Chapter 1054

The rays of light rising in the wilderness are actually very weak, and compared with this vast land, their number is pitifully small, but even so, in these short few minutes, Melita still felt as if they filled her entire body. vision—she couldn't even look away.

After a while, some of the light went out temporarily, but the rest stayed on, shining like stars in this cold and dim "polar midnight".

"The one over there—the farthest, at the foot of that mountain, there may be another camp," Noretta also stared into the distance with wide-eyed eyes, pointing to a cluster of fire lights at the end of her vision, with a trace of Excited, "Can you see it? There are a few smaller light sources moving around there, maybe it's a patrolling team!"

"I saw it, I saw it," Melita said repeatedly, "and to the east of the camp, in the direction of the former Ruth River Valley, several fireballs rose there just now... Maybe a few survivors gathered together... ..."

Noretta quieted down, staring at those places for a long time, and broke the silence after a long time: "Now they should be able to last longer..."

Melita scratched her hair, didn't know what to answer for a while, and held back a few syllables after a long time: "Yes, that's true..."

...

On the high sentry tower, the soaring flames were blazing with the assistance of the supercharging device. Although the cold wind from the direction of the coast was still howling, it was still unable to blow out the dazzling flames. Baloger stood on the supercharging device Next to it, it was not until it was confirmed that these things could run stably that the matter here was handed over to other dragons, and they turned and left the sentry tower.

He came to a nearby high platform, where Andal and Heragor were standing in the night wind, looking towards the direction of the distant plain, and some other red dragons were standing on the edge of the high platform, concentrating on recording something .

"Did you see those signals just now?" Andal was the first to turn his head and said to Baloger when he heard the footsteps behind him, "There are more than we imagined!"

"I saw it, but I'm sure it's not as clear as you guys." Balogar couldn't help showing a smile—he even felt that he hadn't smiled like this in a thousand years. "The pillar of fire on the watchtower is very bright, A little out of sight - like I said, it was a pretty big 'bonfire'."

"We have recorded the location of the signal," Heragor said, "Frankly speaking, quite a few of them are far away or in very dangerous places. Based on the current situation of the camp, it is impossible to send a team to search, but this is at least He pointed out the direction for us, and as long as the situation here improves a little, we can send teams to help the compatriots trapped in the ruins."

"In addition to this, there is a more important point-we have confirmed the existence of other survivor camps," Andal continued, "at least one beacon showed obvious camp characteristics: larger in scale and longer in duration." Long, there are other activity signals around, this is not something that a few dragons can do. Looking in the direction, there should be Akatosh, where there are strong factories and underground bunkers, and there is also a very, very deep mine shaft, which was originally Omi The location of a node of the Ga system, the survivors have a high probability of surviving by relying on those facilities."

Balogar tinged with hope: "We can now..."

"No, it's too far away, and there is a blockade in the middle where the elements are raging and gravity is out of control," Heragor shook his head, "but we can slowly open up a line of communication in the wilderness. In any case, the other camps have been determined. Existence is what matters."

Balogel nodded slightly, and then he showed a pensive look, and said slowly in thought: "With more survivors identified, we should consider the longer-term future... With the current situation in the camp, How many people can we feed?"

"To be honest, it's not optimistic," Andal sighed. "I've discussed this issue with Duke Moore. Now our main source of food is a few warehouses and a food processing factory found nearby.

Some of the goods inside have not been burned or polluted, and they can last for one to two months of consumption. In addition, the camp also sent a team to the direction of the coastline. We can find some supplies from the sea and nearby islands, but the quantity Not too much: the gravity storm has torn apart the continental margins, and the entire offshore area has been greatly affected.

"In comparison, the problem of fresh water is easier to solve. In addition to filtering and purifying seawater, you can also capture low-level water elements wandering nearby—just be careful not to overdo it and cause elemental riots It will be troublesome."

"So, we won't be able to be self-sufficient in the short term, and even if we can get a stable food supply on the farther islands, it will be a long time later," Baloger said in a deep voice, "Before that, everyone will Starving, the only way to stay afloat is to dig through warehouses and factories that have been buried in ruins...it's simply impossible to get a steady supply."

"And one more note: Few dragons know how to grow and harvest crops without relying on automated systems, not to mention farming is not possible in much of the arctic itself without biodome and weather controllers Production," Andal said, "The harvest from hunting is limited, and the skills to obtain food and even process food have to be learned from scratch. After losing the automatic farm and synthesis factory, our start will become extremely difficult. If this situation continues, The surviving dragons will have to turn their eyes to... the warmer human world."

The expression on Balogel's face changed slightly: "What do you mean..."

"Instead of waiting for the situation to continue to deteriorate, and waiting for some compatriots to take risks and choose the wrong strategy when there is no hope, we should take the initiative to do something," Heragor said, looking into Baloger's eyes, "Tallon The era of closed Germany is over, and since we have survived, we should find ways to face these changes.

"For more than a million years, our fellow citizens have never faced 'change', they don't know how to survive outside the cradle, so now is a very critical time-we must rush to the forefront, we must To become the earliest "representative" of Tarrond in contact with the outside world, in order to establish a new order of communication with the outside world, this new order should be civilized and orderly.

"I've discussed with Andal just now that the dragon race wants to return to the world stage, to contact humans and other intelligent races on Loren Continent. We really need help, but we are not going to beg, we have to give Some things are exchanged for scarce supplies, or even scarce living space—all of which must follow the principle of equivalent exchange.”

Andal on the side listened quietly, and he sighed with a complicated expression after Heragor finished speaking: "Equivalent exchange... Now we owe a lot of debts."

