For the people living in the eastern part of the Holy Spirit Plain at this time, the arrival of spring not only means the end of winter and warmer weather, but also the most important turning point of a "battle".
After enduring the oppression of a cold winter, the reconstruction of the Holy Spirit Plains will get back on track with the coming of the Moon of Recovery. The day when the ice melts away will be the day when mankind takes steps towards its former homeland again.
Red Maple rebuilds the southern base of the camp.
The Druid doctor wearing a white uniform with green edges sat behind the table, flipping through a form in front of him. After scanning the records above, the tall and thin young man raised his head. Come and look at the tall hooded man standing silently across the table.
"From the eastern border area? You signed up on your own initiative?"
The hooded man simply hummed and seemed unwilling to speak.
The Druid doctor in charge of registration is not surprised by this situation. He has received hundreds of recovered patients. The crystallized infection has caused unimaginable trauma to them. This trauma is not only Only physically - but he believes that every recovered person has a chance to return to normal life, at least, they will be accepted here.
"Take off the hood," the doctor said, "Don't be nervous, I've seen a lot."
The tall man remained silent, but at least he was quite cooperative. He reached out and took it off He took off the hood on his head, and then took off the scarf that covered his face.
A face covered with black scabs and remaining crystals appeared in front of the doctor. The scars left by crystal erosion spread along the cheeks and even into the collar.
"...It's a shame that you survived," the young doctor looked at the scars and crystals for a moment, then shook his head with a sigh, "But don't worry, there are many like you here. People - the crystal cluster pollution has left tens of thousands of infected people, but this land still welcomes you - this is your number plate."
The young doctor pressed a piece of it with a machine. The metal plate was handed to the "healed person" in front of him. The metal plate flashed with fine grid lines and the eye-catching number - 32.
"Number thirty-two..." The tall man whispered the number above, his voice hoarse and carrying the trauma left by the crystallized infection.
"You can write your name on the back, or not - many recovered people have given themselves new names, and you can do the same. But the statistics department only recognizes your number, so Everyone is the same."
The tall man did not respond, but asked hoarsely after a moment of silence: "When will I go to work?"
"Don't worry. , someone will take you to your work place tomorrow morning," the young doctor laughed, "Before that, you can get familiar with this place and the atmosphere here -"
The machine roared The sound of workers came from the window together with the shouts of workers.
The tall silent man looked out the window and sawWhen I saw a large vehicle covered with tarpaulin, it was parked in an open field. Workers were working together to carry the sacks unloaded from the vehicle. Young officials in uniform stood nearby and were talking to the leader of the convoy. While those unloading the vehicle were Among the workers, there are both healthy ordinary people and healed people with scars and crystal remnants on their bodies.
The doctor stood up from behind the desk and came to the window: "Welcome to the Red Maple Reconstruction Area, everything will be fine - just like this land, everything will eventually be rebuilt."
Another large truck covered with a tarpaulin drove into the camp. The increasingly warm wind blew past the flagpole in the square, blowing the straps used to fix the tarpaulin on the side of the truck. More construction Workers rushed up and cooperated skillfully to carry the wooden boxes and sacks unloaded from the car.
“This is the last batch of food that can be raised in the western region,” the captain of the convoy looked at the last truck and said to the young official next to him, “I hope this can help you. ."
"It's enough," the young government affairs official in a coat nodded. "The supplies are enough to last us until the harvest season, and we will definitely resume production before then."< /p>
The team captain with strong arms and a beard looked forward with emotion, looking at those people who were mixed among ordinary people and still had traces of crystal cluster infection on their bodies: "The infected people are everywhere in other areas." Life is very difficult. When I crossed the border, I saw that there were still villages driving infected people into the wilderness..."
"They are called 'recovered people' here. This is the superior "The evil force entrenched in the land has been eradicated, and the infection can no longer spread. Changing a name is the first step to change people's minds. Of course, we also understand ordinary people's views on 'Jing'." The fear and hostility of the clusters, so if you encounter healed people in the border areas again, you can let them come here, and every reconstruction camp here will accept them, and we will always welcome more labor."
"I will convey it on my behalf - they have doubts about the propaganda station of the Government Affairs Department, but an ordinary person who has returned from the reconstruction area should be more trustworthy," the team captain laughed, but his eyes swept across The trucks parked in the open space swept past the reconstruction workers who had gathered from all over the country. They couldn't help but sigh softly, "This is really incredible..."
"What is incredible?"< /p>
"These people, and these things... The entire empire is running just to rebuild this plain... In the Ansu era, who dared to imagine such a thing?" the team captain sighed, shaking gently He shook his head and said, "This is the 'New Order' His Majesty is talking about..."
The young Government Affairs Department official did not respond, but looked thoughtfully into the distance, as if his eyes had passed through the reconstruction The camp wall passes through the vast undulating wilderness plains...
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The blue flags on the walls of Solinburg fluttered and stretched in the wind, and the wind seemed to bring Inspired by the breath of fresh vegetation, studiedRapid footsteps sounded in the long corridor of the center. A gray-haired druid walked quickly through the corridor, holding a roll of information in his hand: "Neutralizer No. 3 is effective! Neutralizer No. 3 is effective!! ”
The shouts of the middle-aged Druid spread throughout the corridor, and the doors of each room opened. The technicians working in the facility poked their heads out one after another. After a brief period of confusion and reaction, , cheers finally began to ring throughout the corridor.
