Chang didn¡¯t speak for a long time. After a long time, he said with difficulty: ¡°This city is full of discrimination. The northerners discriminate against the southerners, and the Anglos discriminate against the Irish. The Chinese are no different. We can survive here, if the Irish One can get citizenship, and so can we. With my knowledge and my brains, we can live well here."
Yanzi stared at Chang Yu blankly: "Chang, you like this place very much, don't you?"
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Chang Yu lowered his head: "I, I don't know."
"Then, have you ever thought about going back?"
The swallow asked softly,
Chang Yu smiled dryly: "I have lived in San Francisco for so many years, and my braids have been cut long ago. I will beheaded when I go back."
"Chang, it's easy to cut off the braids on your head." Yanzi looked at Chang Yu and said, "But it's difficult to cut off the braids in your heart."
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One hundred and fifty years ago, iron trains appeared, and people used a large number of steam engines to extract underground water sources, leaving large areas of strata hollow.
A hundred years ago, the first steam airship came out, in the blue sky, colorful steamboats and the pungent smell of sulfur dioxide.
Fifty years later, the ocean train has not been seen, and the heavy artillery and iron-clad ships of various countries are showing off their power at sea, and they have begun to set foot in various originally unknown sea areas, and marine life has been hunted and hunted in large numbers.
The manufacture of the so-called "steam guard" has become an extremely complicated knowledge and even art after nearly two hundred years of development.
Adventurers can use steam guards to arm themselves, kill dangerous beasts, and explore dangerous environments; nobles use expensive steam arms to show off their wealth and duel; slave traders rely on steam arms to slaughter rebellious tribes, and countries use steam guards to plunder land. suppress the revolution.
However, the steam security in this land woven by fairy tales is far less professional, refined, and brutal than later.
"Fifty marks! New arrival."
The boss of the weapon shop with a huge belly stretched out five fingers.
Li Yan picked up this anti-riot net shooter, the gun casing is made of pig iron, and the mahogany support can shoot a net rope with a diameter of five meters.
Compared with [Crazy Xiao Ke], this weapon worth fifty marks is not even a child's toy.
It's a pity to say that Li Yan can't bring out the shotgun now, otherwise he will definitely open the eyes of this arrogant short fat man.
In "Lake of Giants", Li Yan couldn't take out any items stored in his personal imprint, but his own knowledge and abilities were not affected.
Li Yan pinched the gun stock lightly with his fingers, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Let's make a deal. I'll help you repair the damaged steam guard, and you rent this net shooter to me."
The owner of the weapon shop snorted: "Come on, young man, if you want to participate in the conference, you must have at least a pair of semi-automatic steam individual armor. The price is not affordable for you, a poor man who can't even afford a net shooting device."
After a pause, he said again: "If you want to follow the warriors who won the Steam Conference to defeat the Cyclops, you can become the warriors' followers. Maybe you can even meet the princess."
"Really? Then change the conditions, I will repair the damaged steam guard for you, and you can lend me a set of stock in your store, even the cheapest steam individual soldier."
The owner of the weapon shop complained: "Liang, if I hadn't known your old Jack for a while, I would have kicked you out a long time ago. You can't even repair a steam water machine with the little things you learned from the watch shop. good."
Before he finished speaking, he saw that the net gun in Li Yan's hand was disassembled by hand, and the parts were scattered on the table.
"you!"
The boss was so angry that he asked Li Yan to pay compensation, but he still hadn't said a word. I saw Li Yan holding a belly into the spring and bringing it to the boss. There was a clear crack on it.
"Such a thing isn't worth fifty marks?"
As soon as Li Yan finished speaking, the cards in his pocket became hot. After a while, the word "crazy" disappeared from the "crazy steamer".
In this fairy tale, the behavior of the characters can affect the identification of the card, and the originally insignificant supporting role can also become the protagonist in one fell swoop.
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Seeing the spring in Li Yan's hand, the boss looked quite surprised, and after a while he reluctantly walked out of the counter and waved to Li Yan: "Come with me."
The two arrived at the backyard one after the other, and the blacksmith pointed to the rusted armor of an engine in the yard with his fat fingers.
"I usually use hisTo drive away wild boars that gnawed at fences and fruit. As long as you can repair one-third of the damaged items in the store, this individual armor will be lent to you. "
"That `s a deal."
"But you have to hurry up, the Steam Conference is about to start this afternoon."
Li Yan frowned "" so fast?
The sun was setting, and the scheduled steam conference was held in the king's arena as scheduled.
The steam soldier worn by Saint-Yves looks like a large diver, five meters high and fully armed. There are four cannons, a harpoon and a net shooter on the back. This is a "hunting tide" model that has been involved in the Franco-Prussian Hundred Years War. It has experienced many battles and is extremely practical.
He is an aristocratic knight, and without much effort, he can get the most advanced steam individual soldier in this era.
Beside him is Michael, a young and strong blacksmith. He relied on his superb craftsmanship to build a self-made "Enthusiasm". It is also entirely possible for the company to buy a triathlon ball and put together a semi-automatic steam individual.
Interestingly, St. Yves looked arrogant, and Michael's face was full of excitement like a bull, but they didn't even make eye contact with each other.
They seem to have forgotten their original identities, honestly immersed in the world of fairy tales, fantasizing about becoming famous in a battle and marrying a beautiful princess.
"The rules of the Steam Conference are very simple."
The court minister wore gorgeous robes and stood on a high platform: "In the arena, the person who destroys all the engines behind the opponent's steam individual armor or the core triathlon will be the final winner."
His eyes swept across the various steam soldiers under the stage: "So, are you all ready?"
"please wait a while."
The court minister followed the voice of the voice, and saw that Li Yan was wearing an iron plate armor, with a heavy steam engine on his back, and even the core triathlon ball was exposed, and he was holding a fist in his hand. The steam chainsaw is up, looking shabby and comical.
The warriors who participated in the steam conference laughed loudly and whistled everywhere. Some people recognized that this was the individual equipment used by the owner of the weapon shop to drive away wild boars.
However, some people whispered that this man must die, and the king should not ask him to continue to attend the meeting.
The minister was unmoved, but asked kindly: "Is there anyone else?"
After no one spoke for a long time, the minister nodded: "Then, the meeting begins!"
Li Yan was frowning and started the chain saw. Wearing this thing was as uncomfortable to him as wearing a sweater backwards. But before he could react, several grenades were already approaching him. Many people, including St. Yves, regarded him as a persimmon.
The gunpowder exploded with a bang, and the flames billowed.
There were heavy exclamations from the venue, and many people just covered their eyes, when a black shadow leaped out of the flames like lightning, he twisted off the heavy steam saw chain on the mech, and chopped down on an opponent like a mountain top. The three-meter-long steam soldier fell down in response. Li Yan grabbed the unconscious hapless man by his collar, and just as he was about to grab him out, the court minister had already blew a sharp whistle.
He stretched out his hand and pointed at Li Yan's tattered individual soldier that had been burned to wreckage in the flames: "Unfortunately, young man, you were eliminated."
Li Yan looked troubled: "Huh?"
Soon, he was surrounded by guards, and he ended up in the midst of exclamations of "He just jumped ten meters away!" and "Qigong!"
Almost at the same time as he was leaving the arena, a single silver steam soldier, less than two meters long and designed to fit the human body, fought into the arena like a vigorous cheetah. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com