When I woke up, it was already noon, the sun was shining outside the window, the room was quiet, and the fat man was left alone on the big bed.

Or really under the influence of yesterday's sky teachings and the like, the fat man felt that this was the most relaxed morning in recent times, there was no war, conspiracy, blood, conflict, people's hearts and the like, only this pure sunlight like countless points of light, and the laughter of the Muyako maid outside the window as crisp as a bird and with a little freshness,

"Is your majesty up?" Muyakodir came with a somewhat heavy voice, the door opened, and with the sunlight drifting in, there was a very moving voice saying, "No, I'm still going to wake up!" The fat man recognized it as the voice of Muyako's noble girl Ash,

In the past two days, this stubborn woman has been taking the reason that she is a losing bet, and she has been in charge of her own daily life, and the fat man snorted, "Xiao Nizi is not coming in yet!"

Ash exclaimed cheerfully, "Oh! The pretty figure covered the door, threw himself on the bed, ignored Qiē and got into the arms of the fat man, and said in a coquettish voice, "Do you know? Just now, the patriarch has read the prophet's holy message, and the curse of our clan for hundreds of years has finally been lifted, and we don't have to stick here, now everyone is grateful from the bottom of their hearts" "The prophet's oracle...... You really believe this kind of thing!" The fat man gently brushed Ash's waterfall-like hair with his hand, and said with some anger and amusement, "This is all a gimmick made up by your team leader Muyakodil, the altar of the Red Earth City has collapsed, if you can't find a reasonable explanation, the life of the patriarch of Muyakodir will be sad, just because of this reason for living and dying together, he has made a request from me for a new resettlement site, and I have promised to make the previously sparsely populated area of Port Moro a new migration place for the Muyako people,

"Are you satisfied with this arrangement?" the fat man put his fingers on Ash's fair, pointy and lovely chin, looking at the seductive eyes of the flames that could burn all men's desire to conquer

I have experienced the feeling of life and death. The fat man is unwilling to continue to refuse this wild and honest woman, the beauty is like incense, he is not a saint, why make it so embarrassing, and this woman is strong, who knows if it will cause any unnecessary consequences if she continues to refuse, time is like a shadow, human life is so fragile and bright and beautiful.

The future is never predictable, and there is nothing wrong with enjoying the present properly

"What you said is true?" A trace of astonishment flashed on Ash's fair, wild face, his shoulders trembled slightly, his rosy lips opened slightly, revealing a row of white teeth, and his hand rested on his chest with rapid breathing, obviously his heart was fluctuating violently

"What? But it's hard to leave your homeland?"

The fat man thought that she was feeling sad that the oracle was false, and the sneer on the corner of her mouth froze a little. "If you want to go somewhere else, I can arrange it as well, Salander North, Vicchia. Nord, Ryerdian, and even the northern steppes, as long as you bring it up. I can arrange that, no matter what, a new collapse could happen at any time. This situation is also caused by me, and I will naturally take this responsibility!" The fat man said with relief, "And I also have such strength" "Of course it's not good!"

Seeing the fat man's serious face, the girl of the Muyako tribe who had a bleak face just now, suddenly sneered, laughed almost breathlessly, and showed a charming smile: "How is it possible, that is Molo! The largest fishing ground in the south of Salander, where you never have to worry about food, is there a better paradise than Moro for us Muyako people who have been trapped in the wasteland for hundreds of years!" To be able to walk out of this red clay area and see the real ocean outside in my lifetime has been the lifelong wish of countless Muyako people, and if it weren't for the fact that I am very sleepy now, I would definitely go to tell everyone I meet!" Ash raised his face, his eyes shining with a beautiful glint

"Okay, so you dare to lie to me!" The fat man felt the state of mind of the beautiful woman in his arms completely letting go, and couldn't help laughing, "It turns out that Ash, the first beauty of our Muyako tribe, actually has the habit of sleeping during the day"

Ash blushed slightly, and suddenly whispered, "I hate you!"

The fat man unexpectedly pouted, "Hate me?"

Ash slammed his fist weakly into the fat man's chest, and shouted in a low voice, "Hate you, hate you!" The fat man was dazed for a while, and couldn't help shouting, "Be careful, I haven't put on the armor yet." ”

Ash pouted and said, "Put on the armor, and the ghost will hit you." ”

The fat man stroked her long hair, which was soft and more dazzling than satin, and asked curiously, "Sue me, what do you hate about me?"

