The system begs me to exploit the male protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

Tang Yanfeng took off the microscopic goggles on his head to adjust his eyesight, grasped the long refined metal chain tied to his body, kicked his feet, fanned, and successfully landed in the Iron Crystal Palace.

He was just painting his floating skyport with anti-peep paint, so that all the shots can only see a glaring overexposure outline, so as to prevent other flies from sneaking over to take pictures.

This is a big project, because the size of this floating airport is almost comparable to a large orphanage, and it can't be filled with a manpower for a few months.

Tang Yanfeng also realized this.

He recorded "I'm here to borrow someone to help you fix the clock" for the mechanical phonograph pigeon, then kicked its ass, and watched the mechanical phonograph pigeon go out with a whoosh.

The system that turned the world into a short blue-skinned goblin said worriedly: "The consciousness of the world has become alert. Someone will definitely come to stop your actions this time, just like the reporter who secretly took pictures of the floating airport. "

That photo showed the tyranny of the steel giant to the extreme, making everyone who owns flying tools tremble and complain in their hearts.

"This time the heroine, that is, the queen, will definitely match up with you."

Tang Yanfeng dragged out the propeller aircraft, fastened the seat belt around his waist, put on the windproof helmet and windproof goggles, and smiled coldly at the corner of his mouth——

"Let it come."

"Adelaide!"

Hearing someone calling his name, Adelaide put away the newspaper and looked up. It turned out that it was the curly-haired player and the big-eyed player who were in the same carriage yesterday.

The curly-haired player is called "Canned White Peach in Bulk", and you can tell her dietary preferences just by hearing it; while the big-eyed player is called "It's really difficult to name it", and it's not difficult to see his slightly entangled personality.

It was canned peaches that stopped Adelaide.

She had a good impression of the player who rescued several people on the train, and she met him at the door again, and asked him to join him: "We plan to change jobs as magicians, so we want to go to the church over there! Do you want to come together?"

The job-changing magician should have chosen the identity of Foley.Adelaide swallowed the words, trying not to be mean in front of unfamiliar people, and smiled: "Okay, I just want to go to the cathedral."

See what a church looks like with a bell tower of such height and with such precision gears.

They have added friends, but they cannot send private messages, and the system prompts them to obtain a carrier pigeon, telegraph or other sound transmission props.

"That very strong player asked if he didn't fight. He was deprived of his noble status yesterday because of his indecent behavior and became a homeless man, so he didn't come with us." Canned Tao asked, "Then we still have to carpool?"

Ming Nan covered his stomach, almost remembering the overwhelming feeling again, his face turned green.

"..."

Adelaide also refused in his heart, and he proposed another way: "Maybe we can go to the teleportation house marked on the map."

Give the shopkeeper a few copper coins, and a few people stepped into the magic circle, listening to the bearded shopkeeper say happily: "You are the little nobles from the border town? It's the first time to take the teleportation circle, this teleportation circle is really fast, and the magic The more talented people are, the more they can experience the transformation of space..."

Open your eyes, as expected, it is the door of the church.

Peach canned with great interest: "Wow, it's so beautiful here... Adelaide, what's wrong with you?"

Adelaide didn't want to talk.

It was as if his whole body had been thrown into a front-loading washing machine, rolled through it hard, and then smashed into pieces and put back together again. His whole body was so sore, and his stomach turned upside down even worse than a carriage.

Adelaide couldn't help covering her stomach, her face turned pale—damn, I made a mistake.

In the end, only Adelaide showed an obvious reaction. He was soft-handed and soft-footed, and he still had to maintain his aristocratic demeanor as he slowly moved into the cathedral.

The dome of the church is very high, with exposed and dazzling golden ridges as the skeleton of the dome, rows of elegant and simple white lacquered wooden chairs, beautiful carved marble stone pillars, large windows, and a spotlight design, which looks amazing. It is brighter than the outside.

There were quite a few people in the church, and they met players who chose to be welfare children.

The players' hair was neatly combed, and they were wearing white round-neck robes and cute little bow ties. The men's bottoms were a pair of lantern trousers, and the women's bottoms were a pair of bud shorts.

As soon as the three of Adelaide came in, they all turned their heads to look at each other, their eyes were all naked, "Hey, are you coming to change jobs too?"

The scene was very quiet, because the priest standing under the large cross sculpture at the front was holding a book of sacred teachings and reading:

"Believe in the uniqueness of the Lord; believe in the purity of the power of faith; believe in the reward of good and evil..."

They just entered the plot scene before the job change.

The priest rolled his eyelids, ignored the people who came in quietly, and continued to read his teachings.

They sat in the back seat of the group of welfare children, listened to the priest read the last sentence "...maintain your own piety", and then closed the book.

Father Smellyface took out a palm-sized cross from under the lectern, and said, "Now, devout believers are invited to come up and accept the Lord's gift."

This is the last step in the magician's transition to priesthood ceremony. If the transition is successful, you can use light magic.

Follie quickly lined up in front of the priest, and Peach Canned pulled the two of them and stood at the end of the line. Adelaide didn't care if he wanted to be a magician or not. Anyway, a person can be a politician or a magician. There is no conflict.

He likes to explore all possibilities.

Follie at the front raised his head happily and took the oath, waiting for the noble priest to make the sign of the cross before declaring him an honorable monk.

The priest did make the sign of the sign of the cross, but the birch cross he was holding gave Foller a thud.

Foley covered his forehead and looked at the priest with tears in disbelief: "What are you doing?"

"Hugh is disrespectful," said the priest who had a stinking face just now, and his expression was not so gloomy now. It can be seen that torturing others is the ultimate way to get happiness. "This is the Lord's will."

