In the following days, Luke was busy inspecting pipes for Harut Heavy Industries' underground facilities every day, and the Norton team followed him in and out of the underground city on a rail car.

These days, no one mentioned the topic of that day again, everyone seemed to have forgotten it in a tacit understanding.

Luke finally let go of his worries and laughed at himself that he was just worrying in vain and overcomplicating things.

Just let it pass.

Luke looked for pipes on the strategy during the day, and sneaked into the dungeon at night, taking occult materials with him to convert the pipes into the required esoteric auxiliary words. This was a quite large project, and it could not be borrowed from others, so Lu

Ke can only transform into "Super Mario" and run between this pipe and that pipe.

There's just no princess waiting for me to rescue...

Yeah!g!

Thinking that there was a princess in the winter capital now, and that she could be kidnapped at any time, Luke immediately erased his previous thoughts with a "bah bah".

"Sir, what's wrong with you?" Mina took a pair of polished leather shoes and changed them for Luke who was about to go out.

Mina is in a very good mood today. There is a big bow stuck on the headband that binds her hair, and her eyes are full of happiness that cannot be concealed.

"Nothing?" Luke noticed Mina's change and asked, "The bow is beautiful, is it a new one?"

"Yes, Mr. Luke, my father bought it for me..." Mina wanted to say more, but remembering her father's instructions, she did not continue with the details of buying the bow.

Luke didn't ask any questions. It was normal for girls to be happy after receiving gifts.

After changing his shoes and taking the top hat and briefcase from Mina, Luke said to Mina: "Go home after cleaning the room. Your father needs your care even more."

"Thank you, sir."

Luke said goodbye to Mina and left the apartment to go to work. As soon as he entered the lobby of the company's office building, he met a nervous Norton.

Norton pulled Luke to their team's lounge, and asked Harry to stand guard outside, and then said worriedly: "Mr. Luke, have you heard? Something happened in the B36 mine!"

Luke was stunned for a moment, feeling something was wrong, and asked, "What happened?"

Without waiting for Norton to speak, Rebecca said excitedly: "I don't know what exactly happened, but the b36 mine was in trouble for two days before the supervisor Kun Deen compromised. He promised to pay full salary in the future and

No more asking for work fees.”

After the miners' wages are paid from above, they will be deducted at all levels, and they may get less than half of what they deserve. It is this half that is still considered, and if you want to work, you need to secretly give the supervisor an extra amount of money.

During this period, the mine's production quota was very high. The b36 mine had only been in trouble for two days, and the supervisor Kun De'en couldn't hold on anymore.

Luke finally understood why Mina was so happy today. Kunden must have sent money to her father.

Also...this incident happened in the b36 mine.

Luke smiled and said, "What does this have to do with us? Get ready for work. I'll go to Mrs. Yolanda to get today's inspection route. You guys bring the supplies and wait for me at the rail station."

Seeing Luke's response, Norton, who was looking forward to it, had no choice but to agree: "Yes, Mr. Luke."

Luke received today's maintenance line from Mrs. Yolanda, and then joined the Norton team and went underground.

As soon as the rail car stopped at the company's control area in the underground city, an official from the company's security department issued an order to temporarily recruit the Norton team.

At this time, the security personnel in the entire company's control area were conducting emergency gatherings. They lined up first and then got in their cars and drove out of the camp area.

Norton took the order and looked at it, and asked at the same time: "What happened? And we are a security team serving the steam engineer department and have a protection mission. This is Mr. Luke, he is a steam engineer."

The company security officer immediately saluted Luke after hearing his position: "I'm sorry, Mr. Luke. This was an emergency. The people in the A98 mine refused to work. They blocked the mine and kidnapped the supervisors and supervisors.

Hostage. The company's underground city security team received an order to attack the A98 mine and rescue the company employees.

In accordance with company regulations, we have recruited all security team members underground."

Luke and the others looked at each other.

I didn’t expect that the second incident would happen so quickly and be so violent. Unlike the b36 mine, the a98 mine did not resolve it privately. Instead, the supervisor and supervisor were directly tied up, making the matter a big deal.

what to do?

Norton and the others waited for Luke's answer.

Luke said: "Since it is company policy, then take the person away. I also happened to take this opportunity to take a day off and visit the underground steam city."

"Thank you for your understanding, Mr. Luke."

Now that Luke said this, Norton had no choice but to lead the team and leave with the security officials. One after another, cars full of armed personnel drove out of the camp. It was not known what kind of result the workers in the A98 mine would get.

Luke is now alone. Without a bodyguard, he naturally does not need to complete the company's tasks and is legally absent from work.

A person leaves the company camp and enters the streets of the underground steam city.

These days, Luke has entered the underground steam city many times in order to buy materials for performing secret arts. However, every time because of time constraints, he came and went in a hurry and did not take a good tour here.

