Take Taobao with you to another world

"It's here, drive the car to that position, and we can leave the rest to us."

"What, what is this?" The werewolf captain standing on the cart asked, pointing forward.

"Train." The people in the working group jumped off the cart and rolled up their sleeves.

"'Huo... Ce'?"

The bereaved man with short haircut turned around and smiled at him, "It's not a 'fire policy', it's a 'train'—in your language, it's a cart driven by fire."

"Is this a car?"

"Yes," said the man, reaching for the reins.

"Why is it so big...so long! How do you make such a thing? Is there anything that can pull it? You mean fire? How can fire pull a cart without burning it?" The centurion jumped up. Going down, asking questions non-stop, the werewolf family still standing on the cart watched their actions in confusion.

"Well, actually I don't know." The man smiled, "But it was created by the magician...you should understand."

Here, "Sorcerer" has almost become an explanation for all the unknown things, those things that people don't know how to appear, and things that people don't understand how to do, as long as there is the name of the Sorcerer, it seems to have Natural qualifications.The young centurion had come to accept this foreign logic, although his problems had not diminished.

"Then why are we stopping here? Could it be..." He looked up and glanced not far away, on the track made of steel and wood, there were steam locomotives side by side with rough and powerful fronts and huge black carriages It was simply awe-inspiring, and he finally thought of the possibility, "...we're going through this to get to the colony?!"

He almost yelled out, but he didn't attract much attention from the side.

"It's faster and more convenient." The survivor man said, he put down the reins, and looked back at the werewolves who were still standing on the car, "Okay, please come down, we have to send these luggage over there On the flat ground, let special people load it on the car. They will issue a number plate to each house according to the wooden box, and then identify the property according to the plate when they arrive at the place. This is very simple, and there is usually nothing wrong. Then others Follow me to the other side to get on the train, wait until all ten carriages are full, at the latest—" He looked down at his wrist, and then at the sky, "We will all be able to reach the settlement before the sun moves west by one point .”

The compacted ground has neatly laid stakes, and ropes have been pulled to distinguish different areas.Headed by the captain of the bereaved family, the staff who came with the migration team guided the vehicle to the unloading area, let the werewolf families on the vehicle get off one by one, they boarded the vehicle and inserted all the square compartment latches on the vehicle board At this time, the stevedore waiting beside also came over with a rope as thick as a child's arm hanging in the air, and hooked the thick iron hook at the end of the rope to the carriage. Under the surprised eyes of the werewolves, with the sound of mechanical transmission, the carriage moved ——In other words, the simple container of this era was hoisted up and slowly moved towards the wagons on the freight line.After the wooden boxes that fell on the steel plate were strengthened again, a special person compared them, and then came over and issued the corresponding number plates to the corresponding werewolf families.

The werewolves who got the number plate looked at the small wooden sign repeatedly, and their eyes lingered on the train and railway, as well as the overhead hoisting system towering in the sky.For ordinary werewolves whose knowledge of human settlements was mostly from indirect contact, no matter how much they heard, it was far less shocking than what they saw with their own eyes.The population exchange and material transportation between the settlement and Sacher did have an impact on the lives of werewolves, but the so-called "industrialization" is still far away.The railway construction between the two places is far from over, and the trial run on the completed line is a test of engineering and technology, and it is also a display, or "show".

The werewolves may not feel the intention behind it, but they are indeed here. At this time, they realized the huge difference between humans and them. The difference between them is not force, appearance, or tradition, but another Something more fundamental, more powerful, something they couldn't find the exact words to describe.

And this vague feeling became more obvious when they were ushered into the carriages of another train.

Amidst the exclamation, the surprised and novel werewolves touched the leather interior of the car, felt the touch of the straw carpet, stood up and sat down on the wooden seat with backs, and the child lying on the window Breathe on the glass, feel it with your fingers or tongue, or press your nose flat to look at the fellows who are squatting under the car, because it takes a while to wait for the car to be full, and before the departure signal sounds, the person responsible for the order of each car After the members of the working group make the necessary explanations, they will not stop the exploration of these werewolves, nor will they refuse their inquiries.

At the beginning, almost no werewolves had the time to communicate with the extra humans in the carriage. Until they found that their unsatisfied curiosity could be relieved a little from each other, these staff members who were proficient in orc language were overwhelmed with questions.The werewolves were full of doubts about this completely unimaginable means of transportation, and they were even interested in the patterns on the straw weaving. Ring the bell, let the werewolves get them under the car, walk on the rails, watch in the unloading area, and call back the clansmen who ran to the front of the car.

