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One hundred and fifty-eight, forced demolition by air (1)

.158, Forced Air Demolition (1)

One hundred and fifty-eight, forced air demolition (1)

The floating city that can soar over the blue sky is a landmark product of the magic civilization of the Naserel Empire.

Generally speaking, the simplest version of the floating city is to use magic to cut a mountain, support it with powerful mana, then flip it in the air, use the bottom as the top, and then install the Miser energy core that provides suspension power, which is initially completed.

However, not all peaks can be cut down and transformed into floating cities.

First, the rock layer of this mountain should not be too loose, the soil should not be too thick, and the vegetation should not be too dense. Otherwise, during the cutting and flip, it will collapse and collapse because it cannot support its own gravity, leaving the construction workers in a waste. Even if you want to open a farm and arable land on the floating city, you would rather lay the soil transported elsewhere to the top platform after the construction is basically completed to avoid engineering disasters.

Second, the size of the mountain should be appropriate. If it is too small, the floating city will be too crowded. If the mountain is too large and exceeds the endurance of the Miser energy core, it will be like a lead cast duck thrown into the bathtub, and it will "plop" into the ground and cannot be pulled out...

In order to make his sky palace strong enough, Admiral Perry cut off the top of a hard extinct volcano when selecting materials. It was originally a piece of grass that was as solid as one, and could withstand flip and cut.

The eruption channel located in the center can also play a role similar to an elevator shaft, allowing workers to sit in hanging baskets and hang down, using dark elves and gray dwarves to build dungeons, and dig out rooms and halls from the rock walls, and even magnificent underground squares.

At the bottom of this volcanic channel, which is the original volcanic vent, a telescopic orbital lift can also be hung to allow passengers and cargo on the ground to quickly pass through the entire mountain and directly to the floating city on the top platform. Otherwise, relying on flying monsters or magic spacecraft to transport various building materials, tools, rations, and fresh water from the ground to the floating city construction site to maintain the construction needs, it will cost huge costs - no matter what era, the air freight price is extremely high.

However, there are advantages and disadvantages in this world. Although this dead volcano, which does not grow in no grass, has a strong structure, but the rock layer is too dry and has no moisture. Coupled with the volcanic ash deposited between the gaps... After this construction is carved, the sand and dust produced are simply blocking the sky and the sun

There are extremely few magicians coming here from thousands of miles away from the West, which makes most of the projects unable to use engineering magic such as "fossils into mud" and can only rely on manual labor of ordinary construction workers. Therefore, the floating city has only started construction for a few days. The unbearable Yokohama Concession City Hall quickly protested, requiring Admiral Perry to pay attention to the wind direction during construction, or simply move the unfinished floating city elsewhere, so as not to become an unlivable area covered by artificial sandstorms all day long...

However, before Admiral Perry received the protest letter, he hurried to the Western Kingdom to join the war, and then he was gone forever.

The local workers hired by Admiral Perry to build the floating city have been ill and killed hundreds of people due to occupational diseases such as silicosis, skin diseases, emphysema... It can be said that there are bones buried in the foundations of every temple.

When Feili's assault team climbed into the floating city, because the relevant departments were owed wages, the construction workers first went on strike to protest, and then saw that they could not even eat, so they had to disperse one after another. By this moment, they had been wasted for more than half a month. However, the construction waste littered all over the ground and the dust and debris that could almost cover the feet still left Feili and the others covered in choking ash smoke, coughing in pain, but they did not prepare the air purification curse in advance, and their eyes were soon stimulated to redness.

"...Ahem, I knew that this was the case in the floating city. I should have worn a gas mask..."

Walking through a street made of gravel and sand, Feili led his squad to the cement square where magical machinery and equipment were piled up. The place was relatively clean and empty, without too much messy garbage. The problem was that there was yellow sand like a hill, and then it happened to be rolled up by the whistling sea breeze, which hit Feili all over, making him wrap his cloak a little tighter, "...Senior Owo, please check these engine accessories, okay?"

"...Well, I know, I hope I haven't been rubbed until it's broken by the sand and gravel."

Mr. Owo, the great arcane of the Naserier Empire, who has finally restored his standard appearance of the lich - a black robe, a skeleton face, and an orange-red soul fire pounding in his eyes, snorted from the hole that originally seemed to be his nostril when he heard this, and "floated" over like a ghost.

