Chapter 634 633 Little Xue Lun’s Big Gift for Brother “Maple Leaf Real”

Chapter 634 633.Little Xue Lun’s Big Gift -Added for “Maple Leaf Real” Brothers [25

“So, you crossed the interval between the two worlds last night and entered the other world as a conscious body?”

At the early morning of the next day, when Tris, who had been busy all night to learn about creation, returned to the monitoring room with a yawn, she heard the story that Murphy, who was making breakfast, described for her.

The Blood Vulture Archduke exclaimed:

“There’s actually a genius in the other side’s world who can crack the knowledge of creation? Well, this guy has to be brought here! Murphy, especially if she might have been watched by the Subspace Shadow.

Although the distance between the two worlds is so far away as to make the gods shy away from it, according to your description, it’s still a hidden danger.

There’s no such thing as psychic energy or elemental magic on the other world, much less a group of deities bound by a frontier pact to protect the material world.

Once the unnameable subspace is allowed to invade, they have almost no chance of resisting.”

True to form, Tris instantly conjured up the worst possibilities.

Murphy shook his head, bringing the two finished vegetable porridges to the table picking up the steamed wild vegetables and meat stuffed buns again, he said to Tris:
“The cement was just an unforeseen circumstance, the duration of her making that call was very short, and I won’t deny the possibility that she was watched by subspace, but the Creator’s power has now left its mark on her.

As an enemy of subspace, with the Creator watching over her, she will not be a ‘source of leakage’.

What I’m worried about now are the clunky but already touched with a hint of the principle devices she left behind, I can bring the cemented souls into Transylvania, but I can’t keep an eye over there every second of the day.

If that knowledge is continued to be researched, it’s hard to say if it will actually end up opening a psychic channel that can be watched by subspace.

That one is the crux of the matter.”

Murphy sprinkled frosting over Tris’s vegetable porridge and stirred it for her while saying:

“If I should warn the defenders over there during the conversation afterward.”

“But there is another possibility …”

Tris said as she took a bite of the rather tasty vegetable bun and ate:

“If the Creator didn’t want the two worlds to have a deeper connection, with the technological power He possesses, He could have completely sealed off the possibility of such an exchange, but He still left a glimmer of hope, Murphy.

Perhaps this current situation is also in the Creator’s plan, perhaps He wishes to see the world called ‘Earth’ on the opposite side perceive the wider outer cluster.

What do you think?”

“I’m only the Creator’s Divine Chosen, it’s not like I’m a worm in His belly.”

Murphy shook his head and took a sip of porridge, saying:

“Let’s not think about this for now, I have to go back to the Blood Vulture Cloister in a while to finish cracking and applying more creature templates, do you think it would be a bit too shocking for me to put the Jackal template in the optional list as well?”

“Emmm, from what I understand of your player warriors, their aesthetics are similar to most people in this world, if people here don’t like jackals, then they probably won’t either.”

Tris said poking herself in the face:

“But the odds are that you do have some little perverts in your play family? Maybe they like the furry feel of it? And looks aside, the Jackal’s attribute template is really quite good.

Especially the big jackals in the Dark Mountains.

I suspect that their racial initials may have broken 40 points, and should probably be around 50.

The mad scientists in the Eden District have tweaked the blueprints for such creatures so far that even Frederick spat that those who tried to usurp the Creator’s authority were simply asking for it.”

“Yeah, despite the negative status of ‘Inferior Intelligence’, it’s undeniable that Jackals are really the optimal solution for the intensity party now.”

Murphy said as he picked up a second bun and put it in his mouth:

“And the Jackals appearing at this time may be able to do wonders in the Black Plague advancement, not to mention anything else, just Hogg’s side of the operation will have a lot more variables. But Hogg would have to find a safe archive for these Jackal Warriors before he could do so, a difficult job, but I don’t think it’s impossible for the Sage Wolf to do.

The app made for them will go live at 9pm tonight, and you can get into it and get admin access through the forum hopper.

There’s a built-in search engine on that APP, and as you’d expect, Tris, another world’s online library will soon be available to you.

Hopefully, you won’t get lost in that vast sea of otherworldly information.”

“Don’t worry, I’ve always had great learning ability and self-control.”

Tris was confident in herself.

But Murphy felt that his pretty girlfriend’s “Internet addiction symptoms” might be deepening again.

But this is also a matter of no choice, he recorded a part of his “development materials” transferred to Tris’s arithmetic pearl, instructed her to upload it to the “Transylvania Tavern” app tonight, and promised that Tris would soon have a stronger arithmetic power, more powerful functions. He also promised that Tris would soon have a third generation of semi-precious pearls with stronger arithmetic power and functions, and only then left the exhibition hall to return to Transylvania under his girlfriend’s passionate kiss of farewell.