Beyond the company's control area is the real underground steam city.

On both sides of the street are houses made of stone and scrap steel. Black and rust red are the main colors of the city. Steam pipes are tangled between the buildings, like a web made by a giant spider.

There are various steam-driven machines on the road, and there are also young people racing on the road with homemade steam motorcycles.

They were driving very fast, with a young girl sitting in the back seat. The motorcycle roared on the road, and the driver swung left and right to change lanes to avoid vehicles and pedestrians on the road.

That kind of madness is just for the sake of speed and does not take the safety of oneself and others seriously.

They are the famous motorcycle gang in the underground steam city, and they control all motorcycle racing and gambling in the underground city. The road racing in the steam city is just an amateur race for the bottom members of the motorcycle gang. The real professional track is outside the city, where the roads

The situation is even more complicated, and underground beasts appear from time to time.

According to statistics, every professional motorcycle race in the underground steam city has a casualty rate of more than 30%. It is this kind of racing full of death that can provide people with very strong sensory stimulation and make related gambling

very popular.

Not only the residents of the underground city like to participate in motorcycle gambling, but even the dignitaries in the winter capital often appear in the arena.

So motorcycle racing has become the hope of many young people who want to change their current lives. The winner enjoys honor, money and status; the loser either dies in obscurity or lives in obscurity.

There is a straight black tower in the middle of the underground steam city. There is a giant evil eye on the top of the tower. It scans with its huge single eye and can take the entire underground steam city into its sight.

There is a ball-shaped tower directly below the evil eye. This is the center for organizing and operating all motorcycle events and is one of the core industries of the motorcycle party.

Inside the tower is a large bar.

When Luke took the elevator into this dark bar, the loud music hit his eardrums. People of all kinds drank heavily and danced to the music. They wore dungeon-specific fashions and showed off their bodies.

Tattoos and avant-garde releases. Under the colorful lights, colored smoke sprayed out from the upper airway from time to time. People in the bar danced and tried their best to inhale the smoke, and soon became more excited.

When Luke saw the colorful smoke floating down, he immediately took out a pill box from his pocket, quickly took out a pill and put it into his mouth.

The involuntary excitement brought by the colorful smoke gradually subsided.

Luke pushed through the crowd and walked deeper into the bar. He refused to be approached by a girl wearing heavy makeup, and came to the bar and asked the bartender for a drink.

"Sir, is this your first time here? You look like an upper-class person in the winter capital. Would you like to have a bottle of 'Carnival Night'? It can make your five senses soar and enjoy things you can't usually achieve.

Wonderful feeling…”

The bartender tried his best to sell Luke special drinks in the bar.

Luke took out a bottle of dark red liquid from his pocket, smiled and said to the bartender: "I just bought a bottle, and I was thinking about drinking it somewhere."

The bartender was a little disappointed that the "Carnival Night" was not sold and he could not get the commission, but he quickly suggested to Luke: "The next motorcycle race around the city is about to start. You can place your bets with me.

I can provide you with betting reference.”

After speaking, the bartender pointed to the magic projection at the top of the bar. That magic projection was connected to the evil eye's field of view at the top of the tower, and could adjust the focus to clearly see the motorcycle track outside the city.

Luke asked: "What advice can you give me?"

In order to prove that he had the source, the bartender pointed to a group of special people in the bar. They were all wearing professional racing uniforms and enjoying beautiful women and drinks. The bartender said: "They are the racers of the next motorcycle race around the city. I

Know the status of each of them, and...who among them drank the 'concentrated carnival night'.

As long as you place a bet with me and give me a little tip, I will tell you...who has the best chance of winning the game."

Luke sighed and said: "Ordinary 'Carnival Night' can already greatly enhance people's senses, but drinking 'Concentrated Carnival Night' is like racing with death."

The drivers really risked their lives in order to win."

The bartender shrugged as if he had seen through it: "They worked hard to get promoted from amateur to professional. If they don't get a good place on the circuit around the city, their previous lives will be in vain.

Some of them spent all their money to buy a bottle of 'Carnival Night' just to risk their lives this time.

How about it, sir, do you need any news from me?"

Luke took out a banknote and put it on the bar, pointed at a young man in the driver's area and asked, "Just introduce that person to me. I'm not interested in other drivers."

The money on the table did not meet the bartender's expectations, but when he saw the driver pointed by the customer, he readily collected the money.

"Is that the little guy with the red hair?"

"yes!"

"His name is O'Connor Nidick, and we all call him Red-Headed Weasel. He is a good driver, and he was qualified to run on the professional circuit early last year. It's just that he was unlucky. He was injured in the first race and wasted his sponsorship.

The merchant provided him with a 'condensed carnival night'.

