Chapter 359
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The rain finally came.
The first rain after entering the black snow season poured down amidst the rolling thunder. The heavy rain instantly became a curtain, covering the sky and the earth, filling the low-lying areas of some dilapidated roads in the slums and residential areas. The people in the slums seemed to be facing a battle of life and death. They blocked the doors with sandbags to prevent the rain from spreading into their homes. No one expected the drainage system that had not been repaired for many years to play any role at this moment.
All the soldiers on the wall were wearing military raincoats. They were facing the torrential rain in their respective posts. But their line of sight had long been blurred by the rain. It was difficult to see far away.
"General, the rain is too heavy. You go in first." Adjutant Jun Lang said to Auburn who was standing on the wall in a raincoat.
Auburn's face was gloomy: "The war is about to begin. You want me to go back? Immediately pass down the order to everyone, brace yourselves and prepare for battle! "
When Adjutant Jun Lang heard this, he said in shock, "Battle? Will these barbarians really … "
"Go!" Auburn shouted.
Adjutant Jun Lang hurriedly turned and ran away.
After a moment an intelligence officer galloped to the front of Auburn: "General there is a situation in the front. The barbarians of the Red Maple mountains have begun to march towards the golden wall. They are very fast and are rushing towards the golden wall." The protective wall of the commercial district was also known as the golden wall. The residential area was known as the silver wall. The slums were known as the bronze wall.
Auburn's eyes flashed coldly: "Tell everyone to prepare waterproof measures for the God's Artillery. Prepare for battle!"
"Yes." The messenger turned and left.
Auburn narrowed his eyes as he looked at the white curtain of rain in front of him. He clenched his fists.
Rumble!
On the desolate plains, there was a dense black ocean that quickly engulfed the plains and dyed the earth black. The army marched towards the golden wall at a moderate speed. After all, they were still dozens of miles away from the golden wall. They needed to conserve their energy.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Outside the grassland on both sides of the army, some figures were hiding in the grass, secretly peeping at the vast group of savages. They were shocked. In their impression, savages were crude and primitive monsters that did not understand human language and did not understand human etiquette. However, at this moment, it seemed that these savages were actually wearing excellent armor and holding sharp and shiny weapons. They were just like excellent lions!
Boom!
Loud rumbling sounds could be heard coming from the dark and surging barbarians. Giant monsters about seven to eight meters tall were jumping around. They looked like toads, and they were covered in leather, scales, and other protective gear. It was obvious that they had been tamed and listened to orders.
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Dean changed his clothes in the hotel. He carried a bag full of papers on his back and hired a carriage. He drove to the station in the next block. He changed to another carriage and went to the Decca mountain.
Dean got off the carriage after he arrived at Church mountain. He paid the fare and walked along the mountain road with an umbrella. There was no one on the road due to the rainy weather. The guard stopped him when he came to the castle. He was scared when he saw Dean's face: "It's architect Dean. It's raining so much. Why did you come here?"
"I've just produced an invention. I'm going to test it." Dean indifferently replied.
The guard was surprised: "Invention? Haven't you already published your Lightning Rod Divine Art? "
"It's a new invention." Dean said.
The guard's eyes widened: "New, new invention?" He wasn't surprised when an architect produced a new invention. But who was in front of him? He was a genius who had produced a series of high level inventions. Every new invention caused a huge sensation!
When he recovered, he saw that Dean had gone far into the castle. He was stunned for half a second, and then suddenly reacted. He hurried back to his guard room, picked up a pen, and wrote a letter. He wanted to be the first to pass the news.
Dean came to his own building after entering the castle.
Dean shook off the water stains on the umbrella. He leaned against the door and went into a room on the second floor. He came to a bookcase and took out some books. There was a roll of white paper inside.
He took out the paper and slowly spread it out. There was an extremely precise and meticulous pattern on it.
"The era of steam has begun from this moment." Dean whispered as he slowly closed the paper. He opened the bag and took out the blank paper. He put the paper into the bag and left the room. He went downstairs and shook the umbrella. He went out in the heavy rain and went to the Temple.
Dean saw a lot of people inside the Temple. It seemed that they weren't wearing umbrellas as they were trapped by the heavy rain. They were sitting in various places and quietly reading books.
Dean put the umbrella by the door and came to the counter.
A young woman wearing a scarf was sitting behind the counter. She was wearing the clothes of an intermediate architect. She had a sweet smile on her face. She sat up straight as she saw Dean: "Are you here to submit your invention?"
Dean took out the papyrus from the bag on his back and looked at her: "Yes, this is my invention paper."
The young woman was stunned when she saw Dean's appearance. Her eyes widened. "You, you are Mr. Dean?"
Dean made a hush gesture and blinked his eyes.
"Mr. Du, can I have your signature?" The girl immediately understood. She was a little excited and carefully took the paper: "Mr. Du, can I have your signature?"
"Yes."
After a moment, Dean left the Temple after completing the procedures.
Dean left the Temple of Elements after leaving the Temple. He sat in the carriage and returned to his castle.
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The rain was pouring down and the raindrops created ripples on the surface of the Taizha River.
The reporters from the various news agencies lined up by the riverside waiting to enter the castle were all forced back by the heavy rain. At this moment, the riverside was empty, but looking from afar, there were still a few sporadic reporters hiding outside the castle to take shelter from the rain. Their professionalism was evident.
"Those annoying flies are finally gone." Jake craned his neck to look outside the window. He heaved a sigh of relief and complained.
Old Fulin looked at the heavy rain: "It's not easy for him to move around outside the giant wall. He should be ready to go back."
Sander nodded and called a servant to bring a roll of thick blanket. He put it on Old Fulin's knees: "Father, the weather is cold. Don't catch a cold. You should go back upstairs."
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