Warwick the Godfather of Terra

"If you have nothing else to do, just let her come out. It's annoying to have her staring at others from behind all the time."

In the golden light, the werewolf disappeared.

When he reappeared, he was already standing in the ruins of Chernobyl.

At this time, the entire core city of Chernobyl was truly empty.

All members of the Reunion Movement were extradited by Lungmen or Rhodes Island.

Of course, the people from Longmen are also under the banner of Zaun Technology Company.

The werewolf took this opportunity to carry out his secondary creation.

"Hey hey hey."

Looking at this dilapidated city, a light of greed appeared in the werewolf's eyes.

"From today on, my dear, your name will be Zuan!"

The giant wolf reappeared its burly body and jumped into the big pit in the core area.

Then it jumped out again.

The werewolf, with an apologetic look on his face, picked up a little white rabbit dumpling and a statue made of a large piece of source stone from a hole nearby.

"Sorry."

Warwick was a little embarrassed.

I was so busy picking up the junk that I forgot about the owner...

And at this moment, when the werewolf was picking up scraps.

At the bottom of Rhodes Island, there is a huge boiler room.

At this time in the boiler room, the American cockroach, covered in coal dust, was hung above the furnace. The scorching heat burned her sweat so much that it soaked through several layers of her clothes.

She was hung up like a roasted suckling pig, lying motionless with her eyes as red as those of the Carter beast from the smoke.

However, with her mouth covered with tape, no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't break free from the rope tied behind her back.

This hateful old woman tied herself up mercilessly after learning the information!

I shouldn't have come to Rhode Island!

Shaking continuously, W tried to break free from the ropes behind him.

However, the boilerman who was rubbing fuel into the furnace shovel by shovel had his back to her, but it was as if he had eyes on his back and could clearly see her speaking like a maggot in the cocoon.

"Okay, stop struggling. This is a special buckle for tying Feng's hooves. You know it. The more you struggle, the tighter it gets."

A large shovel of various fuels was thrown into the boiler. The Sarkaz boilerman's identity as a Goliath allowed him to work here for long hours without being burned by the scorching heat.

But w won’t work!

The American cockroach felt like it was about to die.

Finally, W couldn't bear it anymore, he closed his eyes and fainted. He was hanging there like a salty Skadi, having lost his dream.

The Sarkaz boilerman continued to add fuel in handfuls. Even though W had fainted, he continued to rub fuel into the furnace indifferently.

A shovel.

Two shovels.

The merciless flames rising from the interior of this gigantic machine transformed all the fuel sent into it into energy, which supplied the entire power system of Rhodes Island.

Whether it is Victoria, Colombia, or the distant Sami, fuel from all over the world eventually

Whatever those fuels were before, they are the same now.

Just like this merciless earth that devours everyone, good or bad, they will all be turned into ashes in this huge furnace.

The Sarkaz boilerman's face showed no expression.

I don’t know how long it took.

"Boom! Pink

The heavy shovel was thrown aside, and he stood up and shook his huge body.

Then, he took off his gloves and mask and walked out the door.

It's time to drink tea, and nothing can stop him from drinking tea.

He walked out of the door, took off his gloves, took out a set of small tea sets that were completely different from his style from under the steel coffee table next to him, and began to tinker with them.

Boil water, make tea, take out the teacup, and the boilerman placed a teacup opposite himself.

Even if there is no one in front of you.

Shortly after the boilerman left, W quietly opened one eye.

After making sure that she was the only one in the isolated workshop, she quietly reached her tail into the rope loop from behind.

As a mercenary, you always have to master some special skills, right?

"Squeak...

The tiny cutting sounds were well masked by the crackling sound of the flames.

The sharp blade at the tail is a bit like a child or an older sister, although it is not enough to tie the heavy reinforced rope.

But as long as the middle is aligned, you don’t care whether the two ends are aligned or not, as long as it can be used.

Soon, a small crack was cut in the rope.

Then gradually expand.

Finally, after a violent shaking, the rope finally couldn't bear the weight.

"Snapped!

w fell heavily to the ground.

“Oh, damn.

