, those pioneers who have not completely abandoned the ideal of "industrial sanctification" are still full of daydreams and... envy.

After Xia Xiu listened quietly, a strange look flashed in his eyes, and he secretly complained in his heart:

"The people of the Gear Orthodox Church are really very smug. Why does this hymn feel so stinky? Aren't all the pioneers of the Industrial Cathedral so pompous?"

He did not speak out his thoughts frankly, but changed the subject, with a hint of regret in his tone:

"The poem is good, and you memorized it very well. However, I have very sorry news to tell you - Joseph is dead, and there is not even a scrap left."

"ah?"

Mole's face instantly froze.

That kind of solemnity and solemnity was replaced by endless confusion in an instant, as if what the director just said was a big joke, which was difficult for him to understand.

He stared at Xia Xiu blankly, his lips slightly opened, but unable to make a sound.

Regarding the underground civilization, the only people who know about it are the Kingdom of Heaven, the professor team at the University of Michigan, and the Orthodox Church.

Tianguo and the University of Michigan obviously have no interest in publicizing this matter.

As for the Orthodox Church who lost a holy builder, they must have dealt with the matter with a secretive attitude of not mourning and secretly taking revenge.

Therefore, although the 'Great Joseph' was tricked to death, he is still alive in the hearts of many believers and the outside world.

"Joseph Brantley is dead?" This made the Mole unable to accept it at once.

How could the majestic "holy builder" of the Gear Orthodox Church and the "legend" of the cathedral just... die?

There was a look of astonishment and confusion on his face, and he seemed to be digesting this huge contrast in his heart, and even his own thinking stopped for a moment.

The sudden blankness in his heart made him feel that all his admiration and praise instantly lost their footing.

He stood there blankly with his mouth open, as if there were thousands of gears turning in his mind, but none of them could successfully mesh and operate.

Countless poems and praises about Joseph flashed through his mind, the glorious deeds he had memorized during his childhood studies, who had served as ideal role models...

Snap!

Dead?

Xia Xiu looked at Mole's silly expression and couldn't help but want to laugh, but managed to hold back.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and said slowly:

"Well, the way he died...I guess telling you about it will increase your disillusionment."

Xia Xiu continued:

"Listening to your poem, it's obvious that you knew he was the designer of Barbatos' steel frame, but you didn't know he was also the current driver.

Well, maybe he wasn't the driver before and took over later. That's why you are surprised."

Mole's expression was still confused, as if he had not yet recovered from his confusion.

Xia Xiu raised his eyebrows and smiled at the mole:

"I'm telling you this because I not only obtained the secret key of Barbatos in the Earth's Core Civilization, but also found the lost mechanical city-state of Armoni."

The mole's pupils shrank slightly, and he finally had some reaction. The civilization of the center of the earth, the city-state of Armoni...

These words seemed to evoke some mechanical mystical memories deep in his heart.

Xia Xiu continued:

"At the same time, I also found a wise man who was lost in the city-Mr. Brass."

"He possesses a lot of lost city-state knowledge and mechanical blueprints, and for some reason he has been staying in the Alchemy Engineering Department of Heaven some time ago.

A few days ago, I have applied to transfer him to the Management Bureau as a mechanical consultant. Moreover, I plan to transfer him to your Science Society."

Mole's eyes finally refocused, and the shock in his heart seemed to be somewhat diluted by the new information.

He nodded, but the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, but he still could not completely calm down his emotions.

Xia Xiu looked at Mole, smiled slightly, and continued:

"Your secret key slot is faster than the advancement speed of Moon Rabbit and Green Bull, so it should be just a step away. Mr. Brass can help you achieve a breakthrough. You can take this opportunity to redesign Barbatos'

Steel skeleton.”

A hint of excitement finally appeared on Mole's face, and the confusion in his heart disappeared instantly.

He looked at Xia Xiu with excitement and expectation in his eyes:

"You mean...I can..."

"That's right," Xia Xiu nodded slightly, "You can prepare to design your own mechanical master incarnation skeleton and be ready to join the ranks of masters."

