"So, you crossed the gap between the two worlds last night and entered the other world as a conscious body?"

The next morning, Trisy yawns back to the monitoring room after a busy night of learning about creation, and hears the story that Murphy is making breakfast tells her.

The Grand Duke of the Blood Vulture exclaimed:

"Is there really a genius in the other party's world who can crack the knowledge of creation? Well, this guy has to be brought here! Murphy, especially when she may already be under the gaze of the shadows of subspace.

Although the distance between the two worlds is so far that even the gods are afraid of it, according to your description, it is still a hidden danger.

There is no such thing as psionic energy or elemental magic in the other world, and there is no group of gods bound by the frontier contract to protect the material world.

Once the unspeakable subspace invades, they have little chance of resisting. ”

As it was, Tracey immediately thought of the worst possibility.

Murphy shook his head, brought the two portions of the prepared vegetable porridge to the table, picked up the steamed buns with wild vegetables and meat, and said to Tracey:

"Cement was just an accident, she made that call for a short time, and I don't deny that it was possible for her to be watched by subspace, but now the power of the Creator has left its mark on her.

As an enemy of subspace, under the watchful eye of the Creator, she will not be a 'leaking source'.

I'm worried about the clumsy but already scratching the ropes of the device she's left behind, and I can bring the soul of cement into Transnesia, but I can't stare at that side all the time.

If that knowledge is continued to be studied, it's hard to say whether it will eventually open up a psychic channel that can be watched by subspace.

That's the crux of the matter. ”

Murphy sprinkled the icing sugar on Tracey's vegetable porridge and said as he stirred it for her:

"If I should have reminded the defenders over there in the rest of the conversation."

"But there's another possibility."

Tracey took a bite of the rather good-tasting vegetable bun and said as she ate:

"If the Creator didn't want the two worlds to be more deeply connected, with the technological power he possessed, he could have completely shut down the possibility of such communication, but he still left a glimmer of hope, Murphy.

Perhaps this situation is also in the Creator's plan, or perhaps He wants to see the world on the other side called 'Earth' perceive a wider outer constellation.

You tell me? ”

"I am only the chosen one of the Creator, not the roundworm in His stomach."

Murphy shook his head and took a sip of porridge and said:

"Don't think about that yet, I'll have to go back to the Blood Vulture Corridor to complete the cracking and application of more creature templates, do you think it's a little too shocking if I put the Gnoll template in the optional list?"

"Emmm, as I understand your Player Warriors, their aesthetic is similar to that of most people in this world, and if the people here don't like Gnolls, they probably won't either."

Tracey poked her face and said:

"But do you have some little perverts among your players? Maybe they just like it? And looks aside, the Gnoll's attribute templates are really pretty good.

Especially the big gnolls of the Dark Mountains.

I suspect that their initial race value may have exceeded 40 points, or maybe it should be around 50 points.

The mad scientists in Eden have tweaked the blueprint of this creature too much, and even Philae complains that those who want to usurp the sovereignty of creation are simply killing themselves. ”

"Yes, although there is a negative state of 'inferior intelligence', it is undeniable that the gnolls are indeed the optimal solution of the strength party."

Murphy picked up the second bun and put it in his mouth, and he said:

"And the appearance of the gnolls at this time may be able to play a miraculous role in the advancement of the black plague, not to mention that there will be many more variables on Hogg's side alone. But Hogg had to find a safe save spot for these gnolls first, which was difficult, but I don't think it was impossible for the wolves.

The app they created will be launched at 9 o'clock tonight, and you can enter it through the forum's jump interface and get administrator permissions.

There is a built-in search engine in that app, and as you wish, Trace, the web library of another world is about to open up to you.

I hope you won't get caught up in the vast amount of otherworldly information. ”

"Don't worry, I've always had a strong sense of learning ability and self-control."

Tracey has a lot of faith in herself.

But Murphy feels that his beautiful girlfriend's "Internet addiction symptoms" may be deepening again.

But this is also something that can't be helped, he transferred some of the "development materials" he recorded to Trith's Calculation Orb, told her to upload it to the "Transnica Bistro" APP tonight, and promised Triss that she would soon have three and a half generations of Orbs with stronger computing power and more functions, so he left the exhibition hall and returned to Transcia with a kiss from his girlfriend.

As a result, it was flying high in the sky, and the vulture Revno sent new news.

