The wildfire factory, the frame casting area, was hitting the scorching metal one after another.

The special alloy mixed with rust gold and cloud gold is formed bit by bit during forging and becomes a huge frame like a keel.

A man wearing a hard hat and a safety vest stood on a platform protruding outward, looking at the huge castings in front of him, his face calm, but his eyes seemed to be out of sight, and he didn't know where he was looking.

His face was three-dimensional and deep, and his green eyes were like two gems. Although he was not young, it can be seen that when he was young, he must have been a beautiful man who attracted many women.

This was clearly an earthling, but the few hammer guards around him were respectful to him and looked down on his eyes.

The heavy and repeated forging sound gradually stopped. A heavy sound of footsteps came from behind him. The heavy gravity here made everyone stumble when walking, but this could not affect the excitement in the sound: "Mr. Griffith, this casting piece will be roughly forged. What process will be carried out next?"

"Print the coating directly." The man called Griffith turned around. "The process I improved should be enough to achieve the required accuracy and no more fine processing."

"Yes." The staff member, obviously also an earthling. Hearing this, he didn't say anything, turned around and left.

Griffith glanced at him, and when he was about to turn back, he suddenly found a figure appeared not far away in front of him.

"Who!" A few guards beside him noticed something was wrong, and yelled and rushed forward.

The figure raised his hand, and an invisible force tightly clamped the guards, making them unable to move, and even the sound was released.

"Zhuang... isn't far away?" Seeing the figure, Griffith's eyes suddenly widened.

Could it be that he had read it wrong? Why did Zhuang Buyuan appear here?

"You are Griffith?" Zhuang Buyuan was also looking at the man in front of him.

It was completely different from the other people's pale and thin face and struggling to survive. The man in front of him was blushed and full of energy, with a sense of waving and swaying.

But he didn't care too much and said directly: "Since you know me, it's easy to deal with it. I'm here to save you and leave."

"Save us to leave? Where to go? Why?" Griffith did not show any joy at all, but looked surprised.

Zhuang Buyuan frowned. This reaction was different from what he imagined.

"Of course I'm taking you out of here and back to Earth."

"Why do we want to go back to Earth?" Griffith's answer made his brow frown again.

"It was Jia Yelian who asked you to come to us," said Griffith. "So, you are the one who made such a big noise before? It's really amazing that you can find this place, but this is not where you should come."

Griffith continued: "The earth is probably in a very bad situation now. How many people are left on the earth now? 100 million? 200 million? I'm afraid the environment on which the people on earth relied on to survive has long disappeared. The earth is almost the hell on earth. What's the point of going back? But here is like a paradise, and this is where humans should be. Humans are born to reach this kingdom of gods... to come to this great paradise."

"It's a pity that there is no place for you in my paradise."

Hearing Griffith's words, Zhuang Buyuan's eyes narrowed slightly and suddenly realized something.

"So... are you a believer in the Gate of Industry?"

If you look closely, this person is indeed a fake model of a charlatan.

"I didn't expect... our industrial gate is right after all." Griffith smiled, "If you hadn't stopped our industrial gate, we would have long been out of the sea of ​​suffering, left the small land of the earth, and came to this kingdom of God. Why should we be in the sea of ​​suffering, struggling for so long and experiencing so many hardships..."

He stood upright and looked at Zhuang not far away from him, as if looking down at an ant. "Most of the people in the world are mediocre people, unable to see through everything, blinded by dust and selfish desires; and you are too ignorant to believe that there is greater power in this world..."

Seeing that the old charlatan actually began to preach, Zhuang Buyuan lamented in his heart.

Why are there any charlatans in the Industrial Gate?

He said laughing and crying: "The factory owners are not gods at all, and they are nothing great..."

"That's just your ignorance, frogs in the well, insects in summer, how can you know the world is so big, snow fog and ice..." Griffith opened his hands, "You open your eyes and see what a majestic and great world this is. Look at the place where we are, what a great creation, but it was completely created by the factory owners. Human beings can never create such a great creation. They can only lie dormant on the small planet and watch the sky in a well. Look at the huge frame behind me, which can construct a structure larger than the earth. What is the largest structure you have ever seen on the earth?"

"The gap between humans and factory owners is the gap between mortals and gods. If this cannot make you surrender, what do you have to surrender to? Don't know the awe, don't know the depth!"

After being scolded by Griffith, Zhuang Buyuan was even more amused and crying: "Can't you choose not to surrender?"

Moreover, the huge keel-shaped thing behind you is probably my daily breakfast.

It's really nothing special.

But this guy is a fanatical believer in the industrial gate, and they have been brainwashed by themselves and have long been crazy.

If I had known that this guy was a believer in the Gate of Industry, Zhuang Buyuan would probably have come to him.

"If you don't leave, don't leave. Where are the others?" Zhuang Buyuan asked.

"Others?" Griffith shook his head, "None of the others will leave. They have sincerely converted to the great eternity and the glory of God."

"Forget it, it's useless to tell you. I'll go straight to someone else." Zhuang Buyuan retreated, "But I'm sorry, I can't stay these people, and I can't let them reveal my whereabouts."

Zhuang Buyuan gently pinched, and several hammer guards were like water bags that were squeezed, with blood everywhere. Then Zhuang Buyuan threw them casually and fell into the furnace below.

Griffith looked up and looked at Zhuang Buyuan's back disappearing, and licked his lips gently.

He knew that Zhuang Buyuan was also demonstrating to him just now, asking him not to easily reveal Zhuang Buyuan's whereabouts, otherwise the appearance of these hammered men would be his fate.
Chapter completed!