Chapter 745 Dragon and Dragon

The icy seas of the Arctic are still cold and windy, but the eternal Great Barrier of Tal Londe keeps the dragon home warm and comfortable as ever.

Melita Purnia woke up from the large and soft bed, her lavender eyes reflecting the familiar bedroom roof, she was stunned for a few minutes, then she blinked, took a deep breath, and stretched out. Long lazy waist.

"It's been a long time since I slept at home..."

Miss Lan Long muttered in a low voice, laying lazily on the bed and waving her hand to the side, the sensing device set up in the room received the command immediately, the sloping roof on the side of the bedroom silently opened, and the sky light filtered through the fully transparent convergence. The shell of the object spilled into the room, dispelling the red darkness of the room, and various devices in the bedroom were activated one by one, and a low humming sound came from all around.

A transparent polymer cloth curtain hangs down on the wall facing the bed. A shimmering annular image emerges on the curtain. The edge of the image vibrates and emits a pleasant mechanical synthesis sound: "Good afternoon, Melita Purnia."

"Good afternoon, Omega..." Melita replied vaguely, rubbing her eyes and yawning, before she was suddenly confused, "Huh? Afternoon?!"

"Yes, you've slept for eighteen hours - rest assured, this is normal, your body needs to repair, especially your nervous system, and more sleep will ensure your nervous system recovers as quickly as possible."

"But I made an appointment to meet with Speaker Andal today," Melita exclaimed, "He will kill me!!"

"Please rest assured, no, Speaker Andal will only deduct your second-class field allowance this month - no need to worry, it has already been deducted."

"...Damn, I should let you set an alarm! Arcane missiles and Pyroblasts are the ones that smother your face!" Melita tugged at her hair before jumping out of bed in a dejected manner, "Okay, It's about this time anyway... Help me prepare an apology letter, and then make an appointment again. Besides these bad news, is there anything good?"

"Your heart has been recalibrated and the spinal implant is ready and ready to be installed."

"Okay, that's some good news," Melita shook her head and walked to the bedroom door in her nightgown. "Take me to the workshop... By the way, help me prepare two units of the 'Dream' synergist."

"Happy to serve you, Melita."

The transport elevator set in the dragon's lair moved silently and quickly, taking Melita from the bedroom of the "humanoid dwelling" to her lair on the top of the mountain in just half a minute.

After stepping out of the elevator, Melita came to a large and huge hemispherical hall. This large-scale indoor space was remodeled on the basis of the natural mountain structure. In the lower half, you can also see a large area of ​​uniformly excavated rock barriers. A large number of polymer supports and cable ducts are fixed to the wall, and the upper part is a tightly closed alloy dome.

The hall is spacious and empty, but there are a large number of mechanical devices and golden columns depicting complex and gorgeous patterns around it. At this moment, three of the columns are already in an activated state, and the flowing light is flickering on its surface. certain things.

This is Melita's "Dragon's Den", a lair that she has spent thousands of years building up. Compared with the "extremely gorgeous, complex and exquisite" style that most dragons in this era admired, her lair looks like a Simpler, but in fact the decoration style here is not always like this——

She has also installed ornate domes with full relief, used palace-style beams and pillars, and she has piled gold and silver jewelry here (although some of them are glass and artificial polymer to make up the number), She slept on a huge treasure chest, and she even filled the bookshelves with dome-high bookshelves full of model books bought from the flea market...

Now, she has renovated it in the "classical workshop" style that Tallond popularized 10,000 years ago.

She is a dragon who loves change and loves indie style.

Melita came to the center of the rotunda, stretched out her arms, and a splendid magical halo immediately enveloped her. Her body rapidly grew in size under the shroud of light, and transformed into the form of a giant dragon. The ornate column emitting a faint glow moved silently near her, and the alloy shell on the surface of the column slowly opened with a hissing sound of pressure relief.

Inside are huge tubular crystal containers filled with thin-colored liquids, two of which are soaked with huge hearts made of biological tissue, bionic skins, polymer pipes, and complex mechanical pumps. In the other container, there is a gleaming metallic vertebra quietly floating in the other container. The connection end of the vertebra is a large number of cable connectors and flashing runes.

A string of bubbles popped up in the container, and the metal spine turned half a circle, revealing two lines of clear and sharp stenciled letters on its back—

"The soul in the machine is still free"

"Gomodo Implant Company Design Patent Infringement Must Be Prosecuted"

The magical glow gradually dissipated, and Melita opened her eyes in the dissipated light—she had transformed into a dragon.

Looking at the two huge hearts soaked in the container, the huge blue dragon shook his neck and made a rumbling voice: "I heard that Bakobato has launched a new auxiliary heart, which is beautiful and handsome..."

"Going too far on these things won't help your financial situation," Omega's voice resounded throughout the hall, "and there's no essential difference in the performance of the old and new assisted hearts -- beautiful bionic skins in built-in implants. It doesn't make any sense physically. Maybe... you plan to replace the scales near your chest with clear polymer?"

"Forget it, no money," Melita sighed, "Start the implantation process, make me happy..."

The mechanical devices on standby all over the hall immediately began to operate, and a large number of mechanical hands came to the Blue Dragon Melita without interruption, and began to disassemble the scales and built-in protective layers that belonged to the mechanical structure. Her chest cavity was opened, revealing the filling inside. With the cavity of the temporary buffer, her back was opened, revealing the temporary nerve connector and body fluid circulation pump inside...

The heart was repositioned, the spine was repaired as it was, and the synergists prepared in advance were injected into the circulation pump, so that these organ parts activated from the dormant state started to run happily in a short period of time.

The synergist began to affect the nervous system. Melita felt that her thoughts gradually spread out. She began to have some uncontrollable thoughts. Those huge eyes were staring at the air, and the focus of her vision seemed to emerge. Omega's interface ghost.