Baloger quickly realized: "You mean... the Mithril Treasury?"

"For this world, the Mithril Treasury has existed in name only - there may be something preserved in the outlets other than those set up in Tarrond. The headquarters of the Treasury and all the main warehouses have been wiped out, at least in the case of Agondor That's it. We now owe a large debt, and this debt is not even limited to the main material world..."

"Then pay it back slowly," Heragor said. "The dragon keeps its promise, and we will pay back what we owe, and give what we can."

He said this in a low and serious tone, from which Baloger heard determination and thoughtfulness, and he looked at this old friend in front of him——from 1.87 million years ago, he He is the leader of the giant dragon. Today, 1.87 million years later, he is still maintaining everything in the dragon clan in his own way, including the survival of the dragon clan and the only remaining self-esteem of the dragon clan.

"What do we have left to take out now?" After a moment of silence, Balogar asked, "There is not enough in this wasteland to feed ourselves."

"There is always something that can be brought out. Even if Tarrond is destroyed, we still have many things that can arouse the interest of other races. In addition to those technologies that have dangerous generation gaps, we still have some knowledge that can be revealed. There may still be some treasures in some warehouses, and some treasures can always be dug up under the ruins, it’s really not possible... We still have our own flesh and bones."

Heragor's speech speed is very gentle, but his eyes are firm. His expression reveals his attitude - that is a bottom line he has drawn for the dragon civilization.

Tarrond may have fallen, but the dragon is still standing. The dragon clan was once the most powerful civilization on this planet, and it was the only civilization that managed to break free from the shackles of the gods for more than a million years. So far, he has not allowed his clan to degenerate—the dragon clan will not become thieves, robbers, or live like wild beasts.

The Dragon Clan has returned to the world stage with dignity.

"Since you have made your decision, I naturally support it," Baloger nodded. "Then, since we want to contact humans and other intelligent races, we must have a plan. First, we need to find out about the Loren Continent." Candidates from various races, secondly, looking for targets for early contact, and lastly... we still need to collect some information to understand the current situation in Loren Continent."

"What about the situation in Loren Continent?" Andal mused. "We really should investigate first. The outside world is changing much faster than we are familiar with, and now is the time when they are changing the fastest."

While speaking, he nodded slightly: "As for the candidates of the various races in the Loren Continent and the targets of contact in the early stage, I already have a general idea."

"That's good," Baloger exhaled, "I will also take action--after the camp is stabilized, I will return to the Holy Dragon Principality. Now the Holy Dragon Principality has established contact with the human kingdom of Loren Continent. There can also be a window for Tarrond to understand the continent of Loren.

"In addition, although the principality's crop output is not much surplus, I should be able to raise some food and medicine. However, I may need some extra time to do some preparations there, after all, the dragon descendants... …was not ready to face Tarrond."

Speaking of this, the Dragonblood Grand Duke couldn't help feeling a little regretful: "It's a pity that it's the winter in the Loren Continent, and the grain storage in the northern region should be limited. Neighboring human nations have purchased enough food...I can only do my best."

"Dragon descendants..." Heragor's expression was a bit complicated, and he sighed after a long time, "The mountains are not a place rich in supplies, and it will be very difficult for the dragon descendants to support the primitive dragons that consume a lot. It is a huge burden, so you should do what you can. After all, we never thought of relying on the power of the Holy Dragon Principality..."

"For our daring plan, those dragonborn have already taken on too many things without knowing anything," Andal also sighed, "We should have been their shelter and guide, but in the end we became theirs. burden."

Baloger shook his head: "For many years, I have been watching the Principality of the Holy Dragon. I have watched the dragon descendants come to this day little by little. Genetic adjustments have taken away their wings, and even made them a big part of their lives. Only in human form part of the time, but the Dragonborn never forgot Tarrond - we are bound by blood.

"Maybe not all dragonborn can understand what we have done, but I believe that most of them will choose to help their mother clan after knowing the truth. After all, we are all dragons."

After that, the high platform was quiet for a while, and the three leaders were thinking about things that would affect the long-term, so that no one spoke, except for the whistling wind in the air, only the occasional landing of the search team. The fluttering of wings, and the staccato music that came from deep within the camp.

The sky seemed to be a little dimmer than before, and the stars appeared from the side of the sky closer to the night. Heragor raised his head, his eyes swept across the quiet and cold night sky, he took a deep breath, and slowly Breathe out slowly.

But at this moment, his expression suddenly changed.

"Hragor?" Andal, who was closest to him, was the first to notice the change in his old friend, "What's wrong with you?"

"Did you hear the voice?" Heragor's face was extremely serious, and his eyes were even so serious that it was almost terrifying. "Have you heard...'His'?"

Andal and Baloger were only taken aback by Heragor's face at first, but then they were really startled by the other's words, and even exclaimed in unison: "'His'?!"

"Didn't you hear it?" Heragor glanced across the faces of the two old friends, as if confirming whether their minds were normal. "Just now, there was a momentary echo."

"No." Andal also became nervous. After confirming his mental condition again and again, he shook his head vigorously, "I'm sure."

"I didn't hear that either." Balogar also confirmed.

Heragor frowned and confirmed his mental state. After half a minute, he was slightly relieved, but his frown did not loosen at all.

"Could it be an illusion caused by being too nervous?" Baloger asked hesitantly. "The shackles have disappeared. We have confirmed this point again and again. As long as the ceremony is completed, this process will be irreversible."

"...I hope this is an illusion, but I dare not use the word 'illusion' easily to explain any abnormal phenomenon that happened in my mind," Heragor said in a deep voice, "We... had better confirm again .”