Ushering In The Internet Era In The Magical World Chapter 187: Late Night Operation

The main plane of Veria·The British Empire

Rowell, a mechanical factory worker passing by the bakery, sniffed the tempting aroma of the bakery, and stopped subconsciously.

He thought about it and wanted to take out the few pennies in his pocket, bought a few bread sticks, and asked for a bottle of blueberry jam.

When I got home, I saw the children with the bread sticks in his hand and looked very happy. They stared at the bread in his hand with wide-eyed eyes.

"Take it to eat!"

Rowell handed the bread to his little daughter Dinah.

"Mom! Mom! Dad bought bread!" Dana happily took the bread, and ran to the kitchen showing off and excitement.

"And blueberry sauce!" The eldest son followed, yelling.

There was a lively sound from the kitchen separated by a single bedroom.

Rowell's wife did not show up from beginning to end.

——Since Rowell participated in the time reduction and salary increase campaign, he and his wife have fallen into a cold war.

The wife disagrees with him participating in such a dangerous sport, and hopes that he will stop this crazy behavior for the sake of his family.

But Rowell insisted on participating.

This is where the Cold War began.

Rowell listened to the cheers in the kitchen, and his wife taught the children how to increase food secrets, and the oily creases on his face stretched out sincerely.

One day's work made him sit in a chair a little tired, but a trace of worry flashed deep in his eyes.

Recently, the war between the British Empire and the Farai dynasty has intensified, and the brothers in the team have gradually diverged.

Some brothers believe that the movement of time reduction and salary increase is an internal issue. Now that the Falai dynasty is invading, we should first abandon its premonitions and jointly resist foreign enemies.

What's more, the British Empire has raised the basic salary. From a certain point of view, the time reduction and salary increase campaign has achieved its goal.

However, most brothers disagree.

The great Archid thought has clearly pointed out how the greedy and decadent factory owners who are full of money stinks are exploiting workers.

The current salary increase is meaningless.

Only when workers are in power can the status of workers be fundamentally changed.

Faced with this tearing and controversy, Rowell hesitated.

His beloved motherland, his wife's feelings, and Archid's thoughts, these three forces are desperately tearing at him, making him not know that he should continue to fight? Still stop?

In Rowell's entanglement, his wife has already prepared dinner.

A large bowl of bread and porridge is placed in the middle of the table.

——This is the staple food of torn and boiled with a bread stick, mixed with a little sea salt.

A dish of boiled potatoes.

——They are all finely chopped potatoes, but even so, you can still see a little black halo.

It can be seen that in order to make the moldy potatoes still edible, the wife has worked hard to cut off the mold spots.

In the plates in front of him, his wife, and the two children, there are two slices of bread with a little blueberry jam on it.

This is a great meal!

Compared with flour which is mixed with barite, gypsum and even chalk to increase the weight; and with picric acid or urine, the noodles are coated with yellow, posing as egg noodles.

This big meal is really hearty.

The kids are very happy!

They rushed to drink the bread porridge, sipped the bread with blueberry jam, and chatted about what they had seen during the day, and their little faces were filled with contented smiles.

The situation has been chaotic lately. The eldest son’s newspaper is selling well, and he earned 13 pence today, after excluding the cost.

Because the wife works in a textile factory, the youngest daughter can only be entrusted to the Protoss Church, where the children will be taught literacy. Of course, most of the time I need to work for the church, but it is fortunate to take care of the food.

At the dinner table, the wife was as silent as ever, occasionally responding to the children's topics.

The eldest son talked about what he saw during the day;

The youngest daughter said that Missionary Hawthorne called sister Judith to the forgiveness room again, and when she came out, there were still tears on her face.

Rowell's mind is full of time reduction and salary increases, and he barely responds to the children's twitter.

This sumptuous meal, just like this, was spent in lively and dullness.

"Haw..."

In the middle of the night, Rowell suddenly woke up from the floor, and he got up with a grunt.

He crawled to the window with his hands and feet together, with his ears facing the window, carefully leaning in to the sound.

"Chirp... Chirp Chirp..."

The beautiful and beautiful nightingale's cry, coming from the night, seemed so penetrating.

