Chapter 516: Fairy Steam Conference

He often didn't speak for a long time, and it was a long time before he said stiffly: "This city is full of discrimination, northerners discriminate against southerners, and Angloans discriminate against Irish. Chinese are no different. We can survive here if Ireland People can get citizenship, so can we. With my knowledge and mind, we can live well here. "
The swallow stared at Chang Yu: "Chang, you like it here, right?"
"..."
Chang Yu lowered her head: "I, I don't know."
"So, do you want to go back?"
The swallow asked softly,
Chang Yu smiled dryly: "I have lived in San Francisco for so many years, and my braids have been cut a long time ago, and I will go back to kill him."
"Often, it's easy to cut off the braid on the head." Yanzi looked at Chang Yu and said, "But it's difficult to cut off the braid in my heart."

One hundred and fifty years ago, iron trains appeared. People used a large number of ground steam engines to extract groundwater sources, and large areas of the ground were empty.
A hundred years ago, the first steam airship came out. In the blue sky, the pungent smell of colorful motorboats and sulfur dioxide.
In the past 50 years, marine trains have not been seen. Heavy artillery and iron armored ships of various countries have fled to the sea and began to set foot in various originally unknown seas. Marine life has been hunted in large numbers.
After nearly two hundred years of development, the manufacture of the so-called "steam guard" has become an extremely complicated science or even an art.
Adventurers can use steam guards to arm themselves, kill dangerous beasts, and explore dangerous environments; nobles use rich steam to show off their wealth and duels; slave traders rely on steam to kill rebel tribes, and the state uses steam guards to plunder land, Suppress the revolution.
But the steam guard on this piece of fairy-tale woven land is far less professional, refined, and ferocious than later.
"Fifty marks! New arrival."
Armed with a huge belly, the shop owner extended five fingers.
Li Yan held up this riot net, a gun shell made of pig iron, and a mahogany bracket, which could shoot a five-meter-diameter net rope.
This weapon, worth fifty marks, is not even a child's toy compared to Crazy Shock.
It's a pity that Li Yan couldn't get the shotgun now, otherwise he would have to make this arrogant little fat man open his eyes.
In "Giant Lake", Li Yan could not come up with any item stored in the personal imprint, but his knowledge and ability were not affected.
Li Yan's fingers squeezed the of the gun lightly and thought for a while before he said, "Let's make a deal, I will help you repair the damaged steam guard, and you rent this net shooter to me."
The weapon shop boss sneered: "Come on, young man, if you want to participate in the conference, you must have at least a semi-automatic steam individual armor, and the price is not affordable for a poor ghost you can't even afford to shoot.
After a pause, he also said, "If you want to follow the warriors who won the Steam Conference against the Cyclops, you can do the warriors' obedience. Maybe you can see the princess."
"Really? Then change the conditions. I repair the damaged steam guard for you. You can lend me a set of stock in your shop, even the cheapest steam soldier."
The owner of the Weapons Shop murmured: "Liang, if it hadn't been for a while to know your old Jack, I would have bombed you out. What you learned from the watch shop would not even repair a steam lift. it is good."
He didn't say anything, and saw that the net gun in Li Yan's hand was dismantled with his bare hands, and parts were scattered around the table.
"you!"
The boss furiously rushed to the crown and told Li Yan to make up for the loss before he could export it. I saw Li Yan holding a belly-in spring to the boss's eyes, with a clear crack on it.
"Isn't it worth fifty marks?"
As soon as Li Yan's words fell, the cards in his pockets became hot, and after a while, the words "Stomp" in "Stomp Steamer" disappeared.
In this fairy tale, the character's behavior can affect the identity of the card, and the original trivial supporting role can also become the protagonist.
"..."
Looking at the spring in Li Yan's hand, the boss's look was quite surprised, so he reluctantly walked out of the counter and beckoned to Li Yan: "Come with me."
The two reached the backyard one after the other, and the blacksmith pointed his rusty iron armor on an engine in the yard with fat fingers.
"I usually use him to drive wild boars that bite fences and fruit. As long as you can repair one-third of the broken goods in the shop, this one-armor armor will be lent to you."
"That `s a deal."
"But you have to hurry. This afternoon, the steam conference is about to begin."
Li Yan frowned "" so fast?
The sun sinks west, and the scheduled steam conference is held as scheduled in the King's Arena.
St. Yves's steam soldier looks like a large diver, five meters high, and fully covered. There are four cannons with harpoons and nets behind. This is the "hunting tide" that has been involved in the century-long war between France and France.
He is an aristocratic knight, and he can get the most advanced steam soldier in this era without any effort.
Beside him, is a young and strong blacksmith Michael. He relies on his superb craftsmanship to create a homemade "enthusiasm". This year, as long as you have enough work costs and certain craftsmanship, use your credentials to get from the arms. It is also possible for the company to purchase a triathlon ball and to assemble a semi-automatic steam soldier.
Interestingly, St. Yves's face was arrogant, Michael's face was full of bull-like excitement, but there was no eye contact with each other.
They seem to have forgotten their original identity, immersed themselves in the world of fairy tales, dreamed of becoming famous in World War I, and marrying a beautiful princess.
"The rules of the steam conference are simple."
The court minister, wearing a gorgeous robe, stood on the high platform: "In the arena, destroying the engine behind all the opponent's steam individual armor or the core triathlon is the final winner."
He glanced over the various steam soldiers under the stage: "So, are you ready?"
"please wait a while."
The court minister looked in the voice of the talk, and saw Li Yan wearing an iron plate armor, carrying a heavy steam engine behind him, and even the core triathlon was exposed. He was holding a hand and wondering if it could turn. The steam chainsaw that rose up looked funny in that shabby look.
The warriors who participated in the steam conference laughed loudly, whistling around, and some people recognized that this was the individual equipment of the owner of the weapon shop to drive wild boar, and it was even more publicized, and the noise was even louder.
But some people whispered, thinking that this man will die, and the king should not ask him to continue to participate in the conference.
The minister was unmoved, but asked kindly, "Is there anyone else?"
No one spoke for a long time, and the minister nodded: "Then, the meeting begins!"
Li Yanzheng frowned and started the chain saw. Putting on this thing seemed to him as uncomfortable as wearing a sweater. But before he responded, several grenades were already on the scene. Many people, including St. Yves, regarded him as Ruo Ruan Persimmon.
The gunpowder exploded and the flames billowed.
There were heavy exclaims from the venue. Many people just covered their eyes. A dark shadow flashed out from the flames between them. He twisted off the heavy steam saw chain on the mech, and Taishan's top was generally cut on an opponent. More than three meters of steam alone fell down. Li Yan grabbed the unfortunate collar of the unfortunate egg before he could get him out, and the court minister had blown a sharp whistle.
He reached out and pointed at Li Yan's rotten individual soldier who had been burned in the flames: "Sorry, boy, you've been eliminated."
Li Yan tangled with a look: "Ah?"
Soon, he was surrounded by the guards, and ended in an exclamation of "He just jumped ten meters away!" "Qigong!"
Almost at the same time when he was off the field, a silver steamer who was less than two meters in size and completely fit the human body design, just like a strong cheetah, slaughtered into the arena.
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