Sword of Dawn

Bertila nodded, and then looked at another communication device. The light representing the smooth flow of the superluminal channel flickered slightly on the base of the magic net terminal. The Noi people were waiting for Luo from four light years away. News from Lun.

She stretched out her hand and pressed the send button: "The stellar approach probe sent back a message that the impact will happen on time. Please get ready to synchronize the data with Nuoyi."

After a while, the communication device buzzed, and the reply from the Nuoyi people was quickly translated into the common language of Loren by the starbreaker and the calculation array: "Noi received it, the data synchronization is ready, and the follow-up process will follow the last time synchronization. The data is automated."

Bertila breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, but her nerves were still tense, because no matter whether it was Nuoyi who was four light-years away, or "O" who was hundreds of millions of kilometers away, they were far away from the world she was familiar with. "Scale", she can't perceive, can't witness, and can't control these things that happen in a remote place, but can only expect everything to go well, which makes her quite uncomfortable.

In such a state of nervous tension, the communication from Nuoyi rang again, and she saw a message from the "witch" Nova: "Is everything ok over there? Our place... now The atmosphere is tense."

"The atmosphere here is also very tense." For some reason, when she saw the message from Nova, Bertila's tense nerves suddenly relaxed a little, and there was even a little smile on her expressionless face "But at least this time we're close."

"...When we found out about ten days ago that you had an autonomous fleet stationed near the stars, we were all taken aback. This was far beyond your previous self-reports, so much so that my grandfather even suspected that you were making up news to comfort us," Nova seemed to be using conversation to dissipate his stress, or just wanted to pass the difficult 10 minutes as soon as possible," and after knowing the impending 'impact', many people stayed up all night Can't sleep."

"This is also amazing news for us," Bertila said slowly, "Whether it is the contact of the 'Omega fleet' or the collision, it is actually beyond our expectations."

"...Fate is made up of accidents one after another," the words from the "witch" appeared on the communication interface, and then the signal fell silent for a while, and a new message came over, "Ms. Bertila, I have found the star in your galaxy."

Bertila was taken aback, and she quickly remembered what the "witch" said before, remembering that the other party was looking for the stars in the galaxy where Loren was located in the night sky, she smiled, and sent a response to the other side of the star sea : "Is it bright?"

"Very bright," along with the humming sound of the machine, the text on the communication interface gradually emerged, "From my perspective, it is one of the brightest stars in the night sky..."

Bertila quietly watched the text that appeared on the communication screen, she knew that in a short while, the star named "Ao" would become brighter than it is now, and its brilliance would last for several seconds , but for people living on the planet Noi, it will take four years for them to see these few seconds of twinkling in the night sky with their naked eyes.

But for the magic tide observation device, the "flickering" of stars is a phenomenon that can be observed immediately, because in a sense, the magic tide observation device itself is actually a primitive superluminal observation system, it can even It is regarded as the basis of FTL communication technology-although in fact there is still a huge span between the two technologies.

In the hall, the operator's report suddenly sounded: "Omega's time is correct, there are still 15 minutes before the impact."

This time, the time synchronization report seems to be a button that has crossed the critical point. Many seats in the command hall have obviously become more tense, and the operators are all focused on the equipment readings in front of them, ready to receive the synchronization from Nuoyi at any time. data, while Beltira quickly turned her gaze to another magic net terminal next to the command seat, and she saw the face of Mirmina appearing in the holographic projection, behind which was the surge in the observer's secret room. The magical flow of light, and countless, running terminal devices.

"The magic tide observation device is ready." In the observer's secret room, Mirmina said calmly, and her mind has spread and diffused into the entire observation system through the ubiquitous magic power at this moment. She can feel Seeing the surging dark blue magic power oscillating and rushing in countless runes, orbits and force fields, you can feel the sensor array on the plain standing proudly in the wind, and you can feel the power coming from the computing center and energy site of the Ancestor Peak. The brisk buzzing is waiting for that crucial task in the best condition, while countless engineering personnel, emergency response teams, and redundancy teams are waiting around each key facility, as if waiting for fate.

