Especially when Su Wen personally entered the chaotic energy field of the old port.

not to mention.

The Kuroshio crisis accumulated in the chaotic energy field of the old port has not yet been released.

That is the biggest crisis they need to solve besides the dragon skeleton.

now.

The girl has arrived at the main square area in the inner city of Starfall Port as agreed.

No one knows what kind of grand and epic scene the meteorite transportation will usher in.

But after Lovison turned on the highest level of permissions.

The latest border relay of the US Federation will transmit all this to the real world in real time, even if it is only a single-phase information transmission.

Mr. Rhine saved him.

But that was only short-lived.

In his last moments, he wanted to let civilization witness the truth of everything.

now.

In the main square area of ​​Xingyun Port

Ancient Roman-style wall buildings stand around the square like statues carved by Michelangelo.

The stone bricks in the square were slightly worn by the tires of steam vehicles, as if they had witnessed the passage of time.

There were many people wearing Victorian-era costumes walking through it.

The smell of soot and engine oil filled the air.

This place is far away from the auction house, so it has not been affected by the destruction caused by the cultists.

Pedestrians wearing Neo-Rococo period costumes strolled around.

But right now.

Several detachments from the garrison commanded by Loweson dispersed the crowd:

"Under the order of the Supreme Command, the core of the difference engine will be inspected next. Please cooperate and leave."

The crowd was driven away from the center.

A rare vacuum is also formed in the large mechanical clock area of ​​the central differential engine.

The tall building inside is a steampunk tower built by countless craftsmen who spent time but without any trace of splicing. The ancient brass gears and pistons rotate in a silent dance.

Late at night, eight o'clock on the west coast of the United States.

The grand bell rang slowly.

The atmosphere in the square seemed to be frozen, and people stopped one after another to stare at the exquisite giant instrument with a timing base.

The dial of the clock is like a complex engineering drawing, and the steam pointer keeps sliding, indicating the passage of time.

In this moment.

The magic and machinery of the steampunk era are perfectly integrated, and the Grand Plaza District has become a meeting point of time and space, connecting the past and the future.

The iceberg girl, on the other hand, wore an elegant yet noble dress, with her long, silky hair slowly draped over her shoulders, and her steps gracefully blended into the dispersed crowd.

Three seconds later.

She gently closed Chunying's original collected works of Heidegger in her hand.

He turned his head slightly and asked the person behind him:

"Who are you?"

And behind her.

The feeling of the cold muzzle of the silenced pistol has already arrived.
Chapter completed!