In the next few days, the post-war meeting began to proceed smoothly according to the scheduled process - one motion was thrown out and one motion was discussed, and most of the contents were actually formulating various post-war meetings. Plans for economic recovery and transnational aid, and as the meeting progressed, various issues involving post-war wasteland division and development rights were gradually put on the table.
These are extremely sensitive "cake-sharing" issues, but they are proceeding in a surprisingly smooth manner. As many people have realized - on such issues involving the basic order of the alliance, the three major In fact, the empire has already set the tone in private.
No matter it is Typhon or Cecil, or Silver located in the far south of the continent, no empire wants the alliance to be in chaos. Under this general premise, all issues that may cause chaos in the alliance have been formalized as early as the Talash Conference. "Ventilation" was carried out before the start. As the saying goes, hold small meetings for big things and hold big meetings for small things - issues that really involve the tone will not be put on the big negotiation table at all, and those that can be discussed at the meeting are destined to be only those made up of three parties. The "details" that remain after the great empire has finalized the general direction.
Belsetia Morningstar stood on the high terrace, quietly looking at the night sky over the Talash Plain. From this position overlooking the earth, she could see beams of light emanating from the dark earth one after another. , extending into the distance like a continuous chain, and at the roots of these beams, you can see sparse artificial lights. Those lights are much weaker and rarer than those of the Elf King's Court, but in this dark place In a land that has been shrouded for seven hundred years, even the faintest light seems precious.
The sound of footsteps came from behind, and the Silver Queen spoke slowly without looking back: "Today, we finally finalized the food aid plan for the Kingdom of Gaoling and the Augure Tribal Nation. The Alliance Food Committee should be busy soon."
"The weather has begun to turn colder, and the southern and western regions of the continent that were most severely damaged during the war have lost half of their food-producing areas," Elaine's voice came from the side, "Although the pollution caused by chaotic magic energy has subsided. , but there is no way for the destroyed fertile fields to grow again - before the next sowing season, many areas will face severe food pressure. I am very worried whether the Food Committee can really solve such a big problem, after all The Kingdom of Gaoling itself was once one of the largest grain producers in the Alliance."
"Yes, the pressure is indeed great, especially since the Loren kingdoms have previously used a large amount of grain reserves to support Tallond - at that time, no one thought that the next food shortage would come like this," Berseti Ya shook her head, "But according to Uncle Gawain, the situation does not seem to be as serious as imagined. The main reason is that it has spread to the Thorin Sea of ??Trees in the northern region of Tarash. That huge sea of ????trees is stepping up its efforts to absorb the death of all things. The biomass residue that would be left behind and converted into edible parts would be enough to alleviate some of the food pressure.¡±
"The fruits bred in the sea of ??trees" Elaine's expression suddenly became a little strange, "I heard that the Thorin Sea of ??Trees feeds on the remains of biochemical synthetic beasts and dark roots. The food transformed in this way Although I know It¡¯s not toxic, but it still feels weird.¡±
"But the hungry victims won't consider this," Belsetia glanced at Elaine, "In the face of life and death, they won't care whether the food in their hands grew from the corpses of monsters - let alone the land itself. Where life ends, countless strange and bizarre things have long been buried under every piece of land we cultivate, so we should not care about such details."
"It's exactly what you said," Elaine nodded, and then became a little curious, "But I heard that the yield of Thorin tree fruits is actually not high. Relying on the fruits of that sea of ??trees can really alleviate the food shortage faced by the entire continent. Is it pressure?"
Belsetia thought for a while and said slowly: "It is said that the newly grown leaves and part of the roots of the Thorin giant tree have begun to become edible. Before the arrival of this winter, more than 70% of the new parts of her body have become edible. It can be processed in specific ways and turned into safe food - even as a staple food."
