Steampunk City [Infrastructure]

Quiet.

Then there is a complete explosion.

The entire city square set off an unprecedented wave of sound.

Just now they were still wondering how it was possible for the ancient people in the Northern Wilderness to know the ancestor's writing inexplicably.

really.

but now……

The people in Beihuang not only admitted it, but also said... they also said that they came to draw a lottery, and the first prize was the place to learn the characters of the ancestors?

Either I heard it wrong, or I was crazy.

What are ancestral scripts?Which of the ancient tribes on the earth doesn't know that they use a lottery to determine the number of places to study?

Must be crazy, fake.

But who dares to take the risk?

The waves of sound buried all doubtful voices, sweeping through everyone's ears like a tide, pushing today's market opening ceremony to its highest point.

The sound waves lasted for a long time.

Luo Zhan was a little tongue-tied when he saw it, it was even more explosive than a superstar holding a concert.

I don't know how long it took before the voice came down, but the excitement and disbelief on everyone's faces remained the same, because the news they heard was so shocking that they couldn't believe it.

Sure enough, someone asked loudly, "You guys from the Northern Wilderness Ancient Clan, don't you tell lies? What is your purpose?"

"That's right, if we have the script of our ancestors, we still have to hide it and hold it, and we can teach it to others?"

Shutao squinted and glanced, "Can our City of Glory be the same? Or let you come in and participate in our market?"

"believe it or not."

In a word, I was stunned to block all doubts. The actions of this city of glory are indeed completely unreasonable.

And go, really believe it or not, if you don't believe it, just turn around and leave, don't beep here.

Go, that is sure no one left.

Shutao continued, "Come and get your ferrules now. The more you buy at the market, the more ferrules you will get. Just stand behind the line drawn on the ground and throw the ferrules."

"By the way, what needs to be emphasized is that although this lottery will be held every day in the future, the first prize is no longer the quota for learning ancestor characters. I hope everyone cherishes the ferrule in your hands."

Everyone: "..."

Doesn't it mean that the opportunity is only available today?

Shutao arranged for people from the ancient Huashu tribe to give out ferrules. Basically, it cost 100 yuan, that is to say, you can get a ferrule for just one banknote.

It's just that the person who got the ferrule didn't know why, it sounded like a game, but they didn't dare to throw the ferrule out easily.

Because what if you don't have the biggest pottery doll in the set?That's the place to learn the ancestor's script.

This distance is really far. They can throw the hoop that far, but they are not sure if they can hit it.

There were also foreigners who gritted their teeth and stepped forward, "I'll come first."

He spoke in a cool manner, but for some reason, his forehead and palms started to break out in a cold sweat for no apparent reason.

This damn feeling.

After aiming for a long time, he threw the ferrule out.

In the entire square, almost all eyes were looking at the hoop that flew out, as if it was a fate that determined some great fate.

For them, it is indeed a fate-determining shot, like a child's play, but it must be taken seriously.

"Congratulations, you have won the third prize."

Shutao glanced at the result and said, and then asked someone to bring a beautiful pottery bowl to the foreigner who threw the ferrule.

Quiet, then gasped.

Not the biggest and farthest one in the set.

It stands to reason that although the largest pottery doll is far away, the target is quite big, but the ring is small, so it is not easy to hit it.

Just throwing the ring, the face of the foreigner turned black.

This damn sissy even said congratulations to him?I almost fainted because I didn't see him. I didn't get the place to learn the characters of the ancestors.

His face was blue and white, and he didn't accept the exquisite pottery bowl handed over.

If there is that special first prize, he must be happy to win the third prize, after all, it is a lucky draw opportunity that comes with buying things.

But rather...

Probably the most unhappy existence even after winning the prize.

The man suddenly moved his eyes and ran to the market. He still had banknotes in his hand. He went to buy something and came back to change the ferrule.

Next, other ancient people from the outer domain came to collect the rings and start the lottery draw.

