Chapter 266

In the new week, the boy went to school full of hope, and Lu Zhengkang still sent him to the door.

With the death engine, it is now very convenient to travel between Dongbao and tundra.

Looking at the vast sea, Lu Zhengkang once again surged an impulse - shipbuilding.

Make a steamboat and go fishing.

This is a big project worth inspiring, and Lu Zhengkang immediately put it on the agenda.

To build a steel fishing boat that can withstand wind and waves, Lu Zhengkang has to have excellent metallurgical and forging capabilities. He plans to build the necromancer furnace that was once in the design.

The advantage of necromancer technology lies in its intelligence, which can make up for the defects of the technology itself to a certain extent. In order to build an automatic furnace, Lu Zhengkang can design a large number of transmission structures, one by one, so as to minimize the number of necromancers required by the whole furnace. He can also use a large number of intelligent necromancers to participate in the whole process and reduce the difficulties in design.

Masaru haramoto was trying to reduce the amount of dead souls as much as possible. As a result, the monitor found that a group of bandits had crossed the mountain pass and were pouring towards the southeast ruins.

The robbers obviously wanted to steal tombs when they heard about the ruins. Now the ghost of that relic has been basically cleaned up by Lu Zhengkang. As long as they go in, they can get the property safely.

Lu Zhengkang can't agree that they will leave when they come. He just says that the number of dead souls is a little short. Isn't it coming? Moreover, he plans to let the bandits help him to search for the relics - this matter has been delayed for a long time, so we should deal with it as soon as possible.

Today is a sunny day. Although the sea breeze is still blowing, at least the temperature is not so low. It's a good day for outing or killing people. The troll carries the necromancer monitor, gets on the locomotive, and goes all the way southeast until the whole relic is within the monitoring range. Then he finds a hillside to hide.

Number one squats down next to the monitor, and Lu Zhengkang goes to the pure land to continue his day's work.

The house will be completed in a week, and then there will be a long process of furniture manufacturing. To tell you the truth, with Lu Zhengkang's character, if you have a blanket, you can be a cosmopolitan. When you really start to design the decoration style, it's quite troublesome.

In fact, he doesn't have much choice. Combined with his personality, minimalism is of course the most appropriate. The shape of the house itself is a square block of wood. Now that we want to be minimalist, we have to highlight an emptiness. The door is large, and all objects are painted in black and white. The wall of the door is hollowed out to make French windows, exposing the revolving stairs to the bright background. The furniture of the room should be reduced and enough, leaving a large space. The decorations should be complete, but not redundant. Maybe there should be a fireplace in the middle of the hall

Lu Zhengkang ponders over it here, and uses a spiritual link to warn that the target has entered the monitoring range.

It's far away. Don't worry.

Lu Zhengkang continued to repair the logs in his hand. It was almost time to calculate. He was planning to go out. Suddenly, as soon as he numbered, he warned again that there was a new uninvited guest.

The troll was quite surprised and took over the information flow of the monitor. In an instant, the world became dark and depressed, and the outline of things was sharply highlighted. The living things were moving, and the still life was shaking slightly. The world became abstract and the perspective became concrete. Lu Zhengkang is clear that what he sees is not concrete and complete, but the fantasy of his brain. After the real information flow is processed, some redundant details must be discarded to ensure its accuracy.

Color is stripped, still life is blurred, spatial point directivity is strengthened, and dynamic objects are highlighted.

For hundreds of miles, all the athletes are watching.

In the northwest, there are a group of bandits who are heading southeast. They are about to contact one of the exposed spots of the ruins. In the southeast, another man is heading northwest. His goal is to get to the back door of the ruins.

Lu Zhengkang holds the monitor and looks around.

The white tundra is more and more desolate, with light gray shadow, like the dead scene before dawn. The appearance of the distant mountain is not very clear, only the general outline, is also dim, and like burnt iron ash, randomly piled up, the sky is more amazing, dark clouds cover the top, the original blue and clear sky seems to be dominated by the night, with burning heat The thick slurry like darkness, clouds like smoke and haze, in addition to depression, can not see a little afterglow.

Lu Zhengkang is not sure whether what he sees is a projection from his heart, but he doesn't care about it. The music he hears seems to be broken down and reorganized by the huge flow of information. It turns from a light and soothing chord to a chilly and palpitating tone. In addition, he hears a kind of whisper in this tone, which is mixed in the end of the instrumental music

The monitor magnified Lu Zhengkang's perception. In fact, it was the first time that he felt such a perspective. His usual work was solved by the dead. He didn't know whether the number one and the sheep dead saw the same as him, but the troll obviously noticed some kind of gaze.

Not only is he observing others, but also some being is observing him.

Although Lu Zhengkang's mood is calm, his body is shaking unconsciously, just like some kind of stress reaction on the verge of death. Such uncontrolled situation is rare, which makes Lu Zhengkang quite disgusted.

After a little meditation, the troll's body calms down.That is peeping at his unknown, perhaps already to his hand, and Lu Zhengkang himself has not been aware.

This discovery did not come out of Lu Zhengkang's imagination. Of course, he realized that there was something wrong with such continuous auditory hallucination. He was either mentally ill or secretly harmed. The latter was more likely.

The troll is silent. He doesn't know who his opponent is and doesn't want to yell at him.

When the weak face the strong, they often don't have many choices.

People will be crazy for power. Violence is almost an instinct engraved in nature. Lu Zhengkang is not vulgar. He also agrees with violence and iron blood, but he still has his own personal habits in practice.

Good or bad is a social standard, good or evil is just a moral standard. What Lu Zhengkang cares about is order, which is his criterion.

Construction is always more difficult than destruction, and the results of construction are often extremely precious. Lu Zhengkang has always been so difficult to understand order and civilization. He hates order breakers. However, he has a lonely personality and has little affection for order keepers. The only thing that makes him cautious is his childlike innocence.

Boy is the beginning of man, and childlike innocence is the beginning of heart.

Lu Zhengkang knows that he will not be naive again, but he still hopes to become a romantic person.

Romantic people tend to be less rational.

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The bandits pried open the lock of the main gate of the relic, and the man who went straight to the back door took Lu Zhengkang's letter.

Lu Zhengkang let go the person who got the letter.

One day later, the bandits came out with treasure boxes, wooden barrels and cloth bags. They were very heavy. They were a group of ten, and they were building tents on the tundra. It seemed that they were going to repair them.

One of the robbers frowned. "Do you hear me?"

In the joy of wealth, the companions almost lost their minds. Hearing the words, they were just stunned. A heavy armor Nord soldier asked, "what?"

"Voice!"

"What sound?"

In the distance, the death engine was moving at a high speed. Although it was silent, the earth trembled faintly.

The troll holds the ferocious horn and slowly raises the axe