But Mirmina is very clear that the existence of these "emergency teams" is actually more similar to a psychological comfort, because the real opportunities left to the world are less than ten seconds. Any link failure will lead to a complete loss, and there will be no chance of "emergency response".

What people can do is to do everything possible to prepare before today's action, to ensure that the state of the magic tide observation device is at its peak, and this has been done in the past ten days-but mortals are such a strange species , even if you know that there is nothing to do, you have to check the only chips in your hand again and again, just to let yourself take the next step of your destiny with peace of mind...

"Omega is on time, there are still 5 minutes before the impact."

Now, everything that should be done has been done, and the due responsibilities have been fulfilled. The streamer from four light-years away resolutely fell to the strange star in a distant foreign land. For all beings on the planet Loren It is said that all they can do is to open their eyes wide to witness the morning light brought by the nameless alien god to the two civilizations.

"Omega is on time, there are still 1 minutes before the impact."

The deep sound began to resound throughout the Ancestral Plain, and all the sensor towers started to run under the injection of surging energy. The computing center and control nodes on the Ancestral Peak precisely adjusted each sensor according to the preset program. At the focus of the scan, huge amounts of data began to flow under Mirmina's gaze.

The "eye" of the planet Loren opened, and at the same time, Noy, who was four light years away, also activated their observation device and began to scan the direction of the demon tide.

The principle of magic tide observation is that two planets four light-years apart scan a specific starry sky at the same time. By observing multiple stars at the same time, the two planets will respectively obtain data α and data β related to the magic tide. The two data scanned at the same time will be combined into the secret key (α-β) to activate the barrier. The problem Loren encountered is that the data he obtained is not a definite β, but a suspected β and a suspected γ at the same time. exist, and cannot be distinguished from each other, which leads to the combination of Noy and Loren to have two solutions of α-β and α-γ at the same time, and no one knows which of them is correct.

But now, these two figures superimposed like nightmarish shadows are about to become clear.

In the vast universe, several detectors that are on the verge of disintegration are resisting the pull of the stars with the maximum engine output, and while struggling to maintain themselves, they are watching the stream of flames like dust falling into the sea of ​​flames.

On the surface of a rocky planet near "Ao", a walking probe climbed up to the boulder on the plain. A giant sun is much smaller than the sun.

Deep in the Omega Steel Fortress, the Omega Mind, which was designing an alien ecosystem, also temporarily suspended more than half of its threads, paying attention to the data sent back by the distant probes.

Four light-years across, three planets, all eyes on the same flash.

Then, the flash appeared.

"Tracking unit reports that impact has occurred."

A small stone fell into the boundless lake of fire, and the ripples it caused were extremely small on an astronomical scale, but these small ripples were enough to cross the accuracy threshold of the magic tide observation device, and enough to convey to mortals the crucial the secret key.

In the peak of the ancestors, in the depths of the observer's secret room, Milmina felt the roar of the feedback from the sensor array, and the data transmitted from the computing center were clearly presented in her "eyes". The two superimposed data It still exists in the system, but in the next second, she noticed an extremely obvious fluctuation in strength from one of the data.

It was as if the strange Ability God gently plucked the string of fate, conveying the last greeting of parting to her: friend, the way is here.

Mirmina took a breath, and said softly as if talking to herself: "Thank you."

A voice came from the communicator next to it: "Observer, please report the results."

"The observer received it, the secret key has been confirmed, and the synchronization data has been sent to the Sorin Command Center and the Empire's Magic Technology Department—we succeeded."

Chapter 1589 The Last Gathering

The cluster of small lights disintegrated in the blazing sea of ​​burning stars, and the ensuing chain reaction formed a storm on the surface of "Ao" that lasted for [-] seconds, and the huge burst of magic power stirred the surface of the star A high-energy example of jet streams, streams of flames of astonishing scale spewed out from the sea of ​​plasma flames. During this brief flash, the level of energy radiation released by the entire star fluctuated by less than [-]%—then , everything gradually returned to calm.

The star burns forever, as always.

