Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

It's past morning.

On the hill behind Huisha Manor.

The night wind is cool.

"Wake up, wake up."

In a daze, Lynch felt someone pushing him.

No, I'm going to sleep a little longer, Liz, and call me later...

He waved his hand subconsciously.

But the next moment, the young master of the Goode family woke up.

He realized the situation now.

Not on the big soft bed at Huisha Manor.

Rather, desperate.

unprecedented danger.

He was taken away by that **** clown...

Lynch's eyes widened in horror.

"Hi…"

Kant squatted in front of him and greeted him with a smile.

This smile was like a demon in Lynch's eyes.

He struggled in horror and tried to escape and shout, but his hands and feet were tied tightly, his mouth was tightly bound, and no sound could be made.

"How does it feel? Being thrown into the secret passage of Black Blondon, not far away is your treasure room, your father is yelling and screaming inside, as long as he walks into the hole and walks a short distance, he will be able to When you see you, you can see his beloved son, you will be saved, you will go back to the home you are familiar with, and be the young master of the Goode family again, not here, afraid, worried, and helpless ."

He smiled and said, "Do you think it's ironic? Hate your father?"

Lynch was speechless.

There were tears in his eyes, those beautiful eyes seemed to be able to speak, and that pitiful appearance, I am afraid that people who do not know the truth will immediately feel pity after seeing these eyes.

"Don't look like this, I'm not fooled, I'll think you're acting, look, isn't it ironic? If you lied to me, I won't believe you anymore, this is the story of the wolf coming, just once Enough, it's no use being pitiful... ah, by the way, aren't you cold?"

He helped Lynch up and asked kindly.

Lynch shook his head frantically.

Not cold, not cold at all.

He wanted to express that.

He wouldn't think that Kant really cared about him. If it was cold, maybe the next moment, the guy who was laughing all the time, would imprint something like a soldering iron on him.

But he was wrong.

Kant actually took out a piece of clothing and put it on him, carefully surrounding it.

The style of the clothes was very strange, but it was really warm. There were no barbs and no poison in them. Lynch even saw the red flame runes running on them, which turned out to be enchanted clothes.

"As for this, there is a fire enchantment on it, which can resist fire damage. After all, I want you to keep a whole corpse, otherwise it will be difficult to clean up and identify."

Lynch's body froze again.

He shivered uncontrollably and wanted to beg for mercy, but his mouth was sealed and he couldn't speak.

Kant pulled him up: "Come on, the night wind is strong here, you are still young, don't blow the wind when you are growing up, let's go, let's go to the car, it's very warm there, and there is an air conditioner."

After being pulled up, Lin Qi discovered that there was a very large thing behind him.

Kant said it was a car, but he didn't see a horse, but his intuition told Lynch that this kind of thing could drive on its own, just like the iron horse that dragged him during the day.

Turning his head by chance, he was stunned again.

Here is the mountain.

He knows where he is now.

Because not far down the mountain is Huisha Manor, where the fire is shining and there are bonfires everywhere.

Excitement flashed in his eyes, and he whimpered loudly, as if he wanted to arouse the attention of the people under the mountain, but it was too far, really too far, and his voice quickly disappeared in the night wind.

He was then carried to the side of the car.

Kant opened the door.

The body is very high, and for adults, you have to step on the pedals to get up. He threw Lynch next to the driver's seat, then climbed up and closed the door.

"Here, it's the cab, this car is the car on our side, you can run on your own without a cow or horse, isn't it amazing? Look here, isn't it very high? From here, I can still see you When I was a child, I liked cars very much, I liked sitting in front of the driver's seat, and my favorite was this kind of big truck, because it is tall and big, sitting on it, very high, and can see far."

He spoke gently, as if he was really introducing this miraculous modern product to people from another world.

"There are many types of vehicles in our place, including civilian and military vehicles. There are large trucks for transportation with strong carrying capacity, and there are also scooters for civilians, which are called private vehicles. There are also many types of private vehicles. It’s very common, and ordinary people like us can afford it, and there are also very expensive ones, which can only be afforded by big men like you.”