Rowell looked solemn as he listened.

He turned around and rolled out a night gown and put it on quickly.

When he got dressed, he suddenly found that his wife had been standing at the door for some unknown time.

"This is a first-level assembly order. Just this time, I promise that I will not betray my brother!"

Rowell lowered his voice and solemnly promised that he had made similar guarantees countless times.

Under the night, his wife looked at him quietly, and for a long while, she stretched out her hand and handed him something.

"This..."

"You can work only if you have a full stomach." His wife finally spoke, her voice a little tired.

Rowell was startled, he gritted his teeth and reached out to take the bread wrapped in newspaper, stuffed it into his arms, and rushed out of the house without looking back.

After rushing out of the house, the crowded slums have heard the news of Suosuo.

Many people like Rowell.

However, most of them don’t know each other.

Only the person in charge of them knows their specific list-this is to ensure that no matter who is in the Department of Public Security, it will not cause a devastating blow to the team.

Rowell skilfully walked through the streets, and finally stopped at the back door of a shoemaker's shop.

Without waiting for him to knock on the door, the door is already open.

"Pick up weapons, follow the team, silence, no discussion!"

The person who opened the door whispered.

Rowell nodded and squeezed in sideways.

A lot of people have gathered in the yard, and there is a steady stream of people coming in. When the yard is full of people, the officer personally distributes the rifles.

When everyone was assigned a weapon, the team immediately set off, without a word of nonsense.

Rowell followed the team nervously. He didn't know what the team was going to do this time, and he didn't need to know.

He only knows that Benkemin will not deceive them, and Archid thought shines on them!

However, Rowell felt something wrong as he walked along.

The footsteps are too loud.

This is not the sound they can make with this number of people.

But where did the footsteps come from?

Rowell looked around and found that the sound of footsteps came from a nearby alley.

Every time you run through the alley, you can always find a team that also ran in another alley in a glimpse.

They are dressed the same, the same attire.

When the team stopped, Rowell was dumbfounded.

Looking forward through the stair shelter, there is a huge castle in front of him.

——This historical imperial palace of England.

In the past, there should be at least dozens of airships patrolling the sky, but today there are only three left. I don't know if it is an illusion, the lights in the castle seem to be much less.

I don't know if it is the Falai Dynasty, and the empire has been spared!

"Brothers, the great Mr. Archid said that only by overthrowing the old order can a new order be established! We workers want to be the masters of the house, and we can only defeat the decaying and backward royal family!"

"Mr. Benkmin has sneaked into the palace. When the fireworks rise~IndoMTL.com~ is the day of liberation of IndoMTL! At that time, everyone will rush with me to kill all the royal family members!"

The leader officer lowered his voice, but still passionately informed the ultimate goal of the mission.

Rowell was stunned.

The whole team was stunned.

The scene was silent.

Countless people looked at each other, no one knew what each other was thinking at this time. The suddenness of this mission was completely beyond their expectation.

Rowell's hands trembled.

It is both excitement and fear.

For a long while, he stretched out his arms, his actions immediately aroused the vigilance of his companions, and he was afraid that he was a lurker, an imperial lackey!

"I have some bread."

Rowell explained in a low voice, taking out the bread his wife gave him before leaving. Under the watchful eyes of the officer, he opened the newspaper with trembling hands and opened his mouth to take a bite.

In an instant, the rich blueberry sauce splashed into the mouth, sour and sweet.

——The wife actually stuffed most of the blueberry jam he bought into his bread.

"Pop!"

A burst of fireworks burst into the sky, blooming brilliantly in the night, illuminating the entire city!

The dazzling light completely suppressed the shadow of the castle at the roots of the wall, but the Rowells were completely the same.

"Brothers, come with me!"

The officer was the first to jump out from behind the bunker. He raised his steel gun and uttered a hysterical roar, then took the lead and charged towards the towering castle.

At the same time, the heavy city gate slowly opened amidst the rumbling noise.

Rowell, who is full of blueberry sauce, is too late to express his wife's concern.

He stuffed the leftover bread into his arms, picked up the steel gun, grinned his teeth stained blue with blueberry jam, and roared.

"Go!"

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