MTL - Sword of Daybreaker-Chapter 1517 Some great things

It is said that one of the criteria for measuring the height of a civilization's development is to see how big a "trace" this civilization can leave in the world.

The slash-and-burn primitive people cannot leave long-term footprints on the earth. The farms and villages they have built all their lives can hardly be covered with river valleys, but a powerful kingdom can build magnificent stone cities between mountains and plains. Rows of houses and roads extending in all directions can shock the humans of primitive times inexplicably.

But if you go to the top of the cloud and overlook the world, the city built by the kingdom and the road between the wilderness will also melt into the ground, turning into a very inconspicuous dirt in the blue and green background.

But some scholars said that today's mortal civilization is creating an unprecedented miracle. The Alliance is trying to transform a magnificent mountain into an eye looking at the stars, and build a giant structure on the plain around the mountain to listen to. The voice of the distant stars, the scale of this miracle will far exceed the Helm City that the Ogures have been proud of for generations, surpass the crashed aerial temple of the Silver Empire, and even surpass the one built by the Cecils. The City of Magic Guides-it is so magnificent that even in the distant space, the light it emits will be clearly visible, like a bright candle in the night.

This is a very abstract statement, because no human has actually left this planet, and no one knows what it looks like when looking down on the earth from space. Scholars use formulas and magnificent imaginations to describe this matter, but for For those worldly beings who have been mediocre for their entire lives, these wonderful words are just a fantasy that seems to have something to do with them, but is actually out of reach.

The cold wind in the deep winter season blew across the mountains, causing disturbing cries among the towering steel frames and temporary work sheds. Bottom wore heavy winter clothes and walked in the camp with surveying and mapping equipment. The cold air currents It dispelled the last bit of sleepiness in his mind, and made him suddenly think of the content of the article he saw in a journal two days ago for some reason.

That article was about the magnificent project carried out on the ancestor’s peak, but to be honest, Bottom didn’t really understand the overly professional vocabulary in that article, nor did he understand the author’s emotional expression. The part that he is most interested in the entire journal is the humorous stories and short comics at the end of the book, and the only reason that made him focus on this kind of professional article is that he himself happened to participate in the article mentioned in the " "Magnificent Project".

As a member of one of the hundreds of engineering teams stationed by the Alliance on this land, as one of the hundreds of skilled workers in this camp, as the most inconspicuous piece of brick in this magnificent project.

The sky hasn't completely lit up, and the sparse stars are still entrenched at the end of the western skyline. A low rumbling sound echoes in the valleys uninterruptedly, just like some kind of continuous thunder, Bottom looks up Glancing in the direction from which the roar came, he saw a magnificent blue stream of light spraying out from the mountains near Camp No. 16, traversing a long distance like a river suspended in the sky, and finally falling into No. 17. In the north of the camp, drilled back into the depths of the mountain from a large fissure.

And behind this magnificent stream of light, over the more distant mountains as the background, there are more light streams, more camps, all of which are now bathed in the faintly thin morning glow, It was like a bizarre picture, exuding a thrilling momentum.

Bottom still remembers how he was shocked by these magnificent scenery when he first came here, just like every foreigner who gathered here from a distant foreign country in response to the order of the Alliance. He was there for several minutes at the time. Standing dullly by the distribution center at the foot of the mountain, he looked up at this high mountain surrounded by deep blue veins, and even felt that the flames gushing out of this high mountain were about to ignite the entire sky.

In fact until now, this kind of shock is still entrenched in his heart, and every time he looks at the scenery outside the camp, he will be awakened, but he is no longer shocked by the deep blue pulse like when he came here on the first day. Unable to move-he can do his job well, just like many people here.

The noise inside and outside the camp is gradually getting noisy. The roar of construction machinery and the rumbling of deep blue pulses shaking the mountain early broke the tranquility of the morning. At the edge of Camp No. 16, a huge lifting device is transporting a steel shell with many complex runes to it. At the end of the track, this steel shell came from the Cecil Empire No. 1 Foundry. It was airlifted to the Peak of the Ancestors last night. It is part of the reflection array. In the next few months, there will be dozens of reflection arrays. It was built on the surface of the mountain of the ancestor's peak to constrain and focus the deep blue veins across the sky, and transform them into the huge energy required by the observation device.

