Chapter 600 A new journey
“Hey! It’s okay! Look at me!”
Roglis also closed his eyes and tried not to imagine what if they fell in What happens to magma.
He tried not to imagine such a scene: the magma was burning his flesh and bones, the smoke was suffocating him, and his body was falling apart - such pain was unbearable, of course. There was a chance that he wouldn't survive long enough to experience these things, but his mind never tired of playing tricks on him with the horrific scenes of these disasters.
Roglis took a deep breath and forcibly cleared those miserable images from his mind to prevent them from disturbing him.
Suddenly, he heard a thud from the bottom of the spacecraft, and he immediately opened his eyes.
"What is that sound? What happened?"
Rui Boronnat looked at him strangely. Although the other person had no expression, Rogris could still feel it. He sneered at himself in panic.
"We just landed."
Rogris let out a shaky sigh of relief, feeling sincerely grateful to be on dry land again - although it would be more accurate to say The expression should be the land of Mars.
Even so, how stable can a piece of land supported by an ocean of liquid rock that can burn everything to ashes in the blink of an eye be?
A hissing sound from a gas leak drew his attention to the rear of the aircraft, where the movable ramp was being slowly lowered along with the mournful sound of the piston.
The next moment, a heat wave instantly filled the cabin, and Rogris gasped due to the sudden high temperature.
Sweat immediately oozed from his forehead, and the saliva in his mouth dried quickly.
"Your throne, it's so hot in here!"
"Thank you heat exchanger and gas separator."
Uwe Munro said.
“Without them, everyone will be killed by the high temperature and poisonous gas here in an instant.”
Roglis nodded and followed Uwe Munro from inside the aircraft Walking out, the other members of the team followed behind Rogris.
Rogris even had to shield his eyes as they walked down the gangway to avoid the glare from the lava lagoon and rust-red sky.
After waiting in the closed temple of science and technology for a long time, Roglis suddenly realized that he was so eager to see the sky.
Not to mention anything else, the natural environment of Naisen No. 4 is really good. Whenever Roglis is working, he will take a walk in the mountainous area where the monastery is located to relax.
But the sky here looks low and dangerous. The thick smoke clouds mixed with granular particles from the refinery surrounded by flames in the distance are rolling upward like huge waves.
Although he knew that the gathering clouds in the distance were not dark clouds in nature, but the exhaust gases emitted, when he saw them weighing heavily on the horizon like a static omen, , but still couldn’t help but think of the smoke of the battlefield.
In a sense, Mars is like an eternal battlefield.
Leaving the high walls of the city, in the wasteland outside, there are a large number of abandoned servitors and machines wandering around all day long. They are like beasts in the wild world and will attack any visible target.
And these are the consequences left behind after repeated civil wars on Mars.
Roglis followed the guide. Tall handrails surrounded the landing platform. Every few meters along the guardrail, a towering silver pole with a constantly buzzing device stretched out. Toward the sky – this is the heat exchanger and gas separator that Uwe Munro mentioned.
Roglis speculated that each vertical pole was coiled with a cloud of steam, and the dripping pipes extended down the vertical poles and eventually penetrated into the deck of the platform to conduct heat to elsewhere.
“It must have taken an incalculable amount of energy to disperse such a huge amount of heat energy.”
He pointed to the machine on the silver vertical pole.
"What method do you use to filter harmful gases in the air? Man-made fiber membrane, nano-adsorption, or low-temperature distillation?"
"Do you know these things?"
Uwe Munro turned around and looked at him curiously.
"Well, I studied them in the temple." Rogris explained.
“Although my score in logic is not very good, my score in other subjects is still good. This is a must-take question.”
“This is the gift of Omnisiah. This information is stored in your mind, and you can use this knowledge again later in life when you fight for the Empire."
"I think so."
Rogris nodded, a little embarrassed by the respectful tone in his voice.
Then he turned his eyes away from Uwe Munro and saw an ocher-colored vehicle driving out of the building closest to them - a tall tower made of black metal. And drove towards them along the boom.
Under its chassis are many slender legs like stilts, which move with a strange, very mechanical gait, like a stubby centipede.
As the vehicle approached, Roglis saw a large servitor welded to the front of the vehicle.
Normally there should be a driver sitting there.
With a bang, the vehicle stopped beside them, turned around along its central axis with its numerous long legs, and finally landed on the deck.
Uwe Munro opened a hatch on the side of the vehicle and signaled that the technical sergeants should also climb aboard.
“This thing looks a little disgusting.”
Loic Lugo had another outburst as always, with his big mouth that got him into trouble during his studies at the Temple A lot of trouble. If it weren't for his superior skills in casting and smelting, the Lord of the Temple would probably have fired him.
But at least he has memorized no less than twenty warnings in the past ten years.
"Ironpi, shut your mouth! If you cause trouble here, be careful of being thrown into the volcano!"
Harland Alucard temporarily stopped the technical sergeant of the Star Dragon from continuing to talk loudly.
But Uwe Munro never said anything.
Everyone boarded the Centipede vehicle and sat down on a metal bench.
Thinking of traveling in such a weird-shaped vehicle, Roger suddenly felt that Mars was really strange.
Thinking of this, this weird vehicle stood up again on its legs, opened a small skylight, and then swayed towards the huge black tower.
"Where are we going?"
Ruy Boronnat asked.
"We will go to see Master Falula Heartfilia."
Technology Priest Uwe Munroe replied without emotion.
"He requested that you go see him as soon as possible after arriving."
"Oh? I thought we would get this honor later."
"It has nothing to do with honor."
Uwe Munro shook his head, his tone was not harsh.
"The Lord of the Forge has a purpose in everything he does. What you can learn here will be decided by him personally."
The walking vehicle gradually walked towards the dark metal tower , when Roglis looked back at the gathering clouds, a hint of fear concealed his desire to see new and magical things.
Regarding the matter of active metals, he still has no clue, so can he find any clues here?
What will this journey bring to him and his battle group?
The shadow of the giant tower swallowed the vehicle, and despite the unbearable heat here, he couldn't help but shiver -
It was as if the gray marrow was flowing in his veins at this moment.
(End of this chapter)