As a result, he was flying high in the sky when the spirit vulture Reverno delivered new news.

In the hissing sound of the spirit vulture, wrapped in the shadow cloak Murphy suddenly turned around in the high altitude, and saw three halfling airships coming from the distant sky, and the one at the head was the flagship of Perfect Shipping Company’s Good Luck.

The logos printed on the large balloons on both sides of it were so conspicuous in the air that people could not even ignore them.

And behind the Good Luck were two smaller airships, much older than the Good Luck, but with the same Logo printed on them.

This was Captain Paula fulfilling her first order of business with Murphy, sending back as fast as she could what Transylvania needed most right now.

“That’s a real snow job.”

Murphy sighed with emotion.

He changed direction in the air and quickly approached the dirigible, while in the cockpit Captain Paula heard a sharp sound ringing from her mechanical console.

The device, powered by four arithmetic jewels, caught something rapidly approaching the blimp by looking through the external echoes.

On the spur of the moment, Paula ordered the blimp into a defensive stance, and the trained halfling crew ran to move several of the heavy rapid-fire guns on the deck toward the target position.

This wasn’t just an “outdated toy” like an automatic hunting crossbow, this was serious enemy firepower.

The most dangerous battlefield killers designed and built by halfling mechanics, it can be regarded as a steam-mechanized version of the Maxim heavy machine gun, still using a small high-pressure steam furnace as its energy source, and can shoot standard bullets, or more deadly gold-burning bullets if necessary, by replacing the ammo box.

Of course, the powerful anti-aircraft firepower means that this thing is very heavy and huge, and specialized 360 ° rotating turret, it is so heavy that it can not be placed on the ground carrier to fire, but only by the airships such as the big guy to carry.

And this thing is only open to the airship companies that have been granted a license by the Steam Lords Council, the Halflings never allow their weapons of war to go outside.

Murphy, who was being targeted by three rapid-fire guns, reduced his speed, of course not because he felt threatened, with the flying speed of an elite vampire like him, even in the daytime, it would be difficult for these guns to target him.

But it wasn’t like he was here to wreak havoc.

After reducing his speed, His Excellency the Governor hovered in the air and identified himself, which led Captain Paula to lift the guard and personally welcome his most important partner. As Murphy boarded the Good Luck, he caught a glimpse of the “elegant” halfling lady beside Captain Paula.

The latter wore a halfling size long dress, black and lace trimmed with a small lady’s fedora, and in his hand lived a jewel-encrusted cane.

She was not young.

There were wrinkles appearing on her delicate face, but Murphy could guess the halfling lady’s identity just from her manners and makeup.

This should be the old Flywheel’s old treasure, the legendary black market opener who was very well-connected in Port Chardonnay, one of the leaders of the gray area in that city.

Murphy stepped forward to salute this lady with a gentle smile and said:

“Transylvania welcomes you, Mrs. Isar Taylor.”

“Well, lo and behold, this young governor is the most gentlemanly and handsome vampire I’ve ever seen in my life, and if I were two hundred years younger, I’d be courting you passionately, cutie.”

Mrs. Taylor covered her mouth with a gossamer-gloved hand and let out a shrill laugh peculiar to halflings.

She waved her hand for the few servants beside her who were holding umbrellas for her to leave, and held out her left hand to Murphy again, and the Lord Governor naturally half-kneeled to show his respect with a kiss of the hand.

Well, half-kneeling might have other meanings in other contexts, but for halflings, it brought the taller races to eye level, and it was the best gesture of goodwill and friendship for them.

It seemed that Governor Murphy had worked hard on halfling etiquette.

This gentle gesture of hostility pleased Mrs. Isar even more, and she asked:
“So, my old flywheel must have gotten you into trouble, right?

Forgive his recklessness and boorishness, but geniuses are such bullies, such as I was when I first met Flywheel back in the day and was blown away by his astounding intellect, and the ease with which he captured the heart of a poor widow.

Since then, I’ve been his patron and lover number one.

Flywheel told me that Transylvania could expand my black market endeavors, and he did his best to tout the potential of the place in a way that made me wonder if you had altered his mind with some sort of magic.

But I guess there must have been something Flywheel wasn’t able to say explicitly in his letter, and he just urged me to be sure to fulfill any of your needs.”

The wily halfling lady stared at Murphy for some hint.

Murphy used his onomatopoeic skills to tell the news of the raw gold burning ore to Isar Taylor, and the beautiful light green eyes of this halfling black market leader widened for a moment, but she had seen a lot of things, and in the next instant she returned to normal and nodded again in satisfaction.

Obviously very satisfied with this business that the old flywheel had found.

From this, this Mrs. Ishar is not a peaceful halfling, ordinary halflings have long been scared when they heard of the gold burning mine, but she is not only not afraid, but began to plan the profits from this dangerous thing that will definitely offend the brass dwarves.

