Steel steam and flame

This is what happened while squatting there the next day. Nolida, nicknamed "Oil Head", appeared in the crowd, carrying a large iron box in his left and right hands. It was silver-white, but it didn't look heavy. In order to prevent his iconic bald head from being noticeable in the crowded crowd, he even put on a suitable wig. Without glasses, he slowly and patiently followed the flow of people and walked toward the merchant ship.

Flos followed him, also carrying two boxes in his hands, with the same specifications as Nolida's.

The two people seemed to be acting together. If Kara hadn't seen the photos of the two people beforehand, she wouldn't have been sure that these two people with extremely ordinary faces, even calm and gentle people, would be her targets. They blended into the crowd and became the two most ordinary people, including their expressions, temperaments, and the patience and slight impatience waiting for the pedestrians in front to move forward step by step. It seemed that they were not deliberately pretending. This is their original state of life.

Kara was the first to notice them, but she still didn't act rashly. No one from Sunault School followed them, and Kara remained wary. The natural power of the black dust storm is not something that small airships can challenge. Those who want to leave from Sunault School can only use merchant ships.

So she continued to wait patiently where she was. Cassia also found that without the people from Sunault School, she could also endure her temper. They have enough time before the merchant ship blows its whistle. Only Li and Gustin, who were already in the merchant ship, followed them quietly, but Nolida and Flos were still unaware. Even though I tried to disguise my mood, most of my alertness had disappeared.

Night time comes quickly, and the lights here in the port are turned on early. The lead-colored clouds in the sky began to roll, and the power gathered inside would finally begin to be released soon. At this time, the last three remaining talents of Sunault School appeared in front of Carla and the others.

The number of people was smaller than Cassia and the others imagined. The three people looked defeated. Without any disguise, they pulled their luggage and boarded the merchant ship with a straight face. They had lost the consciousness that a beast should have. Everything has been resolved in the underground mine tunnels, and it seems that they really have nothing to worry about. Although the resolution of this matter has nothing to do with them, their current status is just as returning passengers.

Watching them enter the merchant ship, they seemed to be swallowed up by something. Kara stood up, and the sniper rifle was quickly disassembled into parts and placed into the leather box on the side. Then she looked around to make sure that no one could see her figure on the roof. Then he picked up the clothes in a cloth bag next to the leather box. It was a brown cotton dress, of course, high heels and a denim straw hat. She threw the peaked hat aside and hurriedly put it on in the cool air by the Moon Lake. Then, with the soft sound of his heels clicking on the ground, he walked towards the merchant ship step by step, carrying a small and delicate-looking leather suitcase.

At the same time, Crichens also changed his clothes in the merchant ship's warehouse. He did not go to settle his wages, and the day's hard work did not leave much fatigue on his body. The weapons and equipment were brought up quietly while he was working as a coolie. He was now climbing a flight of stairs to the cabin. He was also a guest with a ticket.

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The alarms sounded all over Gerun Oasis at seven o'clock in the evening. The signal on the radio reached everyone's ears through the loudspeaker. It roughly meant that the black dust storm was coming tonight. Please don't go out casually. Stay home. If you encounter a power outage, please don't worry. This is a normal phenomenon. Once the black dust storm passes or the weather improves, maintenance personnel will be dispatched as soon as possible.

At this time, the city also lost its lights, no longer brilliant, and completely fell into darkness and silence. On the connecting street, except for the cold wind that became fierce and no longer comfortable, there was no one left. Everyone listened to the broadcast and consciously stayed in their houses. The wind whistled on the buildings everywhere, and various newspapers discarded in some alleys were dug out. The dates on them were already a month or two ago. They became the only moving newspapers on the street. thing.

"Meow meow, come back soon." This was in a house at the end of the street. A little girl with a single ponytail was waving to a tabby cat. The wind blowing in from the window made her squint her eyes. I only had a bit of fish in my hand that I didn’t know where to get. It should have been slowly fried in a pan with some oil, and it still smelled of coriander.

The tabby cat was on the eaves facing the window. He probably smelled the smell, waggled his tail, meowed a few times and jumped into the room where the little girl was. After eating the fish in the little girl's hand, he didn't forget to lick it. .Lick clean the oil stains on your palms. The numbing feeling made the little girl giggle, and she did not forget to touch the cat's head with her other hand. The strong wind was still blowing, and the thick curtains around the little girl were rolled up and dancing in the air. The square sky framed by the window is a world like a huge curtain with a black background. Countless white lightnings suddenly cracked on it, lighting up the entire sky and the clouds rolling like waves.

"Nunnally, don't stand at the window, come here quickly." It was her mother's voice. Nunally knew that in the white light transmitted through the window, she saw her mother trotting over quickly, and opened the window with a "pop" sound. The whole thing was closed, and the heavy curtains were drawn. "Go to the hall. There are snacks you like there. Dad is also there." The woman knelt down and hugged the little girl, urging her to hurry over.

Perhaps remembering that there were still many windows left open, the woman just coaxed Nunnally to leave and then walked to other rooms. The glass window began to shake at this moment. It was the vibration of thunder that came through the air in advance, and the ground beneath my feet was shaking together. The sirens around me didn't stop, and then the thunder came over with rolling power like a tsunami. The light of lightning even penetrated the thick curtains, reflecting a bright corner in the dark room.

As soon as the last window was closed heavily, raindrops began to fall, hitting the window diagonally. The pattering sound made the woman feel a little depressed. Maybe it was because she had seen such a turbulent sky just now. She prayed in her heart. She had never seen such a sky before. It seemed like a ferocious... devil.

As if the prayer had an effect, a duller voice rang out, overwhelming all the violent thunder. All the people in the city of Gerun raised their heads with thoughtful expressions, and their eyes looked in the direction of the port - the merchant ships set off in this night of violent black dust.

Alas, the plot is progressing slowly, please try your best to be patient. I am also looking for the reasons to correct them, and I hope to have a sense of rhythm as soon as possible.