Chapter 1019: Chapter 86: The Paradise of Avalon
The Upper City is built underground.
To be precise, it is a semi-underground design.
The entire design concept of Avalon is sowhat similar to a survival ga Wang Yunxiao heard of before his traversal, where one uses their wits against cunning opponents. It features a towering yet enigmatic building at its core, around which circles of streets are arranged.
The city’s radius is approximately three to four kiloters, with the outer layer enclosed by a high concrete wall, about twenty ters tall, half of which is underground, so from the outside it looks about ten ters high.
Normal city construction is usually near a water source, on high and flat terrain, to avoid flooding.
Being a local of Tiann City, Wang Yunxiao was well-versed in this. Tiann, located at the confluence of nine rivers, always had poor feng shui, with Nantong District being a low-lying area, where houses couldn’t sell for much, and during sumr rains, they would end up soaked, akin to pickled grandchildren.
However, the British went against the norm and created this semi-subrged design, which Wang Yunxiao couldn’t understand at all.
One can only say they must have had an intricate scientific calculation; there must be a reason for doing so.
The entire city is ticulously designed and crafted; everywhere one can see crisscrossing tal pipelines, along with white steam spouting from the carved vents.
The streets are almost devoid of people, except for flamboyantly dressed Scavengers like them, and a variety of chanical puppets.
Both humanoid and non-humanoid chanical puppets have taken over the work of the lower working class, moving up and down the streets. So puppets carry various cargoes on their backs, while others are responsible for trimming the greenery and maintaining various facilities.
Of course, the most important is the blue sky and white clouds above, which Wang Yunxiao observed for the first ti upon arriving in Lanton. It seed as if the inside and outside of the city wall were entirely different worlds.
It made him spontaneously wonder if he had traversed to so other place again.
“It’s all fake.”
Yan Yu’an whispered from beside him.
“Fake?”
Wang Yunxiao was startled. What was fake?
“Similar to a mirage principle, this is a technology that uses artificial ans to project illusions in the sky. The sunlight, and even the wind… it’s all fabricated. Many people in the Upper City couldn’t stand this kind of illusion and chose to emigrate overseas.”
Yan Yu’an explained in a low voice.
Good heavens, is this a large-scale virtual reality ga scene?
Wang Yunxiao couldn’t help but take another look, unable to discern any signs of fabrication, and couldn’t help clicking his tongue in amazent.
Li Mumu would probably love this place.
In conversation with her earlier, she once ntioned that in her future era she enjoyed playing those open-world virtual gas, creating a character to roam aimlessly across the Otherworld continent.
Li Mumu might have thought he didn’t understand, so she explained it in detail.
Wang Yunxiao understood but didn’t feel much about it, after all, the level of scientific developnt in Li Mumu’s world line was far more advanced than he rembered.
His understanding of gas was still at the level of forming guilds to farm dungeons for in-ga currency.
Thankfully, the map provided by Mr. Hols was very simplified where needed and sufficiently detailed where necessary, so the three of them did not get lost and followed the map’s directions all the way to the entrance of the Imperial Academy of Sciences.
A higher institution…
Wang Yunxiao’s feeling about it was—damn, it’s high!
This school was built like a castle, and it even had a towering tower soaring into the clouds.
According to the map, that tower should be the Astronomy Tower of the school.
As Wang Yunxiao and the others entered the school, it coincidentally struck noon; the bronze do of the octagonal Astronomy Tower began rotating open slowly, making clattering sounds of gears and chains shing.
With the ringing of the clock tower, one by one, figures opened their arms and leapt from the top of the tower.
“Is this… are they too stressed from studying?”
“No, I think they must be playing with sothing like gliders.”
Yan Yu’an was also a bit unsure, as the scene appeared rather bizarre and shocking.
Wang Yunxiao focused his gaze and discovered that those students lining up to jump off the building indeed piloted various kinds of machinery; so had wings attached to their backs, others embedded themselves into small helicopters.
There was even soone with a tal hat and a propeller on top jumping down.
Even Doraemon would call this aweso.
“Ah—bang!”
The guy with the hat managed to stay airborne for less than three seconds before starting to free fall, followed by the panic-stricken screams of female students from below the Astronomy Tower.
For a mont, the students wandering idly around the campus were all drawn to the commotion; those eager for excitent ran towards it, and the rest began gossiping incessantly.
“What’s that supposed to be?”
“Performance art, maybe?”
No matter what, the incident further reduced the presence of the three, allowing them to reach the teaching building smoothly.
“Isn’t it a bit too smooth?”
Wang Yunxiao was a bit puzzled.
“If once is a coincidence, is this ti also a coincidence?”
“Then we’d better make haste.”
Likewise, as a worker in a special departnt, Yan Yu’an didn’t believe in coincidences, but having gotten this far, the imdiate priority was the mission objective.
The intelligence regarding the British governnt’s future strategic planning against Ming Country was the kind of information worth their utmost efforts.
If necessary, they could even consider risking their lives.
Maxwell’s professor’s office wasn’t a secure facility. According to the information provided by Hols, he would habitually go to an off-campus restaurant for lunch every noon, then head ho for a nap. No classes were scheduled for him that afternoon, so they should not encounter the professor himself if all went well.
They had ample ti to gather intelligence.
The only problem was—what counts as valuable intelligence?
As Cheng Feng skillfully picked the office door lock and the three of them entered, the first thing they saw was a file loaded in a mine cart.
Yes, a mine cart, although not very large, about one cubic ter in size, but a mine cart nonetheless.
Despite this being an area where the technological path seed to have diverged wildly, it’s still surprising to see anyone setting up a track in their office with a mine cart on it.
This track was laid on the ceiling, seemingly able to transport docunts… or even people to other places at any ti.
Moreover, the office’s layout was beyond the three’s expectations; it felt as if the professor, for his research, had at least broken through five layers of walls of adjacent rooms to combine the rooms together.
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