At the sound of the vulture's hissing, Murphy, wrapped in a shadow cloak, suddenly turned back in the sky, and saw three halfling airships approaching in the distant sky, led by the Perfect Shipping Company's flagship Good Luck.

The logo printed on the large balloons on both sides of it is so conspicuous in the air that people can't ignore it.

Behind the Good Luck are two smaller airships, much older than the Good Luck, but also emblazoned.

It was Captain Paula's first business for her and Murphy, delivering back what Trancia needed most right now.

"What a send-off."

Murphy sighed.

He quickly approached the airship as he changed direction in the air, and Captain Paula, who was in the wheelhouse, heard a screeching sound from his mechanical console.

The device, powered by four Orbs of Operation, was able to catch something rapidly approaching the airship through an echo from the outside.

Paula immediately ordered the airship to take a defensive stance, and the well-trained halfling crew ran to move several heavy rapid-fire guns on the deck to the target position.

This is not an "outdated toy" like the automatic hunting crossbow, this is the firepower of the enemy.

The most dangerous battlefield killer designed and built by the Halfling Mechanics can be thought of as a steam-mechanical version of the Maxim heavy machine gun, which still uses a small high-pressure steam furnace as an energy source that can shoot standard bullets, and if necessary, can be replaced with ammo boxes for more lethal gold-burning bullets.

Of course, the anti-aircraft firepower means that it is very heavy and huge, and there is a special 360° rotating turret, which is so heavy that it can no longer be fired on a ground vehicle, and can only be carried by a large creature like an airship.

And this thing is only open to airship companies that have been licensed by the Council of Steam Lords, and the halflings never allow their weapons of war to leak out.

Murphy, who was being targeted by three rapid-fire guns, slowed down, certainly not because he sensed threatened, and with the flight speed of an elite vampire like him, it would be difficult for these guns to aim at him, even in daylight.

But he's not here to wreak havoc.

After slowing down, the Governor hovered in the air to identify himself, and Captain Paula lifted his guard and personally welcomed his most important partner.

As Murphy boarded the Good Fortune, he caught a glimpse of the "graceful" halfling lady beside Captain Paula.

The latter wore a half-length dress with black lace trim and a small lady's soft hat, and a jewel-encrusted cane in his hand.

She's not young anymore.

Wrinkles appeared on her delicate face, but Murphy could guess her identity just from the halfling lady's demeanor and makeup.

This is supposed to be the old baby of the old flywheel, the owner of the black market who is said to be well-connected in the port of Chardo, and one of the leaders of the gray zone in that city.

Murphy stepped forward and saluted the lady with a gentle smile, saying:

"Welcome to Translasia, Lady Ishar Taylor."

"Well, lo and behold, this young governor is the most gentlemanly and handsome vampire I've ever seen in my life, and if I were two hundred years younger, I'd be after you passionately, little cutie."

Mrs. Taylor covered her mouth with her lightly gauzy gloved hand and let out a shrill laugh characteristic of a halfling.

She waved her hand to let the servants who were holding umbrellas for her to leave, and held out her left hand to Murphy, and the Governor naturally half-knelt down to show his respect by kissing his hand.

Well, the half-kneeling gesture may have other meanings in other contexts, but for the halflings, it would keep the tall race at eye level, which is the most friendly gesture for them.

It seems that Governor Murphy has worked the etiquette of the halfling.

This gentle gesture of the master made Lady Ishar more satisfied, and she asked:

"Well, my old flywheel must be in trouble for you, right?

Forgive him for his recklessness and rudeness, but geniuses are so arrogant, for example, when I first saw the flywheel, I was struck by his astonishing intelligence, and he easily captured the heart of a poor widow.

Since then, I have been his number one patron and lover.

Flywheel told me that Trancia could expand my black market venture, and he did his best to tout the potential of this place, making me wonder if you had changed his mind with some kind of magic.

But my guess is that there must be something that Flywheel can't say in his letter, and he's just urging me to make sure you have whatever you need. ”

The cunning halfling lady stared at Murphy for some hints.

Murphy used onomatopoeia to tell Isal Taylor the news of the burning gold mine, and the beautiful light green eyes of the halfling black market leader widened suddenly, but she was well-informed, and the next moment she returned to normal, and nodded in satisfaction.

Apparently very satisfied with the business that the old flywheel found.

It can be seen that this lady of Ishar is not a peaceful halfling, and ordinary halflings have been frightened when they hear about the burning gold mines, but instead she is not afraid, but she begins to plot the profits of this dangerous thing that will definitely offend the brass dwarves.

