Chapter 390

The meeting is over.

Business as usual.

So the whole world went through two weeks of gunfire and gunfire.

It's the end of August.

The heat has not gone away.

The trees on the roadside were limp and listless.

The roads are full of potholes, the collapsed buildings are full of craters, and the metal shells mixed with scarlet dust can be seen everywhere.

In this hot and anxious summer season, old Russell wiped the sweat on his forehead. His worried face was full of wrinkles. The hot and dry air was burning his lungs. Every breath was unbearable.

"The damned weather."

The Lord is no longer so well dressed.

The war made him lose his bright appearance, and his home was invaded. Now he is no more noble than those ordinary people, just a restless ordinary old man.

"Da! Dada

Old Russell, with a stiff dry hand, clung to a crutch and knocked on the dilapidated palace gate.

He straightened his back and wiped his forehead again. His rough face was a bit more stubborn.

The tattered door opened.

The young royal family stooped out with a barely brilliant smile on their faces. Even though there was an indelible anxiety under the smile, they were worried about how long the ruined city would last.

"Your Highness, how can you go out alone? God bless, those damned dwarf invaders are still peeping in the corner of the city. I want to cut off their rotten and disgusting eyes and expose their ugliness to the world."

As he spoke, a shell roared down the street not far away.

The metal fragments exploded, the soil was flying, and the dust filled half of the street in an instant.

The palace here was also shaken and a lot of dust fell.

The member of the royal family wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and felt only a little frightened.

But in front of him, the old man with a straight back didn't seem to be afraid. He was still clutching a crutch, and his thin body had a different stubborn.

"Your Highness, come in and talk. It's dangerous outside."

As he spoke, the guards of the palace passed by.

This is the last guarantee for all the royal family members to stay in West City. They sleep uneasily every night. Only the orderly and powerful footsteps of the guard can bring them a little peace of mind.

"Here it is."

The old Russell fully showed the attitude of an agitated old man. He grabbed a walking stick, knocked on the hard floor in front of the palace gate, and then pointed to the distance with the walking stick.

It's outside the palace, the whole rotten city.

Visible bodies, stumps.

The bad weather in August makes these corpses the natural nourishment of viruses and maggots. The rotten black brown blood flows on the broken streets, and the buzzing flies fly to and fro. The city is half in ruins.

The broken steel bar is rusty and inserted on the large cement slab.

The broken gray mud was mixed with broken red bricks, and the dry weeds were entangled on it.

In the ruins of the city, there are civilians struggling to survive, as well as a large number of dwarves sneaking in and waiting for the opportunity.

Russell, leaning on the stick, with anxiety and irritability on his old face, asked with the old man's dry and hoarse voice: "see, this is no longer the prosperous city of West, it's just a ruins, a meaningless ruins! But you have to stick to it. Why? Because I can't afford to ask those bionic people? "

It's been two weeks since that meeting.

The war intensified.

The city of West is full of smoke, and the survivors are hiding. Everyone who is still alive is haggard, and hope and despair have been swaying in their hearts.

The member of the royal family swallowed his saliva. He pursed his dry lips. He didn't know how to explain to the irascible old Duke.

"Your Highness..."

"Forget it, I'll go to see the queen. Since you can't bear it, let me go. An old man of a hereditary Duke should be enough."

Old Russell's voice was rough and hoarse. He stepped forward stiffly, his back straight, holding the cracked crutch like an old double barreled shotgun.

The old Baron entered the palace like a soldier who was about to return to the battlefield, even though he was not covered in armor.

Once prosperous palace interior is also a piece of dilapidated, like the old man in twilight, crumbling.

……

Outside Maugham.

Bionic second city.

The wind and sand here is much smaller, and it can hardly be felt.

Outside the city are dense grass squares, with huge quantities, stretching for tens of kilometers. At a glance, all dry sand dunes are covered with grass squares and stop flowing.

Tens of millions of people are in action, and the city is changing every day.

The inner layer of the city is a row of newly planted trees, which are resistant to drought and bad weather.This long dead no man's land is now decorated with green, like a green jade inlaid in the desert, crystal clear.

There are also large and small freshwater lakes in the city, and the road planning has taken shape.

Lu Wen used a lot of manpower and material resources to airlift water resources from Mowu city.

This kind of practice can be called luxury, but in order to transform the city in the shortest time, we can't care so much.

Now it can only be transported by air.

It must be too late to build the pipeline.

By land transport, through the suburbs, it is very likely to be attacked by small teams in the mixed zone. Ma Bo stood on the new high-rise building, overlooking the rapidly changing city. His eyes were full of emotion. He sighed: "on the 9th, the contacts you have in Mowu city are too terrible. It's less than a month. The whole city has survived in your hands."