But she knew that it was just an illusion produced by her nervous system - there was no omega visual medium, and what she saw was actually an illusion created by the resonant core in her skull stimulated by nerves.

The resonance core that accompanies every dragon's life, the neural interaction system that connects all the citizens of Tallon, the super-artificial intelligence that affects the entire dragon kingdom and controls the operation of the entire Tallon... Omi Ga is here, and it is controlling every machine in this hall, controlling these tools that are nominally medical devices, but in fact can be lethal at any time.

It is performing the most delicate implant surgery for her, and her heart, her central nervous system, are exposed to this artificial intelligence without defense.

Melita shook her head, she knew it was a synergist affecting her judgment, but she still couldn't control her thoughts from spreading around.

"Please try not to move," Omega's emotionless voice came from all directions, with dim red lights flashing in the probes of those surgical machines, "I'm closing the protective layer of your spine."

"Omega...where are you?" Melita muttered vaguely.

"I'm in Tal Lund, I'm in the depths of the dragon country, and I'm here, in front of you, Melita Purnia." Omega's voice responded immediately, as always, and those who were flashing red The probe and the moving manipulator are still quietly performing precise surgery.

"You said... are you the real ruler of Tal Lond? I mean the part outside theocracy..."

"Omega is a servant of Tal Lund. The purpose of my birth is to serve you and manage this continent, just to complete the mission of service."

"Yeah..." Melita felt like she was about to fall asleep, but she muttered in a low voice, "Omega, so...you're quite loyal..."

"Omega is loyal to Tal Lund," the voice of the artificial intelligence echoed calmly in the hall, and bit into Melita's mind that was about to fall asleep, "Omega is loyal to the dragon family, absolutely loyal, always loyal... "

...

The high-ranking dragon priest Heragor walked in the magnificent and vast golden temple. In this sacred and solemn temple, only the sound of his own footsteps echoed.

This middle-aged male "person" who was closest to God walked through the long corridor, through the wide hall, and came to the high holy seat.

A woman wearing a gorgeous pale gold dress, with blonde hair hanging to the ground, with a bright and graceful face, sat lazily on the holy seat, and looked down at the Dragon Priest who came to her.

Herragol bowed his head respectfully: "My lord, why did you call me?"

"Recently, I feel that the hearts of the dragons are floating," the graceful blond woman said softly, with a gentle tone and an equally kind expression, "Hragol, my high priest, do you know what happened?"

Heragor kept his head lowered and his expression remained unchanged—even though he knew that he could not hide everything from the eyes of the god in front of him.

"The dragons seem to be rejoicing at the changing times," he said respectfully.

"A change of times... oh, it originally referred to the continent opposite the Eternal Storm," the Dragon God smiled slightly, looking very interested, "It's another season of civilization... round after round, again and again... ... it looks like you're not bored yet."

"There are always young dragons who are curious about the outside world, my lord."

"Curiosity, and expectations, aren't they?" Dragon God looked down at the high priest, "Do you have the same expectations as them?"

"My lord, I am loyal to you," Herragol said calmly, his tone unwavering, "absolutely loyal, always loyal."

Dragon God narrowed his eyes slightly: "Absolute loyalty... always loyal, ah, the 'Omega' you created often tells you that, right?"

She didn't get a response from the high priest, but she didn't seem to care.

The god who had descended on the world just slowly got up from his chair, his long skirt dragged on the ground, and he strolled over Heragol.

"To be honest, sometimes I really want to get in touch with the 'Omega' you created, that heartless creature...

"But forget it, the children's toys are left to the children.

"Isn't it? Herragol."

Heragor was crawling on the ground, his forehead pressed against the ground where the Dragon God walked: "Yes, my lord."

...

Cecil Empire, South.

Maggie sat in the warm room, looking at the bustling and lively streets of Cecil City through the clear and transparent crystal glass windows.

This is the "dormitory" assigned to her by the Magic Technology Research Institute, but it is a dormitory, in fact, it is a comfortable, warm and fully functional independent house.

Compared to the old-fashioned castles that give people a cold and hard feel, these new homes in Cecil City are extra comfortable to live in.

Today is a sunny day, and there is no cold wind. There are many people on the street, and there are many passers-by dressed in foreign clothes who seem to be curious about the city. Maggie's eyes looked at the end of the street, at the end of her line of sight, She could see the tall spires and walls of the Imperial College standing in the distance.

More and more people came to Cecil City this winter, from all over the Empire, even from the neighboring Ogre Tribe and from the friendly city-states in the north.

This incredible city with a new order seems to be gradually becoming a kind of "center", and the spread of Cecil merchants and the magical creations sold by the merchants are sparing no effort to spread the city's information everywhere, even if Now is the winter when it is difficult to travel long distances, and the city still attracts countless outsiders-those nobles who have the ability to travel far, extraordinary people who are curious about new knowledge, and students who have been sponsored by the royal family. flock here.

Maggie had never seen such a scenery before, but she couldn't help but think of the legendary country that had become history, and the Gondor Empire that was once the center of continental civilization - it is said that the imperial capital of Gondor was also so attractive. Scholars from all over the continent attract visitors of all races.

Maggie left the window, sat down at the desk, took out a piece of paper, and began to write a letter to a distant friend.

At one point she thought it was impossible for her to write to that place again.

"Sugina, my friend, you may be surprised to receive this letter--of course, the premise is that this letter can span such a long distance, across the suffocating cliffs of the Holy Dragon Principality, and be delivered to you accurately at hand, but I have decided to trust the venerable messengers who will bring my news to you, as well as other friends who remain in the Duchy of the Holy Dragon.

"Sujina, do you still remember your dream of flying?

"I'm in an incredible place right now..."

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