At the critical observation point near "Ao", there are only the last two tracking observation units controlled by Omega. These two scarred aircraft are still struggling to maintain their positions, but the surface of their thermal energy shields has appeared. There are countless tiny cracks and peeling scars, and half of their observation devices have been completely burned by the brilliance of the star, but the remaining observation devices are still watching the surface of the star, watching the direction in which the flame stream disappeared.

Until the last moment, Omega tried to call out to the flame, but the latter never responded.

Now, the task of the tracking unit is completed, and part of Omega's threads are quietly flowing in their background control system. He knows that he should recover these two aircraft. Although they are seriously damaged, they still have the motivation to fly back to the base. , even if there is no possibility of repair, the materials in their bodies still have some recycling value, but for some reason, he never issued a recycling order. After thinking quietly for an unknown period of time, he instead controlled the two aircrafts and turned the engine nozzles. Let them fall straight into the sea of ​​fire on the surface of "Ao".

Sensing the two tracking units rapidly falling towards the surface of the star in the data link, feeling their shields being burned by flames, and the structure being torn and gasified little by little, Omega was briefly confused, his server array Buzzing, some old experience data was called out, but was quickly excluded, he thought about the meaning of what he did, and why the stream of light falling towards the stars would make his mind It took a long time for this unexpected fluctuation to occur, and he finally found the corresponding answer from some materials from his hometown and from his own creator: this kind of behavior is called "funeral mourning".

Omega felt that he had learned something useful again—even though he still didn't quite understand the meaning of this "new knowledge", he still imprinted this new knowledge into his mental data quite solemnly.

At the same time, on Loren planet, in the territory of the Ogulei tribal country, the low humming sound echoing on the ancestral plain was gradually returning to silence.

The huge magic power extracted from the inside of the planet is gradually calming down, and the load of the vibration focus is also falling back from the peak value. Mirmina sat quietly in the observer's secret room, feeling the gradual relaxation of this giant engineering beast. The body finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After sitting here for so long, she is now completely accustomed to the feeling of integrating her perception with the magic tide observation device. When her spirit spreads out along the magic veins on the plain, the city covers the entire The giant steel structure on the plain seemed to be an extension of her body. When the huge sensor array began to scan the starry sky, she even felt that her perception was projected into the depths of the starry sky—this incredible "sympathy" It made her quite nervous at first, but now she has unconsciously become a little bit intoxicated by it.

The information gathered from various information channels began to flow into the observer's secret room. After the accurate upload of the observation data of the magic tide, all the follow-up effects began to gradually appear:

The first is the mother star barrier control center located in the Tarash Plain, where huge data deduction and model construction have begun, and the ancient Ophelia matrix is ​​importing the magic wave parameters into the control system of the mother star barrier, although The "hardware" part of the Sky Station has not yet been completed, but at least at the data level, the Ophelia Matrix has begun preparations for the final stage;

Immediately following the feedback from the Empire’s Magic Energy Technology Department, scholars have received the parameters of the magic wave fluctuations, and mortals will take this opportunity to take a crucial step and begin to explore from the height of "origin" and "truth". To understand the world in which you live, it is the first time that all living beings in the world can calculate and measure the starry sky above your head with truly accurate data instead of myths and stories——the magic tide, which is a disaster that can destroy civilization, but it is also the most powerful disaster in the universe. The most accurate and purest "ruler", and now, mortals have finally got this ruler;

At the same time, the Sorin Command Center also sent feedback that the synchronous observation of Noi and Loren has been successfully completed, and the Noi people have also obtained the latest data on their planet. Now the super-light speed communication system between the two planets It is operating at full power, and the huge observation data is sent to the opposite side of the star sea, and is solved by the parent star barrier/mental unity field device of the two planets respectively. The alien data and local data will be merged and reorganized to become the key to activate the barrier. The ultimate key...

