It is of course an epic thing for all the mortal nations to work together to fight against the doomsday and counterattack the wasteland. The successful purification of the ancient kingdom of Gondor, which fell for seven hundred years, will certainly leave a glorious page in the history books - it has its own countless historiography Writers, playwrights, and bards came to record and praise all this, but as an empire leader, Gawain had to start thinking about some more realistic issues at this time.
A land that is vaster than any current empire, is recovering, and is waiting to be developed and colonized. An energy vent originating from the planet's core power. Incalculable long-term benefits. Unclarified ownership issues. If these things are not taken care of now. Start thinking, then the alliance countries that are still united at this moment may fall into chaos tomorrow.
He raised his head and looked at the sensors hanging from the ceiling. Although he knew that Ophelia's body was not these "camera", and these "camera" were not the only channel for Ophelia to perceive the outside world, but in doing so At least it would give him the feeling of having a "face-to-face conversation" with the other party: "Actually, I was a little worried about whether you would support this decision. After all this is your territory, and you don't have to listen to my arrangements here."
"This is the best arrangement at the moment," Ophelia said in a very calm voice, "I need a place to stay without being disturbed, and you need the order and stability of the alliance not to be destroyed. From a rational perspective, the Iron Man Corps and This underground base obviously cannot use up the huge magic power of the Deep Blue Well. Such a large amount of energy should be used in the right place - whether it is to rebuild the wasteland or to recuperate after the war, this energy can be put to use, and in During this process, the alliance must have a relatively fair and enforceable 'distribution plan', and similarly, my Iron Man Corps and I also need a 'backup'."
"In addition to the support of the Cecil Empire, the existence of the Iron Man Corps itself will also be an important guarantee for maintaining the neutral status of the Deep Blue Well after the war, and the huge energy output by the Deep Blue Well is a small 'neutral city-state' The source of voice and influence in the alliance," Gawain nodded lightly, "Neutralism requires neutral capital. There is no paradise for no reason - especially in this paradise there is an endless gold mine. This is especially true in the case of mines.¡±
"I know that very well," said Ophelia.
"Speaking of which" Gawain touched his chin and asked with some concern, "What is the current situation of the Iron Man Corps?"
"The damage rate has reached three-quarters. At the end of the battle, the mental cores in the inventory were exhausted, and a large number of soldiers are still lying in the recovery warehouse," Ophelia said in a calm tone about the shocking damage, " But fortunately, the production facilities of the base itself have not been too damaged. I am gradually restarting the production lines and manufacturing new mental cores. As long as there is enough time, the Iron Man Corps can recover."
"That's good," Gawain breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and then he couldn't help laughing at himself, "There are really a lot of problems to consider I didn't come here to discuss this with you. It¡¯s a serious and depressing question, I just came to say hello to you¡and see what you really look like.¡±
"He who can do the hard work, Your Majesty," Ophelia's voice seemed to have a hint of smile, "and I think we have said hello well."
Gawain nodded slightly, and then his eyes fell on the platform in front of him again. He stared at the real Princess Ophelia Norton in history who was sleeping in the container. He did not speak for a long time, and Ophelia Leia Matrix obviously noticed this. After a few minutes of silence in the hall, her voice once again reached Gawain's ears: "Unfortunately, I am not really her, and there is no way for me to 'come out' to greet her. You, although I had previously considered creating a special Iron Man body to serve as an 'interface' to talk to you in this base, in the end I still chose to let you come here."
"No, I don't feel sorry," Gawain shook his head and retracted his gaze from Ophelia Norton, "I actually don't care at all whether you are the so-called 'real' Ophelia Norton¡ª¡ª I don't know her at all, I've never talked to her, and I don't know much about her life or temperament. Although I know that she must be a great and admirable person, to me she is still a stranger.
"And you, you are the only Ophelia Norton I know. We have cooperated for a long time and will continue to cooperate in the future. Under this premise, I don't care whether my ally is a human or an artificial one. intelligent."
