Chapter 607 Underground World
Looking at the dark entrance to the underground webway, the people of the Temple of Silence fell silent.
"Nora, do you usually go underground?"
"Hey, don't ask that. Nora only has her head left. How is she going to leave? She'll be so sad if she hears it."
"Sorry, sorry, do you usually roll around?"
Nini glanced at these buried people. As expected of the Temple of Silence, they were all quite talkative.
Nora took a deep breath, her tone calm. "Usually, we take the Netway. The underground isn't affected by the outside climate, so travel is more efficient. Plus, Castel's Netway system is very developed, so it's very convenient to get to other places."
After saying that, she rubbed against Gwen. Gwen understood and hugged her and jumped straight down the webway entrance. Nora didn't want to see these former colleagues now. She just wanted to be alone and sulk.
Ignatius led the priests down the stairs slowly. When they passed through the entrance gate, the buried people all let out sounds of surprise.
"Is it, this big?"
"How is this possible? What a huge project!"
"No wonder Nini was able to get in. This place is almost as tall as a church!"
"Alas, if only there were a webway like this in the North, perhaps we wouldn't have to fear the White Scourge."
Castel's Webway system is no longer what it once was.
At the beginning, the so-called underground webways were just residences dug out by the banshees themselves. Not to mention planning, there was not even a unified architectural style.
Later, before and after the Deep Sea War, the network was urgently expanded and reorganized. The entire Castel was basically connected by network roads between the ground fortresses. Although simple, it successfully laid the foundation for victory in the Deep Sea War.
After the Deep Sea War ended and the stellar furnace was built, Castel officially began to plan and turn the webway system into part of the transportation system.
Not only did it re-plan the direction and composition of the entire network, but it also transformed the end-to-end network into a three-dimensional structure.
The previous network channel simply connected two points roughly, and would go around other network channels from above or below when encountering other network channels, and there were often ups and downs. After this re-planning, a multi-layer transportation network was directly planned from deep to shallow, which laid the foundation for the construction of the subway.
Yes, now the entire Castres has built a comprehensive subway network, and you can take the subway directly to travel in Castres.
Everyone looked at the walls in shock. This was the hospital's subway platform, not too far from the ground, but the sunlight at the entrance could not penetrate the thick concrete walls.
On the wall, bright lights burned quietly, bringing light to the web.
"What is that? It's really beautiful."
"A gas lamp. I've seen it on the Rhine, but it seems it's the only one there."
"There's none in the North?"
"No, you only see one light hanging there, but there are actually pipes in the wall behind it. There are pipes behind every light!"
"Every, every one of them!?"
"Yeah, now you understand why there are no more in the North. Installing this thing is a huge project, very expensive, and very troublesome to maintain. The key is that there simply aren't that many workers in the North who can repair pipes."
"How many lights are there here? I can't even count them one, two, three. There must be dozens, right?"
"Not only that, look at the passage over there, the walls are all covered with it."
Nora sighed beside her. "This isn't actually a gas lamp. The one at Blood Harbor is indeed a gas system, but Castel's uses fuel supplied by the stellar furnace. I'll tell you the details later."
She didn't know how to explain Castel's pollution utilization system for a moment. Pollution has always been a big problem. If a supernatural being is touched by it, it will cause great harm. For thousands of years, the sea has almost been a forbidden zone for supernatural beings.
The sea is indeed pollution-free nowadays, and all the fish have come to the island.
In addition to the nearly ten-meter floor height, there is also a large flat area on the platform, which is specially reserved.
If it is wartime, or if there is a need to transport supplies, the supplies can be piled up here for easy loading and unloading. The platform is equipped with a steam winch, and heavy objects that are difficult to move by manpower can also be loaded and unloaded with the help of mechanical loading and unloading vehicles.
At this time, there was no cargo on the entire platform, only a few people standing there. When they saw Nini, many people greeted her.
Ignati didn't run around like the other burials. He carefully observed the people's clothing and suddenly asked, "Are they civilians?"
"Probably. Well, that one's probably a Skitarii. These two are probably workers. The one with the shifty look might be selling contraband, like newspapers."
“Why are newspapers contraband?”
The tip of Nini's tail froze again.
Ignati didn't care too much, he just frowned and thought.
The Crusader in military uniform was holding the holy book and flipping through it with great interest. A worker who had just finished work beside him also turned his head to watch, and the two of them occasionally discussed a few words.
Next to him, an engineer was teaching his assistant how to work a steam engine, while the apprentice next to him was writing something in a booklet.
A patient who had just come out of the hospital was using a cane, trying to walk with it somewhat awkwardly, and a uniformed subway worker was supporting him.
They all looked like ordinary people, but there was always an indescribable strange feeling about them.
What exactly is the difference?
"Everyone, stand within the yellow line. Don't stand too far forward. The next bus is coming soon. Please line up. Nini, don't line up. The Banshee has a separate door."
The staff helped the patient over. Seeing such a large group of people coming down, they took a deep breath and walked forward to maintain order.
The people of the Silent Temple looked obviously different from the locals, and could be identified at a glance. Most of them had the classic appearance of the White Crow people, with white hair and eyebrows, and even their eyes were pale. Their faces were more three-dimensional, like the rough rocks in the North.
Of course, more importantly, they were all wearing hospital gowns.
The subway employees looked at them suspiciously, feeling unsure. Could it be that these people had Castells syndrome and had gone crazy before escaping from the prison and the hospital?
Damn, is the machine gun position in the hospital just for decoration?
He didn't feel relieved until he saw Nini.
With the Banshee here, there shouldn't be any problem, even though it's Nini.
Ignati's gaze fell on the young man who maintained order. He was clearly a mortal, yet he could make demands on a transcendent being like Nini. His tone was neither humble nor arrogant. Nora, Gwen, and other transcendent beings also subconsciously complied.
Castel was perhaps unlike any place he had ever seen.
(End of this chapter)
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