The boxes of these people piled up in the cement square are about the size of a carriage. Due to the chaos in management during this period, most of them have been buried by the collapsed pile of yellow sand. Fortunately, the metal nameplate and magic seal nailed to the surface of the box wall can still be exposed. Owo used a breeze technique to wipe away the dust on the surface, and then checked the information they took out in his arms one by one.

"...Well, as stated in the information: a group of jet engines and a group of water jet engines are all of the same model as Xiangrui. They are also genuine products from Juhar Group, which is much stronger than the two Sanlu Heavy Industry's rags. The remaining two sets of replacement pipelines and a box of spare parts. As for the other three sets of jet engines, they should have been installed at the bottom of the Floating City and connected to the Miser Energy Nuclear..."

The wooden box used to pack this expensive and precise machinery will naturally not be a common product that can be pieced together with rust nails and rotten wood. The surface of the box is not only wrapped with a solid anti-rust iron sheet, but also has a high-sensitivity alarm barrier, as well as vicious curses against thieves such as impotence, ulceration, blindness, and dizziness. There are even explosive self-destruction runes on the inside. Even the most wise thieves and mechanism masters do not have at least a few days or nights to successfully crack these magic defenses and safely take out the goods.

Fortunately, Feili and the others did not rob or steal at this time, but accepted it openly according to the law. In advance, Minister Zena asked Minister Zena to get the opening talisman and unlocking password from Admiral Perry's housekeeper through a harsh coercion and inducement. Owo just recited a few spells according to the talisman, and the magical light that originally lingers on the surface of the wooden box was extinguished and removed one after another.

Then, Feili jumped into the air and waved her hand slightly, then pulled out a thick cable from the storage ring, and gestured a few gestures. The cable seemed to have gained life, and it floated through the iron ring on the box and tied up two of the boxes.

Finally, the old black dragon Holmes, who was still a little panting, moved listlessly with his head hanging down, grabbed the rope rings of the two heavy boxes, slapped his wings away from the floating city, and soared towards the anchorage of the Xiangrui in the distance.

Taking advantage of this gap, Feili had already tied and packed the remaining boxes. Next, he would wait for the old black dragon Sherlock Holmes to fly back and forth, and he still had time to look at the unfinished floating city.

In general, this floating city is just a messy construction site, and even the most basic level ground has not been completed. In addition to the blocks roughly divided by lime powder and several bumpy roads, even a complete large building is difficult to see. At most, a piece of floor tiles are laid, scaffolding is built, or several exterior walls are built.

Many exquisitely carved marble columns, as well as prefabricated statues, relief boards, and stone pots were piled up together, and more were piled up with mountains of cement, yellow sand, lime and bricks. The residual water in the reservoir was already black and smelly, and all kinds of construction and domestic waste were also thrown around. Several extremely simple and crude, thin-skinned coffins that were not even painted were discarded in a crumbling shack - could they be the bodies of the dead in the engineering accident?

In fact, if it weren't for the floating city hanging alone in the air and the military port below, transportation would have been extremely inconvenient. I'm afraid someone would have taken advantage of this chaotic management time to sweep away the valuables in the floating city.

After squinting his nose and observing for a long time, Feili suddenly discovered something was wrong.

"...Wait, Senior Owo, I wonder if you have noticed that since we entered the floating city, it seems that even a ghost has not appeared. We have made such a big noise, but why has the guard sentry arranged by Minister Zena not yet run out? They should not be able to sneak out of this ghost place hanging in the air and go elsewhere to travel."

However, Owo, who has been staying behind these days, is very dissatisfied with this.

"...Oh, Xiao Feili, you don't have to make such a fuss. Since the establishment of the State of Emergency Committee and taking over the Yokohama Concession, Zena's staff have been very nervous. A floating city of such a large number of only two unlucky guys have been stationed in total.

The weather is dry and there is too much dust outside, which makes people feel so uncomfortable. Most of them are hiding in the cellar below to take a nap - anyway, this unfinished floating city is hanging alone on the sea, and ordinary thieves cannot climb up at all. And if there is really a strong man who can fly in the wind, they will not be of use at all..."

Speaking of this, he suddenly paused thoughtfully, then slightly lifted the black robe used to cover up his yellowed bones, stretched out a thin white index finger, and signaled to the Yokohama Concession below.
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