Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 1019 - 86: The Paradise of Avalon

The Upper City is built underground.

To be precise, it is a semi-underground design.

The entire design concept of Avalon is somewhat similar to a survival game Wang Yunxiao heard of before his traversal, where one uses their wits against cunning opponents. It features a towering yet enigmatic building at its core, around which circles of streets are arranged.

The city’s radius is approximately three to four kilometers, with the outer layer enclosed by a high concrete wall, about twenty meters tall, half of which is underground, so from the outside it looks about ten meters high.

Normal city construction is usually near a water source, on high and flat terrain, to avoid flooding.

Being a local of Tianmen City, Wang Yunxiao was well-versed in this. Tianmen, located at the confluence of nine rivers, always had poor feng shui, with Nantong District being a low-lying area, where houses couldn’t sell for much, and during summer rains, they would end up soaked, akin to pickled grandchildren.

However, the British went against the norm and created this semi-submerged design, which Wang Yunxiao couldn’t understand at all.

One can only say they must have had an intricate scientific calculation; there must be a reason for doing so.

The entire city is meticulously designed and crafted; everywhere one can see crisscrossing metal pipelines, along with white steam spouting from the carved vents.

The streets are almost devoid of people, except for flamboyantly dressed Scavengers like them, and a variety of mechanical puppets.

Both humanoid and non-humanoid mechanical puppets have taken over the work of the lower working class, moving up and down the streets. Some puppets carry various cargoes on their backs, while others are responsible for trimming the greenery and maintaining various facilities.

Of course, the most important is the blue sky and white clouds above, which Wang Yunxiao observed for the first time upon arriving in Lanton. It seemed as if the inside and outside of the city wall were entirely different worlds.

It made him spontaneously wonder if he had traversed to some other place again.

"It’s all fake."

Yan Yu’an whispered from beside him.

"Fake?"

Wang Yunxiao was startled. What was fake?

"Similar to a mirage principle, this is a technology that uses artificial means to project illusions in the sky. The sunlight, and even the wind... it’s all fabricated. Many people in the Upper City couldn’t stand this kind of illusion and chose to emigrate overseas."

Yan Yu’an explained in a low voice.

Good heavens, is this a large-scale virtual reality game scene?

Wang Yunxiao couldn’t help but take another look, unable to discern any signs of fabrication, and couldn’t help clicking his tongue in amazement.

Li Mumu would probably love this place.

In conversation with her earlier, she once mentioned that in her future era she enjoyed playing those open-world virtual games, creating a character to roam aimlessly across the Otherworld continent.

Li Mumu might have thought he didn’t understand, so she explained it in detail.

Wang Yunxiao understood but didn’t feel much about it, after all, the level of scientific development in Li Mumu’s world line was far more advanced than he remembered.

His understanding of games was still at the level of forming guilds to farm dungeons for in-game currency.

Thankfully, the map provided by Mr. Holmes was very simplified where needed and sufficiently detailed where necessary, so the three of them did not get lost and followed the map’s directions all the way to the entrance of the Imperial Academy of Sciences.

A higher institution...

Wang Yunxiao’s feeling about it was—damn, it’s high!

This school was built like a castle, and it even had a towering tower soaring into the clouds.

According to the map, that tower should be the Astronomy Tower of the school.

As Wang Yunxiao and the others entered the school, it coincidentally struck noon; the bronze dome of the octagonal Astronomy Tower began rotating open slowly, making clattering sounds of gears and chains meshing.

With the ringing of the clock tower, one by one, figures opened their arms and leapt from the top of the tower.

"Is this... are they too stressed from studying?"

"No, I think they must be playing with something like gliders."

Yan Yu’an was also a bit unsure, as the scene appeared rather bizarre and shocking.

Wang Yunxiao focused his gaze and discovered that those students lining up to jump off the building indeed piloted various kinds of machinery; some had wings attached to their backs, others embedded themselves into small helicopters.

There was even someone with a metal hat and a propeller on top jumping down. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

Even Doraemon would call this awesome.

"Ah—bang!"

The guy with the hat managed to stay airborne for less than three seconds before starting to free fall, followed by the panic-stricken screams of female students from below the Astronomy Tower.

For a moment, the students wandering idly around the campus were all drawn to the commotion; those eager for excitement ran towards it, and the rest began gossiping incessantly.

"What’s that supposed to be?"

"Performance art, maybe?"

No matter what, the incident further reduced the presence of the three, allowing them to reach the teaching building smoothly.

"Isn’t it a bit too smooth?"

Wang Yunxiao was a bit puzzled.

"If once is a coincidence, is this time also a coincidence?"

"Then we’d better make haste."

Likewise, as a worker in a special department, Yan Yu’an didn’t believe in coincidences, but having gotten this far, the immediate priority was the mission objective.

The intelligence regarding the British government’s future strategic planning against Ming Country was the kind of information worth their utmost efforts.

If necessary, they could even consider risking their lives.

Maxwell’s professor’s office wasn’t a secure facility. According to the information provided by Holmes, he would habitually go to an off-campus restaurant for lunch every noon, then head home for a nap. No classes were scheduled for him that afternoon, so they should not encounter the professor himself if all went well.

They had ample time to gather intelligence.

The only problem was—what counts as valuable intelligence?

As Cheng Feng skillfully picked the office door lock and the three of them entered, the first thing they saw was a file loaded in a mine cart.

Yes, a mine cart, although not very large, about one cubic meter in size, but a mine cart nonetheless.

Despite this being an area where the technological path seemed to have diverged wildly, it’s still surprising to see anyone setting up a track in their office with a mine cart on it.

This track was laid on the ceiling, seemingly able to transport documents... or even people to other places at any time.

Moreover, the office’s layout was beyond the three’s expectations; it felt as if the professor, for his research, had at least broken through five layers of walls of adjacent rooms to combine the rooms together.