The data channel is very busy, and the computing centers and control systems in various places are sending and receiving a large amount of data in an intense and orderly manner. Mirmina can feel that these data are excited in the magic field when they pass by the magic net central tower on the top of the holy mountain. ripples, but she herself is at ease at the moment—the crucial observation task has ended, and there is nothing here that needs her to control personally, and the computing center and servo brain array in the holy mountain will automatically complete the follow-up There are also dedicated personnel to coordinate and handle tasks in other regions, and judging from the feedback from each channel port, the heads of other units should not have much time to pay attention to their own side... When you are free, do something Woolen cloth?

After a moment of hesitation, Mirmina connected to the magic net terminal next to the throne, and the anti-divine barrier started to operate spontaneously, and the holographic projection above the terminal showed a clear and stable picture after a few seconds of flickering standby. A silly-looking deer head (from Mirmina's perspective) appears in the center of the screen: "Mirmina? Are you done with your work? Everything is going well?"

"I'm done, everything is going well," Mirmina exhaled. She wanted to introduce her work process to the opposite party and explain the specific situation now, but she swallowed her words just as she was about to speak, "...In short It's a success, and the magic tide defense plan will proceed as scheduled."

Amon on the communication screen seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and then said thoughtfully: "...Did you omit a lot of things just now? Why do I feel offended?"

"Illusion," Mirmina said casually, "Besides, I'm just explaining to you the workflow of the magic tide observation device and the mother star barrier in detail, can you understand?"

"Then you still omitted it! How do you know that I don't understand?" Amoen immediately raised his eyes, but then shook his head again, and changed the topic, "Of course, I don't understand these things myself. Not interested... Then you have finished your work, can you come back early? Now that you have obtained the correct parameters of the magic wave, do you still need to keep an eye on the observation device?"

"I would like to rest now," Mirmina thought for a while, then shook her head regretfully, "But everything is not settled yet, and before the tide of magic really passes, it is uncertain whether there will be An accident happened, just to be on the safe side, it’s best not to shut down the observation devices here—I have to continue to be on duty here until the world is truly safe.”

Amoen on the communication screen nodded: "Oh..."

"What about you?" Mirmina suddenly felt that the atmosphere was a little weird. Although she couldn't tell where the weirdness was, she subconsciously looked for the topic, "What are you doing now? How do I feel?" Is there a little excitement around you?"

In the depths of the disobedient courtyard, under the golden oak tree emitting endless radiance, Amon raised his head from the magic net terminal. He glanced at the situation in the rally not far away, and his tone became serious and solemn: "Today is Last lesson, and their last assembly here."

Perhaps it was some kind of coincidence, when the ray of light from Noi collided with "Ao", when the two planets finally obtained the key key to resist the magic tide through simultaneous observation, in the courtyard deep in the Shadow Realm , which also happens to be the last meeting of the gods of Loren.

The shimmering light from the golden oak trees illuminated the edge of the courtyard, and the powerful magic spar lamps illuminated the large barren field outside the courtyard. The figures gathered together again, and on a high platform surrounded by these stalwart figures, Rebecca's figure looked extremely small.

But this small figure is the focus of all the eyes of the gods, and it is the center of this assembly hall.

"Actually, I don't have much to teach you today," Rebecca sat down on the stage. After getting along for so long, she has already adapted to the special features of this "classroom" and adapted to being with a class. The huge pressure to help the gods talk face to face, she knows that these scary-looking "big men" are actually very kind and friendly, and they trust her like friends, so her attitude in front of them is also very casual, "Everything that can be used I have taught you all the knowledge and things that may come in handy, and you have also completed all the paper and practical tests, setting up the explosion site, storing the explosives, detonating, self-protection... that's all in all."

While speaking, she looked around slowly, and she saw that the blood god Dan Mo was sitting on a boulder and watching her. This old man with a majestic and scary face was actually very kind and friendly. Li and the goddess of curse Kizna are sitting together. These two goddesses who are incomparable in terms of priesthood and personality have become friends at some point. The three sisters of Fengrao are not far away, and they are smiling here. , the God of Winter and the Forest stood on the other side, talking to the God of Wine and Fire beside him in a low voice...

