"Is this going to rain?" Kafka said, looking at the rusted sky.

"I think so, Uncle better close the car window." Zhang Yue, who was sitting in the front seat, said that this time there was a full-time driver to drive for them, and Zhang Yue no longer needed to drive it himself.

"Why is that, because the leathers are very high-end?" Kafka asked, there were a lot of people in the car, and if all the windows were closed, it would not suffocate people to death, such a classic car has no ventilation.

"It's not that I cherish my car, it's that the rain in the Twin Cities is a disaster." Zhang Yue said.

"Really? How so? Kafka wanted to know why.

"Just like the clouds in the sky and the hot climate, the rain in the Twin Cities is just as different." Zhang Yue said.

Hearing Zhang Yue say this, Kafka and Yulia were even more curious about the so-called rain in the Twin Cities.

Kafka was looking forward and asked, "Why?" What's the difference? ”

"The rain in the Twin Cities can burn people's skin, and even some cyborg beasts with not very thick fur can be burned by the rain in the Twin Cities. I don't know if you have noticed in the past few days, many people have a lot of scars on their skin, which is caused by the rain in the Twin Cities. Not only that, but the vegetation in the Twin Cities has mutated, and normal seeds cannot blossom and bear fruit in the Twin Cities at all. The rain in the Twin Cities has also changed the original structure of the soil, which not only reduces crop yields, but also causes food poisoning in the food grown here with a high level of aluminide. And the houses you see, in fact, the whole Twin Cities have not been built for a long time, less than 50 years ago, but the buildings here look even older than the buildings in other places? Either dirty and black, or rusty, all caused by the rain in the Twin Cities. Zhang Yue tirelessly explained.

"Is that really the case?" Kafka asked, rolling up the window. It sounds like a terrible thing to go to the sea here.

"That's right, they say it's acid rain. My father asked him to solve this problem with a large group of experts around him. As a result, they spent ten years writing a lot of proof that this phenomenon is good for human beings, like they claim that the emission of industrial heat can help human beings purify the air to the greatest extent. In this way, the best balance of the earth's environment will be like the blessing of the Garden of Eden for mankind. Zhang Yue explained.

Kafka believed that he understood this sentence, because they thought that they could understand the meaning of the Garden of Eden better than the Chinese woman in front of them, who burned incense and worshiped the Buddha.

That's right, it is precisely because everyone has decided to return to the Garden of Eden that science and technology are advancing by leaps and bounds in this era, so fast that people are breathless.

It's just puzzling. When science advances, technology develops, and people feel that they are getting closer and closer to the Garden of Eden, but they feel inexplicably and feel that they are never before, is this just an illusion?

Just as when the Soviets first appeared in this confused world, people thought that soon the world would be able to build the most ideal society, but when this ideal society occupied half the world. People are beginning to wonder when the whole world will be able to enjoy this greatest and most selfless perfect society.

The Humble House is far from the Mechanical Eagle Castle, much more than Kafka is from the Garden of Eden. Much, much closer.

The classic car rumbled, and the piston rods up and down squeezed the hot steam out of the cylinder barrel of the engine. The billowing white smoke makes the classic car looming. It's like flying through the clouds.

Cross a few winding blocks surrounded by scrap machinery and heavy machinery factories.

In the middle of a mess of metal trash stands a majestic brass castle, and at the top of the castle perchs a huge lifelike bronze eagle sculpture.

The huge wings of the eagle make people can't help but feel that once this eagle spreads its wings, it can block half of the sky of the Twin Cities.

This is the old nest of the Mechanical Emperor, "Mechanical Eagle Castle", and some people also call it "Steel Eagle Castle", or "Eagle Golden Palace", etc., the name of this thing, always call it whatever you want.

The power of machinery is everywhere here, engraved on the sonorous steel avenues as the wheels crush the ground, imprinted on the metal street lamps on the side of the street, and remaining on the haze steps under the street lamps.

Even the brown clouds that obscured the sky of the Mechanical Eagle Fort could only be attributed to this great power.

Scattered metal chips were all witnesses to this great power. Every door, every window, has been polished by this power.

This power makes the world tremble, this power accelerates time.

This power makes you omniscient, this power makes you ignorant; This power makes you omnipotent, this power makes you powerless; This power makes you old in an instant, and this power makes you young forever; This power makes you want everything, this power makes you want nothing.

It is a force created by humanity itself, and it is now far superior to humanity itself. People think they can enslave this new power, but this new power enslaves humanity itself.

The classic car slowly came to a halt in front of the Mechanical Eagle Castle. Fortunately, until now, the thunderous sky has not rained, but the cold wind makes people shiver.

The Twin Cities are always so hot that no one brings more clothes to go out, but when the weather changes, the temperature in the Twin Cities drops suddenly.

In Kafka's opinion, the temperature at this time has plummeted below freezing, and he wants to ask Zhang Yue what kind of truth is this.

Before Kafka could speak, the two statues of Ugin were erected on the high steps of the Mechanical Eagle Castle, inside the iron-walled arch, and they moved as if they were living people.

Are these two mechs, or are they guards in armor?

Kafka stared at the statue of Ugin as he walked towards them.

If this is a guard in armor, then the combination of armor and guard is too perfect, and past experience tells Kafka that there is no such possibility.

However, if this is a mecha, this exquisite streamlined design cleverly hides all the inevitable wiring and bracket blind spots in the design of the mecha, as well as the load-bearing equipment used to adjust the balance of the mecha.

The most surprising thing is that when these mechs move, they move with the same agility as human beings, without any stiffness and rigidity. This is also impossible for a purely intelligent mecha, even if there are humans operating in it, due to the time gap between signal transmission and command reception, the mecha's actions cannot be as flexible as humans no matter what.

It is truly worthy of the private temple of the Mechanical Emperor, and it seems that this Mechanical Eagle Castle must be extraordinary. (To be continued.) )