Chapter 581 High Tower

The Sentinel Tower stands on the ground.

For those who were born in the era of the Great Depression, the Sentinel Tower is a kind of miracle building beyond their imagination. These giant magical devices with a height of hundreds of meters in height and a total of kilometers in height including the base and floating height are beyond contemporary The technical limit of any human kingdom (including the Principality of Cecil), the surging energy surging from each sentinel tower is enough to support the simultaneous operation of all the wizard towers in the entire Ansu King City, and the many technologies they use include large anti-gravity fields. , adaptive shield technology, force field combined projection technology, etc., today's anthropologists can only look up.

After establishing the third advance base and ensuring the supply of materials and roads in the rear, the Cecil engineering team continued to move south, and finally arrived at the foot of the Sentinel Tower, which needed reinforcement work, on the 1st of the Frost Moon. Next to the heights called "Thunder Hill", the engineers laid the first stakes for the camp.

A former member of the Hundred People Aid Group, a carpenter, a middle-aged craftsman from the capital, "Bruce", is the chief architect of this "Peak Base". This short and stout middle-aged man stands on a large wooden box in the center of the camp. Holding the drawing for reference in his hand, he stared at the construction situation of the workers with wide eyes. His nose, which was red due to drinking too much, became even more red and shiny in the wind of the slightly odorous wasteland.

"Connect the magic net first, don't rush to power on the obelisk, connect the base plate first! Those who go to the fence should be careful not to leave the shield range, especially not to leave the breeze barrier. The air here is not good for your health!! Char, Bob, take three of you to put the jammer up, or the Obelisk won't turn on..."

Bruce's loud voice echoed in the construction site. This middle-aged man from the capital was full of vigour and fighting spirit. He looked at the busy construction site in front of him, at the exotic wasteland outside the construction site, and at the nearby people. The huge tower and the dense energy barrier around the tower, the tension in my heart has all turned into excitement and excitement, and even a little bit of pride.

This is where great architects should be.

He is from the capital, and is a senior carpenter. His ancestors have been carpenters for generations, but he has not been a peaceful person since he was born. Bruce Rock swears by his surname. This surname can tell at a glance the dwarf blood of his ancestors. He was born. It's about doing big things. He yearns for adventure, longs to do great things in extraordinary fields, rather than being a carpenter in a stable capital, but he has no extraordinary talent, even if the dwarf blood passed down from his ancestors, it only makes him one more. It's just his strength, so he still inherited the family's brand name in the end, but the development plan of the southern border... let this restless carpenter see hope.

He was one of the few members who volunteered to sign up in the 100-member aid group in the past.

"Is the jammer in place? Report it immediately is your safety guarantee, don't delay your efforts!!"

Bruce's loud voice rang out again.

He did see extraordinary opportunities in the southern border. He saw the attack of aberrations, the rise of a magic city, the establishment of a principality, and the vigorous "Industrial City Plan". He tried his best to do everything he could. Seize these opportunities and prove his strength in front of the great architect Gordon, and today, he finally encountered the biggest opportunity

Work on the wasteland.

There is no doubt that this extraordinary "serving" will be his greatest achievement. Bruce thinks that he may even be directly rated as a "great architect" when he goes back, just like Mr. Gordon, who is also a "great architect". ,

Become one of Cecil's most senior technicians. In this position, there are only a few people, such as "Master Craftsman" Mr. Nicholas Egg, "Magic Master" Mr. Carmel and Miss Rebecca...

The infrastructure of the camp was quickly laid out, the magic net units that could be easily assembled were first connected into powerful arrays, and several "steel ambassadors" were located in the center of these magic net matrices and had been connected online, but in these Several special devices were first erected around the base before the multi-purpose vehicles that could act as magical obelisks could activate their crystals.

They were poles made of metal, with the bottom buried deep into the ground, and a few parallel "branches" branching out two meters above. A series of runes were distributed on the surface of those branches, while small pieces of crystal The tops of those metal branches are inlaid like the head of a staff, exuding a faint light.

These devices are "jammers".

Using high-power magic devices near the magnificent wall is a very dangerous thing, because the monsters that breed in the magic tide have an uncontrollable desire for pure magic, just like the aberrations wandering outside will actively approach human towns, The powerful magic obelisk is like a lighthouse in the dark night in front of these monsters. It is already located on the heights of the Sentinel Tower. For some monsters with strong perception, this is already their sniffing area. , in order to prevent the magic obelisk from attracting powerful monsters the moment it is turned on, and to prevent the magnificent wall that is not in a good state from being attacked by monsters, the construction workers must do some preparations in advance.

Jammers are made for this.

Its forked branches are inscribed with runes of breath shielding, magic concealment, and elemental disturbance. The effect is not perfect, but given the average IQ of wasteland monsters, these spell effects are enough to disrupt those aberrations from a distance. judgment.

Of course, if the enemy is close enough, or if it is a monster with a very keen perception and preliminary intelligence, these simple jammers will not have any effect. At that time, the security of the camp will still depend on the magnificent wall and loyal soldiers. The guns and guns in his hands came to protect him, but as long as he could filter out 60-70% of the monsters, he had already met Gawain’s requirements.

