Industrial Cthulhu, starting from the island lord

Chapter 738 Hughes' New Mount
"Of course!"

Little Gwen breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Hughes didn't seem to mind the grotesque appearance of the skeletal behemoth, and immediately began to command it.

The skeletal behemoth slowly raised its head, and Hughes couldn't help but exclaim in admiration:
"That's great."

Such a colossal being is comparable to a celestial beast; if it were to appear on the battlefield, it would certainly be incredibly intimidating.

The white bone was as clear as jade, untouched by any dust. It had six legs, and its thick bone plates resembled armor.

Hughes liked it more and more the more he looked at it.

No, we have to find a way to get it to Castel.

"Speaking of which, you've already taken control of the entire Temple of the Forgotten?"

“No, not at all.” Little Gwen sat on the skeletal behemoth’s forehead, her legs swinging back and forth in the air.

"I don't know why, but the closer I get to the core of the Temple of the Forgotten, the slower my progress becomes, since most of the knowledge is inside."

"However, my control over this period has also taught me a lot. For example, I know that it is Lina who is hindering me."

"Lina? That [Named Person]? Aren't you both [Named Persons]? How did the conflict arise?"

"How should I know! I was just sitting here peacefully when she suddenly came over and started berating me for ages, saying I didn't go to save the Great Sage Bruno—good heavens, he's been dead for hundreds of years! I wasn't even born then!"

Little Gwen complained somewhat irritably.

"Great Sage Bruno, how much do you know about him now?"

“There is no information at all. It’s strange. The Temple of the Forgotten is supposed to be a place that stores knowledge. It has all sorts of random things, but there is nothing related to him.”

Hughes nodded.

He suddenly thought of Beatrice. It was said that the great sage Bruno had a very deep relationship with the Mechanics Society. As the pope of the Mechanics Temple, Beatrice might know something.

I'll go back and ask her.

"Next time you see Lina, try to show some goodwill and see if you can exchange some information. Do you need anything? I can have someone bring it to you."

The railway capacity in the North is now vastly different from what it used to be. Since the double track was opened, there is no longer a need for such laborious back-and-forth scheduling.

As the situation around the railway stabilized, the armored locomotives were gradually replaced with freight locomotives, which could carry more cargo. Only two machine gun positions were retained on the roof to deal with emergencies. If there was any danger, nearby stations could quickly dispatch armored locomotives to provide support.

In short, Castells now has enough capacity, so even if little Gwen wanted to contaminate things, they could use tankers to get some for her.

"I want to eat fried fish."

"No problem, it's just fried... uh, fried fish?"

"Yes, fried fish, Betty's fried fish. I haven't had it in ages. Can she come over and fry some for me?"

Do they really have to fry it fresh?

Hughes rubbed his temples, looking a bit annoyed. "Can't you go back now? Betty has already opened a fish and chips shop. I can only have someone bring you some. She probably doesn't have any plans to open a branch in the North for the time being."

"That's okay too."

"You've picked the wrong place. Is there a sea nearby?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"Take me there." Hughes tried to take a step, but his lower body was frozen and he couldn't move at all.

Hughes's vision suddenly went dark, and then he found himself in the air, where the giant skeletal beast picked him up and placed him on its head.

Little Gwen sat next to him, pointing ahead: "Come on, let's go to the sea!"

Bang!
The skeletal behemoth stretched out its thick legs, leaving enormous footprints on the tundra. Hughes and little Gwen swayed slowly forward atop its head.

A thin layer of mist hung over the tundra, and the skeletal behemoths moved through it as if strolling through a sea of ​​clouds.

The sunlight shines down, carrying a touch of winter's detachment; the vast tundra seems to stretch on forever.

A faint whistle sounded.

Further away, the thin railway line was barely visible. A train passed over it, its chimney leaving a thin line that quickly disappeared into the mist.

"Living so close to the railway, aren't you afraid they'll find out?"

Little Gwen shook her head, her short white hair falling across her cheek.

“It’s not that I’m closer to them, it’s that the railway is closer to me—there was no railway when I was here. Your people built the railway too fast, and it’s everywhere. Now it’s hard for me to find a place to hide.”

"This is just the beginning. In the future, railways will cover the entire land, airships will soar through the sky, and even further into the heavens, where the stars reside, we will leave our footprints."

"Stars! Wow!"

Little Gwen sighed.

She found it hard to imagine such a world; she was just a little girl, but fate had made her endure too much.

"Aren't the stars supposed to be the dwelling place of the gods? When we go there, where will the gods go?"

"Don't worry, we will designate a protected area for them and enact laws to protect their space for activity. All living beings in this world have the right to live."

"Of course, that's on the premise that these gods have not brought evil to the world; Castel will settle all accounts."

Hughes gazed at the vast, boundless tundra with a determined look in his eyes.

This world is probably flawed, and he will change everything; that is his purpose in coming here.

Will the North change too?

"The North has changed. You haven't been out there to see it. It's not just that they've built railways, schools, and factories. One day, the North will no longer be a desolate place."

Little Gwen stared blankly at the tundra before her.

She wandered for a long time before finally arriving in Castel; had it not been for the help of her friends, she would have died many times over.

Perhaps in the future, the North will no longer need to wander, and everyone can live a good life and enjoy life with friends.

Little Gwen suddenly realized that she couldn't quite recall those beautiful images.

"If you can't imagine the future, then just look at it with your own eyes," Hughes said softly.

Little Gwen nodded.

The skeleton's head swayed gently in the warm sunlight, and she wished time could stand still at this moment.

Is that the sea over there?

Gwen then came to her senses, looked in the direction Hughes was pointing, and nodded in response, "Yes, the sea is over here, but it's quite far from where you were originally. Your place is too remote."

Hughes did not answer. He looked at the calm sea in the distance and suddenly closed his eyes.

He had a vague feeling that the sea seemed to have some inexplicable connection with him.

A mysterious force gathered in my heart, then gradually grew taller and taller, surging in my chest.

He followed his instincts and reached out his hand, slowly raising it towards the distant sea.

(End of this chapter)