Ash's beautiful double frequency flushed, and said: "I hate you for making your family in full view, and I have to be forced to lie, and more than once!" "Why?" The fat man's heart was full of curiosity, and he used his hand to hold up the pretty face of Ash's beauty that was almost buried in his chest, and Yan said "Sue me, who forced you to lie?"

As soon as these words came out, Ash's face was as red as a drop of blood, and he buried his face in the fat man's chest, and he struggled and hesitated for a while before he suddenly raised a pair of clear starlight eyes, stared at the fat man and said hotly, "After that night's competition, the entire Muyako clan knows that I am your person, but whenever someone asks about you, I have to panic, and the lies I have told in the past two days have been twice as many as what Ash has said in the previous sixteen years."

A trace of astonishment flashed on the fat man's face, "Why?"

Ash glanced at him coquettishly, and then said with an arrogant expression, "Do I want to sue them, you never kissed me that night, nor hugged me, and even let people blow the cold wind outside the tent in the middle of the night?

The fat man looked embarrassed and smiled dumbly, this is actually the case

"Ahh The old bastard Muyakodir poked his head in, completely ignoring the gorgeous scene in the room, and said excitedly, "Those things have been brought out, why don't you take a look?" ...... "Your Majesty!" Reposti, who was in charge of the command at the scene, hurriedly saluted the fat man who came over, "How is the situation?" The fat man's eyes swept over, revealing a trace of astonishment, the contents of Muyakodir's mouth were placed side by side on the wide flat not far from the collapse gap of the altar, and thousands of Muyako men were laboriously using thick wooden frames to catch pieces of black heavy objects from the gap.

The sound of neat shouts came and went, and next to the heavy object that had been lifted, the Muyako woman with a headkerchief wrapped around her head carefully used a simple wooden brush to clean off the hundred-year-old dirt on the surface of the black heavy object.

On the east side of Guangping, more Muyako people were gathering around the giant steam engine that was used to lift the gate of the temple that was first brought out, pointing and making bursts of exclamations.

The whole scene can be described as in full swing, and from time to time you can hear the crowd of onlookers shouting "My God, this is the sacred relic that my clan has guarded for hundreds of years! And what attracted the fat man's attention the most was not the expected steam engine,

But just with hundreds of manpower, a metal platform with the same width and narrowness, about 4 or 5 meters long, looks like a metal platform with a high roof, the fat man's eyes lit up, this unique and strange shape, let him think of something,

"Quick, clean that up!" The fat man walked impatiently to the metal platform that had just been put down, and soon, with the efforts of a group of Muyako women, after hundreds of years of deposited waste dust, scattered with the wooden brush, after cleaning up, revealing the shiny body inside,

"It's incredible! Is this really iron?" Muyakodir's eyes sparkled, and his fingers carefully touched the edge of the metal table, and the cold texture of the metal came from the tips of his fingers, proving how ridiculous Muyakodir's guess was,

"I've never seen iron like this!" Ryposti next to him took a deep breath and made a voice of disbelief,

Even if he didn't understand what it was, he could see that this thing was extraordinary, this strange metal table, in terms of texture, looked no different from ordinary iron, but after hundreds of years, the smooth surface, there was still not the slightest trace of rust, and it was completely compounded with the identity of the so-called "holy object" "It is indeed very surprising, this is stainless steel! a metal that will never rust!"

The fat man licked his lips and said proudly, "This is a kind of machine that completely transcends the existing era, this stainless steel platform that seems to be spliced together with parts, and there are large and small parts arranged on it, all of which are proving the true identity of this metal platform,

A primitive but very practical textile machine, the fat man has only known how to giggle, it is really profitable, a giant steam engine that is intact and can run normally, a textile machine with epoch-making significance,

The unearthing of these things made the fat man faintly feel that the breath of industrial civilization was not far from him.

The prophet of Ferran is indeed worthy of the genius of machinery, although these machines are still very simple in technology, but it is enough to make the fat man feel the powerful productivity of industrial civilization like an assembly line, the original power of the industrial revolution is the textile machine, simple and efficient production of cloth,

It seems simple and useless, but it leads the pulse of the civilization of the entire era, so that industrial civilization can truly become a force to change the world, with the steam engine, with the textile machine, the fat man can imagine that with such a technology being cracked, the productivity of the empire will be on a higher level, (to be continued.) )