In future competitions, there will be no one to sponsor him, so he can’t even afford an ordinary ‘Carnival Night’, so he can only come here to smoke free atomized ‘Carnival Night’ before the competition.

His achievements can be imagined.

The red-headed ferret is just a poor companion, so don't waste your money on him.

You only need to give me five hundred, and you can win money with a high probability."

Luke drank and looked at Nidick.

He was wearing a somewhat shabby racing suit. He did not enjoy the pre-race service provided by the bar like other drivers. Instead, he sat silently under an air vent. Whenever colorful mist came out, he took a big breath.

"What are the odds on Nidick?" Luke asked the bartender.

The bartender was surprised by the question: "Sir, Nidick can't win unless you provide him with a bottle of 'Concentrated Carnival Night,' and that's not something money can buy."

Luke said with some dissatisfaction: "You just need to answer my questions. There are many places to bet here, and you are not my only choice."

The bartender didn't know why the customer in front of him was so interested in the red-headed ferret, but the commission from betting was still money no matter how small it was.

"Niddick's odds are: one pays three for one who finishes in the top eight; one pays twenty for one who finishes third; one pays forty for one who ranks second; one pays one hundred for one who finishes first.

Sir, there are a total of twenty-five racers in a race, and most of them will drink 'concentrated carnival night' or 'carnival night'. Unless half of them have an accident on the track, Nidick will

There is a very small chance of entering the top eight.

Don't waste money on him."

"But I just have money to waste." Luke put a stack of gold coupons on the bar: "There are a total of one hundred gold coupons in face value. Buy them all for Nidick!"

The gold coupons with a face value of 100 can be converted into over 500,000 yt coins. The bartender has seen a lot of bets, but all of them were bought for an extremely unpopular driver... isn't this throwing money into the water?

"Sir, let me remind you that the red-headed ferret's previous best result was only eleventh place, and that was achieved only after he spent his own money to buy a bottle of 'Carnival Night'. Although you have a bottle of 'Carnival Night'

', but even if you give it to him, it won't bring you anything in return.

Only by drinking the ‘Concentrated Carnival Night’ can you have a chance to enter the top eight.”

"You talk too much nonsense, don't you want the commission from this bet?"

The threatened bartender immediately apologized to Luke: "I'm sorry, sir, I was just thinking about you. Since you insist on buying Nidick, I will place the bet for you immediately."

The bartender took the gold coupon from the table, quickly completed the betting process, and handed a receipt to Luke.

Luke drank the rest of the wine in one gulp, ordered two more glasses of wine, and then walked over to Nidick with the wine glass.

Nidick is still smoking the free smoke.

"Can I sit here?" Luke asked Nidick politely.

Nidick was closing his eyes to appreciate the enhancement of his senses by the free smoke. After hearing someone asking, he opened his eyes and saw the person's clothes, and immediately said respectfully: "Sir, of course, please sit down."

Luke sat down opposite Nidick and put a glass of wine in front of him: "Please."

Nidick immediately refused: "I'm sorry, sir... I can't drink before the game starts."

“Very good practice.”

Nidick, who was praised, laughed at himself: "That's because I don't have money to buy a 'carnival night'. In that state, the impact of alcohol can be ignored.

I must maintain my current best condition, otherwise I will be disqualified from being a professional driver if I finish at the bottom.”

Luke said: "In two years, you can still stay in the middle level of professional drivers without resorting to the 'Carnival Night', which shows that your driving skills are very good."

"Thank you for your compliment. I'm just a driver who can barely keep himself from being eliminated. Sir, what's the matter with you coming to see me specially?"

Luke drank wine and said casually: "Because I made a bet on you."

Nidick looked happy at first to be appreciated, but he quickly said: "Sir, if you bet on me... you will lose all your money. I hope you don't bet too much."

"One hundred gold coupons, do you think it's a lot?"

Nidick was stunned when he heard that the gentleman in a decent suit in front of him had bet a hundred gold coupons on himself.

"Sir, I don't know what to say. I can only... apologize to you! If you have checked my competition records, you should know that my best result is only eleventh place."

"I selected you just because I checked your race record." Luke showed a mysterious smile: "You are a racing driver with great potential, but you just lack an opportunity for you to shine."

As he spoke, Luke placed the bottle of dark red liquid on the table in front of Nidick.

When Nidick saw the liquid, his eyes immediately became excited.

"This is 'Carnival Night'! Did you sponsor it for me, sir?"

"Of course, my one hundred gold coupons did not come from the strong wind. I must be responsible for my investment. Drinking this bottle of 'Carnival Night' will help me make a lot of money."

Nidick couldn't help but pick up the liquid.