It took only two weeks to build the 100 meter high building under his feet.

The speed of terror is amazing.

In Mabo's previous concept, the time of building such a high-rise building was in months and years.

Around this tall building, there are many similar buildings, which are built very fast.

All the bionics people saw Lu Wen sent people to transport the building modules from Mowu City, as if they were building blocks. In a few days, they completed the assembly of a building.

At such a fast speed, even Mabo, who are not afraid of death, are worried about the quality of the building.

But Lu Wen assured everyone that the quality would pass.

As long as the foundation is firm.

This method has been used in the city of Mowu for decades. In the early stage, a lot of preparation was made in the factory, and then the building was quickly assembled, so as to complete the building construction in the shortest time, without interfering with the people's life around the construction site.

Those buildings were still in good condition before the war. They had carried on for decades without any quality problems.

"You've built a solid foundation in the early stage, so I'll be able to put it together in two weeks." Lu Wen explained: "the city of Mowu has been busy rebuilding after the riots. All kinds of building materials are ready-made. Now the war begins, the reconstruction work is suspended, and a large number of prefabricated components of all prefabricated floors are piled up in the warehouse. I just bought them all conveniently."

In other words.

Lu Wen bought the materials for the reconstruction of Mau city to build the second bionic city.

After the beginning of the war, all construction sites were shut down, and a large number of semi-finished components were piled up in the warehouse. The sky high cost of the warehouse was enough to make the person in charge of those projects feel headache.

It's not known when the war will end.

As a result, no man's land, the wealthy "No. 9", became their Savior.

"And these skilled human workers, I brought their families here, so that they don't have to worry about the war, they can build in peace of mind."

Now many residents of Mowu city know that the second bionic City, not far from the suburbs, is the safest place in the world. Tens of millions of bionic people with combat power have surrounded the whole city.

There are many rich businessmen who come here with their families after paying a lot of money.

Lu Wen also took over some of his better human friends in the city, such as Yin June's family. At present, more than 200000 people live in the city.

With a large number of human workers and bionic people working day and night, the city is changing every second.

Airports, railway stations, subways, roads, bus stops, government buildings, residential buildings

Everything is beginning to take shape.

To facilitate prayer, churches are set up in each area.

There are still some problems with power facilities. Solar power generation can not meet the living needs of a large number of people, and power generation by love is not enough. Therefore, the construction project includes thermal power generation, which Lu Wen dislikes the most. Big chimneys stood up.

The urban planning is still the same. There are still four districts in the southeast, northwest and northwest, and each district is divided by large and small blocks.

"At present, the construction of two airports has been completed, and the third airport is being built. The speed is very fast. Tens of thousands of bionic compatriots are working in an orderly manner at the same time. Those human workers are shocked, saying that they have never seen such a spectacular scene. If it is tens of thousands of human beings, there is no way to adjust the order at all..."

"According to the plan, both the West and the south of the city are expanding to the periphery to ensure that it can accommodate enough residents..."

"Thirteen super large-scale warehouses have been built in the East, and now they are accepting the living materials purchased from Mowu city..."

"Those creatures from the underground world came to test us again this morning, trying to penetrate our city, but we beat them back again..."

Build a city from scratch.

This is a matter of great achievement.

Although the preliminary basic work is completed by the bionic human alliance, Lu Wen is in the hands of this city.

All bionics recognized the ability of the "No. 9".But Lu Wen didn't feel much sense of achievement, and even some anxiety, because He's running out of money.

The initial funds of the bionic alliance, as well as his own funds, were almost spent in the past two weeks.

After all, at the beginning, everyone planned to take their time and spend a few years to improve the city, so they didn't worry about money.

"No money?" Xia chuluo is sitting on the edge of a 100 meter high building, her long legs hanging in the air and swinging gently. She can see Lu Wen's current situation at a glance.

"I think so."

"Waiting for those western guys to come and beg you, and then pay?"

"Well."

To be honest, the city of West has been able to hold on to the present, which Lu Wen did not expect.

The persistence and obstinacy of human beings are admirable.

He can also figure out why.

Those royal families in the West are not willing to save face and come to him for discussion.

After all, once the action is taken, both West and Versailles will become the first human city in history to turn to bionic human beings, which will be written into the history book.

"I have a little money here. Take it and use it. I can't use it anyway."

Charlotte throws out a black metal card.

This is what her parents left her.

It is said that "the treasure of summer".

The man used his unparalleled wisdom to find many treasures buried in the no man's land. Over time, they piled up into mountains. There were stone slabs of prehistoric civilization and sea boats of the great navigation era. Each one sold at a sky high price.