Chapter 1414 No Longer Stagnant

The moment Gawain saw a group of Tyres walking into the venue neatly, Gawain knew that this deep-sea salted fish had lived up to expectations—but he really didn't expect that the other party could actually meet at the Tarash meeting. A good job in this direction was done at the venue, so I was dumbfounded on the spot, and only one sentence remained in my mind: I really deserve to be a race with a probability of 300%...

He was feeling emotional here, when he heard Rebecca next to him suddenly whispered: "So that's what she meant when she said to me that other countries sent a group of people over with emotion..."

Gao Wen: "Huh?"

"Didn't I receive her when she came here?" Rebecca quickly explained, "At that time we saw delegations from other countries walking past the deck in groups, and Miss Till told me about their There are so many people, she is the only ambassador sent by the Kraken Kingdom, and I told her that if she encounters difficulties, she can ask me for help..."

"...Then she formed a team for herself? Just to look more powerful?" Gawain watched Tire take his seat from the corner of his eyes, and there were six people behind him. The splintered Tyr wrapped a circle behind her like the shadow clone, each with a blank face and dull eyes, as if they were salted fish on the shore, looking horrified like a corpse chaser, "Speaking of which, the sea monster actually Is it still possible to do this…”

"Yes, last time I saw Miss Till go to climb the tower crane on the construction site, she accidentally fell and fell on the steel net, and seventy to eighty palm-sized Miss Till leaked from the bottom," Rebecca said casually. Talking about these horrifying anecdotes that Gao Wen had never heard of before, "But those little Tyres all look stupid..."

Gao Wen: "..."

How could such a horrific thing happen to a siren so funny!

"My lord ancestor, what are you thinking?" Rebecca noticed that Gao Wen hadn't spoken for a long time, so she couldn't help asking from the side.

Gao Wen was expressionless: "I think all of us may have a lot of work to do after Kraken officially joins the alliance—especially the propaganda department..."

Rebecca didn't know how much she understood, she just scratched her head with a bewildered look and said "Oh", and at the same time, the representatives from other countries at the venue naturally noticed Tire and the six people behind her. A shadow clone—surprised, speculative, and curious eyes appeared on the venue, but enough self-restraint and composure allowed the representatives to control all gazes within the range of not being rude, and most of them speculated about this "Sraken Ambassador" in their hearts. What happened to the "team" behind them, and because the race of sea monsters is extremely mysterious to the Loren kingdoms, the representatives' speculation gradually developed in various weird directions.

In just 30 seconds, representatives from remote countries have already begun to speculate whether the Kraken race has the same appearance—Miss Till, the ambassador of the deep sea, managed to bring the collapse before the start of the Tarash meeting. Lost the image of his own race in the eyes of the Loren kingdoms,

This is due to the fact that she walked upright when she entered the arena today, otherwise she could have collapsed more completely.

But Tire herself, who was the center of sight, didn't seem to notice the change in the atmosphere at the venue at all—or maybe she had lived in Cecil as a weirdo for so many years, and she was already used to the amazed atmosphere around her. When more and more people around were looking at the seat of the "Deep Sea Kingdom", the ambassador, who was temporarily arranged by the boss as a regional representative, just poked the nearest Chief Camilla with the tip of her tail: " Hey, can you do me a favor? If I accidentally fall asleep later, you can wake me up..."

Camilla: "...?"

The great chief vaguely remembered that the last time he attended the alliance meeting, the atmosphere was not like this...

However, this small episode did not affect the progress of the entire meeting. As all the representatives took their seats in the hall, there was a slight sound of mechanical operation from the curved roof of the dome hall, and layers of metal cladding were lifted from the edge of the roof. It rises and is covered by the outer layer of transparent high-strength crystal glass. The bright skylight is isolated, and the more comfortable and suitable artificial light illuminates the whole space-the change of light makes the venue quiet until the floor in the center of the hall slows down. A hole was slowly opened, and a large magic net terminal rose from it, and projected the emblem of the alliance in front of all the participants. Gao Wen's deep and steady voice broke the silence:

“I am very glad to see many familiar faces here, and I am very grateful to all the friends who came from afar for taking the time to go deep into this barren land to participate in this ‘post-war meeting’.

