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Chapter 1159

~8 min read 1,407 words

"Achoo!!!"

After rubbing his nose, which had been itchy lately, Leon, wearing a dark tailcoat, raised his hand to close the carriage window and complained to the female reporter opposite:

"I really don't know what the Road Administration Department is thinking, planting so many winter cypresses on the side of the road. This... Achoo! These two days the winter cypresses are all blooming, and after a gust of wind, the pollen can cover half the street. This is too torturous!"

"Just bear with it a little longer."

After taking out a handkerchief and handing it over, the female reporter, also in formal attire, offered comfort:

"The airship to the Kingdom of Kroke has already been arranged. Once you sit on it, there won't be so much pollen."

"I hope so..."

Looking at the winter cypresses on the side of the road, which were covered with light red small spherical fruits on the branches due to the warming climate, Leon couldn't help but sigh with a headache.

The siblings in his family, although they didn't have real blood relations, were surprisingly similar in that they would sneeze frantically when they encountered pollen.

And because their residence was on the street, the two days when the winter cypresses in the capital began to release pollen, the sound of sneezing in the Ryan family hadn't stopped from morning to night. Except for Anna who could adapt, the noses of himself and the two little brats had always been red, and they were truly tortured enough.

Seems a bit strange...

Looking at Leon, who took the handkerchief and covered his nose, and finally looked a bit better, the female reporter opposite couldn't help but blink, and a look of doubt appeared in her expression.

The winter cypresses planted by the kingdom on both sides of the road, looking at the variety, should be the ball-flower cypress of the Oleson Kingdom, which is considered a very common urban green plant. There are many of them in the nine western countries such as Black Forest, Morna, and Oleson, and the planting history must be nearly a thousand years.

And after getting along with this kind of plant for thousands of years, the ordinary people of the nine western countries have mostly become accustomed to the pollen of this kind of tree. Generally, only people from the three eastern countries across the sea will sneeze frantically when they encounter the pollen of winter cypresses because they are not familiar enough with this kind of plant.

"Leon."

After having some guesses in her heart, looking at Leon's black hair and black eyes, the female reporter couldn't help but ask:

"Are you..."

"Doo..."

Just when the female reporter wanted to say something, the carriage they were riding in began to slow down slowly, and the melodious whistle on the water tank sounded, covering her voice tightly.

"What's wrong?"

After the steam carriage stopped completely and the whistle stopped, Leon, who was covering his nose with a handkerchief, asked with confusion:

"Did you want to ask me something just now?"

"......"

"Nothing..."

Hearing Leon's question, the female reporter hesitated slightly, then shook her head:

"I just wanted to tell you that there are no winter cypresses in the Kingdom of Kroke, and there are not even many plants. After you go there, you don't have to worry about having hay fever."

Better not talk about it for now. Judging from the fact that he can be caused hay fever by winter cypresses, plus the black hair and black eyes, Leon does look a bit like a person from that country. But there are not no people in the kingdom who meet these two conditions. Just relying on hair color and hay fever to infer his background is a bit arbitrary.

And according to her understanding, because of the Water Bottle Director's experiment, Leon not only lost his original life but even his memories had been lost. This matter is probably the pain in his heart forever.

If she could rely on these two characteristics to directly find out Leon's original background and help him find his lost life, that would naturally be a great happy event.

But if she just thought too much, or although the guess was not wrong, she still couldn't determine his original identity, then it would be equivalent to tearing open Leon's healed wound, making him happy for nothing and then hurting again fiercely. It is truly a bit too hurtful. "Is that so? That would be great."

Not knowing that the female reporter was thinking about helping him find his father and mother, and naturally not thinking that a hay fever would make her ponder so much, Leon breathed a long sigh of relief when he heard her say that there was no pollen in the Kingdom of Kroke.

Immediately after, while getting off the carriage with great celebration, following the mission members into the landing tower, he asked curiously in a low voice:

"The Kingdom of Kroke usually doesn't let people in, so the kingdom doesn't have many records about that side. Can you tell me what it's like there?"

The Kingdom of Kroke?

The female reporter following behind Leon recalled it hard, then frowned and began to narrate:

"I don't know how to describe it either. Although Kroke looks round from the outside, it doesn't actually have a particularly fixed shape. If I have to say it, it looks like a huge Rubik's cube made purely of steel and earth and stone.

Oh, by the way, a Rubik's cube is that kind of small toy with six sides, nine small squares of different colors on each side, which can be twisted. Children in Kroke play with this from childhood."

"Uh... I have seen a Rubik's cube."

Leon blinked upon hearing this, then continued to pursue:

"I remember you said before that the core building complex there is all honeycomb-shaped blocks separated from each other, spliced together by sliding grooves and docking tracks, and can also move up and down by relying on the floating crystals at the bottom.

Where is the Wang Gong of the Kingdom of Kroke? In the center of this hexagonal honeycomb Rubik's cube? Where is that Atifi 01? Which block is it in?"

"Those streets will change, and the specific location is hard to say."

The female reporter shook her head:

"The relationship between the blocks of the Kingdom of Kroke is not 'parallel'. They can be stacked up and down. These streets are roughly divided into six types according to their uses: life, scientific research, residential, production, administration, and military industry.

Without large-scale movement, these hexagonal small areas will be evenly distributed throughout the kingdom according to the direction of the twelve hands of the clock. On average, each 'time zone' is distributed with six of each of the six types of blocks.

Plus the other half of the city that is stationed in the upper layer by relying on floating crystals, with the distribution direction opposite to the lower layer, the entire Kingdom of Kroke should have thirty-six streets multiplied by twenty-four time zones, a total of eight hundred and sixty-four movable blocks.

The Kroke Wang Gong you asked about, and the place where the main body of Atifi 01 is stored, should be in those 144 'administrative' blocks and 144 'scientific research' blocks respectively."

"......"

It turns out to be a multiple-choice question of one out of one hundred and forty-four, and you have to do it twice in a row... Where am I supposed to find it?

After listening to the complicated and desperate street layout of the Kingdom of Kroke, Leon, who boarded the airship, couldn't help but rub his eyebrows and complained speechlessly:

"Is the person who designed this crazy? A full eight hundred streets, and they change positions from time to time. How do people in your Kingdom of Kroke recognize the way?"

"What's hard to recognize about this?"

After looking at Leon with some strangeness, the female reporter answered:

"These blocks all have numbers. For example, the location of the Gemini Branch is Administrative District 38, and I lived in Residential District 19 at that time.

Every day when I go to work, I just need to press the number of the street I want to go to on the machine responsible for guiding the way, and then follow the guidance all the way."

"......"

(End of chapter)

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