"Let them come up quickly! Otherwise, the car will not be able to keep up with it!" A Taco man standing in the middle of the car shouted, sticking his head out of the window.

"Why can't you keep up? Can it run faster than a horse?" A werewolf in the carriage asked.

"It's really fast when it's really running!"

"Can it hold so many people and things, can it really be moved?" Some people still ask this question that has been repeated over and over again.

"Of course!" the staff of the Tucker tribe also patiently repeated.

"But the one below you, in short, aren't those things all made of iron? Just now we gathered dozens of people to lift a section, and they couldn't lift it even if they died!"

"...What are you doing lifting the carriage?"

"How can you use the power of fire to pull something that can't be lifted by dozens of people? Fire doesn't even have weight!"

The staff member waved his right hand, "That's not a problem! We're just sitting on this from the colony!"

"really?"

The man of the Tak tribe glanced at the direction of the speech, "This is something created by the magician."

His tone was not harsh, and the werewolf who spoke still had an expression of disbelief, but he didn't argue any more, and the other werewolves gradually lowered their voices.

The railway engineering personnel searched and patrolled beside the track, carefully inspecting the connection between the carriages and the buckle on the flat wagon. On the front of the train at both ends of the warm-up, white steam continued to radiate, even though the scenery outside the window was similar to theirs. What they saw on the ground was the same, and they had all returned to the carriage. The werewolf still kept looking out. The difference lies in the angle and the mood. The explanation is dubious.

The carts that sent them here have all gone back at this time, and now almost every carriage is full of people. This came with two hundred carts, and the huge wooden piles piled up on the other long cart The box is also almost invisible. Those old werewolves whose common sense of life has been ingrained can't even imagine how much animal power it takes to pull such a huge and heavy rank. It should be reasonable for the mountain to stay where it is, not to mention that it is said that it is pulled by fire, although they have not seen any kindling so far... Could it be that a fire beast will appear out of thin air in front?

Of course there will be no fire beasts, only steam and smoke.In front of the train, the brakes inside the locomotive have been released, the fire in the hearth reflects the face of the fireman, the driver with tight lips raises his hand, and pushes the steering lever in front of the seat, the co-driver operates the valve, and white steam spurts from both sides of the locomotive , wheezing and wheezing like the panting of a giant beast, when the whistling sound of the siren rang through the sky, almost all the werewolves on the train were startled by the sound. The werewolves noticed the vibration from the car body, and many of them had weird expressions on their faces.

...it was almost like being inside something alive.

No one spoke anymore. There was a loud metal impact, followed by another bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang bang, the movement of the train was slow when it started, and the vibration of the car body became more and more obvious. Some people stood uneasy. After getting up, some children who stayed between the adults showed panic expressions, and the younger children even started to cry. Their mothers or sisters also looked nervous, but they still instinctively hugged them tightly to comfort them, and at the same time stretched their fingers out of the window , "My little wolf, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, look, look, we are still on the ground... ah? ah!"

The scenery outside the window is moving backwards.

In the sound of rhythmic impact, the train started to move.

The power of the steam drives the connecting rods, the tall moving wheels run over the rails, and the two front and rear locomotives jointly push the huge body, like a giant beast, from slow to fast, with a heavy body, together with more than 1000 people in the carriage. Passengers headed in the direction indicated by the long track.

The train actually started to move, and the panic inside the carriage decreased instead.Few werewolves could still sit still, and the car windows could be pushed open, so all the windows were opened, and eager werewolves poked their heads or bodies out one after another, looking forward or behind desperately, wanting to see the end What power is driving this train, but apart from the incomplete locomotive locomotive, there is only the smell of soot and water vapor coming with the wind, and it is getting stronger and stronger.They looked at the receding mountains and roads, and the humans in uniforms passing by the road. Some people raised their heads involuntarily, and the bright sun cast from the clear sky, just like the past years, all the years they were familiar with .

The train they were on was brand new, and the road they were on was also brand new.

In the office, Yun Shen stopped writing and turned his gaze to the window.

A long whistle vibrated the air and penetrated a long distance. Many people who were working raised their heads, and it was also heard by several people walking on the road. The silver-haired young man in the lead stopped and turned his head. The others People then cast their eyes away.