On the edge of the camp, Gawain stood on a boulder next to "Thunder Hill", watching the pathfinders set up those jammers in several reserved places. As they were activated one by one, crystals and runes appeared one by one. The array glowed faintly, and the magical aura escaping from the entire camp quickly became weak and chaotic.

This level of camouflage can't hide high-level or even middle-level powerhouses, but it must be able to filter out more than 70% of the aberrations.

The nearby air was slightly distorted, and Amber's figure condensed out of the air. She came to Gawain and said casually, "The jammer has been activated."

"I saw."

"To be honest, I was relieved after this thing was activated," Amber wiped the nonexistent sweat on his forehead exaggeratedly, and then got a little curious, "But then again... if you want to survive in the wasteland, you must have this This kind of jamming technology... We rely on jammers to protect the camp, how do other 'tower repair troops' solve the problem? For example, the team on the west side..."

Gawain glanced at the half-elf: "Are you stuck again?"

"Hey what do you mean by that!"

"Why do you need to ask such a simple question?" Gawain tapped Amber's head casually, "The jammer is simply a spell casting device, and it's not some advanced magic. Those teams without jammers can just find a few mage pestles in the camp. Now, stand in a fixed position for a day's breath masking and magic concealment, change people when you are tired, or give a chair to sit."

Amber blinked, suddenly reacting and couldn't help but mutter: "Mom, after thinking about that picture, I suddenly feel so stupid..."

"Is it stupid? But before the appearance of magic devices that pursue 'universal use' and 'civilization', all mages actually did this," Gawain shrugged. It's an honor to be released, and to this day, the Transcendents in most of the world outside Cecil still think so."

Hearing Gawain's words, even Amber, who doesn't like to use his brain very much on weekdays, couldn't help but think about it. Gawain shook his head and turned to look in the direction of the Sentinel Tower.

The huge gray-white tower is suspended in the anti-gravity field, quietly releasing its huge energy between the dirty and twisted world, and the base of the tower like a hill is set up at the top of the Thunder Hill, a part of it. Integrated with the hills, a large number of complex structures are hidden deep in the rock and soil, and several raised "ridges" extend from the connection between the base and the hills, like the aerial roots of trees extending out on the ground. The far part extends in the direction of the Black Forest, and the camp established by the Cecil engineering team is located near one of the "ridges".

Gawain knew that the "ridge" that seemed to be rooted in the air was actually the integrated sensor and engineering pipeline aggregation unit of the Sentinel Tower. Each base would extend out six symmetrically, three of which were located outside the barrier, and the other three. The Tao is located inside the barrier. They continuously collect pollution readings inside and outside the barrier, and upload it to the artificial intelligence of the tower for reference to ensure that the barrier can be adjusted in real time with changes in internal and external pressure. The "adaptive shield" technology is actually achieved by relying on these complex and huge sensor arrays.

Just so close to the human kingdom, there is such a superb technological product. However, just because of the obstruction of a black forest, a dark mountain, plus seven hundred years of sinking and decline, Anzu's decline has already made people feel It's hard to imagine... Civilization is really a very fragile thing.

What did the elves who once built the Sentinel Tower think after seeing the fallen state of the human kingdom, especially Anzu?

Will they despise it? Or will they be amazed, just as people on earth marvel at the great decline of European technology after the fall of the ancient Roman Empire, marvel that barbarism replaced civilization? Or... they have no time to sigh about the decline of mankind, because even they themselves have not been able to build the core devices of those towers.

An agile figure jumped onto the boulder, and Solderin with a short bow appeared in front of Gawain.

"Sentinels have been arranged in the surrounding area, and no corrupted monsters have been found so far."

"Very well, let the Rangers be more vigilant," Gawain nodded slightly, and then suddenly said, "Go and organize a team of elite soldiers, then call Sonia, and come see me together."

Soldering was stunned for a moment: "Call my mother? What are you going to do?"

"I want to enter the Sentinel Tower," Gawain said, "to check the situation inside."

Before Solderin could respond, Amber next to him exclaimed, "Oh my god, old zongzi, are you kidding me?"

"Am I kidding about this?" Gawain glanced at the half-elf, "We are here to solve the problem of the Sentinel Tower and only build sub-towers and pressure relief points, an excellent architect will bring drawings and The engineering team can handle it, and our purpose here is to find as many clues as possible from the Sentinel Tower."

"I see," Soldlin bowed his head, "I'll arrange the manpower now."

"Do I have to go with me too?" Amber couldn't help pointing to his nose, "You didn't tell me before you came here that you have to run into the Sentinel Tower and stand 800 meters away from the barrier is my limit. I'm telling you..."

Gao Wen didn't speak, just looked at her with a half-smile, and after seeing this familiar expression of "I'll take you in your armpit anyway" after seeing the familiar expression, Amber's pointed ears still remained. Slumped down: "Okay okay, who asked me to take your salary..."

"It's okay to say no earlier."