Although it has been peaceful for a long time, the surface of Mars has never been quiet. If you drive a vehicle, you can easily get lost in the vast waste soil on the surface of Mars due to electromagnetic storms at any time.

Rogris will think of the forging complex of ipruwen he spent a whole week trying to reach, and what supported him was only the most basic protein of the Martian complex, and the idea that he would leave a punishment record if he could not successfully convey the entrusted information.

Although they are astat, they are also apprentices here, but they are more detached and have higher system authority.

But that doesn't mean they don't have a job.

In fact, apprentices are never easy.

After leaving his small dormitory, rogris immediately went to the exit of the magnificent temple.

Even if some people find it strange that an astat suddenly appears, no one comments on it, because even the technology priests who rarely go out know that this armored giant is obviously not easy to provoke.

As rogris pondered, he wore a straight steel corridor and then walked into the temple of piety.

The decorative reliefs on the walls of this hall depict ancient machines and algorithms. Its history can be traced back to the soil where human beings first set foot on Mars. The first batch of scientific and technological priests guarded them carefully with the Lost Secrets of human beings, far away from Tara caught in war.

Above the canyon rock wall are sodium vapor lamps shining with light orange light. Their vast Crystal Dome covers the whole temple and isolates the bad atmosphere.

Smoke and light paint interlaced stripes on the dirty sky. The low orbit satellite shines about 3000 kilometers above his head. The huge surveyor scanning array is set on its crater filled surface. The high-speed orbit makes it very suitable for multispectral scanning of the surrounding space.

Mars's second man-made satellite is not yet visible. It has a wider orbit and a longer orbit around the red planet.

"I hope you don't miss the last bus,"

Talking to himself, he finally came to the end of the pious hall and sat on the steel elevator embedded in the cliff - which led to a transportation hub connecting different casting temples and factories.

The transportation hub itself is a huge complex composed of tunnels, glass and iron bridges. The turntable is spinning, the whistle is shrill, and thousands of people and vehicles flow from it. They travel around along a large number of horizontal conveyor belts or on the silver train running on the surface of Mars.

If there is a safe and reliable way to cruise around Mars, that's it.

In fact, rogris also has the right to apply for vehicles, but he doesn't want to do so today. He wants to travel in a more "grounded" way - before leaving the temple, he wants to see more of the scenery on Mars and people's daily life.

From a transportation hub, people can reach anywhere on the surface of Mars in a few hours, which is much safer than even most aircraft.

Because of past wars, there will be terrible electromagnetic storms on Mars from time to time, and no vehicle can be spared.

Only the rail transit covered by the protective cover can pass through the storm.

The technical sergeant then boarded the transfer ropeway leading to the silver train carriage and squeezed through the crowd of robed technicians and slaves getting off the ship - in fact, everyone offered to make way for him.

He hurried along the hot train, found an empty carriage, and immediately closed and sealed the door.

Astat's technical sergeant has the same authority as a middle-level technician on Mars and can get a separate ride space.

However, it is only a separate space. There is only an ordinary metal bench and a window in the carriage. The window hole is filled with flashing energy places, so that passengers can see the outside, but it blocks the environment.

In the silence, the lights on the door flashed, and the train began to accelerate from the transportation hub to the land of Mars.

Rogris knew that in the terrible long night era, the Taras regarded Mars as a terrible place belonging to invaders or ancient civilizations, but this concept has long been proved ridiculous.

This idea is said to be due to a long forgotten astronomer's discovery of rivers on the surface of the planet, which was later misinterpreted as "canals", reminiscent of artificial waterways rather than natural creation.

The technical sergeant looked at the scenery of Mars and flew past him, forming an iron gray shadow.

Mars was once known as the red planet, but the iron oxide desert for which it was named almost disappeared.

The technical literature he read mentioned the transformation of Mars's geochemistry thousands of years ago. At that time, the Antarctic ice sheet was melted by orbital laser cannons and released a large amount of carbon dioxide into the atmosphere, which made the temperature exceed the freezing point. Water can exist in the form of liquid and form a reliable circle of ozone layer.

After that, transgenic plants were introduced to make the atmosphere full of more carbon dioxide, oxygen and nitrogen.

But all those visionary work came to naught in a few hundred years. At that time, when mechanical education spread like a virus on the surface of Mars and began to build its huge forging and smelting complex, Continental refineries and weapons factories, the Martian environment was completely irreparable.

First, the atmosphere was polluted like a dead world, then the mountains were hollowed out by miners, and the planet's surface was covered with metal roads, open-pit mines and monuments praising the glory of machinery.

In the end, it became impossible to live outdoors without a breathing mask.

In contemplation, the train sped across asklaus mountain. This shield volcano with a diameter of more than 300 kilometers is now the base of the flame Titan Corps. A magnificent golden gate cuts into the side of the volcano. Two powerful war machines stand around. From a distance, their majestic bodies also look small.

The flame legion, also known as the fire bee legion, is one of the oldest and most respected Titan legions. As a member of the three Guardian legions of Mars in the past, it stands in the era of dispute with the death skull and the storm Legion.

When Mars fell into the mire of rebellion, the flaming Legion stood on the side of the Empire and fought fiercely with the defecting Dead Skull Legion - both sides became mortal enemies for 10000 years.

In the darkest days of the Horus rebellion, the flaming Legion also defended the palace and fought to the end with endless demons and rebels. Up to now, it is also the only Titan legion with the glorious mission of guarding the throne room.

Whenever he saw these glorious god's machines, Rogers couldn't help surging.

After the train passed the residence of the flaming legion, it came to an industrial area.

The industrial zone is surrounded by a volcano. Many metal complexes, domes and spires made of glass and steel are displayed disorderly around. With human intelligence, they resist the polluted climate of Mars. Countless columns of smoke and burning clouds discharged by refining produce the raw materials required by various foundries.

Only the top of the Martian mountains remain intact, although these highest peaks have been hollowed out and turned into temples or factories.

As the train drew a smooth curve eastward, rogris caught a glimpse of the vast divine complex through the energy shielded window.

Shrines, shrines and relic boxes cover millions of square kilometers. It is the home of billions of devout believers.

"Maybe I can find inspiration."

He said so to himself.