Kafka deliberately shrank behind the crowd, and when everyone had come out of the room, he cautiously came to the small incense burner by the flickering candlelight.

Kafka loved and feared it, and carefully lifted the lid of the incense burner, and among the ashes, Kafka saw something that had not burned out, like a caterpillar. Kafka stretched out his finger and touched the caterpillar-like object, which was hard to the touch like a tree root. No matter how stupid he was, it was not difficult for him to guess that the hallucination they had just now must be something that was doing tricks.

It seems that this caterpillar-like root is not an extraordinary thing, and if you keep this thing around, you may be able to use it sometimes.

With this in mind, Kafka reached out and picked up the caterpillar-like roots from the censer. He put his things in his pocket, then closed the lid of the censer, pretended not to know anything, and hurried out of the dimly lit room and back into the crowd. At this time, everyone was paying attention to the warden, and no one noticed Kafka's theft.

The crowd came again, and when they entered the "Heavenly Beast Firmament", it was a spacious room full of brocade and silk. Frankimir looked at the room full of strange objects, and wondered what was going on.

Franky Mill looked at Zhang Yue quietly, and it seemed from her that there were more incredible things in this Twin City.

Frankimir's gaze left Zhang Yue from time to time, wandering around Yulia and Maria. He is very sure that these are two great beauties who have a lot in common, but are completely different. Since he thought about it for a long time, he didn't know what was going on, so he didn't want to waste any more time thinking about it, so he put his mind on admiring the beauties in front of him.

He just understood that there were these godlike guys in the Twin Cities, and it was no wonder that the Soviet government, after all these years, could not do anything about it. This cannot be blamed on the incompetence of the authorities, but the Twin Cities really have masters, and their opponents are too strong. As the saying goes, a leaf knows autumn, and it is enough to see that the Twin Cities should not be underestimated.

"If Her Royal Highness the princess can afford to look old, drink a cup of coarse tea with me." Madame Peacock said, standing under the brocade tent.

"It's not that I don't want to promise Madame. It's just that my friend is so badly injured that I really don't know what to do, and I'm really not in the mood for tea. Zhang Yue said dejectedly.

"Your Royal Highness Princess, this old body can't help it. I have some gold sore medicine here to help him heal his wounds as soon as possible. Madame Peacock said slowly.

"But......" Zhang Yue forgot to speak for a while. She had no idea what else she was going to do next.

"Your Royal Highness Princess, have you forgotten?" Madame Peacock asked suddenly.

"What? Madame wants to tell me something, and I hope Madame will tell me clearly. Zhang Yue asked puzzled.

"There are many people in this city who are greater than I am. Has the princess forgotten who healed the old prince's arm? Madame Peacock said unhurriedly.

"Ahh A word woke up the person in the dream, and Zhang Yue understood, "Thank you, Madame, for your advice, I'll go to the Machine Emperor." ”

"Slow, slow, slow, Princess. This person is very weak now, and because of the ** incense, it seems that he is fine. It was just a brief trance, not a true self-reaction of his body. If you let him go to that bad old man now, even if this injury kills him, he will be tossed to death by that bad old man. Let him rest for three days, remember to change my gold sore medicine every day, and it's not too late to go to the bad old man after three days. Madame Peacock admonished.

"What Madame said is that I was too young and reckless. Today is really Mrs. Lao, I am grateful. I have some scattered silver here, and I hope that Mrs. will not dislike it and make a medicinal money. Zhang Yue said, grinding out some broken silver from the petticoat.

In the fifties of the twentieth century, even the most backward Africa began to use paper money. Only in these twin cities, no country's banknotes can be circulated. People still trust real money more, so they still use real money as a currency of exchange.

"Where is the princess, this little thing is a little effort, and the old body dares to accept the princess's silver, which is really torturous to the old body." Madame Peacock excused herself.

Zhang Yue pushed with Mrs. Peacock again and again, and finally Mrs. Peacock had no choice but to accept Zhang Yue's broken silver. Although the witch doctors are excellent in medicine, their living conditions are not optimistic, they are very short of money, and they are embarrassed.

For this kind of hypocritical etiquette, in Frankimir's opinion, it really gives people goosebumps. He had lived in China for three years and had experienced this kind of duplicity, which was really unpleasant to the eye.

Now that the purpose of coming here has been achieved, there is no need to stay here. They were all amazed at Madame Peacock's medical skills, but that didn't mean they weren't afraid of Madame Peacock anymore.

Staying with this woman is completely sleeping in a coffin, which always makes people shiver and creepy. No matter how powerful she is, it's better to stay away as much as possible. No one would want to stay here for a second longer, and even Zhang Yue didn't seem willing to stay longer.

After some greetings, Zhang Yue took everyone out of Mrs. Peacock's "Heavenly Beast Dome". Since it was in the vault, it was inconvenient for everyone to speak, and at the same time, it was not difficult to hear Mrs. Peacock's disgust from Mrs. Peacock's words. Therefore, it wasn't until they came to this dome that everyone curiously asked Zhang Yue who the mechanical emperor they just mentioned was, and how much more powerful he was than Madame Peacock.

Except for Zhang Yue, among these people, only the older warden and Professor Saul had heard of this name. It is said that this mechanical emperor was once a Kazakh Turkic man, because he was keen on mechanical research since he was a child, and tried to combine humans and machines, he began to use humans as the object of experimental research, and thus killed many innocent lives.

He tried to make humans completely machines, and thus reduced to his slaves. His research was considered anti-human and anti-science, and the Soviet government had ordered his arrest, but the various miracles he developed miraculously saved him from danger in the midst of repeated pursuits.

In the end, the Machine Emperor fled to the Twin Cities and was treated with the utmost courtesy by Zhang Xun, the king of the Northeast, a city that was meant to be a haven of refuge for their ilk. The world says that there are three treasures in the Twin Cities, two of which are from the Mechanical Emperor. For Zhang Xun, the king of the Northeast, he improved the mechanical dragon chair made by the Westerners for the Empress Dowager of the West, making it a super dragon chair that can control metal. At the same time, he created a super mecha for Zhang Xun, the king of the Northeast. Since no one has ever seen this mecha, so far, no one knows what is super about this super mecha.

The ability of the Mechanical Emperor, Zhang Yue would not doubt it at all, she had seen it with her own eyes. Three years ago, her father, Zhang Xun, suffered a stroke in his right hand and was completely incapacitated. All the doctors were powerless against Zhang Xun's right hand, and the same was true for the witch doctors.

However, it was the Mechanical Emperor who implanted the dexterous precision machinery into Zhang Xun's right arm, which rejuvenated Zhang Xun's right arm. Such examples abound, seven years ago, one of Zhang Xu's advisers was ordered by Zhang Xun to be beheaded because he said the wrong thing. But as soon as he was executed, Zhang Xun regretted it, he knew that this was a rare talent. Although Wu Bao saved the life of his minister, he was bedridden for the rest of his life. The same Mechanical Emperor, once again showed his extraordinary talents. It was he who made a mechanical lower body for this advisor, allowing him to gain the ability to move again.

From this point of view, it is definitely not a difficult thing to ask the Mechanical Emperor to make a flexible and mobile mechanical leg for the warden. Let the warden recuperate for three days, and after three days, he will go to the Machine Emperor.