Come to think of it, how could a woman who could make that crazy brain of old Flywheel appreciate her be an ordinary person?
“His Excellency the Governor, please follow me.”

Captain Paula, wearing a full captain’s uniform, said to Murphy:

“You can take an inventory of the various items that your followers have consigned here, and I must say that I’m also amazed by the undertakings that your servants have done in Chardonnay Harbor.

They are all truly elite soldiers and have done a great job of building public opinion for you in that cold city that does not believe in tears, and after I relayed the victory in the Blood Banner Heights to the very genteel professor, he has decided to use this incident as a breakthrough in convincing the recalcitrant Steam Lords to open up more support supplies for you.”

“I have never doubted Professor Malcolm’s determination and will, he is one of my most important administrative officers.”

Murphy returned, then followed Paula into the large cabin of the Good Luck.

The airship was divided into three levels, the deck and the living and entertainment areas were on the highest level, the two levels below were all cargo holds separated by steel plates, and the first time he entered them, Murphy saw five steam walking machines that were fixed in the cargo hold.

Huge in size like a heavy armor tank, with a six-legged structure like a mechanical spider, the disc-shaped body housed a hexagonal crew compartment with four seats for the crew members.

They stood there, their mere cool appearance exuding a sense of serious power,

Unfortunately, however, all weapons on the five steam walkers were removed, but the complex maneuvering systems were retained, only the lack of specialized arithmetic jewels prevented them from powering up.

“The downgraded version of the steam walker is generally used for special operations, digging trenches or rescue operations in Chardonnay Harbor.”

Captain Paula explained:
“These are old models of walking machines, although all the weapons were removed, it is still a true military model, as long as you can find a powerful crew, these five walking machines can easily slaughter thousands of Jackals.

I don’t know from what source that little Count Sherron got this kind of ‘hard goods’, but there’s no doubt that she’s also a vampire with ‘good hands and eyes’.

According to her, she was also able to find a way to get you five more decommissioned walkers in the following months.”

“I’ve heard that Mother Sherron’s mother’s family is also powerful in Chardonnay Harbor.”

Murphy said, rubbing his chin:
“That was one of the reasons I sent Sherron forward there, and as it turns out, little Sherron fulfilled her duty to Clan Bloodwing, she is a source of pride for us and for the Transylvanians.

Now not even the most stubborn of mountain folk can say that their lords feared war and abandoned them to flee.”

“Look this way, here are three sets of bullet production lines, and a set of industrial master beds for making simple type machine tools.”

Captain Paula said to Murphy, pointing to the large machinery that was secured and covered with a tarp next to it:

“This is a test piece that Prof. Malcolm went through his personal connections and moved straight back from a factory attached to the University of Chardonnay, I don’t know how he managed to convince the customs officers to pass the security check on this thing under the name of a ‘teaching facility’, but I must admit that you Transylvanians are really wild in your ways! .

Then the rest of the stuff in this hatch is a full two thousand sets of generalized mechanical prosthetics.”

The halfling captain waved his right arm and said:

“Much inferior to the kind of mechanical arm I’m using now, but superior in that it’s standardized production, made specifically for human size, and there’s no need to make additional adaptations, as long as a mechanic with a hand in the field can complete the fitting, foolproof operation of the telekinetic pozballs, and modifications can be made to add more armed power to the arm if necessary.

The lower compartment is 2000 sets of prosthetic limbs supporting the modification module.

Ms. Furna says these are ‘medical supplies’ specially equipped for field hospitals. Hmm, I think you Transians have a bit of a problem with the word ‘medical’, but how so?

Considering you’re a bunch of barbarians, I won’t delve too deeply into it.”

This small captain obviously didn’t let go of spitting on the Transians just because of her reconciliation with Murphy, she sneered at the local barbaric habits while handing over the cargo list to Murphy and said:

“The rest of those scattered machinery are on the other two airships, including textile machines, printing presses and some special boilers as well as a large number of arithmetic jewel inserts and Lady Isal’s belongings, and some mechanical drawings with specialized books that we got back from Chardonnay Harbor.

Normally, we don’t ship these things on our runabouts, the profit is too low, but now that we’re friends, we have to fulfill our obligations as friends.

There are also the letters you sent back from the children you sent over there and those horrible hillbilly cavalrymen, these will have to be sent by your letter carrier.

Oh, yes, and a strange hill-folk woman!”

Captain Paula cocked her head:
“She seems to be having a hard time, asking to go back to Transylvania to settle her fetus, and saying something about going up to slaughter a few jackals for her own child. Well, why does the Governor-General have such a strange expression on his face?
You’re also confused by the barbarians under your command, aren’t you?
Ha, I told you, Transylvania is a real hellhole!”

(End of chapter)