Come to think of it, how can a woman who can be admired by the crazy brain of the old flywheel be an ordinary person?

"Your Excellency the Governor, please come with me."

Captain Paula, dressed in full captain's uniform, said to Murphy:

"You can take an inventory of the items your followers have consigned, and I must say that I am amazed by what your servants are doing in Port Chardo.

They are all true warriors who have done their job of building public opinion for you in that cold city that doesn't believe in tears, and after I relay the victory of the Blood Banner Heights to the gracious professor, he has decided to use this as a breakthrough to convince the die-hard Steam Lords to open up more supplies for you. ”

"I have never doubted the determination and will of Professor Malcolm, who is one of my most important administrative officers."

Murphy replied, and then followed Paula into the large cabin of the Good Fortune.

The airship was divided into three levels, with the deck and living and entertainment areas on the highest level, and the lower two floors were all steel compartments, and at first glance, Murphy saw five steam walkers fixed in the cargo hold.

Massive as a heavily armored tank, with a six-legged structure like a mechanical spider, the disc-shaped body houses a hexagonal crew compartment with four seats for the crew.

They stood there, and their cold appearance alone exuded a serious sense of power.

Unfortunately, all weapons on the five steam walkers have been removed, but the complex control system has been retained, except for the lack of dedicated arithmetic orbs that prevent them from turning on.

"A downgraded version of the steam walker is generally used in the port of Chardo for special operations, digging ravines or rescue operations."

Captain Paula explained:

"These are old walkers, and although all the weapons have been removed, they are still real military models, and as long as you can find a good crew, these five walkers can easily slaughter thousands of gnolls.

I don't know where the little Earl Sharon got this 'hard good', but there's no doubt that she's also a 'hand and eye' vampire.

According to her, she'll be able to find a way to get you five more retired walkers in the next few months. ”

"I heard that Sharon's mother's maiden family is also powerful in Port Chardo."

Murphy rubbed his chin and said:

"This is one of the reasons I sent Sharon there, and it turns out that Sharon Jr. has fulfilled her duty to the Vulture Clan, and she is our pride and the pride of the Translancian people.

Even the most stubborn mountain people could not say that their lords were afraid of war and abandoned them and fled. ”

"Looking over here, there are three bullet production lines and a set of industrial mother beds for making simple machine tools."

Captain Paula pointed to the large machinery next to it, which was fixed and covered with a tarpaulin, and said to Murphy:

"This is Professor Malcolm's test specimen that he brought straight back from the factory attached to the University of Chardon through his personal connections, and I don't know how he managed to convince the customs officers to go through the security of this thing under the guise of a 'teaching facility', but I must admit that you Transans are really wild.

Then, what was left of this chamber was a full two thousand sets of general-purpose mechanical prosthetics. ”

Captain Halfling waved his right arm and said:

"It's a lot worse than the robotic arm I'm using now, but it's better than standardized production, specially made for human body shape, and there is no need to do additional adaptation, as long as there is a skilled mechanic who can complete the installation, fool-like far-arithmetic orb operation, if necessary, it can be modified to add more armed force to the robotic arm.

The lower cabin is a retrofit module for 2,000 sets of prosthetics.

Well, I think you Transansians have a bit of a problem with the word 'medical', but how do you say that?

Considering that you are a bunch of savages, I will not delve into it. ”

The little captain, apparently not letting go of the Transans because of her rapprochement with Murphy, ridiculed the local barbarism, handed Murphy the list of goods, and said:

"The rest of the bits and pieces of machinery were on the other two airships, including a loom, a printing press, and some special boilers, as well as a large number of arithmetic orb inserts and Lady Ishaar's belongings, as well as some mechanical drawings and professional books from the port of Chardo.

Under normal circumstances, we don't transport these things on ships, and the profits are too low, but we are friends now, and we must fulfill the obligations of friends.

And the letters you sent to the children and the terrible mountain cavalry, which are to be sent by your postmen.

Oh, and by the way, there's a strange mountain woman! ”

Captain Paula tilted his head and said:

She seemed to be very uncomfortable, and asked to go back to Transencia to have a baby, and said that she would go on the field to slaughter a few gnolls for her own children to do prenatal education. Hmm, why is the Governor's expression so strange?

You're also overwhelmed by your barbarians, aren't you?

Hah, I'll just say that Transcia is a real ghost place! ”

(End of chapter)