Last Totem Novel - Chapter 570
Chapter 570 Airship
Two days after Mu Yu Ling Lan left, Tie Zha bid farewell to Mu Yu Qin Xin and Hui Yan and returned to the Central Continent by air train.
He didn’t go directly to Quicksand Town, but got off the aircraft in a small town near the Giant Ape City of the Ram Family, a noble family in the middle of the country. He prepared to go to Qiman’s dream world to understand the situation before making a decision. After all, 100,000 ton Star Diamonds were extremely rare. Not everyone could mine them. Otherwise, they wouldn’t be so expensive. Actually, after he knew the exact price, he no longer had any thoughts. He just didn’t want to take a look at it, and he was somewhat unwilling to accept it.
The planar entrance to Qiman’s Dream Realm was located in the dark jungle east of Giant Ape City, adjacent to the Dark Night Lighthouse. There was a small town called “Dream Land”.
Tie Zha counted the supplies on him. He had a steel machete, an ordinary military dagger, a silver star gunpowder, six magazines of bullets, two explosive grenades, a red-clothed warrior badge from Notre Dame, a Bear Temple badge, a Star Stone Black/Card from Syris Investment Co., Ltd., and an encrypted satellite communication device from Notre Dame for 500 gold coins.
Afterwards, he bought a second-hand Great Wall Cavalry in the small town, loaded it with water and food, traveling supplies, and headed towards the Land of Dreams. He could have asked Mu Yuqinxin to send him over with a special aircraft and directly parachute out of his destination. However, considering that he was not from Notre Dame and often instructed them to do things, it would definitely have a bad impact.
Half a day later, Tie Zha arrived at the border of the dark jungle. He looked up and saw that the road leading to the Dream Land was incomparably wide, with four train tracks in the middle and eight lanes of oil parking on both sides. However, the pavement was a bit potholed and dilapidated, and the train tracks were also stained with rust. Occasionally, cracks would appear. Clearly, it had not been used for many years. After entering the highway, the traffic was very sparse. Only after a long time did a large truck rumble past.
There used to be a lot of traffic here, and it was congested all year round, but with the construction of floating silver cities, the traffic volume decreased sharply, so it was gradually abandoned. Recently, trucks passed by because the Far East Snake Race was building the fifty-second Silver City, Snake City.
The Star Treasure Diamond that was being mined now was very light and didn’t need to be specially transported. It was enough to be packed with a backpack.
More than 200 years ago, when some people proposed to use the floating stones in Qiman’s dreams to build a city, the Temple of Glory issued its strongest opposition.
“We are the sons and daughters of the earth. We will never be separated from each other. We will never erect a high wall, nor will we ever build a city in the sky!”
Those who knew about this period of history called it the “Glory Oath”. At the beginning, many people questioned it, feeling that it was just a divine staff’s words for the sake of profit. However, when the final battle started, everyone believed it. They believed in this oath that was forged from flesh and blood.
Never build a floating city, never abandon anyone.
This was the glorious faith.
Seven or eight hours later, at night, Tie Zha finally arrived at the Land of Dreams after running more than 500 kilometers.
From a distance, this place was slightly smaller than Quicksand Town. Most of the houses were made of wood and were built between trees. Because the ground was wet all year round, it was about a meter high, giving it the scent of an ancient pre-war nuclear building.
The streets in the town were relatively narrow, and the neon lights were all warm. Walking on the streets, there was a sense of peace and tranquility.
Next to Dream Land was the headquarters of the Dark Jungle Guards, so there were quite a few guards in tarpaulin uniforms on the streets. They gathered in twos and threes, hooked shoulders and shoulders, laughing and cursing. It was either shouting, carrying a bottle of wine, walking crooked, drunken, or hugging a woman, whispering in their ears, not attracting bursts of laughter.
Regardless of whether it was mercenaries or regular soldiers, they always liked to go to bars to look for Liu Ying whenever they were resting. After all, they all lived a life of licking their blood with their sabers. No one knew what would happen tomorrow. Perhaps they would be torn into pieces by the weeping flies, melted into a pool of flesh by the acid of the sting insects, or their heads blown off by the gendarmerie. Only when they were drunk and dreaming of death and had a soft and tender body could they feel that they were still alive, and that they were very comfortable and happy.
Looking at the approach bridge in the distance, which was dozens of meters high in the air, and was quiet and deep, with dark blue ripples, Tie Zha slowly took a deep breath, lightly twisted the accelerator, and opened it at a uniform speed.