I don't know if there is a master in the world, but because the priest was knocked on the forehead when he was a little welfare boy, so he also knocked on other people's foreheads.

That's it.

Adelaide turned around and sat back on the wooden chair beside her.

Canned Tao blinked: "Adelaide, don't you want to change your job? I think your name is really suitable to be a priest."

The bottom line is going backwards step by step, Adelaide thought, today he accepts being knocked on the head, tomorrow he may accept the squeeze from the priestly superiors...

"Oh, I'm not happy to be doing such an embarrassing thing in full view." Ming Nanqi said.

Yes, mainly because it was too embarrassing, so he quit.

If he ascends to the throne in the future, there will still be a video of him being knocked on the forehead circulating in the capital, is that plausible?

"Change jobs first," Adelaide smiled, "I'll think about it later."

Adelaide is such a person, nasty, difficult and pretending.

But wearing a coat of decent manners and elegant conversation, some aspects have become unique charms in the eyes of some people.

When the birch cross was about to hit the door of the peach jar, a strange bird pierced through the wide-open window. It was made of fine steel, and the bird's head was not covered. The linkage gear was exposed to everyone's eyes. Down.

Its eyes are two lenses that can be retracted freely, and every subtle movement brings a secret click and crisp sound.

The four-toed bird's claws grasped the cross in the priest's hand very precisely, and the camera lens protruded outward, as if despising the other party.

Then the sharp bird's beak opened: "I'm here to borrow someone, and I can help you repair the clock."

Such a clear and clear human voice coming out of a bird's beak is really funny and weird, but the priest looked at the camera eye, made a decisive decision, and used the replacement magic.

——I can't handle the big mechanic, bye bye.

White light suddenly appeared.

A member of the clergy who was taller than the original priest, with a softer face and more luxurious clothes appeared, staring at the canned peaches queuing up to him for a moment.

A big change, but that's it.

The new cleric obviously knew what he was doing now. He raised his hand and gave Tao Can a hard head, and then said gently to the mechanical bird, "Okay, I'll be here anytime."

Peach canned backed away, and found that his forehead was swollen higher than the others, and turned into tearful dog eyes, scolding the new priest fiercely in his heart, his sanctimonious!Not out of vulgar taste!

——When I get promoted, I want to beat others too!

Adelaide didn't pay all his attention to the priest in front of him, because he could always vaguely hear the humming of some kind of mechanical operation just now.

It's a bit like the sound of the mechanical bird poking its head in front of it, but louder than that.

da da da da da...

It didn't take long before everyone heard the roar of the engine, and looked towards the window.

What first appeared in everyone's eyes was a pair of cowhide boots with half-pointed toes. The raised brown and black leather tightly wrapped the curved and thin calves. A sunken line.

He didn't land on the ground, he slanted his feet like some kind of elf who always loves to float in the air, his hands in brown and yellow leather gloves relaxed and freehand grabbed the armrest above his head, and was led by the two-page propeller machine, roaring Looking down on the inside of the church.

Without looking at others, he asked the priest in front of him directly: "Elodie, how did the clock break?"

The name is familiar.

Adelaide took out the newspaper calmly, opened it to the religious page, and confirmed that the name "Elodie" belonged to the chief spokesperson of Sidney Central Cathedral, Mr. Archbishop.

Then, this uninvited guest with a proud attitude and a cool look that almost does not belong to the same world as them, must be the protagonist in the newspaper who specially circled around, Tang.

Adelaide's fingers unconsciously moved to the side face of the black and white photo of the big mechanic in the newspaper.

The photos make people ugly.

Archbishop Elodi laughed twice, winked at Don, and wanted to call him to a private corner to have a whisper.

But the mechanic was not considerate, and frowned: "Your eyes are cramping? Tell me."

There seemed to be voices of someone holding back their laughter and covering their mouths. The archbishop had no choice but to tell the truth: "There is a junior who is not in tune. When he was on duty, he was disturbed by the punctual clock in the morning and scolded the clock. Two sentences."

The atmosphere was suddenly silent, and everyone could feel the temperature plummeting.

The hard heel of Tang Yanfeng's shoes landed on the marble floor tiles outside the church with a "click", the sound was very clear, and Adelaide could clearly see the archbishop's secret trembling.

This great mechanic seems to have an extremely terrifying control, and people can't help but not to disobey him.

This is normal, Adelaide watched as the huge propeller aircraft automatically folded into the size of a backpack after Tang landed, and the brass machine that was still vibrating just now was carried on his shoulders obediently and docilely.

Who would dare to fight against him after seeing such a mechanical device?

The mechanic said: "You know that you are priests, so what you say has a certain spirituality, right?"

His voice was cold and his expression was cold. This man seemed to be proud from his hair to his toes.

But Adelaide always had an inexplicable urge to be gently scratched by something.

There seems to be a strategy for this kind of person...

The archbishop was so scolded that he couldn't lift his head up, and bowed his head submissively like a child being scolded, daring not to speak.

And Adelaide supported the elegant black top hat on his head, stood up from the carved prayer chair, and smiled gracefully: "But Mr. Mechanic, if the clock is not designed with the influence of magic in mind, is it a creation?" What about the author's mistakes?"

The Archbishop almost jumped to his feet to applaud.

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The author has something to say:

Adelaide: Yes, my strategy is to commit crimes.

By the way, I forgot to say, don’t beg me in this world, I refer to the steampunk setting, yes, but I am not a professional researcher on this hhh

Of course, there are professional researchers who can point out my mistakes, if you are right... I will listen to you and replace what you said (x