Chapter 667: Banquet Invitation

Style: Fantasy Author: KonomaruoWords: 3141Update Time: 24/01/12 14:21:10
Although there are no separate lanes for people and vehicles in the Lost Land, the holy city of Estali is a big city after all, and there are a lot of carriages carrying people and goods traveling on the main roads. Therefore, pedestrians walking on the road will consciously step aside. If you are injured, the other party will not be able to hit and run, but don't think about shouldering the burden for the next life, mental compensation, etc. There is no way to make money if you are obsessed with porcelain.

Even so, Lin failed to increase his power. Because just by pressing the accelerator lightly, the speed will be a little faster than the normal traveling speed of the carriage; if the accelerator is fully opened, not only others will be scared, but even myself will be scared. It's not that I don't have confidence in the technology since I haven't driven a car in more than ten years, or that I'm worried that the car will fall apart, it's just that I don't have confidence in the people on the road.

Someone would have expected that this strange machine would attract a lot of attention when it hit the road. But many people jumped directly in front of the car and planned to stop it, which was unexpected. He didn't understand the intentions of these people, and he didn't intend to explain it to them anyway, so Lin chose to just ignore the matter.

If the person is far away, he can dodge the person by turning the steering wheel; if the person is too close, he can directly throw the person from the middle of the road to the side of the road with a flash technique. As for whether they would be contaminated by alien energy, they didn't care, because if they didn't, they would have no choice but to drive towards each other.

Someone doesn't intend to drive the first ever car in the world and get into the first car accident in the world.

After the feeling returned, Lin tried to increase his speed. The agreed place for the dinner is in District IV of the Holy City, which is some distance away from District VI where I live.

Of course, you can get there in an instant with the Flash Technique, but if you take a carriage, it will take about half an hour to an hour. This is why someone never considered walking from the beginning. As for how long the drive will take, there's no telling.

In addition to looking at his driving skills and road conditions, Lin also did some simple tests on the road. In addition to basic simulations of braking and steering conditions, Lin also tested the car's navigation system.

Using the Arcane Eye to record town blocks and then displaying a reduced-scale real-life map is a skill that I am terrible at. So based on this, designing a navigation system is a matter of course.

However, until now, there are no so-called traffic laws in Midi. Therefore, in addition to the shortest distance, the only rule of navigation is to set the road width to be enough to accommodate vehicles running in parallel. Don’t go into alleys that are too narrow.

In fact, these are not the first of their kind. As early as when the airship Sid was overhauled, related technologies were used. It's just that it's an airship flying in the sky. The airways are not as complicated as the streets on the ground, so the car's navigation system still needs to be adjusted.

The airship Sid has an autonomous driving mode with a navigation system. Of course, the Ginbeard dwarves also plan to implement this in their cars. Although the plan proposed by the dwarves was feasible in Lin's opinion, the system that had been developed was not yet mature, so someone did not intend to put his life in it, so he did not activate the self-driving mode of the Ginsu version.

While exploring and testing, Lin arrived at his destination unknowingly.

A strange-looking metal monster was parked outside the mansion. How could the guard at the door not be nervous? Especially today is the day when guests arrive, and they are all people who have been ordered by their masters to be careful when entertaining. Regardless of whether those few people can solve their own problems, the host cannot help the guests who come in, and the people below cannot be relieved by being scolded as "dereliction of duty."

But just when one of the guards was about to stab the metal monster with a spear in his hand, he noticed a person sitting in the middle of the monster. The man stuck out his head and a hand. He said, "I'm here for a banquet. This is an invitation letter, please confirm it." At the same time, he handed over the gold-painted invitation letter in his hand.

It doesn't look like a monster. The two guards breathed a sigh of relief and returned to their dignified and majestic demeanor. After checking the invitation, they said respectfully: "Your invitation has been confirmed. I wonder if you..."

Listening to the hesitant voices of the guards, how could Lin not know what they were worried about. Then he said: "Please tell me where to park the carriage. This carriage will not move unless there is someone driving it."

Although I don’t quite understand what this metal monster is, since this guest said that it will not move unless there is no one to control it, it can be somewhat reassuring. In this city full of magicians, there are so many weird things. How can there be any standards that can restrict everyone, let alone being a gatekeeper?

Under the guidance, Lin drove the car to a pile of carriages, parked it, and headed towards the main house. The mansion was still in the absence of the owner, and the deacon who stayed behind temporarily took over the duties of the housekeeper and stood at the door to greet the guests.

The people attending the banquet today were quite lively, and there were clearly two groups of people. A group of magicians, led by Dharma Saint Babak Abnahan, included both older and younger ones. The same thing is that they are all dressed quite luxuriously.

Luxury here does not only mean that the clothes are very gorgeous, but also refers to the magic attached to them. Its power is as powerful as a man who sprays a whole can of cologne or a woman who sprays a whole bottle of perfume in one breath. You don't need to get close, you can smell the strong presence from a distance.