In the north of Camp 17, two criss-crossed metal skeletons are crawling on the surface of the cold rock. The surface of the skeletons shines with bright welding light. In the dim morning light, the skeletons are like two steel giant pythons gradually stretching their bodies. —It is the basic part of the resonant amplifier. After a year, a tall tower will be built on this skeleton. It will be used to receive and amplify the monitoring signals from the plains so that mortals can hear the sounds from the stars.

This busy construction site is spread over the entire mountain, with shining welding spots everywhere, and booming mixing plants everywhere. Cecil’s heavy construction machinery and Typhon’s engineering wizards are reshaping this "sage". Every inch of land, steel, crystals, cement, blood and sweat on the surface of the mountain will become a piece of masonry in this magnificent project, which makes Bottom unable to help but have a strange association—

He felt like an inconspicuous worm, gathering with his fellow worms around a great beast, using a little bit of power to gather some fine dust, and trying to use these dust to build a giant beast. Vice armor.

He took a breath, fixed the surveying device to the preset coordinate point, and started to adjust the parameters of the device. The weird ideas that came up in his mind would not affect a down-to-earth middle-aged man to complete the explanation given by his superiors. Task.

He needs to finish his work here as soon as possible, and then go to the next measurement point. After all the measurements are completed, he will return to the warm barracks and enjoy a hot meal, and then he may write to his father who is staying at home A letter, or—if conditions permit—apply to use the communication station in the camp to chat with your wife.

A smile appeared at the corner of Bottom’s mouth, and he looked up at the plain at the foot of the mountain. From the height of the ancestor’s peak, he could overlook the distance, and he could see the shining earth extending in his vision. Standing on the wilderness of the country are metal towers that resemble the skeletons of giant beasts, and towers extend to both sides of the earth, vaguely sketching out a larger-scale structure.

It was the "Sensor Array Ring" around the Ancestral Peak, and his wife worked near one of the towers.

…

Milmina on the throne opened her eyes, and the automatic devices set up around the "Observer's Chamber" immediately began to operate. The anti-divine barrier continued to monitor the powerful breath escaping from the "god of the past". A large number of monitoring systems project many parameters into the mid-air around the throne. Most of these parameters come from nearly 10,000 sensing points set up on the mountain and surrounding plains of the ancestors, and a small part comes from data manually uploaded by various engineering camps.

If it is an ordinary person, facing this suddenly refreshed and large-scale monitoring parameter, I am afraid that it will be dizzy in an instant. Not to mention what problems can be analyzed from it, even if it is not easy to see the content clearly, but Milmina is in When dealing with these things, she can do it with ease—in fact, the projected data is even a small part of her daily work, and her more energy is now placed in the depths of the Ancestral Peak, where it runs through. In the network system of the entire planet.

Every surging of the deep blue pulse means amazing energy fluctuations, and at the same time affects the fragile and complicated space-time order in the depths of this high mountain, which is something that even the "goddess of magic", Milmina, must be cautiously dealing with. thing.

"...Actually, there is no time to chase drama..." The tall lady on the throne let out a sigh, and tapped her fingers on the ornately decorated armrest of the seat unconsciously. The metal armrest made a crisp sound under the percussion, "but I hope that the workload on the mountain can be reduced a bit after the "shell" is closed. At least I don't have to manually control the pulse flow in the shallow area at that time..."

"It sounds like a lot of hard work on your side," a voice came from the side abruptly, and Milmina turned her gaze slightly to see the slightly disturbed figure of Amoen emerging from the throne. "Or else Let me tell you about a few new dramas that have been released recently? It is quite interesting to have a series of fantasy themes. The story takes place on a planet where there is no magic and only basic laws of physics are in effect..."

"Shut up, you can only make me more irritable by talking about this," Milmina unceremoniously interrupted the BB of the God of Nature, "I don't want to put the limited rest time on sulking."

"Well, I won't talk about it if I don't talk about it," Amone shook his antlers, then looked left and right, as if observing Mirmina's "observer's secret room" through the limited perspective of the holographic projection. Under the circumstances, he continued to speak after a while, but his tone was a little sorrowful, "The working conditions on your side look average... Do you want to stay in this cave all the time?"