Mole's eyes were full of unconcealable excitement and shock, and his heart was tumbling. He had lost his composure too many times today. In fact, every piece of news from the director impacted his outlook like thunder.

Xia Xiu looked at the excited Mole and smiled slightly.

Among the three special operators in the current management bureau, the one he admires the most is Mole.

As the leader of the Scientific Society, Mole never let him down.

Mole's mood swings did not last long. After a moment of silence, he quickly regained his composure and once again showed the calm and cool demeanor that a special operator should have.

He looked at the director, without saying too much, but suddenly bowed deeply to Xia Xiu.

The meaning of this bow was tacitly understood by both of them.

Mole was expressing his gratitude and respect, but Xia Xiu did not stop his move, and there was no unnecessary politeness.

After the mole bowed, Xia Xiu casually threw the cube in his hand towards the mole accurately.

The blue-purple light drew an arc in the air, and the mole steadily caught the terrifying [Thought-Destroying Cube].

Then, the silver cane in Xia Xiu's hand gently poked the spirit sucker leader who was lying on the ground as limp as a dead dog.

This guy's limbs were completely twisted and deformed, and he collapsed on the ground, unable to resist.

Xia Xiu glanced at Mole, and his voice had a touch of coldness:

"Take this guy to the interrogation department. I want to get some useful information from his watery brain."

"The appearance of such a dangerous thing in this world has completely violated the treaty between the Kingdom of Heaven and the New Alliance."

Xia Xiu said, paused slightly, a trace of disdain flashed in his golden eyes, obviously already aware of this kind of thing:

"It is estimated that some Xinmeng agency is stealing in and colluding with smuggling."

Mole nodded slightly, his eyes flashed, and he already understood what the director meant.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, Xia Xiu continued:

"You ask the Secretariat to send a diplomatic notice to the Kingdom of Ilishid and publish it in the name of the Kingdom of Heaven."

He slowly turned the silver cane in his hand and finally said:

"If they still want to make trouble, then it won't be the Administration and the New Alliance who will play with them."

The Mole lowered his head slightly and replied respectfully:

"yes."

Then, he turned around, held the [Thought-Destroying Cube] in his hand, and personally escorted the leader of the Spirit-suckers, who was covered in scars and with a face full of despair, to the prison car.

The limbs of the leader of the spirit suckers have been ruthlessly broken, his face is full of pain and humiliation, and his eyes are full of fear and despair.

He has completely become a prisoner and is about to usher in the next few steps of the 'Great Memory Restoration Technique'.

As Xia Xiu said, after he experiences all this, he may be left with an indelible impression on the land of Terra and the hospitality here - of course, that is assuming he can still come out of the interrogation room alive.

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Xia Xiu watched quietly as the management team escorted the prisoners away until they disappeared from sight.

He narrowed his golden eyes slightly, then raised his left hand and made a special gesture. His index finger and thumb formed a pistol posture, and he aimed lightly into the distance. A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth and he clasped his fingers lightly.

"Bang--"

He softly made a firing motion, which seemed unusually casual and cynical.

At the same time, in the distance, several penguins that had been crawling on the front line of the war-torn suppression suddenly screamed.

The cameras they use to capture scenes of frontline suppression are all kinds of weird. Some cameras look like items from the wizarding world, decorated with detailed magic runes and strange wand handles; there are cameras with a steampunk style, and the body is covered with gears, copper pipes and

Clockwork; there are also some cameras that look more like synthetic biological machinery. When the lens is turned, it can also make a whispering sound similar to a biological.

There is even a camera shaped like a retro record player, with the camera lens shaped like a small record.

"Fuck!!!"

“I spent three months’ salary on the Porter camera!!!”

"Quack!! My 2077 limited camera!?"

Just after Xia Xiu made that "bang" gesture, these cameras exploded one after another, with lenses and bodies flying everywhere and making harsh mechanical tearing sounds.

The explosion shocked the penguins so much that they let out a sharp "quacking" sound. They hurriedly retreated and did not dare to move.
To be continued...