Dark Mountains, the highest point observation station.
The telescope group pointed at the Magnificent Wall adjusted a slight angle, and the sky-wide light curtain in the distance reflected a hazy ripple on the lens. Against the background of the light curtain, the vast black forest and corrupted plains There is a thin layer of mist floating in the sky, and the mist is steaming like a layer of ever-changing illusions.
The tall monitor turned around and reported to Gao Wenhui, who was standing behind him: "The brightness of the magnificent wall is normal, and the signs of overload have been confirmed to have subsided."
Hetty and Amber Also at the scene, the former was standing next to Gawain, but the latter had already curiously got behind the telescope, looking at the barrier in the distance through the lens group. Listening to the monitor's report, Amber also shouted: " It really seems to be back to normal!"
"It has been more than forty-eight hours since the barrier was restored, and there has been no sign of overload during this period." Hetty looked at Gawain, "That strange whistling sound. No more - Ancestor, it seems that this wall has recovered."
"Recovery? It will only continue to decline, and it is only temporarily calming down." Although he was also relieved, he did not dare to be as optimistic as Hetty, "Repairing the Great Wall is almost impossible for today's countries, even for the elves... I doubt they still have it now. The ability to create a new sentinel tower. The barrier is temporarily supported. Perhaps the elves have used some special means to restart the key system, but the overall decline and damage of the system is an irreversible fact. "
Gawain said calmly, the memory from Gawain Cecil showed him this cold fact - according to Gawain Cecil's memory, as early as the elves completed the last building In front of the Sentinel Tower, the elven magisters responsible for the barrier design had warned the heads of human countries that the barrier was built using the "ancient relics" of the elves, and its core components are almost irreproducible. , once damaged, there is no way to replace it.
For the past seven hundred years, this barrier has been sailing like a scarred and repaired ship on a stormy sea, with no spare parts, no retreat, and no safety in the vast sea. The port that allowed it to dock for repairs could only keep aging and getting damaged. Engineers put patch after patch on its dying engine and cracking shell, but they only delayed its growth. Just sunk.
Everyone who built the barrier and experienced the second development knows this fact. However, no one thought that until the barrier was on the verge of reaching its limit, people still could not find a complete solution to the demonic tide. The pollution in the Duo Wasteland has not completely dissipated - people did not even expect that this barrier built by the efforts of all countries might not even survive the first thousand years.
And what’s worse is...human beings, a race with a short life span and complex changes, may have forgotten what kind of doomsday is locked inside this wall.
"Continue monitoring and lift the alarm after twenty-four hours," Gao Wen made the final decision. "This observation station will be set as a key site, and one shift of manpower will be added to monitor the movement of the magnificent wall from now on."< /p>
Hetty lowered her head deeply: "Yes."
No matter what, life still has to go on.
After returning to the Lord's Mansion, Gawain walked into the study, took out a piece of letter paper, and began to write a handwritten letter.
Amber came up to take a look curiously: "What are you writing?"
Gawain couldn't help but glance at this half-elf who had no self-consciousness or rules: "Can you have some?" Discipline? Although you are familiar with me, this is a secret letter written by the lord himself. Did you come over to read it directly..."
Amber waved his hand carelessly: "Hi, I still have it. I don’t know about you, but if this was really a secret letter that I didn’t want to see, you would have slapped me on the wall long ago..."
Gao Wen: "..."
Why do you feel that this guy is so important to me? Are you quite proud that you can be photographed on the wall? Are you as proud as Rebecca of resisting beatings?
At this time, Amber had already seen the beginning of the letter written by Gawain. The goose suddenly raised his eyebrows and made a surprised voice: "Ah, is it written to Saint Sunil?"
< p>Gawain didn't even raise his head: "There is something strange in the magnificent wall, I must remind them."Hu Hu's face was strange, she hesitated, but couldn't help but said: "Do you think they will listen? Yours? They didn’t respond much after you reminded them. This time they are so consumed by the civil war that no one cares about the voices coming from the south.”
It is true that Cecil just talked with me. The king has done a big business, and the resurgent Cecil family has actually returned to the stage of power in Ansu. However, the "inertia" of the aristocratic circle is a very scary thing. They really care about Gao. A reminder from the text?
Before the fire burns on their heads, every noble thinks that he is the safest. This is their nature, and this nature is determined by the fact of the feudal and separatist system.
The rise of the Cecil family may make them pay more attention to every move of Gawain, the powerful duke, but this "paying attention" is more of a vigilance and does not mean that they will attach equal importance to Gao Wen. Gawain's warning about the wasteland - rather, it is precisely because of the rise of the Cecil family and because Cecil has reunited the southern border that they will be more wary and wary of anything Gawain sends to them. Warnings, they will only make up a lot of conspiracy theories out of thin air in these warnings.
"To be honest, I didn't expect them to care about this," Gawain shook his head after hearing Amber's words, "But this is my responsibility - I am the guardian duke."
He wrote this letter to fulfill his responsibilities and fulfill his obligations after inheriting the body of Gawain Cecil, but there was another reason he did not say: he wanted to ensure that all his future actions were in compliance with the rules. Leave as little stain as possible, he can't give it to futureOpponents leave excuses to attack themselves.
Amber looked at Gawain with strange eyes. She felt that she really couldn't understand this old rice dumpling's thoughts - but it didn't matter. This guy's mind was full of strange thoughts and could be understood. There are really not many.
If she had slept in a coffin for seven hundred years, her head would probably be worse than Gawain's.
