Struggle in the Steam Age

The street where workers gather in the gear district is usually empty of traffic. If you have to say it, then only the dung carts on the suburban farms will stop at the public toilets on the street for a while when needed.

But at noon on this day, a carriage that would never appear on this street suddenly appeared here. Under the curious eyes of the children playing on the street, a young man with white hair and blue eyes opened the door and got out of the car.

"Good afternoon, Mr. August." The leading boy, who looked seven or eight years old, came over and bowed to Lawrence, and then asked timidly. "How is that...how is Jenny now?"

"Are you talking about the little daughter of Jimmy's family?" Lawrence said gently, "She has successfully recovered from the fever now. If there is no problem, she will fully recover in a month."

"That would be great." After hearing Lawrence's answer, the children smiled. At this time, a woman who heard the movement on the street opened the window and asked, "Mr. August, what are you doing here today?"

Because Lawrence successfully saved the Robert Iron Factory before, not only helped the people in the factory keep their jobs, but even because the new lighter became popular, the whole factory reached an unprecedented full-power production state, so that they had to leave from the block. Another 20 or 30 workers were hired as temporary workers.

So for Lawrence, who can provide everyone with jobs, and provide everyone with a relatively generous salary and bonus. Most people on the street respect him. So after he appeared on this street, many people poked their heads out of the windows or behind the door to ask him why he came.

"I heard that many people on this street are sick, so I came here to see if I can help you solve this problem." Seeing more and more open windows and doors around him, Lawrence raised his voice and said. "Well, from Jenny's body, I have already checked which kind of disease this time is, because the detected disease is an infectious disease. So I am here now to check the surrounding environment and see if it is What made Jenny sick."

"Is it an infectious disease?" "No wonder my husband has also had a fever these two days." After hearing Lawrence's words, the women around immediately started whispering, and several of the women whose family members were sick shouted loudly. "Mr. August, may I ask how to treat the patient?"

"I'll talk about it when I get back." Lawrence waved his hand slightly, then pointed to the tall water tower in the distance. "I need to check that water tower now, because this infectious disease is transmitted through unclean water sources, I suspect there may be a problem with that water tower."

"Old Huck, Mr. August needs to check the water tower." After hearing what Lawrence said, several impatient women shouted loudly in one direction. "Hurry up and bring the key to Mr. August."

"Here, here-" The door of a house not far away opened, and an old man with a cane limped out of the room. Lawrence noticed that there was something on his left leg. Injured so that the bones of the lower leg were twisted at a rather strange angle.

"You mean the water source is polluted?" The old man walked up to Lawrence and said a little unconvinced. "But I swear I climb up and down every day to check, and I never found anything wrong."

"I don't have any idea that you are not conscientious enough, sir." Lawrence said. At this time, he found that the old man was wearing a military uniform more than 20 years ago, so he approached the old man and whispered. "But I think you should know that there are many problems in this world that ordinary people cannot solve or even discover."

As a former soldier, the old man naturally knew what Lawrence said was the problem that ordinary people could not solve or even discover. So he immediately stopped muttering and put a big palm-sized key in Lawrence's hand.

"I understand what you are talking about, Mr. August." The old gentleman said when he put the key in Lawrence's hand, and then he asked in a low voice: "Do you need some weapons? My family And a very well maintained double-barreled shotgun."

"No, I'm carrying a weapon." Lawrence said and patted the waist of his coat lightly. The light metal friction sound indicated that Lawrence had his own pistol in the holster under his arm.

"It's time for us to go, old Jack." After showing off his weapons, Lawrence took a step back and shouted to the driver driving him. "Remember to bring my medicine kit."

"Understood, sir." The coachman agreed in an old voice, and then he took a suitcase from the luggage rack on the roof and carried it on his back, then followed Lawrence to the water tower.

"Come on!" "I hope you can find out where the problem is as soon as possible." People on the street looked at the backs of the two people and cheered for them, but no one found the window on the second floor of a house that was sealed by wooden boards. In the crack, a pair of bloodshot eyes stared maliciously at the backs of the two.

"Sure enough, this is where the problem lies." After Lawrence climbed to the side of the water tank of the water tower to take samples, he observed the samples with a microscope on the top of the water tower with the help of sunlight, and soon he found them in the samples. Traces of Salmonella typhi.

"Now we must hurry to the church and inform them to quickly purify the water tower." Lawrence muttered softly and stood up, but when he was about to turn around and go down, he suddenly felt that there seemed to be a guy quietly walking on the stairs behind him. Get closer to yourself.

[Magic Missile] Knowing that no one else would come up at this time, Lawrence bent down decisively and dodged to the side, and at the same time released magic towards the enemy's position he sensed.

After the magic missile was released, Lawrence immediately heard a dodging footstep behind him. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he turned around and looked in the direction of the sound, only to see a guy who wrapped himself tightly with a lot of rags appearing in front of him.

"Our medical expert still looks like a spellcaster?" came a hoarse voice from under the tattered face covering, as if scraping the bottom of a pot with a knife. "But that's fine, if I kill you, I should have a greater chance of gaining the favor of my lord—"

While the other side was chattering, Lawrence tried to catch the other side's let down and pounced. But he didn't find any weakness of the other party for him to attack until the other party finished speaking the whole sentence.

[Spider Web Art], but during this period of time, Lawrence realized that the other party was probably a rogue, a type of Transcendent who relied on mobility, so he released the only one in his hand at the moment the other party hadn't finished speaking. A magic that can limit the opponent's mobility, but this magic did not hit the prepared opponent.

"Ha, do you think you can hit me?" The guy rushed towards him while laughing at Lawrence, and Lawrence saw a very ominous blue faint light flashing on the dagger in the opponent's hand.

Seeing the opponent approaching, Lawrence immediately released [Missile Storm]. Under the pressure of continuous and extremely accurate missiles, the wanderer had to step back step by step to avoid the oncoming magic bullets.

At this time, Lawrence drew out his pistol and fired at the opponent again and again. In the storm of bullets and magic missiles, the rogue had to retreat again and again, and finally retreated directly to the entrance of the stairs leading to the top of the tower. But at this time, both the magic missiles of Missile Storm and the bullets in the pistol were all exhausted.

[Magic Missile], Lawrence released a magic attack again, but was blocked by the magic arm shield on the wanderer's left arm.

Just when he lowered his left arm and was about to mock this attack that looked like a dying struggle in his eyes, he suddenly heard the sound of something piercing through the air from under his feet.

"What—" Just when the wanderer felt that something was wrong and was about to flee, an iron chain with some kind of square metal weight on each end directly wrapped around his legs, and at the same time a series of huge and sacred The sound exploded in the ear. He immediately felt his brain buzzing, and then he didn't know anything when his eyes went dark.