Bertila looked at Gawain with a calm expression.
Although all the distressed leaves have fallen, she still has to maintain a calm and indifferent posture. This is the last dean she retains when facing the "outside wanderers" as the last headmaster of the Death of All Things Society.
The Ultimate Book, which has played countless roles for hundreds of years and helped the End of Everything to complete countless key projects, has finally ended its long service. Probably... this is indeed its destiny.
The Grand Priest handed this book to her, and also passed on to her the inheritance of the end of all things. Now, it is time for this wrong inheritance path to end.
Next, maybe it will be the era of the gods, maybe it will be the era leading to perdition, or maybe... it really will be the era of the wanderers and the new order created by him, but anyway, since she lives in this posture Once you get down, you should be prepared to face the next fate, no matter where this fate... leads to.
She showed a slight smile—she tried her best to make herself smile like a human being, but the face imitated by plants made her every expression stiff: "In this way, we have reached some kind of... cooperation?" ?”
"I think so," Gawain nodded slightly, "In the Cecil Empire, the death of all things is no longer a threat, and I don't mind if there is an extra plant that can heal the earth on the land I rule— As long as this plant is willing to obey the basic laws of the empire, it is fine. And you... I hope you can cooperate and cooperate with our further investigation of the Death of Everything."
"Of course," Bertila said softly, the wooden structure around her squirmed, and those flexible vines and roots differentiated again, turning into countless twigs, and the twigs slowly entangled again, outlining something little by little, " This...besides the Ultimate Book, my second 'sincerity'."
Those twigs finally gradually condensed into outlines. Gao Wen was surprised to see that they formed a large three-dimensional structure, which could cover almost one-third of the hall. In this three-dimensional structure, there were corridors and rooms. , sections of broken walls and compartments are clearly visible.
"This is… "
"The structure of the underground palace perceived by my roots," Bertila said with a slight smile, "I know you have found the 'guide', but Bud doesn't know the entire structure of this underground palace, and it has also experienced collapse. And deformation, about half of the rooms and corridors are no longer in the original position, or hidden structural risks, I hope this map can help you - the reddish-brown room is our laboratory, the gray-white room is the archives , all our materials—the most advanced and the bloodiest—are in these rooms, please take them as you please. As for which one to choose...it's up to you."
The most extreme and advanced biochemical technology laboratory in the human world finally opened its door to Gao Wen.
"I'll make good use of it," he said with a smile.
Hu Po and the others who had been waiting outside the hall for a long time finally received Gawain's instructions. After returning to the hall, they saw the wooden three-dimensional map that occupied one-third of the hall at first glance. However, they should have stood on the "map" The nearby Beltira was nowhere to be seen.
Amber moved to the side of Gao Wen in two or three steps, looked around vigilantly, and then asked curiously, "Where's the vegetative person?"
Gao Wen: "Vegetable?!"
"Yes, people who grow with plants..."
Gao Wen: "..."
He also thought that Amber had mastered a vocabulary that he had never taught her without a teacher, but it turned out to be so rote.
"She's still here," Gawain shook his head. "This giant tree is her. It's the mutation result of her forceful confrontation with the body of a false god. And if you mean the human body she mimicked... She went to The deeper layer is the collapsed layer that we cannot enter."
"It sounds weird..." Amber scratched her hair, "The collapsed floor, it doesn't sound like a good place, what was she doing there?"
Gao Wen looked not far away, and looked at the secret room behind Bertila. The secret room was once full of human remains, all of which were transported by Bertila from various parts of the underground palace in a daze. The remains, but now... it's empty inside.
"She went to a funeral—with my permission. After all, even cultists who were burned were allowed to be buried."
Amber blinked, and noticed that Gao Wen was holding a large black book she didn't recognize in his hand - this book had never appeared before: "What is this?"
"... an ancient artifact that may hide a huge secret is now damaged, but I think it still has research value," Gao Wen said casually, then looked at the action team members standing near him, and pointed to the hall. "This is the current structure map of the underground palace, which should be accurate. Future exploration work will be carried out using this map as a reference, and the things in the gray-white marked room will be transferred to the surface first. As for now, let's return to the surface first." , there is still a lot of work to be arranged.”
After waiting on the surface for a long time, the female knights Margarita and Pittman finally saw Gawain leading the team out of the dark passage.
Although they have been able to contact the following action team through the magic network terminal, Gao Wen and the weird "female head teacher" talked alone for a long time in the middle. During this time, everyone was very nervous, but fortunately everything It's safe, Margarita couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"Your Majesty," the female knight greeted her, "Next..."
"The situation is more complicated. We'll discuss it in detail after we return to the camp," Gao Wen said, and looked around in surprise—a large number of fallen leaves with beautiful magic patterns were scattered on the lush grass and bushes. These fallen leaves obviously came from Looking at the canopy of the giant tree above his head, he looked at the female knight, "What's going on? Why are there so many fallen leaves all of a sudden?"
When talking with Bertila below, everything seemed normal, so Gawain was a little concerned about these suddenly falling leaves.
"I don't know," Margarita shook her head. "It fell suddenly about an hour ago, but other than that, nothing unusual happened."
Gao Wen blinked and rubbed his chin: "... probably because it's too cold, it's a plant after all."
