Chapter 494 Don’t show him the newspaper!
Although Hunter is a scholar, his research direction is engineering machinery. The practical application of this direction is mainly various giant machines used for siege.
Therefore, he actually did a lot of research on city walls.
The city wall in front of him made him frown.
Who was responsible for the engineering design in Castel? Isn't this too low level? The direction of the construction of these walls is wrong. They are built vertically. What can they defend? You have to know that Castel is an island. The enemy comes from outside. Such walls don't even stand in front of the enemy.
What’s more, the shapes of these walls are wrong.
Generally speaking, the city wall is a trapezoidal structure that is narrow at the top and wide at the bottom.
This structure has natural stability, making it more solid and calm in the face of enemy attacks. Even if it is breached, temporary repairs are much more convenient.
But the walls of Castel are equally wide from top to bottom, and the tops are full of trees. Hmm? Hunter was suddenly stunned.
Why plant trees on top of city walls?
Looking closely, the width of these city walls seems to be a bit outrageous. There is enough space for several carriages to run side by side on them. Although it is not clear from the train below, it is indeed different from ordinary city walls.
There are no battlements, shooting loopholes, or towers. Instead, it is lush and green, like the hanging gardens described in the book.
Hunter's doubts did not last long, and soon he saw people picking wheat grains from the trees.
Hunter rubbed his eyes in confusion.
Rye "trees" several people tall were being chopped down with long poles. They were far away, carefully avoiding the black substance flowing out from the broken ends.
Then he picked up fist-sized grains of wheat and threw them down from the city wall.
A large piece of canvas was spread under the city wall. When a lot of wheat grains were thrown down, a machine would grab the four corners of the canvas and roll it into a huge truck bed.
Hunter stuck his head out of the window and, sure enough, saw a similar boxcar on the train.
So that's what it is. This should be a harvesting operation on some kind of agricultural estate. The plantation is built on a high platform. Although the investment in infrastructure will be very high, once completed, harvesting will be very convenient.
Look at those workers, they just throw the fruits down after picking them and transport them by train, which is indeed an efficient way.
In other words, those are not actually city walls, but elevated agricultural parks, which makes sense from the perspective of shape and construction method.
This is what architecture should look like.
Hunter nodded in satisfaction, leaning back and continuing to look at the scenery.
After a long time, he jumped up from the chair.
"wrong!"
It took the two Skitarii some time to pin Hunter down again.
Although he stopped struggling, his mouth was not idle.
“Why are those wheats so big?”
The Skitarii replied irritably, "No reason, it's just that big!"
"What's that black stuff coming out of there?"
"I don't know. Ask the guy in the star furnace."
"That"
"Don't waste your time talking to him. Give him a shot of tranquilizer!"
“That makes sense.”
The two Crusaders took a box from their waists and were about to open it, but Hunter suddenly calmed down.
He was still looking at the city wall outside the window, but his expression gradually relaxed and he was no longer so stressed.
The two looked at each other, scratched their heads in confusion, and slowly loosened their restraints on him.
Hunter naturally chanted the name again in his heart.
This time the feeling was even more obvious. All those indescribable, incomprehensible things that made the sanity shaky quickly disappeared, as if these horrible and strange existences were also afraid of this name.
What kind of magic does this name have that can stabilize his cognition and reason?
Hunter didn't understand, but scholars actually had a lot of experience with this kind of thing - there are many things in this world that are hard to understand, so just use them as you can.
This name is useful, so he just recites it in his heart. He is not bewitched and has no intention of joining the cult. He is just taking advantage of it.
No problem.
But speaking of it, Castel's creations are indeed miracles. Even he couldn't help but admire this lord from the bottom of his heart, not to mention others.
People regarded the lord of this place as a god, and he could understand that to some extent.
But he is a scholar, armed with knowledge and strength, not one of those ignorant civilians, so of course he would not have such a wrong perception.
But Hunter suddenly remembered what the doctor had said: the more knowledgeable one is, the easier it is to go crazy. Why is that? A layer of haze enveloped his heart.
"Newspaper! Anyone want a newspaper? Peanuts, melon seeds, sweet fruit wine, and special fried horse-faced fish. Everyone, please keep your feet down~"
A conductor in the carriage pushed a cart and shouted as he passed by, instantly attracting Hunter's attention.
Hunter wasn't too interested in snacks, but newspapers?
Rhine has always published newspapers, and Hunter specifically asked someone to deliver them to the North regularly. He really likes to read these current affairs news.
Unfortunately, although the North is vast, there is no such fashionable thing. I didn’t expect to see it in Castel.
Before coming here, Hunter thought it was just a desolate island, but now it seems that it may not be worse than Ryan.
"Give me one." He stretched out his hand subconsciously and then realized that he had no money. He paused awkwardly, not knowing what to do.
Before he could react, the crusaders on both sides jumped up from their chairs.
"no!"
"You can't give it to him!"
The two men grabbed Hunter's hands and looked at the conductor as if they were facing a great enemy: "We are the Crusaders and we are carrying out an escort mission. This man is coming to Castel for the first time. You, you take the newspaper away and don't let him read it!"
The conductor hurriedly explained: "This is an official and legal newspaper. It is not written by the war correspondents. There is absolutely no smuggling of private information. It is very safe!"
"No, he's already gone crazy several times, take it away quickly, this thing is too dangerous!"
Hunter was a little confused. It was just a newspaper, why were these two people so nervous?
It's just a newspaper, it's not like he hasn't read it before, it's funny.
The two escorting Skitarii stared at the conductor vigilantly, and only breathed a sigh of relief after she left the carriage.
The train gradually slowed down, and a voice came from a hidden pipe above the carriage: "We are about to arrive at Castel Cathedral. Please take your luggage and get off the train!"
Hunter looked up with some interest and was about to study this sound-transmitting structure when he felt someone tapping him on the shoulder.
The two Crusaders were looking at him seriously, with a hint of nervousness in their eyes.
"Well, we are going to the cathedral soon. You will definitely see the stellar furnace later."
"Don't be afraid of what I'm going to say next."
(End of this chapter)
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