The wind blew through the courtyard outside the corridor. The unusually lush flowers, plants and trees in the courtyard were swaying happily in this early spring, and there was a rustling sound from the rubbing of branches and leaves, like applause.
Near the research facility and next to the testing land, Norris stood up slowly with the help of his assistant. He listened to the sounds coming from the grass and couldn't help but look in the direction of the giant Thorin tree. He saw that the huge plant was slightly swaying its crown in the bright sunshine, and its countless branches and leaves were swaying in the wind, as if mixed with whispers.
“Minister, Neutralizer No. 3 has worked,” the assistant’s voice came from the side, with unconcealable excitement and joy, “In this way, even the most polluted land can be After being effectively purified, the grain-producing area of the Holy Spirit Plain can be cultivated again soon!"
Norris looked at the land that had been restored to health, and a smile slowly appeared on his wrinkled face. He couldn't help it! He breathed a concealed sigh of relief and looked at the agricultural assistants and druid experts beside him, nodding his head: "As long as it's useful, it's useful..."
His His eyes swept over the tired or excited faces, and finally landed on a special group of flower vines in the corner. The old man walked slowly over and stopped in front of the flower vines: "Ms. Bertila, thank you for your assistance. , without you, we would not have been able to find the most effective purification solution so quickly..."
The flower vines were squirming, and among the green leaves and flowers growing entwined, a female figure emerged from it, Bertila Appearing in front of everyone, his expression was dull: "Don't thank me...In the final analysis, I am just making up for the mistakes we made personally."
"But the No. 3 Neutralizer is ultimately with your help "It was completed next time," Norris shook his head slightly, "And without your catalytic power, we wouldn't have been able to complete all the sample testing and comparative analysis in just one winter."
Berti. Listening to Norris's words, there was only calm on La's expressionless face.
The poisoner knows how to detoxify. The All-Death Society, which once spread the curse on this land, naturally also possesses detailed information about this curse. "Miracle Creation", she did successfully help people at the Solinburg Research Institute find the best way to neutralize crystallized pollution in the soil, but in her own opinion...
This really cannot be called A kind of "honor".
“It is not enough to find the No. 3 neutralizer. The next difficulty is how to mass-produce it as soon as possible,” said an expert present.Breaking the silence, "It takes time for something to go from the research laboratory to the factory, and it also takes time to turn from raw materials into products. Spring farming will start soon. Whether farming can be resumed in heavily polluted areas is a key to how we can successfully survive this crisis." The key to the difficulty. "
"Fortunately, the preparation process of neutralizer is not complicated. Existing alchemy plants should have the production conditions. The key is to prepare raw materials and modify the reactor," another technician The staff said, "If the alchemy factories in Saint-Sunil and Pompeii start working at the same time, it should be in time."
Bertila listened to people's discussion, and the branches and flowers behind him swayed gently: "If you need me, I can help - the ecological pods growing in my root zone can also be used to synthesize neutralizers, but the efficiency may not be as good as your factory..."
"Those The ecological pod is cultivating the seeds needed for spring cultivation, which is equally important to us." Norris interrupted Bertila, "Ms. Bertila, please believe in the power of Cecil Industry. The alchemy factory will solve the next problem. Production problems."
Then the old man smiled again: "Of course, if there is a real risk of insufficient production, we will definitely seek help from you in time."
Bertila looked at the old man in front of him quietly, seeing that this man without any extraordinary power, and even his life was about to come to an end, was leading thousands of ordinary people like him and those who were willing to join this fight. The old man who had extraordinary talents in his career came to reverse a disaster, was silent for a while.
She closed her eyes slightly, her senses spreading, and she stared at everything on this land.
In this month of recovery when the world is getting warmer, another gust of wind blows through the wilderness plains of the Thorin region. The wind blows through the canopy of the giant Thorin tree, which is so huge that it blocks out the sky and the sun. The wind blows through the layers of branches. Continuous waves set off among the broad leaves.
The giant magic obelisk placed at the top of Thorin's giant tree emits a faint blue light, floating in the air and running calmly. It is set up in the hub monitoring station on the lower level of the tree trunk, and is directly connected to the magic network of the obelisk. Greetings from distant sites are floating over the terminal:
"Lu'an Hub is sending a message to Solin Hub and saying hello to the compatriots in the reconstruction area - the weather in Lu'an City is fine today."
Deep underground in the giant tree area, between the huge and winding root system, the former headquarters of the Society for the Death of All Things has been occupied by vines, roots and modern civilization. The bright magic crystal lamp illuminates the gloomy and oppressive past. In the rooms and halls, under the light, lush plants surround each translucent ecological pod. In the light yellow biomass solution, there are a large number of lives wrapped in a culture matrix - no longer twisted experimental organisms, but also They are not deadly monsters, they are ordinary grains and beans, and they are maturing rapidly.
That was the result of Bertira and the Imperial Druids throughout the winter. It was a successful individual that had been cultivated countless times, and it was a seed that could thrive in even lightly polluted areas.
The Imperial Druids in robes or short robes were busy among the culture vessels, observing samples, recording data, and screening individuals, quietly, orderly, and rigorously.
This made Bertila couldn't help but think of the past, the way those believers of the Death of All Things were busy in the underground palace.
But everything is obviously different.
Technology has finally returned to its proper direction.