The entire Cecil Empire has been shrouded in winter. The cold wind rolls from the mountains in the north all the way through the central plains and the wilderness in the south, from Cold Winter Castle to Cecil, from Ten Forest City to Longwind Fortress. The breath is everywhere, and half of the empire has already experienced at least one snowfall.
But in the eastern part of the Holy Spirit Plain, where the giant tree of Thorin stands, spring and vitality are still luxuriant.
The huge Sorin giant tree stands proudly on the ground, and the canopy that can cover the entire town has spread across the central axis of Sorin Castle and the canyon to the west.
After a recent period of growth, this amazing plant has reached the largest scale at this moment. Her roots and crown are no longer spreading wildly, but her branches and leaves are still maturing, and her roots are still going deep into the earth. everywhere.
Within the coverage of the giant tree, the once-destroyed Fort Solin has been repaired and rebuilt. Some functions of the castle and town have been restored, and it has now become the stronghold of the local garrison and research team. Part of the roots of the giant tree grew out of the cracks in the collapsed city walls of Thorinburg, helping people fix the crumbling stone walls, and several research facilities were built on the basis of the ancient walls and those winding roots. stand up
In this wonderful place, the researchers of the Cecil Empire seem to have reached a wonderful symbiotic relationship with a huge plant. The giant tree of Thorin not only provides valuable research samples for the druid research institute here, but also cooperates with the local production and construction.
At the trunk level, in the southeast fan-shaped area, a large transport vehicle was parked in the open space beside the tree trunk. A group of magicians and workers were busy beside the vehicle, opening the baffles on both sides of the compartment, and unfastening the locks used to fix the cargo pallets. Ropes and hooks, and a commander standing on an aerial root protruding from the ground directs the work.
Around the unloading area, there is a large open space that has been initially leveled, compacted, and sorted out.
Some temporary houses are scattered far and near. The magic spar street lamps are neatly arranged along the simple roads, dispelling the darkness of the canopy-covered area. The existence of signposts, building material stacks and other things shows that there are still a lot of follow-up construction plans here. It is proceeding in an orderly manner.
The production and construction corps in charge of this area divided the area covered by the giant tree of Sorin. In terms of vertical space, Knight Margarita divided the giant tree of Sorin into the root layer (where the underground palace is located), the trunk layer, the canopy layer, and the top layer of the tree. On the plane, she divided the circular land under the canopy of giant trees into four fan-shaped areas.
At present, the staff and garrison troops here are basically active in the fan-shaped area on the surface, and the exploration work is maintained at the root layer, and a small number of teams from the Druid Research Institute are focusing on the trunk layer and the canopy layer. They are in the trunk of the giant tree. Two small observation and sampling stations were set up on the top of the tree, and a "druid hut" was also set up in the canopy, but in general, the research work in these areas is still in the initial stage. , the local research team has yet to explore.
If you want to send something to the top of the tree, you still need the cooperation of the "self" of the giant tree of Sorin.
The workers opened the side panels of the vehicle and untied the ropes that fixed the tarpaulin. After uncovering the tarpaulin, a huge magic device was revealed inside.
An alloy base with a width of several meters, complex locking, support, and suspension devices, and a diamond-shaped metal frame several meters high. The surface of the frame is inlaid with a large number of Holm crystals that emit shimmering light.
This is a huge obelisk of magic energy. Its crystal structure is too large, so it is made up of a large number of small crystals.
"Everyone be careful! This thing is very expensive!" The commander stood on the roots protruding from the ground and reminded loudly, "Be careful when you release the hook, don't let the unlucky ones get their fingers pinched off again. No! The alchemy potion is not poured from the Gorgon River!"
The workers responded to the commander's instructions, and the magician climbed into the car after the side panels were put down, checking the status of the important rune substrates and whether the crystals were intact.
The commander turned his head and shouted in the direction of the giant tree of Thorin: "Ms. Bertila, are you there?"
As soon as the commander finished speaking, a rustling sound came from the surroundings, and then vines wrapped around flowers and brown roots emerged from the nearby ground. These flower vines and roots twisted and fused into Bertila's Appearance: "I've always been here."
"Ma'am, good day," the commander greeted this incredible "tree spirit" with a smile, even though he heard that the other party was once a patriarch of the Death of All Things Society, and even the entire Sorin giant tree It is the result of the joint mutation of all the surviving believers of the Death Society, but he has been working here for a while, and has dealt with this "tree spirit" a lot, and he can already communicate with him calmly at this moment, "The weather is good today. "
Some things have already passed, and this land is still alive. This is what the most important young commander thinks.
"Yes, the weather is good," Bertera said slowly, she raised her head slightly, and there was a faint rustling sound from the canopy of Sorin's giant tree. The sun didn't shine on her face, but shone on her canopy, This made her squint her eyes, "Today's sunshine is good for... photosynthesis."
"The magic obelisk I told you about before," the commander pointed to the cart not far away, "has been transported from the Pompeii factory in the south."
"Oh, it's indeed bigger than usual..." Bertila didn't turn his head, but he had already "seen" what was on the car, "Do you need me to send it up?"
"Yes," the commander said, "just send it up, and then assemble it together according to the drawings given to you earlier. The equipment has been debugged and can be activated remotely."
Bertila nodded, and a burst of rattling sound came from the canopy of Thorin's giant tree.
The magicians and workers near the cart had already retreated, and they stood in a circle in the distance, watching a few extraordinarily thick vines protruding from the bottom of the tree canopy hundreds of meters high, drilling out layers upon layers of vines. The branches and leaves fell all the way to the huge obelisk of magic energy, and carefully rolled up those parts and lifted them up.
