Alien world

Chapter 1528 Chapter 162. Entering the City
The gray-haired alchemist left the puppet to clean the closed room, walked out of the basement and returned to the sunny ground.

"Master, a mercenary is approaching, saying that this is the intelligence about Liberty City that you requested to investigate."

Another puppet came closer and brought a piece of information.

The gray-haired alchemist didn't take it at first. He cast a detection spell on it and only reached out to pick it up after finding no problems.

When talking about Liberty City, one person cannot be avoided: Anan Reeves.

All the forces observing Liberty City have a consensus: Annan possesses many of the characteristics of the first generation of pioneers of ancient families.

Throughout the history of the Allen Continent, there are such people, and each of them has become a legend in the end, but... what makes them complicated is that none of them can compare with Annan.

In theory, development is linear and continuous. The pie is so small that the people in the front have almost taken it all and are tacitly targeting the people who come later. If you want to stand out in this nearly solidified environment, you have to work hard to make yourself qualified to sit at the table.

The loser will naturally be served on the table.

Annan Reeves, on the other hand, did not suffer any of the hardships that those who came before him had to endure. When there was not enough cake, he would conjure up a piece of cake. When there was no road ahead, a road would appear out of thin air.

If it weren't for the turbulent years, they would really wonder if some new "God of Invention" had emerged.

Similarly, if the gray-haired alchemist wanted to learn about the inventions of Liberty City, he couldn't avoid this person.

Magic images, magic rifles... wheelchairs, glasses... magic trains, airships...

The more he learned about Liberty City, the more he felt that Annan Reeves was on the same path as him.

The gray-haired alchemist's gaze finally stopped on the airship, and his calmness was gradually replaced by excitement.

This is exactly what he wants!
The gray-haired alchemist's eyes gradually lit up.

His theories have always been considered rebellious by the mainstream of alchemy, but now he has finally found someone who shares the same ideals as him.

The gray-haired alchemist no longer hesitated and ordered the puppet: "The news here is getting louder and louder. Erase all traces and go to Liberty City!"

……

The magic train stopped in front of the lonely and simple platform.

The platform in Princess Territory has not been built yet, and the magic train is only temporarily stopping here for a few minutes as part of a trial operation.

Every time this happens, a group of locals would hide behind a distant hill, looking at the precious resting scene of the magic train, which is more than 100 meters long and is no less than a legendary dragon.

"Wow, it's long."

"Shh, keep your voice down, don't startle it."

Two locals were hiding behind some dead bushes, whispering to each other.

"Can it hear?"

"Nonsense, how could such a powerful being not hear it! One day I saw with my own eyes a wild magic train foraging for food..."

"Wow... Then why can people sit in its belly?"

"Stupid, because it's tamed. I tell you, only those who have bought tickets won't eat it. If you go up without a ticket, you will be swallowed."

"very scary……"

The ignorance of the peasants was blown away by the wind. The gray-haired alchemist looked at the slender shape of the magic train with fascination. The wonderful combination of theory and magic surpassed all the beauty in the world...

He couldn't wait to go to Liberty City to meet its inventor, Annan Reeves. When he returned to the farm, the puppet had already packed the carriage and luggage, and was carrying the gray-haired alchemist.

Because of the recent disappearances, the princess's people were afraid to go out alone, making the streets much quieter.

Guards stepped up patrols and also posted guards on the roads leading in and out of the princess' territory.

"I wish you a pleasant journey!"

But who would doubt an alchemist of such high status? The guards stood up straight, watching the culprit drive away from the princess' territory with awe.

In Middle-earth in February, new sprouts have already grown on the roadside. Half a day later, the bumpy dirt road was replaced by a smooth concrete road, indicating that they had entered the range of Gem Bay.

The gray-haired alchemist looked outside the car and saw that large tracts of wasteland on the roadside had been reclaimed into farmland, with no end in sight.

Also stretching across the plain was the city wall that seemed endless. Caravans from all over the place eventually gathered in front of the city gate and passed through one after another, but there was no city tax.

The first thing that catches your eye is the Jingguan made of human heads piled up outside the city gate, like a tower.

The gray-haired alchemist looked at it for a long time.

Soldiers wearing plate armor and holding magic muskets stand guard at the city walls and gates, cooperating with the Eye of Lilith floating in the sky to check whether there are wanted criminals or people with malicious intent entering the city.

The gray-haired alchemist was very interested in the magic musket and looked at it for a few more seconds until the carriage was swept by a detection spell. He raised his head as if he had sensed something and looked at the "Eye of Lilith" that was floating and glowing like an emerald.

Driving into the city walls means approaching the Free City.

A stretch of shanties began to appear in the distance.

They are more than ten miles long, equivalent to the area of ​​many small city-states - after all, this area houses a population of nearly 200,000.

With so many people crowded into one area, crime and filth are bound to run rampant, but in reality the shanties are messy but orderly, with no signs of sewage flowing everywhere in the slums, no homeless people sitting in the corners, no gangsters wandering around, the residents on the street are rosy-faced and healthy, and not even a naked person can be seen. Children don't have to worry about human traffickers, and they chase and play on the streets, making them perfect...experimental subjects.

There is a clear dividing line between the outer shacks and the Free City - a demolition zone about 500 meters wide. A large number of workers are demolishing the shacks, and some areas that are moving faster have already started the foundation.

The carriage drove into the real Liberty City and began to slow down. The surrounding temperature also began to warm up.

Constant Temperature Rune? What a luxury...

The gray-haired alchemist had heard a little about the lord's wealth.

Exquisite brick and stone buildings, neat, spotless streets paved with green plants, neatly extended street lamps that give people an inexplicable sense of comfort, guards and golems patrolling with dull footsteps, orcs, dwarves and other alien races mixed in with the pedestrians... The whole city exudes vitality and hope.

No one would doubt that this is Wilhelm.

The gray-haired alchemist looked out the window and raised his head, passing by the half-broken wizard tower with scaffolding hanging on the outer wall, a big tree of almost the same height as it, the white dragon hovering over the bay, and then fell on the airship of the Church of Wealth covered with gold foil. He couldn't take his eyes off it for a long time.

Squeak, squeak, squeak—

A noise like a wrench turning gears came from far away and got closer. A young man got on a strange-shaped machine with a wheel at the front and back, and it looked like it could never keep balance. The machine rushed out at a speed almost as fast as a run.

The reason for this certainty was that there was another young man, panting, following behind.

"Be careful, that's... the first bicycle!"

The young man riding the "bicycle" actually looked back and said, "What a bicycle! That's so ugly! Lord Annan called him a bicycle!"

The voices of the two people became increasingly distant. The gray-haired alchemist withdrew his gaze and took a deep breath in ecstasy. He felt that even the air was filled with freedom and sweetness...

(End of this chapter)