Chapter 1226 The Pages of the Book Have Turned Yellow

In the huge matrix hall, the humming sound from the operation of ancient equipment resonates among the silver-white metal columns. These sounds are superimposed on one another, and sometimes it sounds like some kind of wind chime with wonderful melody—O Filia vaguely remembered that a long time ago, when this underground facility was not closed, someone had visited her and used the "wind chime" to evaluate the sounds she made when she was thinking.

However, that was all a long time ago, so long ago that even tireless machines would seal up the corresponding data at the bottom of the database. Now there will be no living people knocking on the ancient dusty door here. In the huge underground facility, Only the soulless iron man and the cold magic mechanism accompany her, the sleepless ancient ghost.

The resonance between the square pillars gradually became weaker, and the holographic projections that clearly showed the exterior of the wasteland were also extinguished one by one. The Ophelia Matrix ended her short rest state, and called "Vero" outside the wall. Nika"'s active terminal was transferred to the standby thread, and then the metal columns in the hall began to quickly adjust their respective heights and orientation angles, each matrix node completed the self-test and went online, and began to take over the information links of various laboratories and factory facilities in the base road.

At the same time as these matrix nodes were changing, a metal platform located in the center of the hall also rose to the ground with a slight "hissing" injection pressure sound, and the covering device above the platform slid silently to the sides, revealing the The precision container placed on the top of the platform is an ellipsoid-shaped protection chamber made of crystal. Countless pipes and cables are connected to the metal structure of its base, but half of the runes on the base are at the moment. All of the above are off—and inside the ellipsoid chamber, a slightly petite and slender figure quietly floats in the thin pale golden solution.

It was a young woman, with long light gray hair mixed with metallic texture scattered behind her like a waterfall. She was wearing a classical dress that no longer belonged to this era. The vulgar appearance shows the special identity of this "sleepman"—but despite her appearance is still beautiful, this woman floating in the pale golden solution has no vitality, she is like an exquisite doll, floating in the air. In the coffin that has been closed for hundreds of years.

Matrix watched the figure floating in the container, and routinely completed today's monitoring records:

"On XX, XX, the 266,455th day of Ophelia Norton's brain death, the matrix continued to operate, and the internal conditions of the base were normal. Higher-level instructions have not been received yet, and the initial tasks of the system will continue..."

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In the valley surrounded by a piece of corrupted wasteland, the thorny grid interwoven by giant plant structures has grown luxuriantly into a solid and dense wooden dome, which blocks the turbulent foul wind on the wasteland , also blocked the dry sand carried by the wind and the ash debris from unknown sources, and inside the dome, the environment in the valley had completely stabilized.

Luminous plants embedded in the dome and surrounding rock walls provide ample lighting for the entire settlement,

The vines that go deep into the rock formations and underground provide filtered clean water for the valley, and the substances needed for the growth of the plants come from the decayed soil full of magic energy residues. On the slopes, and in the open space between the tree people, a large number of twisted but luxuriant plants can be seen on both sides of the path.

If one ignores the terrifying twisted thorns on the dome and the hidden truth behind this valley, the environment inside...in fact, it can even be described as "vigorous"-if outsiders come here, I'm afraid there will be no It was unexpected that such a lush place would be located in the deepest part of the wasteland of Gondor.

Subtle rustling sounds came from the forest, and a pair of elf sisters stepped out of the forest. The light green priest's dress brushed the low bushes beside the path, and the light from the dome illuminated their delicate faces ——Fierna stopped, looked up at the completely closed dome, then turned her head to look at the "sisters" beside her, and suddenly said with a smile: "Does this scene remind you of the remaining impressions in your mind? In the southern forest, a beautiful elf came from the forest bathed in sunlight, breathing the slightly damp and earthy morning wind..."

Leierna shook her head immediately: "The remaining impressions in my mind have long been fragmented, and I don't think the scene you described can be used in such a forest catalyzed by distorted natural forces... To think of the state of those lush plants before they became what they are now is, to a mortal eye, disgusting."

"The eyes of a mortal..." Fierna said softly, with a faint smile on her face as always, then she restrained her expression and glanced at the surrounding forests, "But it must be admitted that these believers have indeed made amazing achievements. As a result, they have reshaped a suitable ecological environment for themselves on a small scale - in a sense, they have 'healed' this wasteland..."

At this moment, a hoarse and deep voice suddenly came from not far away, interrupting the second half of Ferna's sentence: "Unfortunately, 'healing' the wasteland is just a by-product of the plan. What we are after is to let The whole world is back on the right path."

At the same time, the elf twins turned their gazes to the direction of the sound, and at the same time nodded slightly to the treant leader who was walking slowly with squirming roots: "Look who is here——our Grand Master, Lord Borken."

"Sometimes I'm curious, are you one or two?" Borken didn't pay attention to Sister Fierna's provocative attitude as always, he just glanced at the two in front of him with his tawny eyes. An elf, "If it's the former, use one soul to play two roles and then talk to yourself... Isn't it tiring?"

"On the contrary, it's a lot of fun," the elf sisters said in unison, both of them had faint smiles on their faces, and then Fierna said alone, "Your Excellency, who is usually busy with everything, is free to care about our sisters today." How do you get along? Could it be that you finally gave up your unrealistic plan, and are going to find a sunny place to do photosynthesis like a normal plant?"

Leierna also spoke immediately: "It may also be that the erosion of the dark blue webway has finally aroused the vigilance of the ghost in the center of the wasteland. An army of iron men has located this small hiding place, and the patriarchs are already preparing Pack up and run away..."

