"We shouldn't waste our time on this abandoned thing."
Abandoned?
This one is brand new from the factory!
"FrostNova, can you wait a little longer?"
Talulah tried to persuade the white rabbit beside her, but she just snorted and glanced at the Yeti Squadron and the guerrillas behind her. They were all trying to find out about Alina in the center. The person who could make Talulah willing to wait must not be simple, and someone had already recognized Alina as a teacher.
"In my opinion, she's crazy," FrostNova said mercilessly. You know, the garrison is not far from here, and the guerrillas have just repelled their siege. "Talulah, the old man is very angry. He doesn't understand what is going on in places outside this route."
"I'm sorry, please, Alina... Please forgive my willfulness, I am willing to accept the punishment."
FrostNova just closed her eyes and rested without replying to Talulah. She just came to remind her that her unauthorized actions angered her father, the real leader of the guerrillas.
More and more infected people gathered under the generator. Wang Zhan asked Alina, "Are they almost all here?"
"Yes, except that Mr. Patriot hasn't arrived yet." Alina looked at the huge monster in the distance, and her scarlet eyes made her shudder. "Do you want to ignite the generator now?"
"Of course." If she had been any later, Talulah would have been held accountable. "Let the people around us move aside."
"Talulah, can you ask the guerrillas to stand back? The generator is about to catch fire."
"Everyone, listen up! Retreat five meters!"
Before Talulah could answer, FrostNova issued an order. She looked at Tallulah and said, "I hope you won't let us down, Talulah."
"Thank you," FrostNova looks cold, but is a very gentle person. Talulah took Alina to a safe distance and waited for the generator to open.
In Frostpunk, ten degrees Celsius is equal to one degree, and each level of generator upgrade can increase the temperature within the generator range by one degree. Of course, the range also needs to be upgraded.
Wang Zhan opened the generator panel and clicked on the first level of steam.
The generator produced a huge roar, and the combustion chamber ignited the coal, powering the water pump located on the bottom layer to pump water into the underground geothermal layer.
The huge energy of the geothermal layer will instantly vaporize the water to form ultra-high-pressure steam. The steam returning from the ground is subdivided into nearly a hundred steam flows through the middle-layer spherical steam core to power other buildings. The unusable part will continue to enter the upper-layer heat energy converter, converting the huge steam energy into heat energy sufficient to melt the frozen snow.
A huge heat wave rushed out from the bottom to the surrounding areas. The snow melted instantly, exposing the black soil. The heat flow formed a vortex and circulated in the generator, like a trapped beast roaring softly.
The light illuminated the entire canyon, and the darkness was no longer there.
To Wang Zhan, this scene was nothing special. He had seen the generator go off and on countless times in the past few days. But to the people who had been wandering on the snowfield for many years, this scene was extremely shocking.
The shield guards looked up at the generator in silence. Their shields had been erected on the ground at some point. The infected behind the shields were enjoying the warmth, their sallow and skinny faces filled with happiness. They hadn't seen the snow melt for a long time.
Alina knew that the generator would not let her down, but the moment it was activated still made her stunned for a moment, until a drop of sweat dripped down her fair cheek, she came to her senses and wiped the sweat off with her sleeve.
"...warmer than the sun."
FrostNova murmured to herself behind Alina, maybe spring in the south is just like this?
However, Talulah saw a blurry scene the moment the generator was ignited. It was the future that she had described to FrostNova and many infected people. All the infected people gathered under the generator.
They were no longer displaced and tortured by ice and snow. Everyone could have enough food, and the infected people had their own homes.
She has always believed that only by leading the infected to the south and winning the rights that belong to the infected from Ursus can the infected have a home, but now, the generator in front of her... this is an opportunity.
Talulah already understood why Alina cared so much about this tower. It did have the wisdom and the ability to change the current situation of the infected.
"Do you believe it now, Talulah?"
Talulah put her hands on her hips and smiled, "I believe it. Mr.Generator does exist."
Wang Zhan has his job again, and now the guerrillas might be willing to stay and work for him... no, build a generator.
"This tower is truly magnificent."
