"Sea train...what does it look like?"

Donald looked at the coastal platform in front of him and the sea tracks surrounding Wangque Island further out, imagining the appearance of a train moving on it.

Occasionally, the sea breeze blows, and the waves of the sea will submerge a part of the railway track, which becomes the track in the sea.

"What I'm curious about now is how this car will be driven at sea. It doesn't matter if it is occasionally wiped by the sea water, but it doesn't rain in Demingham all year round, and there are high tides and low tides. What should I do when it’s raining or when the tide is high?”

Stephanie stood on the bank and looked at the railway tracks below. There were many similar platforms set up in Wangque District. They were actually small stone banks with stairs leading directly to the sea and a platform extending outwards.

This may be a newly built train platform for the convenience of people getting on and off the train. Similar existences exist in several other places in Wangque District.

"I heard that it is a track that can be raised and lowered. There is a special control room. At a certain time, there will be a special person who will raise or sink the entire track. It should have been prepared for a long time... I will also know what the situation is. I don't know. As for what this sea train looks like, I remember that some time ago, a news agency went to the Whale's factory for on-site shooting, but what was photographed was only a shell. We'll find out later."

Putting the pocket watch in his hand back in his pocket, Burns leaned forward and stretched his neck, looking at the track below. He wasn't exactly a big guy who only knew how to exercise.

咻~pop!

Fireworks exploded in mid-air, and Donald turned his head to see a crowd of people gathered in the large square by the coast in the distance.

"It seems that the celebration is about to start, let's go there soon."

Throwing the pebble she found out of nowhere into the sea, Susanna straightened her clothes. Today's main event is about to begin.

**

On the other side, Mathil Tate and her friends had just come out of a clothing store, and her clothes had already changed into a more gorgeous set.

"Miss, the celebration is about to begin. The master ordered me to bring you to the scene on time."

The attendant, who was only a little older than Mathiere, carried five or six bags of clothes and shoes in each hand, and there was an unconcealed contempt in his eyes as he spoke.

When he turned around, he put on a kind and friendly smile.

"Understood, isn't the car right next to it? It's a few minutes away, what are you in a hurry... You go and drive first, my stomach is not feeling well, drive the car to the door and wait for me."

Martiel, who was about to leave, only felt uncomfortable in her stomach, so she casually explained, trotted into the clothing store behind her, and asked the waiter for the location of the toilet inside.

"Miss, I... sir, can you help me with these things? I'll go drive."

Originally, he wanted to follow him every step of the way, but in the current situation, it seems that it is difficult to do so. The attendants thought that it was only a few minutes, and this clothing store was the place they had just entered.

The attendant chose to relax temporarily.

And once this kind of negligence is caught, it is fatal.

Mathil, who was running anxiously in the clothing store, finally found the toilet and pushed open the door to go in. There were people waiting behind the door for a long time!

The car arrived and the things were put away. Mathil's friends got in the car one after another, but Mathiere hadn't come out yet.

"Wait a minute. Mathil loves to be clean. The toilets in this kind of place must not be to her liking. They need to be cleaned up."

Since the Lord is not there, the other two girls' words inevitably have some yin and yang strangeness.

With Mathiere's temperament, one can imagine what kind of friends he can make.

He was with her all day, and he was given a few words of training. He was a escort, part-time servant, punching bag, thug...

No resentment, that's fake.

However, when anger returned, people still had to find it. The attendant walked into the clothing store, asked where the toilet was, and ran over there.

After struggling at the door for a while, if someone is "busy" inside, he interrupts outside, and after coming out, he must be scolded...

She could only carefully put her ear to the door and listen to the sound for a while.

Brows gradually furrowed.

"Miss, are you inside? Miss? Mathil... Is there anyone inside?"

No one answered, and the attendant's face immediately became extremely gloomy. After asking a question, he kicked the door open and rushed in directly.

He opened all the wooden doors in the toilet in succession, but no one was seen.

"How could this be, man? Miss Mathil? Miss Mathiere!!"

His face turned from gloomy to blue, and then turned pale again. As a bodyguard, he lost his master with him. This kind of consequence was absolutely unbearable for him.

Pacing in the women's toilet until the waiter at the clothing store heard a voice running in from outside.

"Sir, this is the women's toilet, how can you be here? Please leave quickly, or I will consider calling the police!"