Luo Zhan also watched happily not far away, "Couldn't they all fall short?"

Someone threw the ferrule at the largest pottery doll, but unfortunately it was bounced out again, and there was a sound of beating and sighing all around, as if he had missed some baby, and his heart ached to death.

"What if you can't get it right?" Luo Zhan was still worried about the foreigners, and his plan had to let the foreigners learn to write.

Luo Zhan originally placed the pottery dolls very close to each other, but the leader, the ten heroes and those wise men resolutely opposed it.

"That's the ancestral script, how could it be so easy for them?"

"Stay away."

So it went further and further away.

Negative Qi and others: "..."

It should be possible, right?

They have tried it themselves, and they should be able to set it up a few times.

It's just that their multiple sets are too many times.

Luo Zhan's face darkened a little, "I just said to get closer. Look, I haven't hit any of them after so long."

Sure enough, one of the players on the stage glanced at the last ferrule left in his hand, and did not dare to throw it out after making gestures many times.

This is his last trap, and also the last trap of their tribe, if he doesn't get it...

The invisible pressure stunned a big man, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

In the end, he couldn't throw it out, but looked at Shutao who was hosting the event viciously, "You guys can't catch it at all, the ring is so small, and the pottery doll is so big, even if you throw it, you can't hang it on it. You knew it beforehand, and you came here to play tricks on us, right?"

Shutao: "..."

The last distance of the pottery doll was placed by him. He thought about the greatness of the ancestors' characters, so he did place it a little far away.

Could it be... really can't hit any of them?

This doesn't work either.

Just as I was thinking, at this moment, a strong child suddenly came up, "Who said you can't get caught? It's because you can't get caught."

As soon as the words fell, he threw the ferrule in his hand.

"Bang!"

A distant voice came, and the ferrule was directly hung on the largest nesting doll.

Quiet.

Luo Yu was there, and the salmon covered his eyes, "It's a classmate of the Minglun ancient tribe, it's too shameless, they can even control the direction of the big stone wheel flying in the air, let alone control the ring, he is using a curse cheating."

Not only did Salmon recognize that the strong baby was from the Minglun Ancient Clan, but Shutao and the others also recognized it, because the baby was wearing a sweater and had a stone plate pattern on his forehead, which made it easy to distinguish when combined together.

Shutao said, "Don't make trouble."

The child put on a foolish face, "They said we were playing tricks on them, how could we, obviously they couldn't catch them."

"Obviously it's a good set, I can easily set it by throwing it."

After speaking, he glared at the foreigner who questioned him just now with calf-like eyes.

Just as he was about to give up his seat, he was caught by the foreigner, "Son, you vote for me, what are your conditions?"

The people around were also taken aback.

Can this be done?

Shutao frowned, "The mantras of the Minglun Ancient Clan are special, and they are not allowed to participate in the final lottery in the future."

It's almost the same as opening a plug-in, and it must be banned.

But as soon as Shutao said, the people around him stopped doing it, "You didn't have this rule in the beginning. You just need to win the set, and there are no other conditions."

"How can the dignified ancient people of the Northern Wilderness speak without counting?"

They have to make a fuss because they feel they can't get it right.

They have to think of other ways, and now, they have seen a loophole.

Shutao narrowed his eyes, but at this moment, a dwarf from the ancient Tongque tribe flew down from the sky, holding a note in his hand and handing it to Shutao.

It was a note written by Luo Zhi to Shutao.

How important the ancestors' writing is, it is the same for the Ten Northern Wilderness Clans, so how could the land heroes and wise men of all clans not ask about what the students of Luo Zhan learned every day when they returned to the clan.

Therefore, although most of the Ten Northern Desolate Clans still can't write, or barely know a few, the land heroes and wise men of each clan are different, and their progress is almost the same as that of Luo Zhan's students.

Not only did they know each other, they could now hold a bronze pen and write a complete letter on paper.

