Chapter 1108: Tin Wang Gong

"Help!"

"Murder!!!"

Watching Qiaoshuya, who was "assassinated," although luckily unscrewed the door handle of the carriage, was grabbed by the collar by Li Ang from behind, and couldn't break free after struggling several times. In his urgency, he had to struggle with all his might while screaming for help at the top of his lungs.

And the carriage driver was not deaf after all. The commotion in the carriage was so big that naturally, he couldn't have no reaction.

Hearing the guest calling for help, he hurriedly slowed down and stopped, then opened the small window between the driver's seat and the carriage, and carefully poked his head in to take a look.

"Two... what are you doing?"

"Nothing."

After covering Watching Qiaoshuya's mouth, Li Ang turned his head back with an unchanged expression:

"We're just playing around. You continue to... what's wrong with your face?"

Huh?

The carriage driver was stunned by the question, then stretched out a metallic palm like a ball, touched his somewhat rusty face, and said with full confusion:

"Guest, is there something on my face?"

"..."

It's not that there's something on your face, but what kind of thing are you?!!!

Looking at the tin head poking in from the small window with a weird metallic luster, and those hollow eyeballs that had turned into brown glass, the two in the carriage couldn't help but gasp for air at the same time.

"Woo woo! Woo woo woo!"

Originally startled by Li Ang's "assassination," and then suddenly startled by the monster poking its head in from the air vent, the freckled Prince's shock value was completely blown up. His whole body went soft as if he had no bones, and he fell to the floor of the carriage, looking at the tin carriage driver with horror, unable to speak for a long time.

And although Li Ang was also startled by the tin doll carriage driver, his two months as a cleaner had severely exercised his psychological endurance. This level of abnormal event was no longer enough to make him lose his color in shock.

After trying hard to calm down, Li Ang first reached out to close the carriage door, then picked up Watching Qiaoshuya, who had already gone soft, pressed him back onto the opposite chair, and then tentatively said to the carriage driver:

"Can you tell me, what does it feel like to touch your face?"

What kind of question is this?

Although Li Ang's question made him feel a bit inexplicable, the carriage driver, who had picked up these two guests outside the parliament gate, knew that the other party's identity shouldn't be simple, so the carriage driver still answered honestly:

"It's about the same as usual, cold, hard... Oh right, my face might be a bit rusty recently, it should need some oil."

A bit rusty recently...

After hearing this somewhat weird answer, Li Ang's eyes couldn't help but narrow slightly.

Having already believed that he himself was a tin person, rather than a human with warm and soft skin, meant that the carriage driver's own cognition had been confused. This meant that the anomalous object that caused his change shouldn't have a low status.

Should I touch his face?

Temporarily giving up the plan to knock Watching Qiaoshuya unconscious, Li Ang looked at the tin head in the small window that looked confused, hesitated whether he should touch it, but finally gave up this plan.

After all, if the thing that turned the carriage driver into a tin doll was an anomalous object that would spread through contact, then taking his hand to touch it would undoubtedly be equivalent to delivering goods to the door. In the case of not being able to determine the cause and the type of anomalous object, it was safer to reduce contact.

"Indeed."

Looking at the tin carriage driver's face, he found some faint reddish-brown rust on his neck and jaw, and Li Ang nodded kindly:

"You are a bit rusty, you really should maintain it well."

"Hehe, forget it." After hearing Li Ang's words, the tin carriage driver smiled honestly, then said in a strange voice with a metallic tone:

"Maintenance is done by noble people like you. We just apply some rapeseed oil to prevent moisture. Besides, I do this job of coming and going in the wind and rain, no matter how I maintain it, it will still rust."

"That's really hard work."

Adhering to the work principle of not alarming the other party before confirming the source of the anomaly, Li Ang chatted while grabbing Watching Qiaoshuya's hand and pushed open the carriage door, then said with an unchanged expression:

"By the way, I suddenly remembered something. Please stop here for now, wait for me for a while, I'll get off and take a look."

"Ah, okay!"

After hearing Li Ang's words, the tin carriage driver nodded and responded, then twisted his creaking neck, and the two eyeballs made of brown glass beads looked straight at the freckled Prince on the ground.

"Guest."

After the chin stained with reddish-brown rust opened slightly, revealing a stiff and wooden weird smile unique to toy dolls, the tin carriage driver tilted his neck, which was unable to twist in a large range due to the iron joints, and said gloomily to the terrified Watching Qiaoshuya:

"Do you want a hot towel?"

"Woo wah!!!"

The tin carriage driver looked like a person, but was not so much like a person, which probably triggered the uncanny valley effect, directly shattering Watching Qiaoshuya's psychological defense line that had already been pierced.

After screaming uncontrollably, Watching Qiaoshuya directly pounced toward the door of the carriage, rolled and tumbled off the carriage, instinctively wanting to stay away from this weird carriage.

However, after Watching Qiaoshuya climbed up from the ground and prepared to run away with a pale face, he just looked up, and then sat on the ground with a 'thud'.

Wang Gong, driveway, square, street... this place he had looked at I don't know how many times, was full of all kinds of tin people!

The sentry posts that should have been guarded by soldiers with weapons at the palace gate were replaced by two teams of tall black tin soldiers. The thickened black-gray guard uniforms had really turned into black-gray tin, becoming a part of the guards' bodies.

On the driveway specially used for vehicles outside the Wang Gong, steam carriages flew past, but the horses pulling the carriages had already turned into tin horses, and the joints had turned into toy ball joints.

The originally smooth and stable movement became one-stop-one-stop because of the change of joints. After running for a distance, the tin horse's limbs reset, and the carriage behind followed with a sudden stop.

Besides that, the guards in front of the square, the well-dressed nobles, the pedestrians on the street, the wild dogs stealing goods, the merchants chasing and fighting...

Everything that should have been a living thing had all turned into tin dolls. Even though the surroundings of the Wang Gong were still bustling, looking around, there was cold gray iron everywhere, without a trace of the warm softness belonging to flesh and blood.

"This... this..."

This is probably not an ordinary anomalous object...

Narrowing his eyes and looking further away, looking at the end of the long street, seeing a group of children who were turning into tin, Li Ang couldn't help but take a deep breath.

It wasn't just the carriage driver who turned into tin, but all the living things around, and this range was still constantly expanding. Besides...

Lowering his head to look at his hands that were still flesh and blood, after rubbing the two hands together, feeling the cold and hard touch, Li Ang's brows couldn't help but twist.

Am I also a tin person?

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 1109 =====