Turning over, looking at the redness and swelling on his hands, as well as the numbness and itchiness in his legs, he gritted his teeth.

"I should have thrown that old woman into a brothel in the slums and let those homeless people rub her stinky face.

While rubbing his hands and feet which had become numb from being tied up for a long time, W cursed in his heart.

Walk out the door.

The Sarkaz boilerman at the door was still drinking tea.

Walking over, W picked up the teacup opposite the Sarkaz boilerman and drank it all in one gulp.

The warm liquid moistened her lips that were starting to crack from being burned for too long, and her throat that was almost smoking.

“I thought you were going to arrest me.

Putting down the teacup, W hugged his chest and looked at the Sarkaz boilerman in front of him.

“My job is to fire the boiler, not to arrest people.

The boilerman refilled her cup with tea.

w picked it up again and drank it all.

After roasting the bacon for half a day, it's almost dry.

The half of the boilerman's face that was exposed showed a rare trace of pain.

“This is an expensive product from Victoria, can you please taste it carefully?

w drank the tea and pushed the teacup over with disdain.

"What the hell, how can you taste the fragrance of tea in this environment where the ground is covered with dust and there is nothing but dirt everywhere?

As he said this, W sniffed and made a vomiting gesture.

"After so many years, this place still smells so bad. What was that old woman thinking?

The Sarkaz boilerman's thick fingers grasped the teacup like O'Neal holding a bottle cap.

The Sarkaz boilerman poured the tea into his mouth, which W felt was not even enough to wet his entire tongue, and smacked his lips.

“There’s nothing I can do. After all, this thing was dug out from underground, and I don’t know how to modify many parts of it.

The power system is the heart of the entire Rhodes Island. Kal'tsit is really unreliable. She ran away every time the people from the engineering department went to find her. How could Kal'tsit let her change the structure here?

w sneered.

"So you choose to stay in this small place?

The Sarkaz boilerman gave her some water.

"The temperature here is suitable for us Goliaths. What else can we do if we leave here? Mercenaries? Spare me.

The big hand covered with knife marks put down the teapot that was not even as long as his finger, and the Sarkaz boilerman did not pour tea for himself.

He reached out and knocked on the coffee table in front of him.

There was a heavy impact, and the entire coffee table did not deform even after such a blow, which shows its good quality.

w frowned, then widened his eyes sharply.

“Is this made of d32 steel?

D32 steel is a particularly hard composite special material produced by Terra.

This is an ultra-high-density alloy steel made from manganese ore, RMA70-24 high-quality material, and pentahydrate grinding stone.

Because of its excellent conductivity and metal resistance, it is even called "re-establishing the standard of weapon materials."

.

Such a precious thing has now been made into a coffee table?

The Sarkaz boilerman was a little smug. "I got this thing a while ago when I was betting with Ace on who could pee farther.

Although he was extremely reluctant the next day, he still handed it to me.

Out in the wilderness, there was no way those guys would keep their promise.

After saying this, he withdrew his big hand and looked at the floor beneath his feet. His voice sounded like nostalgia and mourning.

“Besides, this is your highness’ home.

That’s my home.”

When W heard the word "Your Highness", he paused.

Then, he gritted his teeth, turned around and left.

The boilerman was stunned.

No, are you leaving now?

"Are you going to Victoria?"

Putting down the teacup, the boilerman looked at W who was leaving.

"No, I'm going to see a fool."

There was a rare lack of madness in w's answer.

"A fool like your Highness."

Chapter 63: Frost Star is being reworked...

Dragging the huge Originium statue and looking at the tiny white rabbit ball on his finger, the werewolf returned to Longmen again in the flashing golden light.

Then I started to worry.

Where do you think we should put such a big piece of Originium?

If you want to take the dog back, Ceob's mineralogy is quite serious and he is afraid that it will bring out the dog's old illness.

After all, this thing is quite dangerous.

But he couldn't bear to lose such a large piece of source stone.

Besides, looking at the way this little white rabbit is tightly protecting it with its whole body, I guess it won't let go if I throw it away, so I have to throw it away together.