Jonah had also speculated about the working principle of the submarine, since it could travel through rocks and dirt, it must rely on the ability of sandeaters to devour and expel the soil, and the sandeaters in the endless sand sea could only swallow sand, and this large worm that was chosen to become the core of the "St. Jonah" must be a very strong mutant. He frowned and asked, "It's remarkable that it has survived for hundreds of years! I learned a little bit from Hannah and Danny to regulate the stomach of the sandworm, take me to see it right away! Where is the interface of the servo?"

The elder shouted, "It's just under the bridge, there's a lift to get there, we don't have anything to do with this bug, it would be great if the adults could train it!" He picked up his robe and ran up, leading Jonah to the front of the bridge, and the astrologer suddenly slapped his head: "Wait a minute, wait a minute, this is not the point, the enemy has already attacked, we must find a way to solve the main problem!" He grabbed the elder by the collar and carried him in front of him, and said hurriedly: " By the way, I remember that this submersible ship combines the insect breeding technology of the Tantuha people of the Endless Sand Sea, the steam technology of the Floreus people of the Volcanic Country, and the mysterious spells of the Veda people of the Buddha Country, and let me know how the ship works!"

The bearded elder shrugged his shoulders in the air, "It's mainly our steam puppet technology!" Captain, you can't advance in the hard frozen soil of the North Continent with the strength of the sandworm alone, first of all, here!" he pointed at the front of the submarine model with his stick. The bow of the ship is equipped with a circle of cast-iron serrations that can rotate, which can crush large rocks into potato-sized pieces, and gnaw a way through the permafrost, so that the sandeaters only need to swallow the crushed gravel without causing indigestion; Finally, there is a steam-powered servo at the tail of the submarine, which controls the jet wake of the sandeaters. ”

Jonah said thoughtfully, "Got it, you go on." ”

"That's it. The elder spread his hands innocently: "Big bugs and steam technology are all there is to the 'St. Jonah', in fact, without big bugs, you can build a submarine, but dealing with wasteland is a big problem, and you can't turn flexibly......"

"What about the Vedic part, what did they do?" reminded the astrologer.

The elder suddenly realized: "Oh! I heard that these bald and meatless guys have a lot of weapons on the ship, but no one knows how to fiddle with those things, and no one can remember how to operate them for hundreds of years, and besides, we can't read their strange crooked words!"

"Where's the weapon?" Jonah's eyes lit up.

The elder tugged at his long beard and thought for a long time, "It seems that there is a room at the back of the starboard floor, which is the general control room of weapons, but the passage over there has not had time to be repaired, and no one has been to many places at all, you can't imagine how bad the house will be if it has been left for hundreds of years, and the stinky mushrooms can grow as tall as a tree, Captain!"

"Where's Mr. Koshava, haven't the Arian Alliance been to the weapons control room either?" asked Jonah.

"The 'St. Jonah' is our treasure, and no one but us can run around, even the people of the Irion Alliance can only stay in the living quarters we have carved out!" the elder was so proud that his beard curled, "Now the upper deck on the port side and the upper deck on the starboard side are almost done, and no one knows what is going on below!"

The astrologer immediately decided, "I'll go down now, if I can get the submarine's weapon system activated, I'll be able to beat the intruder back!" He threw the powder-hated dwarf to the ground, turned and hurried out. "Then what are we going to do, Captain!" the dozens of dwarves screamed in unison.

"Find Mr. Koshava, and he will tell you what to do! Compared to me, the teacher should be the one who commands everyone!" Jonah said a word, and jumped off the bridge. He staggered down the ladder and ran along the noisy passageway, when a bare-bottomed dwarf caught up with him, shouting, "Captain, let me lead the way for you! I'm familiar with the way here, and I can help you find where you want to go!"

"That's great!" Jonah shouted, reaching out and patting his pink-pointed hat, "What's your name?"

The dwarf immediately fell to the ground with a thud, got up with a shy face, and twisted: "The name of the person is not important, the key is that the captain can be happy, if I have to take off my hat, I am, I ...... too"

Jonah felt that he should make up for the habits of the Floresians. He turned his head in embarrassment, and saw a figure as straight as a bamboo pole marching diagonally behind him, taking unhurried steps, but never being left behind by himself, "Yakong! you can read Sanskrit, right?" The "Geographical Estimation of Nanda Road" mentions that although the country of Veda is the lingua franca of Nandalu, Sanskrit is still the official language used by monks and nobles, and there must be Sanskrit instructions in the weapons control room, and you need to help!" The 17-year-old boy shouted at his red-haired companion. With Jekon by his side, he feels much more at ease, a reliable companion who always gives him an inexplicable sense of security, even though you can never predict his actions.