They are called "Gods", but since then, Rebecca has completely forgotten the glorious titles they bear, and here she imparts knowledge from mortals to these great beings, just like She taught her assistants in the laboratory, and faced the students who came to study at Imperial College—a master-student relationship that subverted cognition was established between mortals and gods, but for the parties involved, everything seemed to be a matter of course things.

And now, this short-lived master-student relationship has come to an end.

"Today is the last time you come here to gather," Rebecca said, "As of yesterday's Midsummer Festival celebration, the explosives stored by the Kingdom of the Gods have all reached the expected equivalent, and according to our previously agreed plan, after that The sacrificial activities in various places will continue until the magic tide officially arrives and the mother star barrier is officially activated. This additional explosive stockpile will ensure the success rate of the Ragnarok plan to the greatest extent.

"At the same time, the meeting place here will be temporarily closed to further reduce the chance of the 'divine half body' becoming vigilant. We will no longer communicate with each other unless there is an unexpected situation that requires a temporary convening."

After Rebecca's voice fell, the assembly hall fell into silence for a while. The gods who came to the assembly today had already known about this arrangement. It is inevitable that the heart will be touched.

After an unknown amount of time, the silence was finally broken. The Blood God Dan Mo was the first to stand up. He came to the high platform, stared at the little mortal girl on the high platform with an extraordinarily solemn expression, and said in a low voice: "I would like to express my gratitude to you. Although the time we spend together is short, according to the rules of the world, I should still call you a teacher."

"Don't, don't, don't! Don't be so polite!" Rebecca was taken aback, and quickly waved her hands, "I just taught you some basic things, and I dare not call myself a teacher—and I can't even say thank you Yes, if you have to say it, you have protected this world for so many years..."

"Just accept it, our 'Teacher of the Gods'," the earth goddess Gaia walked over with a smile, "Dan Mo is very reasonable in this regard, he is the most disciplined."

"Ah... my ancestors will definitely talk about me when I go back," Rebecca scratched her head, but still laughed after a while, "Well, I will accept this title, but it's just in name. ——Under normal circumstances, you should call me Rebecca."

Blood God Dan Mo finally showed a smile, and the majestic old man nodded slightly: "Of course."

Rebecca laughed, and then she looked around at the figures in her sight again, and after hesitating a few times, she finally couldn't help but say, "That... and there..."

She opened her mouth, held it in for several seconds, and finally said: "You must come back alive..."

"Since this is the request of 'teacher'," the goddess of the earth smiled, emphasizing the word "teacher", "of course—we will definitely come back alive."

Rebecca knew it was time to say goodbye.

She took a deep breath and waved her hands to these stalwart figures: "Okay, that's it for today, get out of class is over, you go back."

But after her words fell, the figures around the high platform did not leave. These beings who were dubbed "gods" by the world seemed to still have something to say. They exchanged glances with each other. After a few seconds, singing and dancing and wind God Nefari took a step forward: "We have a gift for you."

Rebecca was taken aback for a moment: "Ah...a gift?"

"It's a graduation commemoration, don't mortals talk about this?" Nefali said, and at the same time, she reached out and placed something on the high platform where Rebecca was - the thing was as small as a pebble in her hand , but Rebecca saw that it was actually a ceremonial shield inlaid with many gemstones, shells, and feathers as decorations, "This was given to me by my believers a long time ago. At that time, the priestess would dance on the battle shield to bless the warriors of the tribe...Later, this custom gradually evolved into the "Wind Dance" in the western part of the mainland. I give it to you, and hope it can bless you too .”

"I don't have anything good. I took this ivory from the throne." Faule, the god of winter and mountains, also stood up, and he placed an ivory as long as Rebecca's height on the high platform. Go up, let out a "boom", "Anyway, that place is going to blow up, I leave this thing as a souvenir for you."

The goddess of spring, Flora, also came to the high platform, and she placed a wreath in front of Rebecca—the wreath was woven from unknown flowers and vines, maintaining the vitality as if it was still growing on the earth: " This is made by our sisters, you can... ah, it may be a little big for you, but it is also good for living room decoration..."