"This is already the best thing they can prepare for me in a limited time." Milmina knew that Amone was not malicious, so her response was quite peaceful, "and I work hard here. It’s not just me...I’m even just one of the many links here."

"Oh?" Amone was a little surprised. "It's usually hard to hear you say such a humble thing."

"The magic that permeates the mountains and plains has expanded my field of perception, allowing me to see and feel many things..." Milmina's tone was a little emotional, she didn't seem to care about the ridicule in Ammon's words. "There are tens of thousands of people gathered here. Ordinary and ordinary people are not heroic leaders like Gawain Cecil, nor are they talented scholars and wise men like Carmel or Rebecca. Among them A part of the people in ‘s can’t even fully understand the function of the observation device, nor can they understand what great things they are doing, but they have gathered together so that so many and small forces have gathered together, and they have gathered together a miracle...

"Amorn, I really hope you can come here to witness these things with your own eyes, to witness these mortals gathered together, to witness the great things they are doing. This is something we have never seen in the position of God, or even impossible. Imagined scenery."

"...You seem to be particularly sentimental today?"

"I just suddenly felt that my decision to leave the position of God was one of the most correct decisions in my life." A smile appeared on the corner of Milmina's mouth.

Amoen, who was on the other side of the communication, thought for a while, and responded casually: "Well, since you're all up to this point, then I will pack up and go."

Milmina didn't expect that the other party could actually respond like this, she took it back in an instant, full of emotion, and quickly waved her hand: "No, I'll just say that-the fragile and balanced environment here can't stand the two'old gods'. Disturbance!"

"I knew it," Amone shook his head, apparently just joking, "I'm actually busy here, even if you have the conditions, I can't spare time."

"You are also busy over there?" Milmina was a little surprised, "What can you do over there? Are you studying how to make the watermelon grow on the tree?"

Amone did not pay attention to the ridicule in her words: "The Theocracy yesterday came to replace the yard with a newer anti-divine barrier. The power is almost four times that of the previous set of equipment, and it is still placed around the Golden Oak. A lot of sensors are installed-but you can rest assured, I have circled the place where you usually rest, and it is not affected. Next, I will cooperate with the Theocracy to perform a long-term monitoring task."

"Huh?" Milmina really didn't expect Amone to be really busy with business. "What happened? What did the Theocracy History Society want to do?"

"It was the arrangement made directly by Gao Wen. He thinks that the abnormal plants that appeared in the yard before may be related to the Three Gods of Abundance. This may be a breakthrough point for the Theocracy Council to further relieve the threat of the divine disaster, but the specific situation is not yet Too clear," said Amone, "but I asked her about it when Huang came to pick tomatoes yesterday afternoon, but... I asked her for a very weird piece of information."

"Very weird information?" Milmina felt a little confused. "What did she tell you?"

"She said that the gods and the kingdom of gods might be troubled by night ladies, so we need to set up more complaint channels..."

Milmina: "...Huh?"

"Don't ‘ah’, I haven’t figured it out until I figured it out, she is Amber after all..."

Milmina stared at Ammon’s projection with a skeptical look: "Really, could it be that the vegetables grown in your yard are faulty? I will say that you are studying all kinds of weird new things all day long. Species are very unreliable..."

"Absolutely impossible!" After questioning his own domain, Amoen's expression and voice became extremely serious in an instant, "The food in my yard is absolutely safe, even if there is a problem with Amber's brain, it can never be here. Poisoned food!"

"Don't be so confident, don't forget that you almost gave Gawain to Gawain last time when you studied mushrooms in the yard..."

Just halfway through what Milmina said, a wave of energy coming from a very distant place suddenly interrupted her. This wave seemed to penetrate the thick shell of the planet, as if it penetrated the depths of the ancestral peak. In the time and space, ripples arose in the deep blue nets. She opened her eyes wide in surprise, and this sudden change naturally attracted Amoen’s attention: "Hey, what's wrong with you?"

"I heard... a roar of energy, as if it came from the depths of the distant eastern sea." The subtle ripples in the deep blue network channel were quickly calming down, and Milmina had read a lot of information from this short energy fluctuation. After careful perception and analysis, a smile suddenly appeared on her face, "It's the Kraken, their superluminal communication array is activated!"