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Chapter 345 Hidden Voice

Famir, carrying his worn-out suitcase, found the platform of the rail transit train with ease.

Bought the ticket at the self-service ticket machine.

Then she stood on tiptoe and looked at the far end of the platform, and continued to explain:
“The rail transit vehicles here can reach most important locations in industrial and commercial areas.

And it only costs two Secret Sea Copper Coins to ride.

The price was cheaper than the baguettes on the street so I just paid for it. ”

Actually.

Perhaps it’s because of the supplementary knowledge from the present world.

The interior of the Meteorite Trading Port is not as complete a replica of the Victorian era as Su Wen saw at first glance.

At least.

Most steam machines are expanded and controlled by orderly chain machines, and do not require much human involvement.

This is probably different from the Victorian era when horse-drawn coachmen were still used for transportation.

The three of them sat in a brass-look rail car and admired the large port city wrapped in steam machinery and pipes.

Jiang Menghan added gently:
“Here, if it’s a normal animal with no mutations, like a Clydesdale in England or a warmblood in Europe.

It could probably be sold at a price dozens of times higher than the current price.

But even if it is the First Route of the Lost Sea that has already been fully opened up, they should not be the fleet's first choice.

not to mention.

The danger of the Lost Sea has never disappeared."

The air above the port was filled with the smell of sulfur and the slight friction of gears, and rows of exhaust pipes emitting blue flames became the most unique lights in the city's night sky.

The iron lampposts were hung with copper lampshades, casting the warm light of dusk in the Simulacrum, illuminating the figures of the ships and dock workers.

The view outside the window passes through the towering warehouse buildings.

The red-hot steam engines decorated with rivets and copper-plated ornaments exude the smell of metal and spew out blazing flames, injecting vitality and vigor into the entire port.

Another steam locomotive rushed past us, making a deafening roar.
As Su Wen and his friends were heading towards their destination.

at the same time.

In a secret meeting place in a chemical factory in this magnificent port city, four cloaked figures are formulating plans in the shadows.

An old voice sounded:

"The plainclothes law enforcement officers from the Wiltings have infiltrated."

The middle-aged man leaning against the wall continued:

"Is it to investigate the contents of Rockefeller's No. 76 Research Institute? The Night Watchman is really generous this time."

Hear him say that.

A slightly sarcastic female voice sounded:

"Collector, does that include you?"

“The Collector is just a code name for me, just like I actually made some contributions in the Night Watch.

The two are not in conflict.”

Hear him say that.

Finally a young voice spoke up;
“I have also been observing in the Veltins these days.

Information was collected from all extraordinary people above the second level.

The other first-level extraordinary people are disorderly and worried.

A bunch of useless stuff."

That's right.

They had no idea that it was the "useless first-level transcendent" they mentioned who completely destroyed their plans in Jupiter.

The cultists, who had only met Su Wen a few times, had already completely ignored this scholar.

"The rest of the people have been arranged."

"no problem.

Even if the Night Watch finds out something, they probably won't be able to return alive."

With the end of the rally.

But they don't know.

A miniature drone transmitting location signals is lying on the top of this secret meeting place.

[Voice chat decoding completed] [Uploading to the Dawn system voice information database]

【Tracking mission completed】

then.

The micro drone completed its short mission as it turned off its lights and self-destructed in an imperceptible instant.

Everything fell silent.

The scene changes.

Su Wen, a handsome and tall man wearing an English-style coat, walked out of the railway platform with Jiang Menghan, carrying a handbag.

Go deeper along the road stained with water and oil.

Under the guidance of Famier.

They arrived at the door of a quaint watch shop.

Famier knocked and opened the door without waiting.

Jiang Menghan, who was following behind, seemed to have noticed something and glanced at Su Wen:

"what happened?"

“No, I just found something interesting.

That's all. "

He smiled and gave his answer.

At the same time, all the data observed by the drone is copied.

It’s just a pity that those people are hiding in dark corners and cannot be identified by their appearance.

The Iceberg Girl knows that he has many secrets.

He just nodded lightly and didn't ask any more questions.

When you enter the store, what catches your eye is a warm yellow light.

Rows of delicate copper lamps hang from the not-so-tall Victorian-era ceiling, illuminating every corner.

A huge carved chandelier hung from the ceiling, shining with a pale golden light, making the entire store shrouded in a mysterious and elegant atmosphere. In the center of the room hung a huge red clock, the hands of which slowly turned, making a faint ticking sound.

The walls are covered with antique clocks of various prices. The hour and minute hands dance silently on the clock faces, as if going against the flow of time and leading everyone back to that ancient and elegant era.

Rows of watch parts are scattered on the counters in the store, and the silver balance wheels and gears are as shiny as new.

The nickel-silver mechanical parts are placed in transparent glass covers. The fine lines and precise craftsmanship demonstrate the wisdom and skills of the Lost Sea craftsmen.

It’s a pity that the owner of this shop doesn’t seem to be here.

Famier held up a dial and explained:

“In the Lost Sea, the location clock engraved with runes by the Deep Sea Lineage Level 2 Anchorman is an extremely critical navigation tool.

For example, the first route.

Without an anchored position clock, even an experienced navigator could become disoriented.”

Hear her say that.

Su Wen also solved one of his doubts.

After all, no one else has the ability to observe distant horizons in the foggy deep sea like the broken sea chart in his hand.

The system prompt also appears as expected:
[Deep sea knowledge detected]

[Information is incomplete and has not yet been converted into a card]

['Location Clock' card can be stored in the travel card group 'Navigation Props']

[Dear Chief Player, please try to learn more relevant knowledge and obtain a deck]

Saw this message.

Su Wen was sure he was in the right place.

Besides, the pocket watch that Jiang Menghan wore around his neck was broken and really needed a professional to repair it.

This could also be considered the main quest that Famier brought them here for.

The short girl did not touch the dials that needed repair.

He just sat on a stool nearby and picked up the Steam Newspaper of Lost Sea on the bookshelf.

In this secret sea border where information is difficult to obtain, it is considered good to be able to publish a report once a month, but this is also one of the few ways to obtain information:
"It's strange that Aunt Rendell isn't in the store."

Su Wen also found a stool on both sides of the empty table and sat down with Jiang Menghan.

(End of this chapter)