"As for this..."

Kant smiled: "This kind of car is called a fuel tanker. As the name suggests, it transports gasoline."

"Gasoline, that's what the car eats, it's able to go without sleep and go very fast, and what they consume is this stuff. Gasoline, which is flammable and, in some cases, easy to explode."

"You must not have seen the video of the explosion of the oil tanker. I have seen it. It's amazing."

"And I made him even more powerful. I used the magic power on your side, as well as the experience and wisdom that we have on our side, and the people summed up."

"You must have no idea how much sugar, washing powder and soap I poured into it, many, many, I dare say, the value of those things may be able to buy your family's territory, as for the car itself. The value and meaning contained in it are even more incomprehensible to people like you in your entire life.”

"Even I used your technology, coupled with our ideas, and it was perfectly integrated. I attached a few magics to it, one of which was a fire-fighting enchantment, which was attached to the shell. Once it burned inside, the enchantment would It compresses, compresses and compresses the flames that are constantly burning and trying to explode.”

"Until the violent impact of the outside world, until the shell can't bear it."

"Super cool."

"Understand?"

Kant touched Lynch's head, looked at him, and said kindly, "Uncivilized poor ghost turtle?"

Lynch's face turned pale, and the fear on his face even worse.

He understood half of it, but already understood what Kant was going to do.

Kant sighed: "Before this, I was thinking, how are you going to clean up your little brat, throw you into the beggars, and let them use your butt? You are poisonous, your face is scratched, and you are smashed. cut off your hands and make you a beggar for life? Or just drag you into meat sauce like the day?"

Lynch's face was full of sweat, it was obviously cold, but he was sweating a lot.

"I thought about it for a long time and didn't think about what to do, but then, I thought of one thing."

Kant flipped his head and smiled embarrassedly: "I'm so sorry, I've been so busy these two days. I was so busy that I forgot what I said yesterday... oh, what I said the night before."

"I told your sister, I want to kill your whole family."

He said seriously: "My mother taught me that I must do what I promise others."

"I'm a good boy. Really, I wasn't before, but I am now. This year, I listened to her very much."

"So, I won't do those things, don't be afraid, I will only kill your whole family."

"I have arranged for you, a tasteful plan, and a way of dying worthy of yours."

Kant stretched, with relief on his face.

It's like his carefully woven repertoire is finally coming out.

"I said, Lynch, you know? Today, I went to your house three times."

"No one was killed."

"There was no fire."

"You know, how hard I have to endure? Obviously I can slash and kill, obviously I can order your house, but I didn't do anything. I ran away when I saw people, and let them run after me, chase after me. Hit me."

"You know how hard I endured to not turn around and kill them?"

"All of this is to make your father have an illusion. I am sabotaging everywhere and avoiding him, just to make him feel that I can't beat him. As long as they are united, I can't do anything about them."

"Now they are united."

Kant smiled and looked at the Huisha Manor below.

"In this way, it can be served in one pot. Otherwise, there are so many knights and so many soldiers scattered throughout the town. How can I kill them one by one? Isn't it?"

Lynch kept writhing and whining, looking at Kant with a sad expression, full of pleading, full of remorse, full of fear.

"Shh, don't talk, don't talk, you are **** just to keep you from talking."

"If you can say this, I will make you speechless, unable to ask for mercy, and unable to repent. You can only live and die, and you can't say anything before you die."

Kant patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, we're almost done, actor Lynch, let me read the script for you. As for your part, the plot is like this."

"Right away, the tanker will go down, and at the same time, the combustion mechanism will start to trigger, and the car will carry you all the way into your house, crash, and boom..."

He painted a big, big, big piece of art with his hands.

Then he said to Lynch: "By the way, I forgot to tell you one thing, today, I changed your clothes to a little beggar, and then sent a letter to your father, and when he came, in front of His face blew up that little beggar, so your father thought you were finished, and now you are very sad, the white-haired person sends the black-haired person."

