Chapter 500 - 500: Storluk Industries<div>


    Trantor: Lonelytree


    “Do minatours use electric lights?”


    Matthew was stunned.<div>


    He could ept it if it were a luminous pearl or an iplete illuminating crystal hanging above his head.


    However, the electric light was a little uneptable to him.


    “There are also wires…There are also runes simr to utility poles on the roadside?!


    ” What is the meaning of this? Have the demons already entered an industrial society?”


    Matthew’s scalp went numb.


    It was not that he had not considered such a situation. After all, the Prime Material ne was suppressed by the mysteries of civilization, and its development had stagnated. The mainstream society was in a feudal state, and the overall structure was closer to an agricultural society.


    The development of the outer world might surpass that of the prime material ne.


    But he didn’t expect it to be so exaggerated.


    ‘ What if the demons and devils havepleted their industrialisation, and the Heavenly Pce is ying tricks in secret by prying open the ne barrier? If these creatures swarm in…Can Aindor handle it?”


    In an instant, countless possibilities shed through his mind.


    Matthew calmed down and observed the house with Little Patton for a while.<div>


    After a while, they carefully pushed open the door and went out into the street.


    Matthew heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the scene outside.


    It was not a busy skyscraper outside.


    Instead, there were two or three stories of buildings that were no different from their own houses.


    The road was not paved.


    Instead, it was an uneven dirt road.


    There were more buildings than expected, as well as devices that looked like utility poles.


    This ce didn’t seem to be any different from the towns in Aindor.


    The sky here was blood-red.


    Matthew couldn’t tell the time, but the street lights on both sides of the road were on. It was probably nighttime.


    The two of them walked along the street.<div>


    Not long after, he saw a minatour with a decadent aura on the street.


    He was leaning against the wall, his body tattered like a vagrant.


    He looked very weak, but he did not care about Matthew’s approach. His hands were grabbing something randomly under his feet.


    A momentter.


    A syringe appeared in the Minotaur’s hand.


    The syringe was filled with dark green liquid.


    The Minotaur red at Matthew and stabbed the syringe into his thigh.


    “Wuuu


    In the next moment, the veins on the Minotaur’s neck bulged, and a look of satisfaction appeared on his face.


    Not long after.


    He fell unconscious.


    The empty syringe was also thrown aside.


    Matthew silently nced at the data panel. He wondered if he had gone to the wrong ce.


    [Record: You have passed through the dimensional rift and arrived at the Interdimensional Space (Escana).]


    You have encountered a Minotaur.


    The minotaur used a syringe on himself (suspected to be sulfur extract).


    The minotaur is on cloud nine!


    That’s right, this was the corner of Escana and also the ce where Rheagar had just gone.


    However, judging from the number of minotaur on the street, it was not difficult to tell that this ce should belong to the territory of the Bru tribe.


    However, what he saw and heard in front of him really made Matthew dumbfounded.


    The two of them walked along the street for a while.


    They turned a corner.


    Simr Minotaurs and Demons could be seen everywhere on the streets.


    In stark contrast to the demons who were addicted to sulfur extract.


    This city seemed to possess technology that far surpassed that of Aindor.


    In addition to the streetmps and utility poles, Matthew also saw a few single-person aircraft flying over the city.


    There was actually a phone booth at the corner of the street, but it required coins to use.


    The huge building in the centre of the city had a chimney that soared into the sky. Thick smoke billowed from the chimney, and there was a portrait of a blond man on the surface.


    From time to time, fashionable and sturdy mining vehicles drove out of the factory. They drove on the streets unscrupulously, sshing mud on both sides.


    After the two of them deliberately asked around, they found out that this ce was called Bigfoot City. It was originally the territory of a group of Bigfoot Monsters. Later, it was jointly attacked by the Demon People and the Minatours, and it became a part of the Bru tribe.


    In front of them was the square of Bigfoot City.


    Matthew wanted to go over and join in the fun.


    At this moment, a mining vehicle passed by the edge of the square. In the vehicle, a refined demon was scolding his subordinates. His voice was very loud.


    “Is the sulfur mine still disappearing?


    “Damn it, if you can’t find the reason, then you, as the supervisor, have to go answer the boss!


    “Wait a minute…Stop the car!”


    Under the curious gazes of Matthew and Patton, the mining vehicle slowly came to a stop.


    The Devil man in a suit sized up Matthew and Patton through the window and said with interest,


    It’s been a long time since I’ve seen such a healthy Minotaur. Are you interested in working at Storluk Industries?


    Of course, you have to learn the rules. You can’t secretly inhale sulfur during work hours. Storluk Industries is not here to spread advanced technology for you to enjoy.”


    (Note: Storluk, the original hometown of the Orc Sword Saint Clegg, was once upied by the space undead troops of the Antu Empire.)