Chapter 2693 Magic Car

The wheels, brakes, buffers and other devices of the magic car are all specially made, and it can stop immediately when the brakes are stepped on. Its maneuverability is much stronger than that of ships or even trains.

This new type of transportation was originally invented as a military vehicle. Its original name was "truck", which was specially used to transport soldiers and tow cannons.

Two years ago, the Far East troops on the expedition to the Ashan Empire were known as the "corps on wheels", because the troops were equipped with a large number of armored personnel carriers and towed artillery, and their marching speed was far beyond that of traditional cavalry. The defense forces in the empire were stunned.

The Far Eastern army reached the holy city of Ashan in less than half a year, and finally won the complete victory of this war, thanks to the Magical Automobile.

After the war, orders for military magic trucks dropped sharply, and the Far East authorities did not want to export this new type of vehicle to foreign countries, so they encouraged automobile factories to turn to the civilian field. The municipal transportation department of Kolasburg also purchased a large number of magic vehicles Alternative to the stagecoach.

The locals have become accustomed to this fashionable means of transportation, queuing to get on the bus through the front door, and passengers arriving at the station get off through the back door, which appears to be orderly.

Joan followed the crowd and got into the car, laughing secretly at himself.

Just now I still disliked the lack of rail carriages in Fort Couras, but now I know that I am a country bumpkin. In fact, they have already eliminated the rail carriages and replaced them with more advanced buses.

Fortunately, I didn't say what was in my heart, otherwise it would be really embarrassing!

There are two rows of seats in the carriage, and Joan sits on the nearby empty chair and looks at the snowy street scene through the glass window.

The steam engine rumbled, the wheels of the bus turned, and the bus carried more than 20 passengers down the street at a speed much faster than a horse-drawn carriage.

Joan also noticed that the bus slowed down and stopped when it approached the intersection, and the pedestrians took the opportunity to cross the intersection quickly.

A black iron pole is erected in the center of the intersection, and there are two lights on the iron pole, both of which have constant "inextinguishable flames", showing red and green colors.

When the red light is on, pedestrians and vehicles are waiting at the intersection. After one minute, the red light turns green, and pedestrians and vehicles can pass.

Joann had never seen such a simple and efficient "traffic light" in Midgard and Leiden City, or even the holy city of Ashan, which he visited briefly. The accidents of pedestrians colliding with galloping horses happened every day. It is repeated on the cross streets, and people are used to it.

The streets of Kolasberg are wider and flatter than the three major cities mentioned above. In addition to pedestrians and horses, there are roaring iron-clad cars on the streets. However, Joan saw all the way, not to mention traffic accidents, even congestion and illegal passing. The situation has never been seen.

Busy but not chaotic, orderly urban traffic is indeed inseparable from the guidance of "traffic lights", but Joan feels that this is not purely technical factors, but also due to human factors.

Residents of Kolasberg, regardless of gender, age or age, know the traffic rules and are willing to obey them. This is the most rare thing.

The traffic light system on the streets of Kolasberg is not complicated, and it can be completely transplanted to the streets of cities in the New World, but it may not be able to achieve the desired results.

At this time, Joan heard a sound above his head, as if he was playing a brisk piano piece.

He looked up at the source of the sound, and found a half-foot-square iron shell device hanging in the center of the ceiling of the carriage. The surface was covered with honeycomb-shaped holes, and melodious piano music flowed out of this machine.

Joan stared at the device curiously. After a little identification, he could see that it was a magic device specially used to transmit sound signals. It was attached with various communication spells including "Magic Mouth". No wonder it could play piano song.

Recalling related topics on the Yunwang Forum, Qiao An guessed that this device was the so-called "magic radio". The machine spread to thousands of listeners, and the two most famous programs were "Voice of the Far East" and "Fireside Chat", which Joan had heard about long ago.

But he didn't expect that the popularity rate of Magic Radio in Fort Colas is so high, even the bus has a radio installed to provide entertainment for passengers, and the journey will not be too lonely.

The piano music is just the prelude to the radio program. What follows is a "radio drama". The main character is a story about a bald priest riding a white dragon vein horse and his three students and traveling companions on a pilgrimage to the west on a fictional continent. There are many interesting adventures and adventures along the way.

The pastor's three students are not ordinary people.

The eldest disciple is a rebellious and powerful "enlightenment-constructed gold ape" druid and monk, who is mainly responsible for subduing demons and demons during the adventure.

The second disciple is a "beast-like wild boar" berserker, gluttonous, lazy and a bit lustful, and his combat effectiveness is not bad. In the script, he is mainly responsible for making jokes.

As for the third disciple, he's a little hip-stretching, and seems to be a "half murloc ranger" with no sense of existence...

Qiao An was fascinated by it, but the radio drama was suddenly interrupted and replaced by a voice without emotion:

"We are about to arrive at the 'Friendly House' Hotel ahead of us. Passengers who need to get off the bus, please prepare in advance."

Qiao An stood up resentfully, thinking that if she had time, she would go to Yunwang to search for the radio drama about the adventures of the four masters and apprentices going west. If there is an original novel, I would buy a copy and look through it. It's quite interesting.

After getting out of the car, Joan immediately saw a majestic building rising across the road. If it wasn't for the signboard of the hotel, it would have looked more like a castle of a nobleman.

In fact, this is not surprising.

It is said that as early as the founding of the Far East, this hotel named "Friendly House" was once requisitioned as the temporary palace of Rudolf I. After the completion of the new royal palace a few years ago, the "Friendly House" was reopened to the public and restored. functions of the hotel.

Joan arrived at Fort Colas early in the morning. He hadn't eaten yet and wandered around for two hours, his stomach growling with hunger.

The "Friendly House" hotel must have a restaurant, but it looks too grand and luxurious, and Joan feels that dining in that kind of place must be expensive.

It's not that he was reluctant to spend money, the main reason was that he didn't like the overly solemn atmosphere in high-end restaurants, and he had to be serious when eating something, which made him, a young man from the countryside, feel very uncomfortable.

Compared with high-end restaurants in big hotels, Joan preferred small roadside restaurants, so he walked into a nearby tavern, planning to eat something casual, including breakfast and lunch.

As soon as he entered the door, Joan was taken aback by the dark crowd in the tavern.