"As everyone knows, we've just survived a catastrophe that nearly ended the course of civilization, and before we can taste the joy of victory and lick the wounds of war, we need to make sure we survive the catastrophe. Order and stability after the war, ensuring the overall interests of the alliance and the peace and stability of each member state, this is the significance of this meeting. On this point, I believe all of us have a consensus.

"However, before officially starting the meeting, I need to introduce the new friends of the Alliance—the Krakens from the deep sea. As we know, in the Battle of the Wasteland, the Kingdom of the Deep Sea sent a powerful army to Loren Continent Expeditionary Army, we can now sit here as victors. The hard work of this expeditionary army is indisputable. In the earlier contact, the Siren Clan had already shown Loren their civilization, strength and strength. friendly.

"I am honored to invite Ms. Till, the plenipotentiary ambassador of the Deep Sea Kingdom, to make a speech next—and at the same time, here is a proposal in the name of one of the permanent members of the alliance: to accept the Siren Kingdom as a new member state of the alliance."

Gao Wen is not a person who likes to talk politely and engage in too much "diplomatic rhetoric", so he quickly finished his opening speech as the host of this meeting, and left the next speech position to the presenter. However, the reason why the Siren ambassador’s speech was arranged so high was not entirely to show his importance to the “new ally”—mainly because he was worried that if Tyre was not allowed to speak again, this deep-sea salted fish would be in danger. time to sleep...

The meeting procedure was agreed before, so when it was her turn to speak, Till didn't feel any nervousness or surprise—she just stood up with a smile on her face.

Before today, Gawain had been worrying about whether this sleepy fish, who usually seemed unreliable, could take on the role of ambassador, but when she slowly got up with a smile on her face, Gawain realized one thing: All my previous worries were unnecessary.

She is Tyr, and she comes from an ancient and advanced civilization group. Long before the start of this season of civilization in the Loren continent, even before the reincarnation of many seasons of civilization, she and her compatriots had been in the distant deep sea Cruising and observing the world on land, she is usually lazy, lethargic, and has weird habits, but even so, she knows how to deal with those short-lived races on land—she has seen a lot.

"May the waves bless you, friends who live on dry land, I bring the greetings from His Majesty Perthia, the lord of the deep sea, to the alliance - the sea monsters are very happy to have a friendship with the land races, even though we have mutual I don’t know much about…”

...

The gentle waves beat against the golden beach under the sun, and the majestic bow of the Antavien stands like a continuous cliff on the coastline next to the golden beach. Under the brilliance of the giant sun, this stranded starship The decks, walls, and ecological dome of the ship seemed to be glowing with a hazy psychedelic glow, and fine waves were undulating on the other side of the starship. The hull in the water seemed to sink into the depths of the radiant brilliance.

The master of the deep sea, the ruler of the siren, Queen Petya left her palace deep in the starship, left the stranded Antaveen, and came to a high platform near the golden beach. She watched This starship, which was once full of Io people fleeing the catastrophe of destruction, saw its 100-kilometer-long hull gently wrapped by waves, and couldn't help but whisper: "...At least this scenery is really beautiful."

"After all, there are only storms on the sea in my hometown, and you may not see sunshine or stars once in thousands of years," Rosalia, the maid of the deep sea, stood beside Petiya, and said with her head bowed, "but this planet has Lots of...complex scenery."

"The storm in my hometown... I don't know if the storm in my hometown will ever stop," Petya sighed softly and shook his head, and then seemed to mention casually, "Calculating the time, the meeting at Tyre has already begun right?"

"After calculating the time difference, it is today, at this very moment," Rosalia replied, "The countries on land will start discussing how to deal with the aftermath of the great war today, and at the same time discuss the issue of establishing an alliance with the deep sea kingdom. According to the meeting arrangement sent back from there, Till should be the first to speak, but..."

