Collapse Iron: What does it mean to broaden the fate of four people in one sentence?

Gray hair, a crisp silver-maned iron guard uniform, steady steps, and a determined gaze.

Without a second thought, Hiluva raised her hand in greeting.

"Good morning, Bronya! What are you doing so early?"

Bronya paused slightly when she saw her.

Then she walked over and stood in front of Shiluva.

“Hiluva”.

Her voice was calm, but there was something in her eyes that Silva had never seen before.

It wasn't the usual polite distance, nor the formulaic seriousness used when handling official business.

It's a very firm look, a look that suggests a decision has already been made.

"I was just about to have a talk with you."

Hiluva paused for a moment, then smiled.

"Looking for me? Then come to the machine shop! It'll be nice and warm up there."

The two walked side by side toward the machine shop.

Bronya walked faster than usual, as if she were in a hurry. Silva noticed this but asked nothing, simply quickening her pace to keep up.

Pushing open the door to the machine shop, you see various tools hanging on the walls, parts and semi-finished products piled on the table, and several guitars that are half-repaired standing in the corner.

Hiluva tossed her coat onto the back of the chair and casually pulled over two more chairs.

"Please sit down, please make yourself at home. What would you like to drink? Coffee? Tea?"

Bronya shook her head.

"Water will do."

Hiluva poured her a glass of water.

"Speak, what do you want from me?"

Bronya held the water glass, not speaking immediately.

She's been thinking about one thing since last night.

Thinking about what that demon king said yesterday, the smiles of the children in the lower districts, Oleg's hands covered in calluses, and Seele's stubborn expression.

She was also thinking about what she should do.

The Demon King wants to unite the people of Beloborg.

But people's hearts cannot be won over with just a few words.

Oleg believed it, Pera believed it, Ling believed it, and Seele believed it too, because they heard with their own ears the 'will' of the next Great Protector of Beloborg.

But what about the others?

The citizens of the upper district, the residents of the lower district, those who did not hear the Demon King's words, those whose hopes had been worn away by the cold wave.

What do they need to see before they can believe again?

Bronya thought about it for a long time. She even put herself in the Demon King's shoes and wondered what he would do if he encountered this problem.

Then she figured it out.

Just like the Demon King, controlling her body, said to Seele, "Bring hope to your leader."

What Belloberg lacked was hope.

It is not a vague and ethereal hope that is merely shouted out, but a real and tangible hope that can be held in one's hands.

It's something that can help people endure an extra winter during a cold snap.

It's something that can get people out of bed and out into the wind and snow.

It's something that allows a mother to say "tomorrow will be better" to her children without feeling guilty.

What is Belloberg best at?

Machinery.

Gears, parts, steam, pipes. These are things etched into the bones of the people of Beloborg.

If we could make something that could genuinely improve people's ability to survive in a cold wave, even if it's just a little bit, even if it only helps them survive for one more day.

That would be hope.

A genuine hope.

It's not a device like a geothermal heater used in cities; it's something that allows people to venture alone into a cold snap and come back alive without their body temperature dropping.

In her mind, if anyone could actually make such a thing, it would definitely be Hilva, the 'genius mechanic'.

Although there had been some unpleasantness between Hiluva and her mother, and for this reason, she had had very little contact with Hiluva in recent years.

But Bronya couldn't care less about that.

Bronya looked up at Shiluva.

“Hiluva, I want to make something.”

Hiluva raised an eyebrow.

"What is it?"

Bronya paused.

"Something that can bring someone back alive from deep in a cold wave."

Hiluva paused, looking at Bronya, at those gray eyes.

That look in her eyes was exactly the same as when another blonde woman said "I want to change Belloberg" many years ago.

She paused for a moment, then smiled.

"interesting."

She crossed her arms over her chest.

"Bronya, what are you trying to do with this?"

Bronya looked at her, remained silent for a long time, and then spoke.

"To tell the people of Belloberg,"

Her voice was soft, but firm.

"The cold wave is not invincible."

Chapter 35 When I was young, I was even crazier than you guys!

The moment she finished speaking, a familiar voice suddenly rang in her ears.

"It's still early, let's go back to the game. By the way, since the general wants me to go see it, but there have been some criminals lately, he probably won't let me go alone, right? Let someone come and pick me up."

Bronya: "........"

She stood frozen in place.

That voice, that tone, that sudden intrusion—the Demon King has arrived.

She was just about to try and learn the devil's "oratory" skills to make her words sound even better when this guy showed up.

But it's alright.

Bronya took a deep breath and calmed herself down.

What will you do next?

She looked at "her own" body and waited.

Hiluva looked at Bronya and remained silent for a long time.

She leaned back in her chair, her fingers tapping lightly on the table, making a rhythmic thumping sound.

That was her habitual way of thinking; she did it like that when she was making inventions, tapping the table while brainstorming solutions.

"Bronya".

She finally spoke.

"Although I am confident in my mechanical skills, I am really at a loss for what to do if you suddenly say that you want to make such a thing."

She paused, her brows furrowing slightly.

“However, Jepard mentioned to me last time that there was a doctor named ‘Wah’ who invented a drug that allows the Iron Guards to sweat even in the cold, and it seems to have no side effects.”

She looked at Bronya with a smug look in her eyes, as if to say, "See, my memory is still pretty good."

"How about we go find that Dr. Wach together? See how he did it, some kind of N-principle?"

Lin Si: "........."

No, what?

As soon as I logged on, a cool older sister started babbling away in front of me. She was quite rhythmic. Could she be a singer?

He quickly glanced around at his surroundings: parts scattered across the table, tools on the wall, and a half-finished guitar in the corner.

Then look at this older sister in front of me, she's wearing a leather jacket and leather pants, and has a strong rock and roll vibe.

To be honest, the NPC models in this game are quite something.

"This game doesn't even have any background information, sigh."

He silently complained to himself.

"If we were to release it in open beta, it would definitely be bombarded with criticism. Only a player like me, who is never afraid of challenges, wouldn't care."

Bronya: "........"

It's broken.

She suddenly realized a problem.

The Demon King was completely unfamiliar with her interpersonal relationships!

He didn't even know what the name of the woman in front of him was!

Oh no, is the secret about to be exposed?

Lin Si, however, remained calm.

As a gaming expert, he was used to progressing the story even with incomplete information. No prior clues? Then just follow the NPCs' dialogue.

"Wah? You can sweat even in a cold snap?"

He continued along with what Shiluva had said, his brain racing.

"That's right!"

Seeing his interest, Hiluva became even more enthusiastic.

"It seems he lives alone in the snowfield. Shall we go find him together? With you there, the guards of the snowfield should let us through."

Lin Si thought about it for a while and then figured it out.

The game's real-time calculation system is quite impressive; it allows the game characters to act according to the player's will.

It truly is a creation of a 'genius'.

Bronya is the next Great Protector of this city, and if things were to go according to his will, she would definitely want to do something to 'reunite the people'.

After all, being in that position, one has the power to control others.

Judging from the older sister's appearance, the surrounding environment, and what she just said, combined with the Belobers' expertise in using machinery,

It's not hard to deduce that this NPC is probably very skilled with machinery, and that she and Bronya are likely quite close.

Bronya came to her wanting her help to make an object that could make you feel warm even in a cold snap.

Hey, it really came to me without any effort.

However, since the game character will act according to the player's will, there's no rush to do what she says.

Let him log off and let Bronya talk to her herself.