"And then, when the twists and turns turn around, when he is suffering from the pain of losing his son, if he sees his beloved son driving a fuel tanker all the way home to catch shrimp farmers, he will surely cry with joy... ah , This kind of father-son reunion scene is really, very touching."

"Yes, I have researched and decided that this car is up to you to drive."

Kant patted the steering wheel: "This is like the rudder of a ship, called the steering wheel. As for you, if you want to see your father, you don't need to worry about it, but if you don't want to see him for the time being, just turn the steering wheel and turn to the left. Hit, the car will drive to the left, if you hit the right, the car will go to the right..."

He smiled and said, "Understood? I'll let go of your hand in a while."

"Now, it's time for me to start the car."

"This thing is rather difficult to drive. Old Wang taught me twice, but I only learned the basics. Fortunately, I just practiced it myself, and I didn't forget, ah, it's really smart."

"Oh, come, put on a helmet, protect your little head, and die with a whole body."

He unscrewed the key and started.

There was a low rumbling sound, and the headlights flashed.

The clutch, the accelerator, and the fully loaded behemoth started slowly, down the gentler hillside.

Gear up, accelerate, gear up, accelerate.

Until the speed was sufficient, Kant dodged to the co-pilot and opened the ropes on Lynch's arms.

Lynch turned pale, almost without thinking, and turned the steering wheel hard to the left.

However, the steering wheel remains motionless.

He exhausted all the strength of his whole body, turned left, then right, and even squatted on his whole body.

do not move.

"come on, come on, come on!"

Kant sat next to him, clapping his hands, his body jolting with the bumps of the car, with a childlike smile on his face, clapping his head and shaking his head from side to side.

"Don't be in a hurry to slow down and turn, don't be careless with your feet on the brakes, don't squeeze too hard when there are too many people and cars, don't be angry, don't be in a hurry, rush and lose your temper, if something happens, it's too late..."

Lynch grabbed the steering wheel hard, his mouth whimpering, he shook the steering wheel desperately, but there was nothing he could do.

Kant slapped him on the head.

"Fool-"

He dragged his voice and laughed loudly: "The steering wheel has been locked by me for a long time!"

Then he opened the passenger's door, jumped out, rolled around on the ground, and stood up.

Lynch's whimper filled with despair filled his ears.

From the beginning to the end, this well-spoken child did not say anything.

Kant watched the looming flame of the oil tanker crash all the way down, turn over, and slammed into the main building of Huisha Manor all the way, and made a violent crash.

Kant exclaimed: "Yeah-STRIKE!"

He saw two dazzling rays of light, a grudge and a magic power.

The outer shell of the tanker, which had reached its limit, burst open.

The world lit up for a moment.

It was as if a sun had risen from the ground.

A huge mushroom cloud rose up, the boundless heat wave impact spread wantonly, the sky and the earth were illuminated, the houses were leveled, the surrounding woodlands were blown up and down, and countless flowing flames flew around, sticking to everything that could be stuck and burning violently. .

It's like the door of brimstone opens and hellfire descends on the world.

The whole Huisha Town was shaking.

People looked in horror at the huge fire that rose, and the roaring shock wave swept the entire town, lifting roofs, dust, and people on the road. The terrifying power was boundless.

"I..." Looking at all this, Kant breathed out a sigh of relief, "Fuck..."

Looking at this huge piece of art, he let out a satisfied sigh.

"I'm ready."

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PS1: The third update! Four thousand words! It's almost 12,000 words today!

PS2: By the way, for those who don’t have the impression, this fuel tanker was not created out of thin air. In the first few chapters, I mentioned that there is a fuel tanker on the main road in the north of the community. A few key points have been laid out early, such as civilized tombstones, hum, I'm really good.

PS2: The new week, if it looks good, the monthly pass, the blade, the recommended ticket, and the reward, all are handed over! I am right now!