"The speech is in line with your personality," Ophelia Matrix judged calmly, but then she still sighed helplessly, "Unfortunately, I still don't know whether I am her. My personality data and The starting memory bank is 100% copied from Ophelia Norton herself, my heart.??A little surprised: "What's wrong?"
"Please tell the Iron Soldier named Diana that the repair slot for her is ready."
Gawain was stunned for a moment, and a smile appeared on his face: "she will be very happy to hear the news."
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The night falls and the stars shine brightly. Today, seven hundred years later, the brilliant starry sky finally appears over the Talalash Plain again. Under the long-lost starlight, the wilderness has returned to silence.
A large number of mortal armies are still gathered on this plain. It is obviously not a simple matter to evacuate such a large army from the battlefield in an orderly manner. The legion commanders and the leaders behind them are preparing for the subsequent evacuation and garrison. The exhausted frontline soldiers were recuperating under the night, while the sentries and patrols were still sticking to their posts. The sensors of the war machines were constantly scanning the battlefield, and the magicians summoned by the spellcasters were Eyes slowly fly across the sky¡ª¡ª
The war is over, the terror created by the dark priests has been eliminated in the force field released by the blocking wall, and the wasteland has been healed. However, even so, no one dares to relax their vigilance easily.
After all, this is a wasteland that has been sinking in darkness for seven hundred years. The blocking wall cannot instantly eliminate all dangerous factors on this land.
The behemoth of the Alliance crept down on this first peaceful night, licking its wounds like a giant beast wary of the wilderness.
And in the northeastern part of the Deep Blue Well, where "Counter Tide" finally fell, a large-scale isolation zone has been opened, and patrolling sentries and automatically operating sensing devices have blocked the entire area.
In the center of the blockade, there was still a slight smoke evaporating from the trench, and a pungent smell was mixed in the night wind. A large number of dark debris fragments extended deep along the trench, and at the end of this scar of flesh and blood , two tall figures were standing in front of the horrifying pile of huge wreckage.
One is the Lord of All Laws, who is as tall as a bell tower and shrouded in mysterious clouds. The other is a giant white deer with a holy figure surrounded by a faint white light.
After observing for a long time, Mirmina, the Lord of All Laws, made an important judgment: "To be honest, I saw many tragic deaths when I was in the Kingdom of God, but this one in front of me is still the worst I have ever seen. "
"One thing to say, it is true that the amount of bleeding was extremely large," Amoren said in a deep voice, "Ah, the amount of bleeding was really extremely large"
"You can't cope with the amount of bleeding, right?" Myrmina couldn't help but turn her head and glance at her "roommate", "You have lamented this no less than ten times along the way."
"I have been bleeding for the past half month, and there is nothing else in my mind now," Amorn shook his head. The white light around him was slightly dimmer than before, but the two white flowers wrapped around his antlers Xiao Hua, however, seems much more energetic than when she was just "transplanted", "And you have to do it yourself Do you know how much courage it tests?"
"Nonsense, isn't that to put a inducing signal on the sentry? And what else can you do if you don't do it yourself? You are thick-skinned, and the 'phlebotomist' sent by the council used an industrial-grade cutting beam to attack you It took two hours to make a palm-sized hole in your body, and you had grown out before I even had time to put the bottle on it - you can't really let them smash it with the Creation of Annihilation, right?" Mirmina's words sounded resentful. Quite, "And you don't have to do it yourself I asked you to help but you still refused. If you really want me to take action, I will definitely have all the blood samples and other things ready in a few times"
When Amorn heard this, he immediately shrank his neck: "Do I dare to let you do it? You rubbed a 140-meter-long light spear and stabbed it over. Then I might as well let the creation of annihilation hit it a few times. ¡¡±
Mirmina seemed a little embarrassed when she heard this, and quickly waved her hand: "Okay, okay, we are not here to discuss this kind of thing, let's get down to business first Such a big thing, I'm afraid it won't be enough for us. I have a headache."
Amorn hummed and turned to look at the "remains against the tide" that were deeply buried in the earth and rocks, with one-third of the structure already buried.
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