Gawain wrote the letter, carefully sealed it in a paint tube, sealed it with fire paint, and then handed it to Amber who was standing aside: "Send someone to the Rock Fortress and ask Sir Walder to Send someone to the royal capital."
"Why not just use the magic network to send a copy to the Rock Fortress?" Amber asked curiously as he took the mailbox, "This will be delayed. "Many days."
"This kind of letter must be an original handwritten letter. This is for safety, and...the guys in Saint-Sunil may not necessarily recognize the Duke's seal on the copy," Gao Wen shook his head helplessly, "It has taken the Government Affairs Office so long to adapt to the file transfer system, and it is still not completely used to it. You can't expect Saint-Sunil City to do better than the Government Affairs Office in this regard."< /p>
"Hey... those old stubborns, compared to you, I think they look like they have been lying in a coffin for seven hundred years."
Gawain thought for a while, I always felt that there was something wrong with Amber's complimentary words, but I couldn't find the fault...
At this moment, the voice of the little maid Betty suddenly came from outside the door, interrupting him and Amber Conversation: "Master! Master Pitman is looking for you!"
Gawain was startled, then vaguely guessed something in his heart, and quickly said: "Let him in!"
The door of the study room opened, and the hunched-over old Druid with a smile on his face walked into the room. The little old man had a triumphant smile on his face. After entering the door, he said: "Lord - I bring good news. "
"It seems that the nerve cord testing has been completed?" Gawain said with an expected smile, "It seems that this panic of the emergency has not affected your research there. "It's progress."
"Once the door of the institute is closed, who cares about the flood outside," Pitman said nonchalantly, "If the people doing research don't even have this kind of determination, what's the point? It's better to go home and plant potatoes as soon as possible."
Then he paused and then said: "I have installed the new nerve cord on the equipment Kamel was tossing. You want to see it. Do you want to see it?"
"Of course," Gawain suddenly stood up and looked at Hu Hu, "You also..."
Hu Hu did not wait for the other party to reach out and clamp himself. He took the initiative and said: "Of course I have to go and take a look with you - I am also very curious about the 'spiritual Internet' you have recently studied!"
Soon, Gawain and Amber arrived. In the Magic Technology Research Institute, in the laboratory specially designed for "neural interactive connection technology", the brand-new connection device has been placed on the round table in the center of the laboratory.
Kamel and RuiBeka was standing next to this connecting device, while a dozen technicians in white robes were busy around, checking the condition of the connecting device or other rune arrays connected to the device.
Even Jenny, who rarely leaves the Rune Research Institute on weekdays, was also present: Although her main focus is not in the application field, she started to analyze the spells of the Eternal Sleeper and reconstruct the rune array. As it plays a crucial role, it is natural that she has a share of the credit for the completion of the connecting device, and it is natural that she should be here to inspect the finished product.
Gawain nodded to Jenny and Kamel, and then his eyes fell on the seat behind Rebecca: "Is this... the finished product?"
The connecting device was different from what he had originally expected - it was not like a magical device from this era at all, but more like a future product that spanned time and space. The silver-white cockpit was fixed on a large and stable base. In the rear part of the cockpit, there is a hollow shape under the extended backrest. Several shimmering "pipes" with a texture like metal tendons connect the backrest of the cockpit and the base below. Inside the cockpit, you can see As for the streamlined leather lining, there are a large number of metal contacts distributed on the lining, and the contacts are connected together to show the distribution shape of the spine.
Of course, this unique shape design cannot be the style of a contemporary magician - obviously, Kamel, the magician from the Gondor Empire, once again used the style he remembered in the magician. On Ciel's Magical Creation.
What stands out is a magic punk.
What stands out is that the painting style of this thing is different.
Gawain doesn't care about the style of painting - anyway, there is nothing in Cecil Land, from people to objects, that has a normal painting style - as a pragmatist, he only cares about how easy it is to use Not easy to use.
"We have conducted all offline tests and part of the online tests - the connection is the Magic Network communication network," a buzzing sound came from Kamel's body, and his whole body was filled with a pleasant light blue color , which shows that the magic master is in a good mood, "Based on the Eternal Sleeper's psychic illusion technology, we have created a 'connection interface' for this device. This interface can operate stably and protect the device when connected to the Magic Network communication network. User awareness."
Pitman added: "I helped make this interface - luckily my 'craft' is not new yet."
Gawain knew what "craft" Pitman was talking about, but Amber was confused: "Craft? What kind of craft? Old man, do you have other skills besides forgery and fortune telling?"
"Don't make trouble, old man, I have many skills," Pitman waved his hand, ignoring Amber's words, and then pointed to the three "pipes" under the seat, "This is the new nerve cord, which you gave me. To be honest, if I have the chance, I must meet the person who designed it. He is a genius - I never thought that something like artificial nerve cord could be transformed into a non-implantable one. ,This requires not only a genius with an idea, but also an extreme familiarity with the working process of the nervous system and nerve cords. To be honest, if such a person can join the research institute, it will definitely be much more valuable than working alone outside. "
"If a person has been tortured by the sequelae caused by the implanted nerve cord for more than ten years, then he will naturally understand the working process of the nerve cord to the extreme," Gao Wen sighed, "Don't worry, With this device, you will soon have the opportunity to meet the person who developed the non-implantable nerve cord, but I'm afraid he has little chance to join our research system - his tasks there are not as good as yours. The research task is light. ”