Steel steam and flame

Cassia had no measure of time. When he woke up, he found that he was no longer lying on the metal table in the laboratory. Around him is now a piece of scorched earth swept by flames. The extremely high temperature flames have turned all the gravel on the ground into glass-like objects. Only the foundations and charred tree stumps covered by black ashes on the ground can show that this place once was. There are traces of human habitation.

The wind is still blowing around, cooling but not losing the warmth, and occasionally there will be a soft and delicate rain in the air.

It was clearly spring weather, but there was no trace of the throbbing of life on the surrounding black earth. Even the seeds with the most tenacious vitality were completely turned into ashes under the sweep of the flames, and were then carried to unknown directions by the strong wind.

He didn't know where this place was, so he could only walk very, very far in one direction with his head down. The dark and scorched earth around him was disappearing little by little, and his bare upper body was completely wet by the drizzle. By sucking the water droplets condensed on his arms, his thirsty throat, which was as dry as a desert, finally became less angry.

"Where is this?" The voice kept echoing around me. The surrounding area is obviously an extremely wide plain-like field, so vast that you can't even see the edge. You can only see the overlapping black and blue lines that gradually intersect with the sky, but the sound can still echo here.

Still no answer. Why are there no answers to my questions? Cassia was a little irritable, her throat was even more thirsty, and the water droplets gradually gathering on her arms were not enough for her needs.

I needed to find water, in this searing, scorched land where nothing seemed possible. Cassia wanted to find a commanding height to increase her field of vision. When he woke up, he saw a black blurry shadow in the distance, but after walking for a long time, the distance between the two still seemed to be parallel.

"Shouldn't I be lying on the metal table?" The boy's lips were dry and cracked, and there was bright red flesh inside, but it seemed difficult to tell whether there was blood in his desert-like body.

"Shouldn't I be undergoing some kind of surgery?"

"Shouldn't I be in the underground laboratory of the biology building of the military school?"

"Why am I here?"

Cassia had many questions in her heart, but there was not even a living thing around to answer him. There was only the wind blowing all the time and the occasional drizzle.

The rain is very sweet. He did not forget to comment that spring rain does have a different flavor, which is the flavor of life.

It seems that there is no night or day here yet. The sky has always been like a burning flame, with bright red and pitch black covered by black smoke. They are stretched into a long ribbon covering it.

The red color of the sky is really too bright, as if their fuel is scarlet blood, with an endless supply, otherwise how could something as boundless as the sky be ignited and burned blazingly.

The ground turned back into black scorched earth, and it was impossible for life to exist in this area. Cassia looked at the wet black ashes under her feet, and her white shoes had been stained with another layer of new clothes. He walked through a broken glass-like scorch mark on the ground that was burned by the flames. It was a shocking mark, and you could even feel the temperature of the flames at that time.

I don’t know how long she walked, but Cassia gradually felt that there was no strength in her body. His steps began to shake, and he fell to the ground in the next step. His body was immediately covered in black like thirsty blood, and a huge shadow enveloped him the moment he fell.

When he raised his head, the blurry shadow in the distance was already standing in front of him.

This was a battleship broken in the middle. Its wreckage was so huge that the bright red light in the sky was temporarily blocked by it. This is a mountain made of steel. The black outer shell has experienced countless years of natural erosion. The huge gears, turning shafts, complete missile bodies, and broken bodies scattered around are covered with red rust.

Now they just stand quietly on this black scorched earth, with no language of life, only the mournful sound of the wind blowing on them.

Cassia struggled to stand up and walked step by step around the wreckage. He saw the shocking wound in the center of the battleship. Most of the alloy in the wound took the shape of lava that had lost its temperature and condensed. Due to the scorching heat, most of the battleship's main body was melted into metallic liquid, and then the parts below that were still barely connected could not withstand the huge pressure and broke suddenly, finally falling onto the scorched earth. What kind of flame should it look like to have the power to melt such a huge battleship into molten iron?

There was no one around to answer.

Continuing forward, not far away is a cannon barrel that fell apart due to the huge impact. The caliber exceeds Cassia's height, and the rusty death spiral inside no longer has a sharp taste, but the invisible darkness in the depths still seems to show that it is still a steel dragon that can breathe fire.

After bypassing the ten-meter-long gun barrel, the unique sound of steam parts came from the front, which was the hissing sound of a broken gas valve.

Cassia's face showed surprise. It turned out that there were other voices in this world.

Familiar white steam columns appeared in her pupils. Cassia rarely smiled and wanted to cry with joy, but she no longer had the moisture needed for tears. The chapped lips were stretched and painful from the movement of the muscles on the face to smile.

The steam column is also lingering, but this does not prevent it from carrying a large amount of water vapor.

This is a rubber pipe as thick as an arm. The air valve at the bottom has been corroded and has a gap due to rust, and steam is gushing out from it. The other end of the hose is connected to a complicated machine, with gears and shafts scattered all over the floor. However, under the sound of steam gushes, you can still hear the subtle sound of gear rotation. This machine, like the steam, is still doing the final work. moan.

Cassia took off her wet pants and used them to cover the gap in the air valve to collect moisture in the steam. After repeating it several times, I finally felt traces of liquid flowing in my body, and my thirsty throat no longer burned.

He finally had the energy to look at the noisy machines around him again. The pile of gears has been eroded by nature, staining the surrounding land with red rust. There is a corner of a pitch-black card exposed inside. It is a password card, and its style is not much different from the current password card.

Cassia picked up the password card, but naturally did not leave any traces of them on it. Although the card has lost its original luster, the gears still intact inside indicate that it is still functional. There was a card slot next to it, and Cassia judged that the steam hose connected to it should be a molecule on the battleship's analysis machine.

The password card was easily swallowed by the incomplete analysis machine, and then the sound of the gears inside increased a bit, but after waiting for a while, nothing changed around it. It was a boring act in the first place, and Cassia would not expect that the warship that had become a wreck could miraculously fly again. The lack of changes in the surroundings was the most normal result. After resting enough, he felt that he had some strength in his body. He was going to observe the wreckage of the battleship again to find a suitable path for the next climb.

Then as soon as he stood up, there was an electronic sound unique to radio machinery coming from around him.

"Hello, human friend." A few words came from the analysis machine, and the voice was like this world with a flaming sky. It had no life, no power, and only the same gasping as Cassia, and the same breathing valve as the steam valve.