Moments later, he drove onto the approach bridge. Because the plane gate was high, the approach bridge took on a spiral shape. After running five or six laps, he finally drove into the plane gate.
The dazzling sunlight shone in front of his eyes, making him unable to open his eyes for a moment. After a few seconds, he gradually adapted. A huge metal platform appeared in front of his eyes. It was semi-circular and covered tens of thousands of square meters. There were all kinds of airships parked on it. Most of them were the size of rear eight-wheeled trucks, but they were also twenty to thirty meters long. They were rising and falling like busy worker bees.
All sorts of forklift trucks and board trucks shuttled between the airships. Many Far East workers in canvas overalls were either carrying things, driving cars, or chatting on material boxes.
In the distant sky, mist filled the air, and islands of all sizes hid within. They seemed to be faintly discernible, just like the Veluriyam Immortal Realm, the summit of the Gods Mountain.
The sunlight here was warm and warm. Apart from being unaccustomed to switching between night and day when they just drove out of the planar gate, it was not dazzling at all.
Mu Yu Ling Lan had told him in class that this platform was called the “Land of the Beginning”. It was supported by a million ton floating core, and 16 hundred thousand ton floating cores. It took twenty years to build it. It was the first stop for humans to explore Qiman’s dreams.
Tie Zha only took a few breaths when his chest felt extremely heavy. He hurriedly turned the car around and returned to the Land of Dreams.
The air in this plane contained a gas that prevented oxygen from combining with red blood cells. It was called nightmare gas. Large amounts of inhalation can suffocate humans. After coming out, Tie Zha put on a breathing filter mask and an oxygen tank on his back. Even with a mask, a small amount of nightmare gas is inhaled, resulting in a lack of oxygen. Therefore, pure oxygen is inhaled every half an hour or so in order to restore organ vitality. Tie Zha was an insecticide, and his tolerance to hypoxia was far superior to that of normal humans. He only needed to breathe pure oxygen every two hours for five minutes.
After dressing up, Tie Zha re-entered the plane gate. Not long after, he boarded a “ferry boat” at the edge and flew towards the shunt platform.
The so-called ferry boat was a fully automatic airship that connected the place of origin with hundreds of shunt platforms around it. According to the usual practice, if there were no special circumstances, the first time he entered Qiman’s dream world, he would have to leave the place where he started. This was because this was the only platform leading to the Silver City World. If a large number of idle people stayed there for a long time, it would cause the platform to be congested. However, the flow of goods has fallen dramatically now, so there is no one specifically responsible for supervision.
[Arriving soon, Platform 382. Have a nice day.]
A few minutes later, a mechanically synthesized female voice sounded. In the fog ahead, the outline of a metal platform gradually appeared. Another several tens of seconds passed, and as the ferry approached, the scene on the platform gradually became clear. It was estimated to be over ten thousand square meters, and it was filled with airships of all kinds. A few scattered people were gathered below the airship. Some were chatting and some were playing cards. They seemed to be very casual and lazy.
Seeing that a ferry was coming, the group of people stopped what they were doing and looked over. As soon as Tie Zha entered the platform, they rushed over.
“Big brother, where are you going?” “Boss, come to my place. I’ll give you a cheaper price.” “A small airship costs only thirty gold coins a day.” “Twenty-five, twenty-five is enough.” Everyone said to Tie Zha.
These people were the vendors of airship transportation, commonly known as “airship dealers,” or “plane flies.”
“Big brother, I know where there are good stones.” “I found a new island last time. It’s very big. I’ll take you there.” “I’ve been sailing for more than ten years. I guarantee my safety.”
“Boss, there are a few little girls on my boat. Their thighs are white and tender. I’ll accompany you to look at the evergreen ancient trees, the thousand-year-old vines, the waves of the green sea, the Jade Setting Heavenly Spring, the lake in the sky, and the mist garden.” Brother Big Brother, I have a 36D big wave sister here. I guarantee that you will enjoy the heavens … The airship dealers used their own unique tricks, fighting price wars first, and then competing for service items. It was endless and dazzling.
Tie Zha glanced around and finally pointed at the middle-aged man who said that he had been sailing for decades and said, “Three days.”
When the other airship dealers saw that their business was in vain, they all revealed dejected expressions. Soon, they were all gone. They went back to chat and play cards.
“Boss, you have a good eye.” The middle-aged airship dealer gave Tie Zha a thumbs up and said. Then, he patted his chest and boasted, “My name is Liang Anping. I’ve been here for seventeen years. If nothing else, I’m sure my skills are excellent.”