Elaine listened and opened her eyes little by little, until finally she couldn't help but exclaimed: "Convert the body into food?! This this is not a fruit that grows Sister Bertila, she ¡¡±
"She is still the same as before," Belsetia shook her head slightly, interrupting Elaine's words, "You know, when we knew the news, this must have been something she had decided. Sister Bertila has always Thinking that she has some kind ofresponsibility for the mess that will be left behind after the death of all things, even though this branch in the wasteland has nothing to do with her. In this regard, she is even a little paranoid."
¡°¡We can¡¯t make decisions for her, and we can¡¯t make decisions for the victims,¡± Elaine breathed softly.?, your repair slot is ready, follow the indicated track, room number r-635. "
How long has it been since you heard this tone?
This familiar yet unfamiliar system prompt made the core of Diana's mind slightly warm. Those ancient memories still remained in her storage body. However, even with an iron man's artificial mind, when recalling these scenes, it seemed that they were vague. With the faded brown color, she took steps and walked towards one of the rooms along the flowing light. Amidst the slight friction of the mechanical device, the alloy gate slid open in front of her eyes, and a small repair room appeared in front of her.
Diana walked into it and saw that there were seven or eight "repair slots" neatly arranged in this small repair room. It was a kind of metal with a silver-white coating, about the size of a single bed, and a sunken center. Platforms, and various maintenance equipment that are on standby can be seen on the edge of each platform. At this moment, all the repair slots in the room are empty, and their edges are dimly lit. Only the light on the edge of one platform lights up slightly, obviously for her. prepare for.
"Soldier, remove your clothes and come forward. Your repair slot has been marked."
The prompt sounded in her ears. Diana calmed down, temporarily suppressed some of the messy thoughts in her heart, and prepared according to the system prompts. During this process, she could always feel a "will" - ¡ªThis "will" is here, in this room, in this base, and in the entire Deep Blue Well area.
Diana knew that this was "her" looking at her. A long time ago, she was a node under the control of this "consciousness", but now she is no longer, and this consciousness is looking at her at the moment Seems a little curious.
This repair facility is located at the edge of the Iron Man production and maintenance array, and is generally in the "shallow area" of the Deep Blue Fortress. There are still thousands of meters of earth, rock, steel and cement between it and the deepest Ophelia Matrix. But the barrier of thousands of meters cannot stop Ophelia Norton's "eyes" transmitted through countless data links and sensing devices.
Diana lay down in the repair slot assigned to her, and the cold but strangely reassuring touch stimulated her bionic skin. She felt that her mental core had gradually returned to smooth operation, and those arranged around the repair slot The working machinery is making a slight buzzing sound one by one - the equipment here is inspecting an unrecognizable body that has been transformed and repaired after seven hundred years, and trying to formulate a feasible "restoration" plan. This must be Not simple.
There seemed to be some free time before the equipment was ready. Diana focused her eyes on the ceiling. She saw a ring structure directly above the repair slot, with many cables and dormant robotic arms hovering On the edge of this ring structure, and in the center of the ring structure, you can see a device that emits a dark red shimmer - the edge of the device flickers slightly, like a strange eye.
It was indeed an eye, and Diana quickly understood this - it was the eye of Ophelia Norton. A long time ago, the Princess of Gondor who was in charge of the Iron Legion passed through many Such or similar magic devices are used to monitor the Iron Soldiers. Every production array, every maintenance unit, every storage or transfer facility, and even every Iron Soldier has an "extension unit" connected to this system. "The iron men were accustomed to this, and even felt very familiar with it, but at this moment, Diana looked at that eye and suddenly felta little awkward.
Seemingly sensing the Iron Man soldier's uneasiness, Ophelia Norton's voice rang in the room: "You look a little nervous, Diana."
¡°¡Sorry,¡± Diana replied softly, ¡°I haven¡¯t laid down in a repair tank in years.¡±
"Maybe it's not just because of this," Ophelia's voice sounded gentle and plain, "but it's not important - I have to repair your body that is already on the verge of its limit first."
¡°¡Yes, thank you very much.¡±
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