Chapter 148: Excavated SCP-173

Style: Fantasy Author: Good looking but no brainsWords: 2412Update Time: 24/01/13 04:07:31
Three months later, the operation in the steam city has completely returned to normal.

Thick smoke from the factory rose into the sky, and smoke and thick fog enveloped the city.

Steam-driven vehicles were driving through the hazy streets, and the white mist they spewed caused people passing by to turn their heads away.

Gentlemen and ladies wearing tuxedos or dresses and carrying pocket watches were walking on the streets.

There are also homeless people and orphans wearing worn-out leather jackets wandering the streets.

After these years of development, class stratification has emerged in the steam city.

Especially after the Great Destruction, this class will be enlarged again.

Steam robots and city guards are patrolling.

Some beautiful and detailed insect models made of pure gear are flying in front of some shops.

Attract children to stop and watch.

There are also people wearing crow masks walking into some houses with white cloth hanging on the door.

They are urban epidemic doctors. Although they are proficient in medical skills, treating patients is not their biggest task.

The purpose of establishing their organization is to deal with the hatred of ghost stories.

Therefore, their main responsibility is to dispose of corpses.

The crow's beak mask on his face was also developed by them to avoid the rancid smell and blood splatter.

After every great devastation, there are always some people whose spirits are stimulated.

The mild ones will be sent to Arkham Asylum, and the severe ones will be sent to Arkham Asylum.

Will commit suicide one after another in the subsequent period.

The task of collecting his body also fell on these epidemic doctors.

Everything seems calm.

But no one has truly returned to normal life.

The coming of the Great Destruction every year was a gulf they could not cross.

Especially the Great Destruction became even more terrifying.

The research and development of steam technology, as well as the understanding of the power obtained from the great Cthulhu, are all being carried out urgently.

More energy began to be exploited, and research into weapons began.

The birth of Dagon also brought more profound teachings to the followers of Dagon's secret sect.

Even the secret sect of Dagon holds regular calling ceremonies.

The chosen cultists will be taken to the underwater city of the Sea of ​​Death.

There they will be exposed to the horrors of the deep from Dagon, with their SAN levels reduced.

This will make it easier for them to understand dreams about Cthulhu from unconscious dreams in their sleep.

Of course, whether you can withstand SAN returning to zero depends on everyone's luck.

If you don't survive it, you will go completely crazy and be directly used as a sacrifice to Cthulhu.

If you resist, you will become crazy.

But they can also draw some power from it.

Just have more fragmented power and piece it together again.

Then they will continue to be improved.

With the development of Steam City, the year comes to the end of the year again.

The Great Destruction is coming again.

Research on steam technology weapons has made some progress, but not much.

After all, there are no transformative innovations.

Just developed huge weapons, turrets, armored fighting vehicles...

It's all made of huge armor plates and fixed with a large number of rivets.

In addition, a complete set of steam engine starters needs to be placed, which is very huge and full of oppression.

It has the same violent aesthetics and uninhibited wildness.

Just put it in front of these weird things, it's a bit unsatisfactory.

Steam robots and exoskeletons have also been improved.

In Dagon's secret sect, more and more people are called "scholars" and live in Arkham Asylum.

There are just no breakthrough changes yet.

The great ruin came as expected.

Although he had been prepared for it, he was bloodbathed by the monsters that appeared along with the other world and the weird creatures wandering around the city.

Another sleepless night of fear.

But the death rate has been controlled, lowered to about 20,000.

Otherwise, based on the deaths in the previous year, steam cities may become extinct within a few years.

The bad luck of wandering also appeared again with the Great Destruction.

After the Great Depression, records of wandering misfortunes became more detailed.

It's just that this kind of detail means that the specific appearance and body shape are described on the blank page.

They don't understand this world at all.

He couldn't even understand the scope of the new land he was in.

It’s a new year after the Great Destruction.

Everything is business as usual, people in the steam city continue to conduct different research and are in a period of vigorous development.

But all this was quickly broken in one day.

Continuous heavy rain has been falling in Arkham for three days.

The water mist is accompanied by the steam created by the city's operation, making the sky above Arkham City even more hazy and blurry.

In the distance, only the blades of the huge wind energy collector can be seen, and the steam boats appear and disappear in the clouds and mist.

Because of the heavy rain, there were fewer pedestrians on the streets.

However, in an open-air construction site, it was still operating under heavy rain.

The "rumbling" sound of the steam engine is accompanied by the "creeping" of the huge gears.

A machine similar to an excavator is in operation.

This is an undeveloped area and is ready for expansion and construction of factories.

Construction started here a few days ago, but the digging stopped a little because of heavy rain.

However, we have to continue working to meet the deadline.

"Unfavorable weather, just like these bosses, they should die early when they meet those weird stories."

"And you can't meet Tomie Kaitan, otherwise you will die too happily. You must be a pig-headed butcher or Sadako!"

A middle-aged uncle who was operating the excavating machine spat and cursed in a very unhappy manner.

Because of the heavy rain hitting the glass windows, it was impossible to see clearly what was going on in the dug hole.

And there might even be a risk of landslides.

"Don't mention it, Lao Ke. If it weren't for this job, we would be just like those homeless people huddled in the corner of the street to avoid the heavy rain."

"The current level of devastation is really disturbing."

"No one knows whether they can survive until tomorrow, or next year. Let's finish it soon and let's go to the Flower Street Bar."

"The beautiful girl is still waiting for us there!"

"I heard that there are still female deep diver hybrids from Dagon's secret sect there today. This is rare!"

An old man who looked to be in his fifties or sixties was huddled in the place where he was adding fuel to the steam engine and chuckled.

The driver, who was called Lao Ke, rubbed his hands when he heard Huajie Bar and showed an excited expression.

"Okay, let's get the fire going, the motivation will increase, and I'm going to have a big fight, hahaha!"

As more combustible materials are added to the steam engine.

The fire got strong, and the power was enough to start the work.

But after Lao Ke dug for a while, the bucket suddenly hit something hard and couldn't be shaken.

"Lao Ke, why did you stop? It's almost over."

The old man lighting the fire asked.

"Damn it, why are there big rocks buried underneath here?"

"Old man, go down into the pit and see what rocks you dug up. Tie them up with hooks and let me hang them up."