Chapter 460: Travel by train (2/3)

  Chapter 460 Take a train to travel (23)

   Regardless of the various stories and love-hate relationships between the Black King and the alchemy train, one thing can be confirmed, that is, Nanling is really a rural place outside the core civilization circle of the Terra countries.

  Although there are indeed huge ironclad warships in Nauman City, and there is no shortage of sophisticated alchemy products in Harrison Harbor, it is difficult for Ian to find much glory and civilization from the idyllic scenery of Nanling.

   "It's no wonder that a person as gentle and polite as Isengard can't help but say the word 'countryside' when he arrives in Harrison Port-the feeling is really not an arrogant belittling of the people of the imperial capital, but a frank statement."

   "Yeah, in a place where there is no train, you have to rely on a caravan of camel animals to travel long distances. If it's more difficult, you even have to walk on foot... Haha, it's really very rural."

  Thinking of this, Ian couldn't help laughing behind the helmet, but at this moment he was already in a hall.

There are many people in the lobby of Butte Grand Station, and the number is still increasing. The main body of the horseshoe-shaped station has a total of eight plus one entrance and exit—there are even some flying sublimators or griffins that tame flying monsters. landing point.

  Most of the passengers are businessmen, and there are also some well-dressed, wealthy people who look either rich or noble. Of course, some of them, like Ian, wear armor and are obviously knights or sublimated adventurers.

  People are looking up at the moment, looking at the translucent hanging panel in the center of the hall, observing the various car numbers and time numbers floating on it.

   "The ticket for the three of us to go to the imperial capital is ten talers. The sum of me, Huaan, and Shuangdie should have been twelve talers. I got a discount after seeing that I am an active knight."

  Ian had just bought a ticket through the sublimator channel, and he couldn't help shaking his head slightly when he thought of the ticket price.

  A regular worker can earn fifty or sixty thalers a year. Of course, if some subsidies and bonuses are included, it may be a little more, but it will never exceed 80 thalers.

And for a decent staff job, the annual salary is about 90 to 100 talers... Although it sounds not much different, but the bonuses and various subsidies for the staff, as well as the benefits of the unit are also quite a lot, even more so. There are many hidden discounts, so you can already save money in the center around the imperial capital and live well.

   But a ticket requires a worker's salary of about one month, and a decent person's salary of ten days.

  Of course, this is the long-distance fare... It is so expensive to go from Butte Station to the Imperial Capital. If it is a closer place, such as going to Yuandingshan Fortress, it only costs one and a half talers.

But there is no doubt that the alchemy train is not mainly open to ordinary people. It is used as a tool for material transportation most of the time. kind of wealthy relatives.

   After all, the average person doesn't need short-term long-distance travel.

  In the current Terra continent, it is normal for a person to leave his hometown for a lifetime.

   "In this land where monsters are raging, the maintenance of the railway is also very troublesome."

  Thinking of this, Ian took the two goblin ladies into the waiting room and waited for the train to arrive.

He had just gone to the branch of the 'Boyin Workshop' at Butte Station, informed Isengard that he was about to board the train and headed to the Imperial Capital, and then asked the local staff to take his hard-working camel Take good care of the beast, he may continue to ride when he returns to Nanling.

   "I really don't need griffins, and you don't need to arrange someone to pick me up, I just want to take the train..."

   "A few days later will not affect much, and there is no time limit for my mission to go to the imperial capital... Well, okay, you should also pay attention to your health, see you in the imperial capital."

   After finishing the call with Isengard, Ian told the local staff: "If there is a chance, let my camel beast and the caravan go back to Port Harrison."

   "Understood, my lord!"

   But looking at the expressions of these staff members, the boy understood that his camel beast would definitely be well kept in place.

After all, if Ian, a guy who can actually talk directly to his boss, suddenly remembered his mount in the future, only to find that his mount died on the way back to Nanling—this is not a rare event—he would be angry, Then do you still want to work when you wait for others?