The specially made large obelisk of magic energy seemed to be weightless in the "hands" of the vines. It was easily pulled towards the crown of the tree, and the densely layered leaves retreated to the sides, revealing a "road" leading directly to the top of the tree. .
Beside the commander, Bertila slowly raised his hand, made a movement of putting something on top of his head, and then put his hand down after a moment of stunned.
She looked around and found that no one noticed her actions.
The commander has been looking up at the scene where the vines sent the obelisk of magic energy to the canopy. He didn't look back until the huge magic devices disappeared in the dense leaves. He looked at Beltira beside him. , with a smile on his face: "It is the largest magic obelisk in the eastern part of the Holy Spirit Plain, equipped with the latest signal amplification and broadcast array, and now it is also equipped with the tallest 'support tower' in the plain area, it will definitely be able to play The best efficiency. From now on, this is the magic net hub of the East Holy Spirit Plain, and half of the magic net nodes in the plain will be connected. We are one step closer to connecting the magic net of the whole country. Thank you very much help."
Bertila looked at the smiling young commander. Although she was an expert in biochemical technology, she only knew a little about magic technology. At this moment, she was unavoidably curious: "This is a very useful thing, isn't it?"
"Of course," the young commander said immediately, "the magic net not only provides energy for magic devices, it can also be used to transmit signals and maintain regional shields. Now large and small magic nets are being established all over the empire. , but the magic nets in various regions have not yet been fully connected, and the connections in many places can only be carried out by relying on a series of single-line relay stations, which cannot be regarded as the real "net". Connected, just like the main network of the southern region, the node of the Holy Spirit Plain is a key link connecting the magic network of the empire... "
Bertila quietly listened to the scene described by the young commander. On the young man's face, she saw pride and joy from the bottom of her heart.
Not far away, the magic technicians were waiting beside the magic net terminal and the small magic crystal, monitoring the magic obelisk being sent to the canopy of the tree. On those magic technicians, what she saw was the whole body Devotion and enthusiasm.
And in those places she can't see, she can imagine that there are also countless proud, joyful, dedicated, and enthusiastic people in those places.
They are changing the world even though many of them may not realize it, and this feat of changing the world is accumulated bit by bit by countless ordinary people.
There is no need for any miracles and forbidden techniques, no need for supernatural power, no need for some man-made god to rule the world.
It was another path that she and her former compatriots hadn't envisioned.
Bertila carefully controlled her vines and canopy, as if she was holding some fragile treasure, and sent the huge and complicated device to the highest point of the giant tree of Sorin. Group them together, then, place them carefully on top of your head.
Inside the canopy, there are thousands of pieces of magic web rune substrates that have been sent up one after another a few days ago. They are pulled together by countless tiny vines. the last ring.
"Put it on," she said.
The magic technicians not far away received the signal that the base of the magic obelisk was activated, and they quickly issued a remote command. Above the magic net terminal used for monitoring, the dim lines presented in the holographic projection were clicked one by one. On, each node is activated quickly.
Bertila watched all this curiously. She saw words emerging from those projections. She saw the greetings from afar being transmitted to her eyes miraculously through the hands of mortals.
"Greetings from the Boulder City Reconstruction Camp after receiving the signal from the Sorin Junction."
"Received the signal from Solin Junction, Red Maple Reconstruction Camp sends greetings to you."
"... Pompeii sends hello to you..."
"This is the Cecil Central Station, congratulations, Rebecca Cecil sends hello to you."
People cheered.
Even the young commander, who was an officer and wore a knight's badge, cheered.
Bertila blinked. On this bright sunny day suitable for photosynthesis, she actually felt that her heart that had been integrated with the plants was beating again.
"Congratulations." She tried her best to smile like a human, and said to the young commander beside her.
The young commander expressed his thanks again, and then ran to the workers, technicians and soldiers in the distance to celebrate with everyone.
Bertila stood there quietly for a while before looking towards the south with a feeling.
There are guests.
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A magical car with the flag of the United Reconstruction Regiment came to the Sorin area, and it seemed that a big man was brought with it. Beltira could see everything that happened around the giant tree of Sorin. She saw that many people came from Sorin He ran out from the stronghold of the fort to meet the car, and saw an old man coming out of the car, and saw that there were several followers and guards around the old man, or they might just be simple subordinates.
At last she saw the old man come near her trunk.
Norris looked up at the canopy that covered the sky, looked up at the countless branches illuminated by the magic spar light, the supporting pillars hanging down from the canopy, and the flower vines coiled around the trunk and supporting pillars, He couldn't help but whispered, "This is the giant tree of Sorin..."
"It's a miracle..." A young agricultural technical officer also raised his head and sighed, "I've never seen a plant that can grow so big..."
"And she also kept the whole area alive, and even kept the temperature here relatively comfortable," Norris said. "Remember the road? There was still snow on the ground until the intersection."
"I just transferred some of the heat from the depths of the formation to the surface." Accompanied by a slightly hoarse female voice, Bertila's figure emerged from a group of flower vines and roots. Moving on the ground near the tree trunk, he came to Norris, "Hello, I am the plant in front of you. You can also call me Belterra."
"Hello, Ms. Bertila," Norris looked at the woman in front of him, putting away his surprise for a moment, "I'm Norris."
"I seem to have heard this name before..." Bertila frowned, showing an expression of reminiscence.
"He is the Minister of Agriculture of the Empire." Someone reminded him.
"Ah, yes, that's right, I remembered," Bertera looked stunned, "and I have indeed heard the name... in newspapers and radio."