He looked like he was ready to fight at any moment, which made a guy who came to the banquet twitch his lips. Fortunately, this is only the equipment worn on the body, not the weapon in the hand. If they were holding magic wands or various other magical weapons, then today's event would definitely be the Hongmen Banquet. There is no need to eat anything, just run or start fighting, which may save trouble.

In other words, I am afraid of being poked by Hagiri.

Another group of people have a completely different temperament. No matter what, the magician will have a temperament that has seen blood and fire, and has grown up in fighting. No one's hands will be clean. If you haven't seen blood, you can't cross that threshold. When a magician is in the Lost Land, he does not do sideshows or just do research behind closed doors without paying attention to worldly affairs.

But that group of strangers looked more like gentle nobles. There were men and women, all dressed modestly and appropriately. The most important thing is that the men among them all wear black tuxedos, and the women wear Victorian-style costumes. Full of lace, gauze, ribbons, ruffles, bows, as well as multi-layered cake cutting, pleating, shirring and other elements, it is gorgeous and subtle.

In addition to these two groups of people chatting and laughing, there were also a group of armed guards scattered along the wall. They wore short clothes, narrow sleeves, and armed belts, and carried a flintlock rifle on their shoulders. Stand up straight, like a flagpole and a javelin.

Guns have actually been around for a long time, and the most famous ones are the dwarf muskets and goblin muskets. The former is only made by a small number of dwarves and is considered a secret of the dwarves; the latter is so unreliable that no one dares to use it. In addition, magic is the dominant force, so the development of thermal weapons is not as enthusiastic in Mystery as it is on Earth.

Just because guns are not taken seriously, there may not be many people who know these flintlock guns. Just watching the magicians present talking and laughing freely, they didn't look threatened at all. Someone guessed that they probably didn't know what the guards surrounding the wall were carrying on their shoulders.

But to be honest, even if he knew it, the front-loaded flintlock gun really couldn't scare the magician. For a single shot, the number of people in front of them is not large enough, not to mention that there are more masters here than guns.

Suppose you were dealing with yourself... If there were a row of tyrants holding Vulcan cannons standing next to the wall, that person would definitely run away without saying a word. But a group of fusiliers who seemed to be quite energetic, but still far from being truly elite, might be able to stay and see what the other side was up to.

After standing at the door for a short time, the main inviter, Dharma Saint Babak Abunahan, came to greet him. First, he introduced the magicians around him. They were all relatives and friends of Babak, or they were the disciples and grandsons of these people.

After Lin greeted everyone one by one, the Dharma Saint said politely: "Your Excellency Tripwood, I finally see you again. The mathematical knowledge in the journals is getting more and more advanced. If you don't calm down and think carefully, you will still be confused. I can’t figure it out. And those classic problems you left at the end are really unsolvable?”

Lin smiled and replied: "Your Majesty the Dharma Saint, as long as there is a question, how can it not have an explanation? There must be a reasonable answer, but I don't know it."

"How come, your understanding of mathematics is something that many people have to look up to. I took your journal and asked the old man who had a lot of white beards and was looked down upon by everyone. If you can't answer it either , then who can do it?”

"The universe is vast and has endless mysteries. I am not omniscient and omnipotent. His Majesty the Dharma Sage thinks highly of me. But knowledge that does not have answers today does not mean that there will not be answers tomorrow. We continue to improve knowledge and cultivate the next generation of talents, isn't it? I hope they can stand on our shoulders and move towards higher places. In terms of educating talents, I am far inferior to you." Lin pointed at the group of monks surrounding Babak and said enviously.

"Easy to say." The Dharma Saint who responded politely suddenly put a familiar hand on someone's shoulder and whispered: "I want to ask you secretly, did you really fight with that person?"

"That one? Who?"

Faced with such doubts, Babak Abu Nahan did not answer directly, but carefully made a sign of ten and then a four with his fingers. Lin then guessed that the other party might be referring to the fourteenth prince──Azad Kazalnia. He said helplessly: "Yes, we really fought. I almost died at the hands of that noble man. It's really a fluke that I survived."

"Oh, you must tell me later how you did it." He released his hand on his shoulder and resumed the normal conversation distance. French Saint Babak Abunahan brought Lin to a middle-aged gentleman and said, "First of all, let me introduce to you today's other guest, Mr. Nguyen Van Viet from the Gia Long Chamber of Commerce."

Although the years have left traces on his face, it is still full of wisdom. Paired with the well-tailored tuxedo and the shiny and elegant hairstyle, he is truly an impeccable gentleman even for a man. He extended his right hand, which represented goodwill, and said in greeting: "Your Excellency, Tripwood, I have long admired you."

At the same time, there were young men and women standing behind him, either nodding or toasting.