The surrounding voices were still noisy, Shutao glanced at the note, then reached out and pressed it down, suppressing the noisy voice.

Then he said, "Of course what I say in the City of Glory means what I say."

Gritting his teeth, he said unwillingly, "The Minglun Ancient Clan can participate today, but it's only for today."

The foreigners said that only today is the place to learn the characters of the ancestors, and they don't care about the rules in the future.

Shutao smiled, "However, the ancient clan of Minglun is also the ancient clan of my City of Glory, so it's hard to say whether they are willing to help you."

That strong child was very confused, what's going on?

Look at Shutao.

Shutao nodded unobtrusively.

The child of the Minglun Ancient Clan opened his mouth, "If you want me to help, you can, but there are conditions, you have to pay me paper money."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they heard it. They thought it was some unacceptable condition.

"How much does it take to help you cast once?" The burly man with only one loop in his hand hurriedly asked.

This is probably his last hope.

The child was very naive, blinked his eyes, and then stretched out a finger.

Luo Zhan's face turned dark. After all, it was a place to learn characters. How could it be a banknote?

Luo Zhan hurriedly asked a patrol of the ancient Tongque tribe to pass a note.

The child glanced at the note, was stunned for a moment, then closed his eyes tightly, and raised both palms in shame.

Damn, he just tossed it casually, he thought it would be greedy enough to exchange one note for someone else, but now he wants ten.

He was too embarrassed to look into each other's eyes, he was so greedy, he would turn into a little dinosaur if he just threw it away.

In the end, the man seemed afraid of going back on his word, and hurriedly said, "Okay."

The people around have actually seen something tricky, whether it was Shutao just now, at the beginning they resolutely did not allow people from the Minglungu clan to use spells to participate in the lottery draw, but after getting the "note", they Changed my mind.

And the child, who obviously just stretched out a finger, also changed his mind after glancing at the "note".

Some sharp-eyed people naturally saw the square pattern on the "note".

The body could not help but tremble.

People in the Northern Wilderness are using these patterns to convey messages.

And the pattern that can convey such a clear message is not the ancestral text mentioned in the hadith, which can record the changes of mountains and rivers, the change of the sun and the moon, the vicissitudes of the sea and the prosperity of the earth, and the inheritance of experience and knowledge.

Thinking of this, the whole person was excited, "Children, I will throw the ancients of the West Pole later, we will issue the same banknotes."

"The same goes for my ancient tribe in Southern Xinjiang."

a mess.

And that simple-minded child, who was obviously strong and strong, rubbed his little hands together, feeling extremely shy, and then stretched out his hand, "First...give money first, salmon said that money is important, some people specialize in cheating Children's money."

"Well, money is paper money."

Everyone: "..."

In order to change a few more ferrules, they used all the banknotes just now to buy things.

This is embarrassing, as if they were the ones who lied to the children.

Fortunately, Shutao said, "At any rate, they are both of the ancient clan, so they should still have some credit. When the market opens again tomorrow, bring the banknotes you owe."

Only then did the crowd breathe a sigh of relief, otherwise they were forced to give the banknotes now, where would they get them.

The matryoshka lottery draw, with children from the Minglun ancient tribe participating, is a set of one.

Shutao: "..."

You little brat, you also pretended to miss twice.

In the future, there will also be lottery activities after the market every day, so we must prevent these children of the Minglun ancient tribe from cheating on rewards.

And those ancient tribes in the set, all eyes were full of riots, and they really regretted that they didn't bring more meat today to exchange for banknotes to buy things in the market.

Matryoshka activities will eventually come to an end.

But the people from the foreign race did not leave, but looked at Shutao.

The corner of Shutao's mouth twitched, because the number of suits was more than he expected, it was a loss.

The corners of the foreigners' mouths were cracked, "This is a rule set by you yourself, so you can't ignore your words."