Rebecca watched the gods put one gift after another on the high platform. She was stunned at the beginning and became a little at a loss, and then subconsciously yelled: "Hey, don't be so polite... It's okay, it's okay, hey ——My family’s ancestors said that you can’t take people’s things casually, and why are you doing this as if you are ready to die at any time if the plan fails, the atmosphere is not right!”

When Rebecca yelled, Kizna, the Goddess of Cursing who was standing silently on the edge, hurried forward: "Don't say that, it's unlucky, we're just giving gifts as souvenirs, not explaining the last words..."

Before the cursed goddess could finish speaking, all the gods nearby said in unison: "Shut up!"

Chapter 1590 The Eve of Dawn

"All the data has been sent, and the superluminal communication array is on standby."

Bertila's voice came from the Magic Net terminal on the desk, and Gawain only heaved a sigh of relief until then. He leaned back on the large armchair, letting his spirit relax a little bit.

Outside the window, the night has fallen, and the bright stars are gradually emerging from the dark sky. In the direction of the city, the street lights have been lit, and the man-made lights are connecting into long twinkling rivers one after another. The light of the magic vehicle driving at night While walking through these rivers, the magic spar lamp in the study dispelled the night seeping in through the window. The summer heat was gradually receding, and the slightly cold night wind blew in through the window, relaxing Gao Wen. body and mind.

After some time, he heard Bertila's voice from the magic net terminal: "Brother Gawain, I just received a message from the Tarash Plain that the Ophelia Matrix has sent the Noi people to Another set of data from the parent star barrier control array has been input into the parent star barrier control array, and the related calculation process has already begun, and it is estimated that it will take three to six days to complete the calculation—because the amount of data is huge, Ophelia Matrix will personally supervise the calculation process .”

"Well, Veronica has already submitted a leave application to me today, and she said that she needs to focus most of her energy on the mother planet's barrier control center," Gawain nodded lightly, "How is your situation? Continuously carrying out this large-scale data transmission, the load on the Sorin Computing Center should not be small, right?"

"I'm cooling down—frankly speaking, the pressure is really high, and I feel like my brain is boiling... I may need to find a few rangers to help put a few frost novas in my brain to feel better," Beltira said on the communication screen with a blank expression , and his tone was stern, as if he didn’t realize that what he said was too weird in all aspects, “But it’s better than putting the data processing pressure on Antaveen, at least the computing units here can be mass-produced Yes, Antaveen's FTL communication array is the only one."

"...You have really worked hard," Gao Wen's mouth trembled, and he managed to maintain his image of a "stable and reliable good brother". Then he was silent for a moment, and then continued with a trace of emotion, "The next thing is Waiting for the day when the fate will be revealed, we and Nuoyi have done everything we can, including all the preparations and plans... Beltira, the next time I contact Noi, it should be the last time."

"It's the 'last time before the devil's tide comes', Brother Gawain," Bertila tried to show a stiff smile on his expressionless face, "We have already made an agreement with that witch lady, we will be there when the devil's tide ends." Then tell each other safe."

"...Yes, it is the last time before the demon tide comes, my statement is not rigorous enough," Gawain laughed, and then his expression gradually became serious again, he stared at Beltira's eyes on the communication interface, and slowly Slowly said, "Are you ready? I mean..."

"I understand what you mean, all the preparations are ready," Bertera nodded lightly, "The energy required for the dormant period has been stored inside the giant tree of Sorin, and part of the synthetic brain has completed cognitive adjustments and can be turned at any time. Into hibernation, the root layer embryo bank and deep bunkers are already in place, if that day really comes, I will faithfully fulfill my promise to you, and survive at all costs until my successor starts again on this land."

Gawain nodded slightly, but did not speak again. He just kept silent, thinking quietly under the night and light. Then he exhaled lightly and looked at Beltira in the holographic projection. Before he was about to say something, Bertila interrupted him: "There is no need to say anything more, Brother Gawain, you have already said what you need to say, right? And as far as I am concerned... It’s not too much of a burden.”

