Steam Era: The Lord of 'Puluo' Chapter 1180 582: Husband, Does It Look Good? (This Chapter Is Nuclear) (3)

No wonder Lian Bud felt his face was dry, if the Old Man had been harsher, he could have peeled off a layer of his skin.

As they walked to the Seventh Room, the wife was still interrogating the Coachman, and the room was somewhat cleaner.

The fake Coachman was barely hanging on, and the phonograph asked: "Do you truly not wish to speak?"

The fake Coachman shook his head: "It's not that I don't want to speak, I truly don't know."

The phonograph said to Li Banfeng: "The Inner State sent a total of five spies, and now three are dead, leaving one unidentified apart from him."

Li Banfeng asked the fake Coachman: "Was your Inner State task to seize the Loess Bridge while the Peddler was away?"

The fake Coachman shook his head: "My task was to guard in Puluo State, and I was formerly a cook in Qian Yue Tower, mainly monitoring the movements of the He Family. Recently, I received an Imperial Court document instructing me to return to the Inner State for re-forging, and that is how I became a Coachman."

"How do you know about the Coachman's affairs?"

"Zhang Gunli told me."

This troublemaker Zhang Gunli must be dealt with.

"Are those little coachmen all born from you?"

"They were separated from me, soul and flesh alike, they have a connection with me."

No wonder there wasn't much ash falling from the Heavens, it turns out those coachmen's souls were inherently incomplete, mere parts of the Driver Leader.

"Can every Inner State Person produce offspring like you?"

The fake Coachman shook his head: "I originally didn't have this ability. After being re-forged, I don't know whose blood and flesh were added to me, but whenever I concentrate, I can separate out another coachman."

"Their foreign cars, are they also separated from you?"

"Their cars are separated from my car. Each time I separate out a coachman, I have to find some rubber and iron rods for the car, which takes about an hour to create a new vehicle. With a new car, the newly born coachman can move around."

From this fake Coachman, it's apparent the Inner State's technology has advanced considerably.

"Before coming to Puluo State, what was your name and appearance?"

The fake Coachman thought for a long time, then shook his head: "I can't recall, I can't recall anything..."

As he finished speaking, the Coachman's body trembled, and his shoulders and chest suddenly widened.

The Coachman had experienced a similar situation in the Portable Residence before, the phonograph warned Li Banfeng: "Husband, stay away, don't get splashed with blood!"

Screech~

The fake Coachman's clothing tore, a right shoulder burst through, the shoulder swelled to the size of a human head, with green veins rising from underneath the skin.

Screech~

The skin on the shoulder tore like old fabric, and blood splattered everywhere.

A hairy head emerged from the shoulder, the face covered in blood streaks, expressionless and lifeless.

Driver Leader's flesh split inch by inch until a complete body fell off from his own.

Li Banfeng looked at the newly divided coachman, noticing he was actually wearing clothes.

To be precise, the clothes were part of his skin.

The fragments of clothing on Driver Leader writhed, wrapping around the body's wounds, greedily absorbing the blood and flesh.

Until the blood stains subsided, the clothes appeared as good as new, leaving no trace of the original tears.

Driver Leader's sunken right shoulder slowly recovered, he and his clothes both restored together.

He looked at the freshly divided coachman and murmured: "Give him a car, he will live, he will be able to fight, they multiply, I forget more and more,

actually they are me, but things I can't remember, they can't either, in due time, I may be just like them, unable to recall anything, only able to battle,

perhaps I was already like them, not knowing from whom I fell, no wonder I can't remember anything..."

The phonograph looked at Li Banfeng and said: "Husband, we've asked everything, and he has told us all he knows."

Li Banfeng nodded, and the phonograph absorbed Driver Leader's soul.

There was too much flesh, the family couldn't eat it all, Li Banfeng cradled Red Lotus to the main room, cleaning up the leftovers: "I delivered the message you asked me to bring to the Peddler."

Red Lotus spread its flower leaves and said: "Did he reply?"

"Yes! He said you're overthinking, his affection with the Heavenly People is genuine."

Red Lotus tidied up the flesh on the ground, and spoke to the phonograph: "We agreed before, I've delivered the message, I'll make you a body."

The phonograph snorted: "Just a puppet, who's interested anyway?"

"Whether interesting or not, wait and see my skills." Red Lotus was confident.

Hong Ying glared at Red Lotus: "Xiaowan, why bother with her? It's better to have Qi Lang get good seeds and grow a body."

The phonograph laughed: "What's the point of growing one, like a puppet, it's all fake, fake has no use."

"Very interesting..."

"Who?" The phonograph looked down and saw the projector's lens flickering, "What did you say just now?"

"Lady, you anticipate your body, there's a hint of expectant red on you." As it spoke, the projector ran behind Li Banfeng, fearing a beating.

"Are you mad?" The phonograph raised its needle, genuinely wanting to hit it.

Li Banfeng cradled the projector and asked: "Anticipation, why is it red? Is it like the color of blood?"

"Seventh Guide, the color of anticipation isn't so vivid, it's like a flame, and when first ignited, it seems fragile, but it's not so easily extinguished."

Li Banfeng stared at the wife for a moment, then asked the projector: "What color is the Tang Sword?"