  It doesn’t cost much to take care of camel beasts.

   While waiting for the train, nothing happened.

  About five o'clock in the afternoon, the car came.

Accompanied by the clanging sound of mechanical wheels turning, a strange oval-shaped head, with the faint fluorescence of the alchemy furnace running, approached from a distance. Like a flying meteor.

The rainstorm alchemy furnace is just like its name. The source quality it releases is as huge as a rainstorm and fills the world, but most of them are scattered and cannot be gathered into a high-pressure water flow that can kill the enemy. This kind of alchemy furnace cannot be used on armor. In the end, it became the power source of various civilian large-scale alchemy equipment, and its relatively stable operation mode became an advantage.

The giant steel beast drove all the way from the southwest direction, and finally stopped slowly in Butter Station. The steel guardrails on both sides of the station were lowered slowly. But really it's just an insurance policy.

  Because when the still-operating alchemy locomotive slowly approached, an invisible but obvious 'force' pushed everyone back—just five meters away.

   This is the spontaneous shield produced by this giant alchemy furnace when it is running. Ordinary people cannot resist or approach it at all. They can only approach after the train stops. If someone can really kill himself in this situation, it can only mean that it is deliberate or it deserves it. The train wash will not wash it. When it is activated, the inflated shield will push all the blood and flesh step aside.

   Ready to board. Ian raised his head and looked around. He saw that there were many people boarding this train.

   There are merchants and scholars, as well as Huaiguang clergy and nobles. He even saw a very neat line of soldiers around the rear carriage, probably the private soldiers of a noble family? Or is the imperial capital stationed in a new defense?

  Besides, there are also some people wearing strange costumes and special robes... ordinary people may not be able to tell the difference, but Ian can tell that they are people from the Spiritual Tool Church.

   "Strange, people from the Spiritual Tool Church? But it's not very strange. After all, it's a train to the imperial capital. It's strange that there are no such people."

  Ian didn't see that there were sublimators among the people of the Spiritual Tool Church, so he didn't pay special attention.

   Soon, he took Shuangdie and Hua An to board the car under the arrangement of the staff.

   "Three... two goblin ladies and you knight... your seats are on the left. Two, do you need extra cushion support?"

The service of the alchemy train is still very good. The train staff even prepared special cushions for fairies, so that they would not float on the seats so as not to be blocked by the table—of course, there are also hollow seats for various demihuman tails Chairs, these are parts that can be replaced at any time.

   After all, it has been in operation for so many years, and all kinds of preparations are very sufficient.

   And Ian also sat in a fairly spacious seat on the train for a long time, and Shuangdie and Hua An sat on the side near the window.

  Miss Goblin seems to take this kind of transportation often, she seems familiar with the way, and even ordered a cup of hot drink on the train-of course goblins can drink drinks and eat, just as a pure experience, not to satisfy their hunger.

  Shuangdie, like Ian, looked sideways at the scenery outside the transparent glass of the carriage.

  Obviously it is the road they have traveled and the scene they already know, but sitting in the car is completely different from their own experience.

   "This feeling is... amazing."

  The little goblin said softly, with a subtle feeling: "I feel so happy... This kind of huge train, a giant steel beast... the feeling of riding on it will make me happy."

   "Like mechanics, things with an industrial-strength aesthetic?"

  Ian also smiled when he heard it. He reached out and touched Shuangdie's hair: "That should be derived from my 'aesthetics'."

  Shuangdie shook her head comfortably, and the wings on her back spun a few times.

  Where Hua An was happily drinking a cup of hot cocoa with nuts—she was relatively indifferent to these things. To her, trains were no different from carriages, armor, or a particularly large but unattractive fairy shell.

  This kind of slow transportation is only valued by human beings.

   However, one thing is the same.

   That is one person and two goblins, both enjoying the feeling of traveling by train.

  (end of this chapter)