Steampunk Era: Mad Abield
Chapter 1108: Section 691: Wish (4)

Chapter 1108: Section 691: Wish (4)

In terms of food, Goethe isn’t particular, aside from the gourmet dishes made by the Thainan cook during his childhood. He mostly gnawed on cold battlefield rations in the trenches. So, the luxury of food isn’t a concern for Goethe. Whether it tastes good is Goethe’s eternal pursuit — it’s his greatest dream on the battlefield.

Of course, this dream has seldom materialized, given that the Thainan cook from his family grew old, and the new local cook only knows how to make sausage stuffed with various spices from Thainan, which she flamboyantly calls Sydney’s classic red sausage.

Red your head, you foolish woman; your lordship has never eaten this so-called classic from my childhood!

As he complained and waited for food during the five-minute interval, Goethe noticed a new hourly news update on the big screen across the road.

The guy named Domingo appeared on the screen once again.

"It’s time for the hourly news, I want to share some good news with everyone. Just now, our Carterburg mobile police team officers raided the new immigrant district, capturing Liu Jin Kangrong, the leader among immigrants from Eastern countries, and Ali Dusangli from Central countries. I believe their arrest can foster mutual understanding between both sides, as they’ve been placed in the same cell. If they can’t learn to be considerate of each other, then I can’t predict how these two, dressed in restraints, will kill each other."

Beyond narration, this guy also gave a special close-up shot of the two guys being tied up.

This made Goethe feel that the future world seemed too gentle — such rebellious thieves would be hanged altogether in their time.

Take Malin’s group’s immigrants from the North, for example. They must work diligently upon arriving in Carterburg. If they dare to set up their own base and oppose the group, Malin absolutely won’t hold back.

Although these immigrants are indeed sensible and lacking rebellion, no one would ever tolerate such matters.

This world is too gentle.

With this thought, Goethe saw Domingo receive a piece of paper handed over from off-camera.

"Ah, my mates, I’ve just received the numbers for the new issue of the dead lottery. During the raid stage, 117 people from Eastern countries died, and 159 from Central countries died. Do these new immigrants think our free city’s police officers are harmless little cuties? This time, I believe quite a few folks have profited, no matter what. Hopefully, after this, the immigrant gangs will stay honest for a while."

Accepting the fried rice handed over by Machine Soul, Goethe raised his eyebrows — he took back his previous statement. Truly, it’s Carterburg, even after two millennia, even after becoming a free city, the wild heart of man and nature from back then hasn’t been lost. To deal with these rebels, they should strike hard!

"Ah, there’s another piece of news. Our King’s Majesty has decided to choose The Queen himself, hahaha, that’s truly the decisiveness an emperor should possess. Speaking of which, I really hold no affection for those old nobles. This is also good news... wait a second, a viewer just called in saying I’m slandering the nobles. Old pal, you must be a noble, right? Let me tell you, in our free city, we only acknowledge the king’s majesty. Go back to your territory, you pest!"

With this guy on the screen raising both hands and extending his middle fingers, the people nearby watching the news erupted into an enthusiastic reaction.

No, you deserve credit, Carterburg! I wrongly blamed you! You are truly partners of the royalty! Long live Sydney!

Following the crowd’s shout, Goethe happily used his spoon to scoop a bite of fried rice into his mouth, then his eyes brightened — this taste, it turned out to be the deliciousness cooked by the Machine Soul!

If I could live here and not experience all this in a dream, how wonderful that would be.

......

Though Malin very much wants to open a teleportation channel and directly bring his wives to Regensburg’s palace, after much consideration, Malin still wants to leave a good impression on the citizens, so he can only sit in the convoy, letting his wives experience the city’s prosperity.

Having seen the Eastern human world, Malin doesn’t feel that Carterburg is crowded, but then again, precisely because of this, the resilience of the Western human world is so admirable — you see, even with such a loss of population, humanity hasn’t stopped moving forward; they continue striving to change this world.

Arriving at the palace, Malin got out of the car, opened the door for his beloved ones, and the group entered the palace.

Though Lady Manli is no longer present, her two half-elven stewards remain. As soon as they saw Malin and his companions, these stewards immediately split their duties, one went to find Lady Anna, and the other led Malin and them to the inner hall.

Soon, Anna and Lena came over, and among them, Lena upon pushing open the door, instinctively placed her hand on the holster at her waist.

Truly deserving of being a high-awareness Transcendent, vastly more perceptive than the general Transcendent encountered along the way.

Malin sat on the length of the bench, flanked by Faye and Nova, with Maya leading her sisters to stand behind Malin, facing the finally door-busting Anna with the most harmless posture, Malin smiled and nodded.

"I’ve always evaluated you from the perspectives of a genius, a superhero, or through an impossible-to-traverse common logic, but you still presented me with a novel, indescribable dilemma, Malin... or, are you still Malin?"