As she spoke, she seemed to be lost in memories, and after thinking for a moment, she said in a tone of exclamation: "Thinking about it carefully, I have indeed experienced many things... Over the centuries, I used to be a druid priestess on the border of Gondor, and I was once the priest leader of the Eastern Expeditionary Army. Some people call me the saint among the pioneers, and some call me the princess of Typhon. I have also fallen into darkness , became a frightening dark believer in fanaticism and paranoia, but now it has turned into a plant, sheltering a side of water and soil. At this moment, tens of thousands of people are living under my canopy, countless Qing's birds and beasts are nesting among my vines and branches... Destiny is incredible, isn't it? Brother Gawain.

"You said, if the barrier of the mother star really fails, what will the successor who rises from this land call me at that time? A magnificent tree from the civilization of the last era, a memory of countless ancient years And knowledge, the living relics that are narrated to the world, maybe many people will gather at my feet, and even become a new ethnic group under the giant tree of Sorin. In the culture and cognition of that ethnic group... how should the giant tree of Sorin be What's your name?"

Gawain couldn't help being aroused by the scene described by Bertila. Although it was a future that everyone was avoiding, that scene inevitably made his thoughts fluctuate. He leaned on the armchair, lost in thought. After a few seconds, he subconsciously muttered softly: "Sounds like it would be suitable for an epic fantasy game main city..."

Bertila: "...I don't understand."

"I mean, Film may be interested in shooting an epic fantasy phantom drama based on this theme," Gao Wen smiled and waved his hands, "I didn't think about it before, now look at yours. I am afraid that life is not enough to support a troupe of playwrights...you can even support three generations of them by the way."

"Ah, then I'm really looking forward to it," Bertera said with a smile, "Maybe after this magic wave is over, we can ask Mr. Film to make such a ghost drama? A fantasy drama in the post-apocalyptic era . . . this is a train of thought that no one has ever thought of.”

As she said that, she shook her head again: "But now I have more important things - I really have to find some assistants to help put a few frost novas in my brain, and one of the servo brains seems to be really boiling ..."

Gao Wen immediately waved his hands when he heard this, with a dumbfounding expression on his face: "Hurry up, hurry up—you can talk to me for so long even if your brains are boiling."

Bertila's figure disappeared from the communication screen, and Gawain let out a long sigh of relief. He got up from behind the desk and went to the window, letting the cool night wind soothe his nerves, but this time he failed again. Relaxed for too long - a burst of rhythmic footsteps suddenly sounded from the direction of the corridor, followed by a knock on the door of the study.

Tangtang was walking in the corridor + came in through the door + knocked on the door ahead of time, of course it couldn't be Amber - Hetty's voice came to Gawain's ears: "Ancestor, are you inside?"

Gao Wen straightened his expression immediately, turned around and looked at the door: "Come in."

The heavy wooden door was pushed open immediately, and Hetty, who was wearing ordinary clothes, pushed the door and walked in. She first glanced at the magic net terminal that was already on standby on the table, and then bowed slightly to Gawain: "Ancestor, Rui Becca is back."

"Rebecca...has the meeting at the Disobedient Courtyard ended?" Gawain raised his eyebrows, "It's a little earlier than expected. Did it go well there?"

"Everything is going well. The final handover and plan adjustments have been completed. According to the plan, the rebellious meeting place will be closed after today, and the monitoring focus of the Theocratic Council will shift to the church headquarters in each region. The follow-up sacrificial ceremonies in the countries of the alliance will also be scheduled. Proceed—until the parent star barrier is activated," Hetty reported with a serious face, but immediately there was a strange expression on his face, "It's just that Rebecca's side... there is something unexpected."

Gawain felt his heart beat a beat when he heard this: "Why is she surprised... This is the last meeting, could it be that she burned down that golden oak tree in Amorn?"

"...She brought back a lot of presents from the meeting place, saying that they were left by the gods to commemorate her graduation." Hetty's expression was a little numb, "Three large carts were pulled back, and they had already been unloaded in the back garden. Now, Ms. Enya is helping to check for residual pollution, Rebecca dare not come to see you, lest you say she accepts academic bribes..."