Buldrokkas'tee walked through the crowd and came in front of Talulah and Alina under the guerrillas' admiring gazes. The infected people felt a little embarrassed, as they were afraid that the general would destroy this rare warmth.
The heat flow passed through the gaps in the mask and brushed across Wendigo's face. He felt his body heating up, and the roaring generator took him to Kazdel many years ago. At that time, they also had a similar power furnace.
"Do you know the origin of this tower?"
"This tower has wisdom, but unfortunately, only Alina can hear it." Talulah saw doubt in the monster's mask, but the other party quickly accepted this fact.
After all, he is an ancient Wendigo and has seen many gods and ancient beings.
The general lowered his head and looked at Alina. The deer's eyes flickered, but she immediately looked at him. It should be the existence behind her that gave her courage. This self-emboldening look made Buldrokkas'tee feel quite interesting. "Can you ask this existence about his origins?"
The beef that Wang Zhan picked up was put down again when it reached his mouth. The old man was cautious as expected, but he would never tell Buldrokkas'tee about his true origins.
Wang Zhan didn't dare to imagine what would happen if he told the other party that he was a player and he was just a bunch of data.
"Alina, tell the general that I will not be an enemy of the guerrillas, and I have nothing to do with the Ursus Empire."
Alina became bolder after hearing Wang Zhan's words and took a small step forward, "Mr. Generator will not be an enemy of the guerrillas. He can guarantee this."
The experienced general understood the implication that the other party had indicated that he would not be hostile and was unwilling to reveal his identity, so there was no need for him to delve into it.
That was very rude, especially from someone who had a soft spot for the infected.
"I hope the guerrillas can help build the city," Wang Zhan thought he should take this opportunity to inform the other party of his intentions, because soldiers probably don't like to beat around the bush.
"Mr. Patriot" is Buldrokkas'tee's code name, and these three words carry enough weight on the snowfield. "Mr. Generator hopes that the guerrillas can stay and participate in the construction of the city together." With the addition of the guerrillas, not only can they be of great help in construction, but they can also defend themselves when facing the enemy. It can be said to be the best of both worlds.
"I'm sorry, we repelled the garrison today. They may have been searching for us," the Patriot also felt sorry. As an existence comparable to the gods, the generator would definitely provide great help to the infected. However, the guerrillas were still weak and could not confront the legion head-on. However, the generator was an opportunity that could not be missed.
"I am willing to leave some of the infected behind to build the city you proposed."
It would be nice to be able to keep some people to help him, but Wang Zhan would need to figure out defense and other tasks on his own.
When the Patriot saw his daughter, FrostNova felt a little moved, although his expression remained cold.
A city belonging to the infected. He has not been able to do this even after so many years since he left Ursus. It is normal to be moved...
"I will lead the guerrillas to leave this place, cover up our tracks, and divert the Legion's attention." This is the safest approach. When the city around the generator is built and enough infected people gather, then perhaps they will be able to face the Legion's attack.
Besides, with the generator guarding the city, guerrillas are not necessarily needed to protect the city.
But Wang Zhan was already thinking about how to let a group of infected people who had never even had enough food to fight against the regular army.
There is no chance of winning!
However, the technology tree of the main body of Frostpunk does not have a military branch!
"Mr. Patriot, are you going to do this?"
Talulah originally thought that the Patriot would abandon the generator and lead the guerrillas back to the snowfield, but now it seems that she was too conservative in her assessment of this warrior.
Perhaps at this moment, the two of them have the same ideas about the future of the infected.
"Yes, the infected have been wandering around and unable to preserve their strength." Ever since Talulah came to the guerrillas, he has seen the final destination of the Snowfield Guerrillas. After all, the snowfield is barren and is not a place for the infected.
"Talulah, you stay and build the city." Among these people, only Talulah, except the Patriots, had enough reputation to organize the infected people.
Talulah readily agreed to help the generator build a city for the infected... She wanted to express her gratitude to the generator instead.
"FrostNova, you stay too."
Yelena had a blank expression on her face. He exhaled a breath of cold air, and the temperature around her dropped by several degrees. "Old man, you are always confused. The guerrillas cannot do without me."