The train coming from the other side is approaching from far to near. The black front and the rising smoke are becoming more and more eye-catching. The staff at the station stood at their posts one after another, watching the decelerating train rumble into the station, and then slowly stopped. , in the hot water vapor sprayed from the nose of the train, the doors of each carriage opened, and a group of werewolves came down. They almost went down to the platform carefully, looking around, their old, middle-aged, young, Women and children stood on the spacious and simple platform, looking at the land they were about to settle.

The refreshing breeze blows across the completely open platform. Behind the artificially planted green trees on both sides of the railway, the straight gray road passes through the fields, and the dense crops are swaying in the wind. The water of the lake is as smooth as a mirror.Except for waiting on the platform and being busy at this time, there are not many traces of human beings in the distant scene, but there is no corner that is not full of their traces, like what those tribesmen who returned to the tribe from the settlement said. Really, even the wind here has been altered by humans.

The workers on the loading and unloading platform began to unload the wooden boxes on the wagons, and finally the staff who came down checked the carriages again. The people staying on the platform did not know the direction of the next step, and the train behind them blew their flute again, and the wolf People turned around one after another, watching the giant black beast that brought them here panting heavily, being pushed by an invisible force to go backwards in the direction it came from—it should be said that it was moving in a different direction, and the sound of the impact was no longer unfamiliar. With their eardrums flicking, they stared at the sturdy and powerful steel body, the huge tender, the moving wheels painted red, and the thick connecting rods that went back and forth. Come to yourself.

At this time, human beings have already pushed the vehicle to the next destination along the track on the platform.

The flat body connected by hinges, the concave steel wheels, and the big thing in front... Although it is very different from the one that just left, it still gives people a strong sense of similarity.

"Now, now, the person holding the sign will go first, go over there!"

The people in the working group walked through the werewolves, looking for the werewolf parents holding the number plates, and guiding them aside, the staff standing by the rail car asked them to take out another thing, the lottery obtained after the tribal lottery rolled , Identify the number on it, stand together in the same area, and then start with the group with the largest number of people, let these werewolf parents who were commanded a bit confused call their families over and start boarding the car.

"That's the order, one tent at a time!" They explained loudly, "Send the people there first, and the belongings will be slower! I will send you to the door, don't worry!"

The platform gradually became noisy, and then a flatbed trailer driven by a small steam engine drove out of the station, followed by one after another. On the flat and hard road, werewolves grabbed the railing under the awning, and some people were still turning their heads Looking around, some people are looking forward. On the undulating green waves of the fields, the long trains are so distinct that they can clearly see this scene even from a distance.

"Interesting," said Meravia as they walked.

"Oh?" Xiu Moore raised his eyebrows.He came back to the meeting with Melavia this time. Although he held the same position in the military camp, he did not have many opportunities to go with Melavia. The authority of the two is similar, but there are differences, because this The beautiful silver-haired young man has a kind of tacit privilege to be able to freely communicate with the Far East magician, and this privilege is not so much because of his kinship with the young man whom the magician loves the most, but purely because of power.

"This has to be the most interesting human settlement I've ever been in," Meravia said.

"Including all the cities you've been through?" asked Xiu Moore.

"Yes," said Meravia, without any qualifying words.

"So," asked Shewmore, "do you think this life can last?"

"The way they are now?" said Meravia. "Okay."

Xiu Moore smiled.

"Do you have a different opinion?" asked the elf standing aside. He was also going to the military camp to treat a wounded patient, so he went with him. This werewolf used a real body, but his inner soul was not much younger than the elf queen.

"No, I think so too." Hummer said, "As long as the Far East Magician is still here, then all the subsequent developments are worth looking forward to." He smiled again.

"Although, he should be the weakest among the talented people I have seen, just in terms of 'strength' itself."

The expression on the elf's face was a little surprised, and Meravia looked at him, "When did you know?"

"For me, it's not difficult to detect this matter." Xiu Moore said, "The little wolf dog on the tribe's side probably also felt it, after all, the Far East magician didn't seem to care much about covering up this matter—he There is too much to do.”

"And then?" asked the Elf, "what will you do?"

"Protect him," said Hummer.

His fingers caressed the long sword at his waist.

"If it was before, we might have other ideas... Now, the meaning of his existence is different."