Chapter 1321 Parish Temperance
To most residents, the Skyline Loop never seems to sleep, with all of its factories operating continuously day and night.
Although the streets were crowded with robed technicians, mechanics and servants, Giovanna Dorje still felt very vulnerable. The small group of them wore ordinary reddish-brown robes, which indicated that they were of lower rank. technicians, and they were everywhere on the boulevard of Block 121 of the Skyline Loop, but she still felt as if every pair of eyes was on them.
Every corner of the city is filled with constant noise and low vibrations, which are even more pronounced on the streets.
Giovanna doesn’t know if they are still being monitored now. In a forge world, only the God of Machines knows how many different ways there are to monitor a person’s whereabouts, biometric readings, facial recognition, genetic markers , spy skulls and even flexible human eyes.
"Raise your head, girl."
The mid-level technician leading the team pointed out her hesitation,
"With your head down like this, it looks like you are doing something bad."
But a male technician immediately responded:
“But we didn’t do anything good. Leaving the foundry without permission is against the rules and is a bad idea.”
The lead technician gave him a dirty look.
“We must get rid of those goods. Now Bangura’s dogs are frantically searching for all contraband. Once the batch of goods we just took over is discovered, it will be completely lost!”
His voice was heard by only a few people, as if arguing like this would solve the problem.
Giovanna listened to their argument and felt the torment of fear in her heart.
She felt scared, not just because their small group often trafficked and manufactured some contraband for sale on the black market, although everyone would be severely punished if discovered.
But what's more important is not this, but her other identity.
She was introduced by her mentor a long time ago and became a spy, or undercover, of the Black Legion. Since she works in a secondary communication station, she can monitor a lot of key information and will These messages were sent to her superior, who used to be her mentor, but after her mentor died in an accident, he became an unknown person.
The advantage is that she has wealth that technicians of her age will never have, which also allows her, who loves beauty, to use the most beautiful prosthetic body to transform herself.
But with the earth-shaking changes in Ulan Huda, she realized that the good days were coming to an end, so she was thinking of ways to get rid of this identity or simply leave here and go to another forging world.
But all this requires her upline to help her.
Distraught, she took a deep breath and raised her head.
"There is no point in arguing, look around us, this place is as busy now as it is at other times, we must speed up, stop wasting time."
Lumen hanging on the black pole There was a crackling sound, reflecting the golden-orange light that only clouds possess.
There is a place above their heads that is even higher than the forge. It is the dark shadow of the Brilliant Palace. Its scale is almost incomprehensible to ordinary people. There are countless skeletons made of gold, silver and bones in the air. Heads were flying around in the air, each skull doing something for its owner.
"If any of the guards realize that we're not supposed to be here, we're going to be in big trouble."
"Then we'd better not stand there like stray dogs to attract their attention, okay?"
The leader nodded.
"Let's go, that underground tunnel is just ahead."
They followed the leader, trying to look nonchalant to give the impression that they had good reason to be there. , although Giovanna always suspected that they didn't hide it well.
She could feel the sweat flowing from between her shoulder blades, trying her best to suppress the urge to scratch. For the sake of beauty, she kept almost all of her skin, and consumed a large amount of medicine every day to keep it flawless and flawless. It was so delicate that her arms and thighs, which were occasionally exposed in the robe, seemed to be shining under the wash of sweat, which was very eye-catching.
Soon, they turned into an alley that ended in another street with an underground entrance on one side. The Skyline Loop not only has an above-ground part, but its underground structure is actually deeper than 400 meters, and is still getting deeper. In the Loop City, where land is at a premium, many warehouses and factories are built underground.
Including the ghettos, of course.
After all, sunlight is an expensive consumer good in any forging world.
The only decoration at the entrance to the underground passage is a statue of a small silver lighthouse, which sits in a corner with a candle burning slowly in front of it.
Only those who know the ropes know where this passage will lead. After all, there are millions of tunnels under the Ring City.
Some people even jokingly claim that the Ring City has no roads and is all tunnels.
Entering the passage does not mean that it is empty. In fact, there are more people underground than on the ground. There are countless people and servitors coming and going in the five-person-wide passage.
She tried to quell the growing panic as they began to walk down, flashing lights illuminating the path through the tunnel, which was packed with workers commuting like machines. Marching - one side ascending, the other descending - all in perfect unison towards or from the metropolis above.
The leader used his pudgy figure to create a downward path for them. Anyone who tried to condemn him would immediately choose to bite their tongue as soon as they saw his thunderous eyes and clenched fists.
Finally they arrived at the transfer station at the bottom. The movement of the crowded crowd was disordered, and the bodies just moved with the push of some kind of crowd.
Robed guards armed with crackling weapon sticks maintain order at the station, trying to avoid attracting the attention of the guards, while servo skulls move above the crowd, binary numbers on wall-mounted number plates The code made a piercing sound to notify the status of each road, and constantly preached the policies of the new foundry supervisor.
“Where to go now?”
Finally, someone in the team could no longer stand this aimless wandering.
“This way.”
The leader said as he pushed his way through the crowd.
"Don't worry, I have to make sure that no one is following me. The volume of the shipment is huge and may not be processed at one time. We may have to go a second time."
中The Technician led them through a series of disorienting tunnels until they stood on a crowded platform with hundreds of expressionless-looking servitors.
Twisted, wavering, staccato snippets of code came from old loudspeakers mounted in wooden boxes on the ceiling.
“What is this place?”
For some reason, Giovanna suddenly felt uneasy, not from the servitors who were as stiff as zombies, but from the surrounding atmosphere.
The team leader just smiled and then took a step back.
"This is the place prepared for you, communications operator first class, Giovanna Dorje."
Behind me, a deep voice suddenly sounded.
Hearing the voice, Giovanna flinched, she turned around tremblingly and saw a majestic bronze mask and a pair of sparkling green eyes, as well as the Ulanhuda Secret Police Parish Temperance Special symbols.
"Hello, we have some questions that we would like your help and answers to. You have the right to remain silent, and we will also have the right to exercise the K-01-β special interrogation protocol."
(End of Chapter)