"Well, Kenobi didn't make it as bad as it is now. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Rebecca pouted.

"You always mention Kenobi, what kind of person is that?" Alfie almost grew callousused at the name.

"A mechanical genius who is perfect in my eyes. Every time the name was mentioned, Rebecca's voice unconsciously revealed a strange tenderness.

"Mechanical genius, I wonder how it compares to the Grand Duke of Bavaria?" Alfie asked casually.

"Is there a comparison? When Kenobi debuted, the Bavarian Grand Duke didn't know where to drink milk!" Rebecca said with a disgraceful mouth, and the Bavarian Grand Duke who was so dominant on the mainland was so unworthy in her eyes.

Oh, sure enough, it's something out of the lover's eye. Alfie only dared to say this in his heart, and he could see that the relationship between Rebecca and that Kenobi was absolutely extraordinary.

'Wait a minute, what did I just hear. Rebecca's Kenobie seems to have appeared earlier than the Archduke of Bavaria, and if she wasn't lying, wouldn't it mean ......' Alfie's feet, Rebecca's words just now seemed to reveal something terrible.

"How shall we go?" asked Zambit, dumbfounded like a goose. By this time, the gate had been completely closed behind him, and he had completely lost his sense of direction due to the thick fog.

"Look at your feet. Alfie kindly reminded.

"Feet?" Zambit looked down suspiciously, they seemed to be standing on some kind of metal mesh belt, "What is this?"

Dobby's shrill voice answered him, "Stand firm! ”

Immediately afterwards, they felt a slight shaking under their feet, and the metal mesh belt under their feet actually moved with them.

After discovering this, the expressions of the three men were different: after enjoying the trebuchet treatment, Zambit apparently had an inexplicable fear of this mechanical device, and he stood motionless on the metal mesh belt at this time, for fear of being thrown off if he was not careful, Rebecca was pretending to be calm, although there was nothing unusual in her facial expression, but if you looked closely, you could see that her hands were nervously clutching the placket of her clothes, apparently it was the first time she had encountered such a thing, and Alfie showed such an expression, this kind of elevator-like conveyor belt he had sat on a lot。

"Huh-" Dobby's surprised voice came from the PA device, apparently surprised by Alfie's performance. Alfie was the calmest of all the people he had ever seen riding the conveyor belt for the first time.

After hearing Dobby's surprise, Alfie had a look of surprise on her face. Dobby must not have thought that this casual voice would make Alfie conclude that he must have the means to spy on them through the fog. This realization caused Alfie to have a sense of foreboding.

The conveyor belt hadn't gone far before Alfie felt a darkness in front of them, in a shadow, apparently approaching the tall buildings within the walls of the lab.

"Zambit, can you see what those buildings look like?" Alfie asked suddenly.

"How is it possible to see such a thick fog. ”

"Then what are you looking around stupidly?"

"Who are you talking about? If it weren't for your poor health and I didn't want to deal with you, believe it or not, I'd slap you away!" Zambit said, grabbing Alfie and glaring at him.

"Alas, you're too boring to joke about. Okay, okay, can't you count me wrong?" Seeing that Zambit was rude, Alfie readily confessed. No one noticed that in the small chaos, something slipped from Alfie's body and into the grass next to the conveyor belt.

Rebecca gave Alfie a cold look, the bard was getting bolder and daring to ignore his own warnings, and it seemed that he must teach him a good lesson if he had the opportunity to do so.

While Alfie and Zambit were fighting, the conveyor belt carried them into the lab. As soon as they entered the laboratory, they immediately felt a sense of enlightenment, the dense fog outside seemed to be cut off by something, and even breathing felt much easier.

The interior of the laboratory is 20 meters high, and the area covers an area of tens of thousands of square meters.

The whole lab had a very strange feeling, and Alfie had to savor it before finding out why:

The walls of the laboratory, including the ceiling and floor, are all made of steel-like metal, and various gears, parts, and pipes are embedded in them in a very mechanical and aesthetic arrangement, showing the ingenuity of the people who designed and built the laboratory in the first place.

However, the furnishings in the laboratory that are obviously added after the addition are not flattering, the pipes of different thicknesses and occasional steam spews are interspersed horizontally and vertically, arbitrarily occupying the space of the laboratory, countless semi-finished products of machinery are randomly piled on the ground, and all kinds of tools and parts are sprinkled everywhere. All the time is destroying the original rhythm and beauty of the entire laboratory.

Alfie and Rebecca frowned in unison, it was clear that the current owner of the place was a rather scruffy existence.

Alfie noticed that the apparently newer-looking pipes were far inferior in quality to those that appeared to have been embedded in the laboratory at the beginning of the construction of the laboratory, and that none of the pipes leaked steam despite their appearance, compared to the newer pipes, which could be described as miserable, with steam leaking out of almost every place where there was an interface.

Alfie couldn't help but nod secretly, it seemed that Rebecca was right, this Dobby obviously occupied this laboratory later, and his skills were obviously not up to the height of the previous master.

"Welcome to my lab. "Dobby's untamed sound is sharper and harsher.

"Again, where did you get the confidence that this is your lab!" Rebecca whispered angrily.

Alfie followed the sound for a long time but couldn't find where Dobby was, and finally found the bright light of welding on a huge ship-shaped machine, and finally found a short guy.

This guy wearing only a pair of suspender canvas pants, holding a welding torch, and wearing a pair of welding sunglasses is much shorter than normal, only about the height of Alfie's waist, his almost bald head has only a few handfuls of hair, the big head is about half of his body, a pair of pointed ears, and his pale skin is covered with oil, and it is clear that this guy rarely sees sunlight. What caught Elfie's eye the most was undoubtedly the strange wristband he wore on his left wrist covered with all sorts of oddly shaped buttons.

There is no doubt that this is the current owner of the laboratory, Dwarf Dobby.

Dobby took off his sunglasses and waved at them to attract their attention: "Look here." ”

"W-This is the gnome?" Zambit asked, stunned as he looked at a few of the guys who jumped off the machine.

"Is there anything wrong? As far as I know, gnomes are still a relatively common race on the entire continent, right?" Alfie asked casually, staring at Dobby as he kept approaching them. Dobby's image fits perfectly into the dwarf in the memory of his predecessor.

"I just wonder why his pupils are blood red. It was only after Zambit's reminder that Alfie noticed this. Although there are many branches of gnomes, there is absolutely no branch of gnome pupils that are weirdly blood-red.

"Interesting, it seems that there is something special about this dwarf. Rebecca smiled wickedly.