"...Sooner or later, I will let your poisonous tongues learn how to get along with your allies," Grand Priest Borken stared at the two elves in front of him, and his tawny eyes briefly revealed There was almost undisguised malice and anger, but soon he restrained these emotions, and his tone became cheerful and relaxed, "Whatever you say, my subordinates have already made great achievements in the Deep Blue Network Road. The success of the project, the control rune stone has been buried, and several veins running through the entire planet are gradually falling into our grasp——I came to tell you that my plan is one step closer to success."

"Ah, thank you for your kindness and candor. You still remember to inform us, an insignificant ally, about the progress of the plan as soon as possible..." Sisters Fierna said in unison in an exaggerated tone. , and then Reina looked into Borken's eyes, "But we guess you didn't just come to report good news to us, did you?"

"Of course not, you'd better not pretend to be confused," Borken said immediately, and his entangled and twisted canopy made a series of rustling sounds from high above, "Don't forget what you promised before-we must put the nodes Only by throwing rune stones into several cracks outside the wasteland can we obtain enough 'control', and to do this, the 'Great Wall of Wasteland' is an obstacle that must be resolved."

"Ah, of course I remember, of course I remember," the elf sister said in a prolonged tone, and Fierna raised her head to look in the direction blocked by the rock wall and the dome, as if she wanted to pass through those obstacles and the distant distance. , to see those majestic giant towers standing on the edge of the Gondor wasteland, "The tower of the Sentinel... We are really able to do more work, to provide you with the knowledge of the dark blue webway, to help you infiltrate the iron soldiers and Orpheus The external energy supply system of the Leah matrix is ​​now helping you to deal with those 'sentinels' standing on the edge of the wasteland...Your Excellency, it is really not easy to cooperate with you."

"This is part of the contract, you two," Borken said in a deep voice, his tone of voice suppressed all the "anger" and "irritability", and turned to become very serious and solemn, "I know you have always had your own small plans, things you want to do privately, but I never really pursued - because in the big direction, we have common goals. The world needs real, long-term security, not any The compromise of living in the world, we want to completely end the threat of demons and gods to this world-for this reason, this world has to choose some sacrifices.

"Now, our long-term efforts have finally reached the most critical time. The deep blue network road that runs through the entire planet is about to fall into our hands, so at least before the plan is completed, let both of us show some sincerity... One day we really need to go our separate ways, and I hope that's after the plan works out."

"...The wonderful speech, Mr. Grand Priest, can already move me," Fierna said unhurriedly after Borken finished speaking, her unpredictable eyes concealed With all her true feelings, she stretched out her index finger and thumb, and made a small gesture in front of Borken, "Of course, it's just a very small touch."

"Even so, we will abide by the contract," said Lena on the side, "We will find a way to deal with those sentinel towers—you can trust us, after all, we have already succeeded a few years ago. Achieved the penetration of the Sentinel Tower..."

Borken's yellow-brown eyes scanned the Elf Twins several times, and then the leader of the dark druid, who had turned into a twisted treant, shook his canopy slightly, and a message came from the friction between the branches and leaves. His old and deep voice: "Very well, then I look forward to your results."

"You can expect—of course, don't expect it to be too early," Leierna said lightly, "It is not an easy task to crack the sentinel tower after all, even we have to prepare for a long time."

"Of course, I can wait," Borken said in a deep voice, "I've been waiting for many years anyway..."

Accompanied by the rustling sound made by the wriggling and friction of the wooden structure, the old and twisted treant wriggled his roots and left the forest path, and his figure gradually disappeared from the sight of the twin elves. In the direction in which the figure of the druid leader disappeared, there was an incomprehensible intention hidden in the deep eyes.

Then they raised their heads and quietly stared at the direction blocked by the wooden dome and rock formations—their eyes seemed to penetrate these impenetrable barriers and the distant distance in the wasteland, watching those who were standing at the end of the wasteland, A sentinel tower supporting a majestic barrier.

Fierna's lips moved, and she suddenly sang softly a country song that has been circulated among the people of the Silver Empire since ancient times——

"The wind blows in the deep forest, and the sound of the wind is empty... The lonely sentry tower stands in the wind, and the sentinel can't see the familiar bird flying across the sky..."

Reina's voice continued softly——

"How long has the hollow wind been blowing, and the ancient trees in the forest can't remember... That bird never flew across the sky again... A sentinel went mad...

"Birds never flew across the sky again, a sentinel went mad . . .

"A sentinel went mad..."

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"Birds never flew across the sky again, a sentinel went mad..."

Belsetia sat on a bench by the garden path, looking at the starry night sky with some ecstasy. The tune hummed softly by the Silver Queen lingered in the quiet courtyard, and finally dissipated in the cold night wind middle.

"I've heard this tune before, and it seems that you sang it too." Gawain looked at the Silver Queen sitting next to him curiously, and at the same time was a little confused, "But I remember hearing the word 'bird' at the beginning. The son never flew across the sky again, because the sentinel stewed a bowl of pigeon porridge'..."

"...that was my own random modification back then, Uncle Gawain," Belsetia twitched the corners of her lips in embarrassment, "after all, I was young at that time... forget about it, I just sang is the 'genuine'."

"Well, I knew it was made up by you," Gao Wen sighed helplessly, and then stroked his chin thoughtfully, "but the original lyrics also sound weird... Or the whole song sounds weird, what is the origin of this song? Is it some kind of sacrificial repertoire?"

"Sacrificial song? Of course not," Belsetia was taken aback, and immediately waved her hand. "It's just a country song sung by the silver elves. Children sing it a lot. When I was young, I liked to run." After leaving the Elven King’s Court and wandering around, I learned how to sing with my friends in the countryside outside the city..."

"It was sung by a child..." Gao Wen was startled, and his expression became a little weird, "How should I put it, you really are worthy of being a silver elf, and the world's evaluation of your artistic talents is not just random talk—a country song The lyrics of the nursery rhymes are all made so deep and complicated by you."

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