It is true that he took advantage of the loopholes to get so many first prizes, otherwise it would be considered a great deal if one or two first prizes were awarded, so naturally there was a kind of fluke happiness in his heart, the same as how much he took advantage of.

Shutao sighed, "Since that's the case, send people to the city tomorrow to learn the characters of the ancestors according to the places you get from each clan."

"By the way, the children sent here to learn characters must only be children of this age."

Because you will always see some secrets in the city for a long time, if you are old, you are worried that you will have other purposes or cause unnecessary troubles.

No matter how clever children are, their abilities are limited. In addition, they should be limited to a certain range of activities, so there shouldn't be much trouble.

Everyone: "..."

He actually agreed.

He left in a daze, and Shutao's unwilling voice came from his ear, "Remember to bring the tuition fees with you, the food and drink expenses for the children you send will be in the city. It is not allowed to leave the city privately before the completion, our teaching is closed, of course you can visit your children every day when the market is open."

The last sentence is naturally to dispel their last doubts, not letting them go out of the city, to a certain extent it is house arrest, but it is different if they can see and understand the situation every day.

The evening sun has turned red.

These foreigners entered the city with curiosity and admiration for the glory of their ancestors, and now they leave the city with satisfaction, excitement, incredible, and indescribable feelings.

To be honest, everything that happened today, they still feel a little unrealistic.

Even better, the bazaar will continue to open tomorrow, and they can still come in, not only can they come in, but they will also bring their tribal children in to learn the words of their ancestors.

As night fell, the whole city returned to a warm and peaceful atmosphere.

Fireflies are flying by the side of the road, illuminating the road brightly.

Compared with the hustle and bustle of the day, this moment seems to make people feel more peaceful.

Residents in twos and threes also started to come out for a walk. They used to have no night life, but now they are used to taking their children and the elderly to walk around after nightfall.

Every scenery makes them satisfied and happy.

When meeting people from different tribes, you can still stop and chat for a few words, which was absolutely impossible in the past.

They enjoy such peace and harmony. This is the city where their spirits rest, their own city.

But Luo Zhan now has a weird face.

He was called to the ruins of the ancestors by the boss.

Something has happened in the ruins of the ancestors.

With the excavation, another meteorite box was discovered, and there were still three.

Thinking that some plant seeds were found in the meteorite box, Luo Zhan stood on top of the snake mother and ran quickly towards the Grand Canyon.

It's just that when he arrived, he found that the situation was different from what he had imagined.

Three meteorite boxes were indeed found.

But the ten heroes acted as if they were facing a formidable enemy, holding stone guns and pointing at the three meteorite boxes lying on the ground with serious expressions.

Luo Zhan looked over and saw that the three meteorite boxes were bigger than the ones he had found before, but immediately Luo Zhan knew why they were facing an enemy.

"Plop, plop." It was the sound of a heartbeat, very weak, but such a regular sound was very easy to judge.

The sound of heartbeats was coming from the three meteorite boxes in front of him, which gave people a sense of eternal desolation.

Luo Li opened his mouth, "Could it be that the beast eggs hatched in it?"

Negative shook his head, "Impossible. Although there are few holy vessels, they are not without them. In all the rumors, it has never been heard that beast eggs will be hatched in the sacred vessels in advance."

"What could that be?" Luo Ran was a little puzzled.

But immediately the mind was shocked.

This meteorite box allows the seeds of plants to remain active and plantable no matter how many centuries they have passed, and allows the eggs of beasts to hatch no matter how long they have passed.

It's like being able to freeze time, making all life stagnate in the meteorite box, and then waiting for the opportunity to reappear in the world.

So, centuries ago, the ancestors who had found no hope of returning to the surface in the underground base, what did they do after they discovered this property?

"Plop plop".

Although the voice was very weak, it hit Luo Lan's heart one after another.

Could it be what he thought?

"Plop plop!"

What exactly is the heartbeat in the box?It's really exciting.