, and it turned out to be four fingers. It seems that the owner of the hand is a cripple, perhaps from the ancestor of Rorsted, who created the huge family business of the Rorsted family. The president folded the corners of the page with the picture back to make a mark, and then turned to the next page, which he did not expect was even more surprising.

The assistant faced the captain's question, nodded and said yes, this is theoretically possible. The captain remembers that he was actually exposed to this knowledge when he was learning the basic theory of flight in the first year of the flight academy. Theoretically, it is possible to trigger a space-time dislocation anywhere in the universe, and there are two basic issues to consider, firstly, it requires the accumulation and maintenance of energy on an astonishing scale, and secondly, the dislocation must be controllable, and if it gets out of control, no one can know what the specific outcome will be. In fact, the decay of the stars that appear from time to time in the universe can itself cause space-time dislocation, and of course it is out of control. Under normal circumstances, as long as the decaying star is the largest enough, the more serious the space-time dislocation will be, and the weak star near the dislocation point is very likely to face the fate of being swallowed up by the dislocation point. If these gray-and-white weirdos are futures, this can explain why they have a genetic structure and information connection with the current Earls, but have these futuresmen already mastered how to actively cause the dislocation of time and space? And where does the enormous energy required for dislocation come from? What if they were just a less successful temptation? The assistant spoke his judgment. Endals' view may be more plausible, if it is merely a test of how to exploit the dislocation of time and space in the future, and the result is less successful. The captain thought of something, and he ordered his assistant to do a detailed examination of the future Earlsman flying machine.

The damaged aircraft was stored in the storage room at the exit of the base, and Endals operated the equipment to transport the wreckage down the corridor to the laboratory, looking at the readings displayed by the equipment, it was not too small a flying machine, but not too heavy, it seemed that the future Earls had found a small mass but a large strength of manufacturing materials. The surface of the aircraft can also reflect light, it should be smeared with some kind of particle material, the future Earls are amazing, the problem is that it is not known how many years later they came from. In the laboratory, the aircraft was first cut into several large pieces by the robotic arm under the command of the central computer according to the requirements of the inspection plan, because the strength of the aircraft was very high, and the cutting was successfully completed after Endals replaced the cutter head with the highest strength level. Judging by the neat edges, these materials are very resistant to high temperatures. However, subsequent analysis showed that the toughness grade of the material was not high. Endals smiled, the toughness level is not high, and it is simply difficult to withstand the irregular tearing of energy when time and space are dislocated. They were lucky to have come to the present with the help of dislocation, the assistant said to the captain. The engine, which is placed in one place separately, is designed for vectors, short and concise. Crown felt the engine and made her own judgment. The future of the Earls will still use primitive energy solutions, which are not gravity-defying engines, but simply engines that use some kind of high-energy material to burn or decompose to propel the aircraft forward. Endals also saw that the marks of the burn in the engine vent position were obvious, and the anti-gravity engine did not have such a characteristic. The central computer sorts and scans each part of the cut, and when the engine part is scanned, the device sends out an alarm sound, and the assistant asks the central computer to decode the alarm information content. A special symbol appears at the beginning of the message. This black-and-yellow circular pattern suggests that the engines used by the future Earls were not only backward, but very backward and dangerous. The captain asked the assistant how long after they had evolved.

It was when I first entered the flight academy, and the freshmen were arranged by the academy to first train physically, and then start classroom learning. What many young people don't understand is that the first thing they come into contact with is not flight, nor the theories of various basic disciplines, but a historical overview of flight, and it is in this kind of book that Colorus knows the history of the progress of flight technology in the Nabra system civilization. In Nabra's early civilization, perhaps before Korors' ancestors came to Nabra, interstellar flight has always been a cause that Nabra has more than enough people to do. At that time, the energy output technology mastered by the Nabra people could only ensure close flight, and even after using dispersant elements with huge energy, the situation did not change much. The so-called dissipating element is an element that decomposes the energy that is slowly emitted but is considerable. The Nabra people have continued to improve the technology they use, but they have not been able to completely avoid accidental leakage of scattered energy elements. Once the scattered energy elements leak the scattered energy rays, they will directly affect the genetic information structure of the living body in the invisible range, induce mutations, and eventually lead to the death of the living body. The Scattered Elemental Engine, which was still used by the Nabra people in desperation, was abandoned with the arrival of new anti-gravity technology. Of course, Crown didn't know that this had anything to do with the arrival of his ancestors, and he wasn't interested in figuring out more anti-gravity technology, but was interested in the primitive Scattering Elemental Engine. Chronos remembers that he was once very whimsical, and he actually decided to make his own Scattered Elemental Engine, but he soon gave up. There are two reasons for this, the first is that the Nabra Council has already passed a bill that makes it illegal to manufacture such dangerous equipment, and violators will be sentenced to criminal detention. Secondly, there are no shops in the market that sell scattered energy elements, and even mines that can mine scattered energy elements have long been closed.

The fact that the future Earls people are still using such engines is even more indicative of the fact that these are the humans who will still live on the planet centered on Earls in the future. If it is a scattering elemental engine, then as long as it is used in a certain space, there are scattering rays remaining for a long time, and by tracking the scattering rays, the movement trajectory of the gray white can be outlined. The assistant clicks on the operation interface and enters the information into the central computer, which automatically generates a collection plan, dispatches a monitor, and begins to search for the existence of scattered energy rays throughout the planet Earles. After some of the monitors were set with altitude parameters, they departed from the base and went directly into the outer orbit of Earls, where they sat in the vicinity of the space-time dislocation area to conduct a detailed search. Korors voiced his concern to his assistant that if the grey and white men entering Earls were not the only one, then there was a danger that it would come into contact with the current Earls, and in fact it had already begun. Contact means that what people in the future know about the origin of Flowers will be passed on to the current Earlsians. In this way, there will be a loss of control. The assistant stared at the light for a while, and said slowly, so how are you going to face it?

Rorsted really didn't know where he was, and judging only by the dry and hard Frans baguettes that someone had handed him, the results were not reliable at all. He didn't think he was necessarily still in Frans. The galloping carriage made Rorsted endure the bumps for a long time, because he was blindfolded, and naturally could not judge whether it was day or night. What makes people even more puzzling is that no one has a conversation with them, and they are just hijacked. He determined that it was related to the Germans, but not necessarily the Germans. If it's a Fransian, it's more reasonable. Of course, the premise was that the Frans central government already knew about his relationship with the Germans, and if so, the Frans would not have had to secretly hijack Rorsted. Could it be just a bunch of thieves doing evil? How much will the ransom be and why don't they offer it?