Chapter 209: History is always strikingly similar
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The goldfinch followed Hitt to the "center", only to learn that there were still many people who maintained the machine.
- The whole machine is very large, and it is not just a little bit of a red cloth as it appears.
Sometimes this kind of place can also be called a workshop.
Because the machine is designed and used all in one place.
"If there's a design flaw, the flaw will blow up the whole part. She frowned, not knowing if it was a warning or just an unintentional sarcasm.
Hitt listened, but did not deny: "I designed the central part, and the time is too little - to make such a big machine, just think about it and be able to use it." ”
Hitt was only in charge of the center - and the rest of the people did the rest.
It is clear that no one else has the genius of Hit.
The time is too short, and it is difficult to run in the various parts of the machine.
It is enough to be able to use it once.
No wonder.
The goldfinch was silent for a while.
"It's Galilea who is in charge of maintaining the center, go find her. Hitt said.
With that, he left.
The goldfinch didn't speak, but walked quietly around the machine—
A cursory sweep of the various parts of the machine reveals that the gears drive the parts, and the bronze casing seems to have been removed from some scrap.
Very old design.
The Plantagenet thought so, but not only thought of sarcasm as usual.
......
[(2)] (This is a staggered memory over a period of time)
"Let's take a look over there—"
"What's the barometric pressure?"
"Generator manipulator, get in place soon—"
"This old-fashioned control pattern - replace it for me right now-"
......
Steam snorted from the metal pipes, and the gears made a muffled sound as they sengched.
"Over there, go over there, don't let the energy leak out!" the commander now looked like a majestic general, standing at the top and commanding everyone.
In this era, people seem to be a part of the machinery, and the people who work in the huge machines are running with the machines with a non-stop attitude.
"Ah, who's—Agatha!, go and write down the scales of those two wheels, and don't stop!" said the conductor, seeing a figure.
"Ahh
She has long golden hair, an ivory-white face with a subtle halo, and a beautiful face that is full of energy at all times—a pair of dazzling golden eyes that can hold thousands of stars.
With sharp movements and a big smile, she is the most popular pretty girl in this factory.
In particular, she has a good voice, and her voice is as clear and beautiful as the impression given by her race.
She quickly pulled on to the next task, the martin boots in a brisk rhythm that combined with the little tune she hummed in her mouth.
"Huh. Agatha suddenly noticed something, stopped, and walked into the corner where it was not easy to find, "Sirise—what are you doing here?"
"Shhhh......h
"What's wrong with you?" Agatha grabbed her hand and blinked at her big beautiful eyes.
"I put the size of that gear...... I made a mistake, and when I removed it, I found that it had fallen into the crack. Ciris was stunned, and then said, "I'm trying to figure out how to make it back......"
"Damn-" Agatha almost didn't scream, "do you know - the energy mouth will leak out!"
Sirise was helpless: "...... I just remembered it. ”
"......," Agatha propped her forehead and looked out, "you wait." ”
This time it was Sirise's turn to be surprised: "What are you going to do?"
"To help you with this, of course. Agatha sighed.
"......" Cialis stalked her neck, "It's okay, I'll ...... later"
"Are you sure?" said Agatha's eyes.
Well, not sure.
Sirise's expression changed, and she hung her head.
She was born to be less than she did in many things.
"It's okay. Agatha was leaving, and wanted to turn her head to tell her something, but she also saw that moment, and Sirise looked a little sad—so she turned her head and said to her, "Whatever it is, my sister has always been there." ”
"You're dead. ”
“......”
How do dead children talk.
Agatha thought for a moment, leaned over slightly, and patted her on the shoulder: "If I die—there will be someone else to protect you." ”
“......”
【③】
"Let's go—"
The goldfinch snapped back from her thoughts—she subconsciously avoided it, only to realize that she was in a daze.
Is......
"Why are you here?" another voice said—the Plantfinch turned to see Galier looking at her with some surprise.
"Came to help. The goldfinch felt a headache again, so he said casually.
"...... "Are you sure you're not here to sabotage."
Of course, Galier couldn't say anything more, and ended up trying to pretend that nothing had happened.
Can......
She left the center, just to get a bottle of water, and when she turned around, she saw that someone had been following her......
"......" When Galier turned around, she thought that the goldfinch would symbolically "avoid" it, but she didn't expect the goldfinch to be so upright and follow her all the time, so she couldn't help it, "What are you doing with me?"
"Hitt asked me to help you. The goldfinch added.
“......”
Leaving aside what had happened before, Galier never knew how to talk to her.
And now......
Help—or kill her.
——
As a result, Goldfinch went to the "center" with her - the so-called center is actually the core part of the machine, and the place named "Energy Port" is one of them.
The operating center is another aspect, and for this kind of machine that consumes a lot of energy, the energy port is the most important thing.
The goldfinch looked at the glowing blue energy mouth and seemed to be stunned again.
"Feel free to do so. Don't blame me for what happened. Seeing this, Galier said somewhat casually.
The goldfinch didn't speak, and walked straight to the energy mouth.
Boy...... Go straight to the big one?
"It's gone. The goldfinch only glanced at the energy mouth.
What?
"Some parts are missing. Goldfinch narrowed her eyes, "If you don't find it soon......"
What?!
The goldfinch was no joke, of course.
- Her eyes fell on the faintly radiating energy mouth, and suddenly this picture felt extremely familiar.
What the hell is this......
"Wait, I'll go find the management. Galière's hesitation did not last long.