It can't be that the leaves she loves have fallen... Bertila said she didn't care.
A gust of invisible wind suddenly blew up around, and the grass and trees swayed and made rustling noises. Gao Wen, who was about to leave here, stopped with a feeling. He looked in the direction of the trunk of the giant tree and saw a large number of flowers wrapped The flower vine suddenly grew out, twisted and stretched, and Bertila's figure emerged from it.
If it weren't for the many vines behind him, and the roots under his feet connected to the ground, Bertila who emerged from the flower vines would look almost the same as a normal person.
The vigilant soldiers around raised their weapons in an instant, and Margarita also pressed her hand on the hilt of the melting sword at her waist, but Gawain waved his hand to stop everyone from moving, and he looked at Beltira: "Your matter Busy working?"
"It's all over," Bertera said lightly, and glanced at the vigilant eyes around her—even though she could see everything within the range of the giant tree without turning the eyes of this mimic body, she still used this The body made such a humane movement, and sighed a little, "It's really unwelcome... Is this really good?"
"There's nothing wrong," Gawain said calmly. "The empire urgently needs to recuperate. This land urgently needs to be healed. You can take root here and heal here. You have the ability. Let those who were displaced by the disaster you caused return to their homes." It is the most perfect arrangement to make your homeland and fill your belly, and let the flesh and blood of you and your fellow citizens become the nourishment of this land, far better than creating a new pile of ashes on the plain."
"I don't have the ability to heal the entire Holy Spirit Plains, my coverage is limited to the Thorin area..."
"Then heal the Solin area, our reconstruction project needs a bridgehead," Gao Wen nodded, then paused, "I will withdraw half of the camps here, but I will keep the barracks on the Solinburg side and the southern ones." Sentry. You know what I mean."
Bertila slowly revealed a smile: "Necessary caution and necessary kindness, brother Gawain."
…
The weather is getting colder, and the footsteps of winter are approaching. In this country located in the northern part of the mainland, the cold air always comes earlier than other places, but in the relatively warm southern region, the warmth brought by the huge sun is still attached to the earth.
Just after noon, just the right amount of sunshine was shining on the open land in the eastern suburbs of Cecil City. The warm sunshine dispelled the chill brought by the north wind. Maggie sat on the crate next to the test site and looked up. The brilliant sun disc of the giant sun narrowed its eyes slightly.
In Shenglong Principality, there is no such warm sunshine, there will always be a world of ice and snow, and the howling wind will always rule the mountains and forests. All Maggie's memories of her hometown are built on the snow, cold wind, mountains and those ancient On the huge stone building that looks like a tomb.
In the following years, her memory was associated with the mountains in the northern border of Ansu.
There are warm fires in Winterhold, but outside Winterhold, there are still mountains, snow and ice, and endless cold air... But even so, she still likes that place, very much.
And here, the southern border of the empire...
The warmth here is different from other places, and the vitality here is also very different from the rough and enthusiastic life of the northern mountain people.
This novel place feels pretty good.
She smiled and looked towards the center of the test field.
The magicians are busy around a huge machine with weird shape. The machine has a main structure like a short and thick cone or a spinning top. A large metal ring engraved with runes is floating below it. On the other hand, there are two half-moon-shaped wide wings. On the upper part of the "top", you can also see a simple cockpit made of metal and crystal glass. On both sides of the cockpit, there are dragon wings, which are supported by mechanical structures and steel skeletons. Another pair of wings, whose shape is so strange that any well-informed archmage and naturalist coming here will probably not associate with anything known, nor guess its function.
But this strange thing is the treasure in the eyes of everyone here—the highly respected magicians are busy sweating profusely around the machine, while Rebecca, who is the chief designer and chief commander, controls the overall situation by the side, Maggie even saw the siren lady named "Tyre" next to her. This always lazy and lacking energy siren even came to the test field, and now she is copying on the ground with the tip of her tail. Sonnet, fighting against the drowsiness brought on by the sun, stared hard at Cecil's "mechanical novelty."
As a visitor from a high-level civilization, Tire was not only a spectator on the test field, but also a small half of an advisor. Although the technology trees of the two races are very different, Tire can't comment on the field of magic patterns, but at least she can make some suggestions on some parts of the same technology—such as mechanical structure and mechanics.
The technicians seem to have finished the final adjustments.
Rebecca was clapping her hands, and then the imperial princess turned around to look at where Maggie was sitting.
"Maggie! It's ok! Let's fly again today!! This time it will definitely work!!"
Maggie smiled a little, jumped off the crate, and walked over to the big, monstrous machine.
Rebecca's chirping voice came from the side: "...the last crash was caused by the vibration of the servo wing, we have adjusted its connection this time, it will definitely work...
"You just relax and it works like normal, nothing has changed in terms of controls, those joysticks are perfect.
"This time we will definitely fly, this time it will definitely fly!"
Rebecca clenched her fist, waved it vigorously twice, and then added the last sentence with a bright smile:
"And it will land smoothly... at least head-on."
(Time to push the book!! The title of the book is "Player Super Justice", the author does not pray for ten strings (it seems that the newcomer is actually a returning veteran), a book about crazy troubles after traveling to a different world and becoming an npc. Great.)