For a moment, Tie Zha actually had the feeling that he had chosen the wrong person …
“I’ll give you a cheaper price. As the saying goes, relying on your parents at home, relying on your friends when you go out, you’ll be a brother on a boat in the future.” Liang Ping’an said without stopping, “We have five people in a medium-sized boat. How about twenty-five gold a day?”
“Eight gold a day.” Tie Zha said expressionlessly. The reason why he bargained so fiercely was not because he was short of money, but because he had to go out and look poorer so that no one could peek at him.
“Eight gold?” Liang Ping’an cried out, “Oh my God, the fuel cost is not enough. I still need to change the oil, lubricating oil, and repair it. My brothers still need to eat …”
“Add two.” Tie Zhan interrupted him.
“Boss, this is risking your life. If you accidentally destroy the boat, you’ll die. It’s not like there’s really no way to survive. No one is willing to do this.” Liang Pingan continued to complain.
“Add two more. Forget it if you can’t.” Tie Zha waved his hand.
Liang Pingan clasped his fists and said sincerely, “Sixteen gold a day, we can’t go any lower. No one will go if we go any lower. Really, I won’t lie to you …” “Boss, give us brothers a way to survive.”
“Let’s go.” Tie Zha made a gesture of departure.
“Hehe, thank you, boss. Thank you, thank you very much.” Liang Ping’an thanked him while smiling.
Old Totem Book Friend, Chapter 30 Brainless Fan, Tieshan Town Western Restaurant Owner Yang Zhiqie, Totem Overlord Fan Student.
To express dissatisfaction with the previous chapter, “Forever”, saying that the scene was not warm and sweet, I have added some plots to my mind, and now let everyone have a taste of it.
But no matter how I look at it, it’s all like a story that happened after Yang Zhiqie’s soul wore Tie Zha and his girlfriend wore Ling Lan …
“Action–”
Tie Zha slowly pushed open the door and strode forward. He put his hands through his slender waist and gently hugged the Iranian.
“Young man, why are you up?” Ling Lan asked softly.
Ling Lan didn’t seem to hear the question of bathing in Tie Zha. He just gently closed his eyes and rubbed his jaw against his soft fine hair. Then, he took a deep breath and slowly said, “I wonder when I will be able to feel this beautiful hair again, refreshing fragrance.”
“Did Xiaoqin tell you?”
“Could this be concealed?” Tie Zha continued to recall the intoxicating smell.
“No, Little Yu… Little Yu just wanted to, just want to keep her best moments in your heart forever and help you relax your tense heart,” Bathed Ling Lan hurriedly explained.
“Speaking of which, I haven’t seen you laugh for a long time. Since then…”
“Will you be leaving for a long time this time?” Tie Zha did not continue. Instead, he changed the topic.
“Maybe three years, maybe ten years, maybe even longer…”
Before Tie Zha could finish speaking, Bathed Ling Lan quickly turned around and pressed his lips with his two fingers. “If it were any longer, wouldn’t I be old already?”
“Little Yu, you are not allowed to say that. No matter how long, Little Yu will be yours, and it will only be yours.”
“Then, when everything on my side is stable, if you still haven’t come, I’ll sneak over to find you.”
‘”No, that would be too dangerous. Not to mention whether or not the people from the Temple will discover it,” Bathed Ling Lan hurriedly said. “Before breaking through to Saint realm, Lord Moon God will definitely not allow me to meet anyone else.”
Before leaving, Xiao Yu had a very selfish request. Xiao Yu hoped that no matter where you went, you would always think of Xiao Yu. When you were happy, Xiao Yu would accompany you to be happy. When you were sad, Xiao Yu would help you disperse the haze. When you were confused, Xiao Yu would help you guide the way, okay, young man? She said slowly.
Tie Zha hugged her arms and gently stroked her head with one hand. After a long time, he released his hands and placed them on her shoulders, looking at each other with all four eyes. Said solemnly. “I promise.”
At this moment, two tears rolled out of Ling Lan’s eyes.
‘”What? Isn’t that a good answer? Crying like a little sow” Tie Zha asked, puzzled.
“No, Little Yu, Little Yu is just very happy, very happy …” She put her hands through her waist and hugged the person in front of her.
“Are you happier than last night?” Tie Zha was even more presumptuous.
“Mm.” She hugged her hands tightly, her face pressed against Tie Zha’s chest, her face filled with endless happiness.
‘”Ka–”
After watching this paragraph, everyone, if you have any feelings, please speak to your heart’s content.
Can be black, can spit, can be traded …