It was also the first time that this waiter met a customer who ran to the women's toilet of the clothing store. This is Wangque Island, and it is not the chaotic boundary of the land area.

However, when the "pervert" in the toilet turned his head, the waiter's throat seemed to be blocked. What he saw was a pair of red eyes and a pale face...

"Do you have any other toilets here, eh? Are there any!"

The attendant took a quick step and put his hands on the shoulders of the attendant, with a questioning tone in his tone, more of a pleading.

He wished the man in front of him could tell him that there was a toilet upstairs, and that Mathil Tate was actually up there and not here.

"We only have one toilet..."

It's a desperate reality.

"Does your store have a back door? It can't be opened normally. Can anyone come in through the back door?"

The attendants still couldn't believe the fact that Mathil had disappeared. They were always at the door. If there was no back door, then the kidnapper might still stay in the clothing store. Even if he digs three feet, he has to... .

"There is a back door, right next to it."

Another ruthless announcement interrupted.

The attendant seemed to have been beaten on the head, and his whole body shook violently, and then he slowly slid down against the wall as if his energy had been taken away.

"It's over..."

Whether or not he can be found in the end, his future is over at this moment.

**

In the square, after the fireworks were released, the speech stand was built long ago. From front to back, there were a total of a dozen chairs in two rows. All of them were prominent figures in Demingham, and then they were their personal guards. With his family, there is a circle of police to maintain order on the scene, and the outermost is the civilian area where Donald and his party are located.

"Gentlemen and ladies, it's an honor to be able to..."

In the same speech, Donald looked at the old man in traditional formal attire on the stage and directly looked away.

She took a few steps back and waited outside for the speech above to end.

A few people took turns, and there would be bursts of applause from time to time. Donald was a little impatient waiting outside, and then he heard a sudden burst of cheers from the crowd.

Tom! tom! tom!

This time it was the sound of a salute, three times.

beep~

In the sound of the whistle, a huge steel ship began to sail from the sea in the distance. Even the one Donald and Anthony saw when they first went out to sea could not compare with it.

The crowd suddenly made a noise, and everyone rushed to the shore, just to see the ship docked at the first time.

As the ships gradually approached, Donald finally saw the state of the ships in this era, not to mention the top, at least the first-line ships.

The length of the head and tail is more than 70 meters, and the height is the part below the surface of the sea, at least 0 meters above the sea. The huge hull docks, which can be said to cover the sky and the sun, and it is majestic!

Donald looked at the ship carefully and compared it with those big ships he had seen in his previous life.

The differences naturally exist, and they are quite large.

The different technological states of the two worlds make the ship in front of me look very unique.

A large amount of mechanical equipment is hung on the gray steel hull. Unlike the smooth sides of the previous life, the side of the steel ship has many mechanical metal pieces that are similar to feathers. It is still close to the sea. It is equipped with several large structures similar to exhaust fans.

A large number of gears and mechanical pipes are placed in these structures, which should be extremely messy arrangements~lightnovelpub.net~ On the whole, there is a strange beauty that makes people unable to live without eyes.

On the deck, you can only see part of it from Donald's point of view, but you can still vaguely see some tall forts and mechanical lookouts. And a giant crane!

That's right, this black hanging frame is the most conspicuous existence that the people below can see. The top is inclined towards the sky, and the iron hooks below are connected with a large number of iron chains.

"It's really spectacular...Is this the Dawn? It's a legendary ship that only appears in dreams!"

Dawn, the name of the ship in front of me, it didn't use someone's name like other ships.

Don't get me wrong, it's not that no one wants to name it after his own name. This is a ship that can be recorded in the historical chronicles. Using his own name is equivalent to leaving a trace in history forever.

However, no one has such a great reputation to support this kind of behavior, even the mayor of Demingham, still does not have high enough merit to name it.

As for the lord of the empire, he already had a royal ship named after him, and repetition is naturally not allowed.

Therefore, at the end of the debate, it was decided by popular vote.

It is precisely because of this that the people of Demingham have great affection for the ship whose name was voted for by themselves. As long as it appears, the cheers will last for a long time.

"Look, the crane moves, and the loading of the sea train begins!"

With a squeak of mechanical rotation, the sea train finally came to unveil its veil.