Chapter 840

"Help!"

"Murder!!!"

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

After all, the carriage driver was not deaf. With such a big movement in the carriage, it was impossible for him to have no reaction.

Hearing the guest's call for help, he slowed down and stopped in a panic, then opened the small window between the driver's seat and the carriage, and looked in cautiously.

"Two guests... what are you doing?"

"Nothing."

After covering Watching Watching Qiaoshuya's mouth, Li Ang turned his head and said without changing his face:

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

Huh?

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

"Guest, is there something on my face?"

"..."

It's not that there is something on your face, but what exactly are you?!!!

Looking at the tin head protruding from the small window with a strange metallic luster, and those empty eyeballs that had turned into brown glass, the two people in the carriage gasped at the same time.

"Woo woo! Woo woo woo!"

Originally startled by Li Ang's "assassination," and then suddenly startled by the monster protruding from the air window, the freckled Prince's shock value was completely exploded. The whole person softened like he had no bones, fell to the floor of the carriage, looked at the tin carriage driver with full horror, and couldn't say a word for a long time.

And although Li Ang was also startled by the tin doll carriage driver, his two months of Cleanup Bureau career had severely exercised his psychological endurance. This degree of anomalous event was no longer enough to make him shocked.

After trying hard to calm down, Li Ang first closed the carriage door, then lifted Watching Watching Qiaoshuya, who had already softened, and pressed him back to the opposite seat, 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 he was asked somewhat inexplicably by Li Ang, the carriage driver who received these two guests outside the assembly hall knew that the other party's identity should not be simple, so the carriage driver 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 could not help but squint slightly.

The fact that he already thinks he is a tin person, rather than a human with soft skin, means that his own cognition has been confused, which means that the anomalous object that caused his change should not be low in status.

Should I touch his face?

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

After all, if the thing that turned the carriage driver into a tin doll is an anomalous object that will spread through contact, then touching it directly with his hand is undoubtedly equivalent to delivering it to the door. In the case of not being able to determine the cause and the type of anomalous object, it is safer to reduce contact.

"Indeed."

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

"You are a bit rusty, you should indeed take good care of yourself."

"Heh, forget it."

Upon hearing Li Ang's words, the tin carriage driver smiled honestly, then said with a strange voice with a metallic sound:

"Maintenance is done by noble people like you. We just apply some rapeseed oil to prevent moisture. Besides, my job of coming and going in the wind and rain, no matter how well maintained, 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 Watching Qiaoshuya's hand and pushed open the carriage door, then said without changing his face:

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

"Ah, okay!"

Upon 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 strange smile unique to toy dolls, the tin carriage driver tilted his neck, which was limited by the iron joints and could not twist in a large range, and said gloomily to the terrified Watching Watching Qiaoshuya:

"Do you want a hot towel?"

"Woo wah!!!"

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

After screaming uncontrollably, Watching Watching Qiaoshuya directly pounced toward the carriage door, rolled down the carriage, and instinctively wanted to stay away from this weird carriage.

However, when Watching Watching Qiaoshuya crawled up from the ground and prepared to run away, just by looking up, he sat on the ground with a thud.

Wang Gong, thoroughfare, square, street... this place he had seen countless times was full of all kinds of tin people!

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

On the thoroughfare used for traffic in front of the Wang Gong, steam carriages flew by, but the horses pulling the carriages had already turned into tin horses, and the joints had turned into spherical joints of toys.

The originally smooth and stable movement became jerky 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 nobles in gorgeous clothes, the pedestrians on the street, the wild dogs stealing goods, the merchants chasing and fighting...

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

"This... this..."

This is probably not an ordinary anomalous object...

Squinting 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 could not help but take a deep breath.

It was not just the carriage driver who turned into tin, but all the living things around, and this range was still expanding. In addition...

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

Am I also a tin person?