"But what?" Petiya glanced at the hesitant Rosalia.

"...I feel that Tyr's character is not so reliable." Rosalia thought of some "brilliant deeds" of her friend in the past, and couldn't help showing a worried expression on her face, "She is indeed an excellent tide master , and has indeed dealt with a lot of land races, but her too lazy personality and the problem of losing the chain at any time seem not suitable for such...'too serious' things."

"I just don't think so," Perthia smiled. "There is a big gap between us and land races in terms of habit and personality, and we don't intend to change this-in a sense, Tyr is a A sister who is very representative of the 'sea monster style', she can make the alliance realize the difference between the deep-sea race and their land race as soon as possible, and establish communication with us on this premise. On the other hand, I don't think Tyr has So 'unreliable'... Rosalia, you should have some confidence in your friends, although dealing with land races is not an easy task, it is not a problem for Tyr."

"This...well, your consideration is reasonable," Rosalia thought for a while, and could only nod helplessly, but then she subconsciously glanced at her queen again, and said hesitantly, " But... Is this really good? Establishing such a close relationship with a terrestrial civilization again, establishing a large-scale official exchange... establishing a formal alliance with the countries of the Loren Continent, participating in the "alliance affairs" of this planet, This is not a conceptual thing compared to our previous establishment of technical exchanges with the Cecils."

Petiya was silent for a few seconds, and she spoke softly, her voice was as gentle as the waves in the distance: "...I know what you are worried about, Rosalia."

"We have said goodbye to too many 'friends'," Rosalia said in a low voice, "whether it is an alliance of interests, or a close ally, whether it is a partner in the technical field, or a friend who recognizes each other, we I have dealt with the terrestrial races of this planet too many times... It is not that there have been races that look promising, those that have almost reached the final stage of development, those that have been closely linked with the deep sea kingdom at the socio-cultural level Yes, even those who were exchanging cooperation projects with us the day before, and exchanging blessings with each other just a moment ago... In the end, they all became relics in the secret vault of the sea, and a line of footnotes in the database.

"Your Majesty, I remember that you made a decision after the failure of the manned space exploration program of the Bakerom Republic, and then gave up establishing a deeper communication with the land races of this planet, even those who are the most friendly , The level of the most potential clan leader cannot exceed the second level."

"This is indeed my decision back then," Petya turned her head and looked into Rosalia's eyes calmly, "but now I've changed my mind."

"Just because of the 'variable' brought by the Cecils?"

"No, I suddenly remembered something," Petya smiled and said unhurriedly, "We sea monsters... are a very patient race."

...

Sea monsters are a very patient race. Although not all patience will be rewarded, enough patience can often ensure that they will not miss the rewards that are worth waiting for.

On the upper platform of Antaveen, in the communication and radar array area, the chief deep sea witch Hathaway is quietly watching the huge installation consisting of a main tower and a large number of auxiliary structures standing under the blue sky. The sea monster with beautiful blue scales nearby couldn't remember how many years she had spent on these devices, just like she couldn't remember how much effort she had spent on Antaveen's core fusion tower and leap engine, But she knows one thing - the work is worth all her endless effort.

Faster-than-light communication array, this is the hope of the Antavien to establish communication with other lost immigration ships or survivors who may exist on the mother planet-maybe not the only hope, but at least the Krakens can The only hope that comes to mind.

Sirens are a fairly patient race.

"Master Hathaway, the energy output from the power furnace has been redirected to the communication array." A deep-water technician walked over and bowed his head in front of Hathaway.

"Has the energy parameter reached the threshold?"

"Yes, this time it has been achieved!" The deep water technician said a little excitedly, "After completing the second-phase transformation of the core fusion tower, the energy output from the rainbow generator has fully met the requirements, and the previous pre-startup process has also been completed. It went very well!"

"Very well, let's officially launch it then," Hathaway nodded lightly, "Let's see if the transformation and repairs we have made in the FTL communication array during this period will work as expected—even if the main antenna It is still unusable, and the relevant feedback parameters will be enough to verify our understanding of 'magic power'!"