Although his best result was eleventh, that was when he first entered the professional game. In order to get a good result and regain the favor of sponsors, he spent all his savings and borrowed money to buy a bottle of 'Carnival'

Night', but the result was not the ideal result.

Now I am very familiar with the track, and my driving skills are much better than before. If I can have a "carnival night", I may not be able to hit the top eight.

As long as I can get a ranking, everything will be fine.

Nidick excitedly said to Luke: "Sir, I...I will try my best to break into the top eight!"

Top eight?

This was not the ranking Luke had in mind, and it was not an ordinary "carnival night" he gave Nidick.

The boss behind the underground steam city motorcycle gang is actually a demon. The so-called "Carnival Night" is a sensory inducer that acts on the soul level. It can allow the user to greatly increase the perception of external stimuli for a period of time

Ability to achieve an out-of-body spiritual improvement.

Demons can absorb part of the soul energy from them.

Chaos and souls are the devil's favorite things.

Motorcycle racing and casinos are the restaurants that the devil prepared for himself.

Luke knows the formula for "Carnival Night", and there is also a more powerful demon who provides the demon blood that must be used in the potion.

At this time, the "Carnival Night" in Nidick's hands is undiluted "Carnival Night", and because the demon blood comes from an ancient demon, its effectiveness is more powerful than that in the hands of other drivers.

Nidik is a driver who will be reluctant to win the championship in the future. With the blessing of this "Carnival Night", if he doesn't get a first place, he will really be sorry for the tyrant's drop of blood.

Luke didn't tell Nidick what the difference was in the "Carnival Night" in his hands, leaving him to experience it on the track.

Luke held the wine glass and said to Nidick: "I expect you to run an unprecedented result. Is this glass of wine ready for you to drink?"

Nidick hurriedly picked up his wine glass and clinked it with Luke: "Thank you again, sir, for your sponsorship. I... will do my best!"

"cheers!"

"Cheers, sir!"

Not long after, the race entered the preliminary stage, and all the drivers left the bar and headed to the starting point of the race under the tower.

Behind the track gate, Nidick started his car, and the surging power responded quickly. Nidick debugged and checked the condition of the car, carefully recalling the details on the track.

To his left and right, the riders took out the prepared "Carnival Night", raised their heads and drank all the dark red liquid, and a low roar of excitement came from deep in their necks.

The driver's eyes glowed slightly red, and the whole person seemed to have entered a state of madness.

Nidick knew that this was the effect of a "condensed carnival night". He had experienced it before, but he had lost the opportunity to experience it again.

I can't lose this opportunity again.

Nidick took out the "Carnival Night" he had just obtained. He unscrewed the cap and drank all the liquid inside in one gulp.

Then, he couldn't help but let out a low roar due to the sudden burst of irritability. At this time, he felt that a strange self was awakened by some kind of power, and his perception extended outside his body, allowing him to clearly hear everyone's heartbeat.

All the scenery seen by the eyes was covered with a layer of blood. Those things were not blurred because of this, but were clearer than before, and the tracks of moving objects were clear, as if they were slowing down.

Me, what am I drinking?

Nidik knows what it's like to drink Night Out and he knows what Night Out Condensed feels like. This feeling is unlike any of them and it feels simply amazing!

The starting gun sounded.

The moment the gate opened, Nidick started the locomotive and rushed out while grazing the edge of the gate that had not yet fully opened.

Luke sat on the sofa in the bar, looking at the magic projection above his head. At first, before the starting gun sounded, everyone here was shouting the name of the driver they selected.

But when the race started and the drivers rushed onto the track together, the noisy crowd suddenly fell silent.

Everyone stared at the magic projection with eyes wide open as if they had seen the most incredible thing.

The evil eye on the tower gave the rider at the front a perspective. On the bar’s magic projection, the rider’s appearance was clearly visible. The steam motorcycle sprayed white mist backwards and raced forward along the road as the rider drove.

, separated from the driver in second place.

This was not surprising at first, but now the leader is Nidik the Red-headed Weasel.

How can this be!

In previous games, Nidick was a driver who barely stayed above the relegation line. How could the momentum at the start of today's game be so fierce? And when running on the city track, the kind of avoiding and cornering in the face of obstacles, all

All are just the right amount of silky smooth.

Experienced people know that this kind of driving skill cannot be achieved with just skills. It requires extremely strong perception ability to complete all actions in a split second.

The driver in second place struggled to catch up, but the gap between him and Nidik, who was first, not only did not narrow, but instead gradually widened.

In the silence, Nidick in the magic projection rushed out of the city track and entered the ring circuit. On the rugged and winding road, the high-speed rotating tires threw gravel backwards. Nidick faced every obstacle and bend,

All passed perfectly and efficiently...

It’s “Carnival Night”…

He must have drank "Carnival Night", and it was a special concentrate!
Chapter completed!