The southerner looked at him, did not say anything, and did not deny. Jonah took this as some kind of acquiescence.

"Boom!"

Another explosion occurred in front of him, and many people fell on the road, and Jonah saw a familiar figure in front of him, a young man in an obviously large astrology robe and a double-headed staff, wasn't that Baron Arivia, the president of the Astrology Society?"

Byron looked back at him, his face turned red and he was shy and anxious, and said: "It's Yonah! Uncle Koshava, they went to the front, several enemies attacked, and more enemies were blocked in the tunnel, I went to reinforce it, hoping to close the hole." Compared to here, the situation on the port side is more troublesome, the mathematicians guarding there are retreating, and the eldest brother Ipsilon Kawacrocodile leads the elite of the Ebenezer Republican Guard over, but it seems that they are also in a hard battle, the enemy is very strong!Where are you going? The battle situation is chaotic now, you should stay safely in the center of the submarine, we will protect ......"

Jonah yelled, "I'm not going to hide like a woman!I'm going to the lower floor now to try to turn on the weapon system, and I'll talk when I win!" he hurried past the leader, leading the way dwarf and Jekong to the right fork in the road. Byron Arivia muttered with a blow, "...... I'll protect you, Jonah...... Forget it, no one listens to me anyway......"

The sleek dwarf rushed ahead, and after running a few dozen yards, he stopped suddenly, and said, "This is it, the elevator to the lower level, Captain!" But the elevator has been broken for hundreds of years, and only the dwarf in charge of maintenance will go down with a rope, and that is very dangerous!"

In front of the three men was a large rectangular crater that looked like some kind of platform passage, with a large string of rotten cables hanging from it. There was some new thick rope tied to the rusty steel beams, and a dwarf was panting and crawling up from below, and when he looked up, he immediately rushed over and threw himself at Jonah's feet, and touched the tips of the Baron's boots with the middle fingers of both hands: "Great, sir, what are you doing here? It's very dangerous here, maybe the floor will collapse at any time, and these steel beams are rusty!"

The leading dwarf crossed his waist and said, "That's what I said, it's too unsafe to go down with a rope, is there any other way?"

The maintenance dwarf hesitated, "It's sixty yards deep underneath, where can I find such a long ladder?" It will take two weeks to repair the lift, but if you want to build a spiral staircase, it can be shortened to about five days......

Without waiting for Jonah to speak, Jekong suddenly strode up, holding the astrologer around his waist with his left hand, and pulling out the famous sword Buddha tooth with a choking sound in his right hand. The sharp edge of the serrated knife was reflected in the magic gas lamp, and the two dwarves screamed at the same time, "What are you going to do to Lord Jonah!"

Jonah was suffering at this time, not to mention the southerner's thin body, his strength was so great that he almost squeezed his chest into a piece of paper. The boy made two gestures with difficulty to indicate that he was okay, and then Yekong walked to the front of the lifting shaft in two steps, stretched out his feet and took another step with an expressionless face, and stepped into the void one step at a time.

"Mother's steamy bread!" the dwarves were frightened. The leading dwarf screamed and rushed over to grab the corner of Jonah's robe, and was pulled and fell into the deep well. The maintenance dwarf sat on the ground and trembled, and in a second, the three of them had disappeared into the dark lifting shaft, and the dwarf looked at it with his hands and feet and probed to the well, covering his eyes in horror.

"Zilalalala......" The harsh sound of metal grinding sounded, and the maintenance dwarf slowly opened his fingers to see bright sparks coming out of the well. The red-haired southerner caught the astrologer and slashed through the metal walls of the lift shaft. The rusty iron wall was sliced by the long serrated knife, and the violent friction slowed the speed of the fall, and in the piercing screams and countless sparks, Yekon slowly sank into the deep well with Jonah in his left arm. The sleek leading dwarf hung on the corner of Jonah's coat and screamed, the 17-year-old boy felt that there was only air coming out of his lungs and no air coming in, and at the moment when he was almost strangled, Yekong's feet finally touched the ground, "Qiang!" The famous knife Buddha's tooth flashed back into its sheath, and a hideous crack appeared on the inner wall of the lifting shaft, the incision was uneven, and it was red and shiny due to friction.

Jekong's left arm loosened, and Jonah and the dwarf fell to the ground. The astrologer gulps in precious air and gives a love-hate thumbs up to his taciturn partner.