High Above

  Chapter 712 The Great Crisis of the Pioneers (Cavan’s small chapter)

"Is it the Proto-Dragon? Or other second-generation true dragons... Well, it doesn't feel like it, so it's a combination of multiple fire powers, or not only the technology of the true dragon, but also the technology of other civilizations. technology?"

  Ian is just a pure guess. Before the future actually arrives, it is difficult for him to figure out the truth in his prediction.

  This is also the reason why prophetic prophecy poems are always vague, because they themselves can't figure it out.

   After guessing a few times in his mind, Ian finally shook his head and stopped thinking.

He raised his head and looked at Xiou: "You have the potential to advance to the dragon of the void, this is the corner of the future I have glimpsed, if you don't mind, you can work hard in this area... You can also ask your mother, you guys What method does a generation of true dragons rely on to break through the fourth energy level."

  Even if it is a real dragon, wanting to break through the fourth energy level is not a matter of course as it grows up. Back then, the Qiangang dragon grew up under the strict training of its instructor for a long time, and finally succeeded in advancing around the fragments of the earth's core.

   It sounds simple, but it is actually a very difficult ceremony.

"Well. I also think I am quite suitable." Xiou also felt that she was very suitable for this inheritance, but she was still a little bit angry: "However, I heard from my mother that if our generation of true dragons can rely on their own strength to break through The limit of the bloodline, mastering your own power, the potential will be greater than their generation—but to be honest, I don’t quite understand it.”

Shaking her head slightly, the red-haired dragon girl lay on the sofa in her laboratory, shook her head and said with emotion: "Mother, the real dragons of their generation are already so powerful, and they are not far away from the fifth energy level. They are bigger, and where can they be bigger?"

   "I don't think my strength can grow faster than my mother... Rather, I am already very happy to be able to exercise normally."

   And Ian recorded the 'breakthrough of the bloodline limit' revealed by Xiou. This is obviously a secret about the real dragon, and the real dragon has already studied the special blood of its own.

  The reason why Ian cares so much about Xiou's advancement of the "Dragon of the Void Realm" is actually because he has quite a lot of plans to start in the Void Realm in the future.

  At that time, if it was only myself and the goblin, it might be a little tricky to face the unpredictable environment of the virtual world.

  But if there is a dragon of the Void Realm who can treat the Void Realm as his own home, then maybe many things will be much easier.

   After bidding farewell to Xiou, Ian, who returned to Xiahui City, is also preparing to start his own follow-up research plan.

   "Artificial soul pilot, and the 'dead king's spiritual power endowment experiment'..."

  In the quiet laboratory, Ian stared at his hands. He slowly closed his eyes, lay on the special 'sneak chair', and sank into a void: "There are still many things to do..."

   “But all in a methodical, step-by-step manner.”

  With such a stable mood, Ian's soul sank into the void.

   and realistic.

  Nanling, the swampland in the northwest of Baisen Mountains.

  After working hard for nearly a month, Miles looked at the black land that was mostly emptied of water, and couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment in his heart.

  Since he followed Xiahuiling's Lingling Sect to open up wasteland deep in the Byson Mountains, and came directly to the Great Swamp in the northwest, Miles was still a little scared.

   After all, sending people directly to the Black Swamp looks like some kind of ancient primitive sacrificial ceremony, throwing people into the swamp to sacrifice!

  However, this fear quickly dissipated, because the person in charge of land reclamation of the Chongling Sect prepared full-body protective clothing for each of them, which could withstand the local vicious mosquitoes and poisonous gas harassment, and their task was to dig ditches to drain water.

Miles is a strong laborer, and he is also a rare man with a strong body and a certain degree of force among all the pioneers recruited, so he was allowed to wear a sword, and at the critical moment to block the wild beasts and monsters gushing out of the swamp, waiting for the Chongling sect And the volunteers of the mountain people arrived.

  Every breakfast and lunch, he eats a bigger piece of meat than everyone else.

   Other than that, though, he does the same thing as everyone else.

Land reclamation is essentially the hardest labor. The swamp is not just a swamp, there are many trees, tangled grass, vines... There are some big stones in the rotting soil, and the wasteland outside the swamp is also full of There are weeds and rocks, and a lot of preparatory work is required to sort out a piece of land that can be reclaimed.

If it’s just a family opening up wasteland in the wilderness, it will take a whole life and two generations of exhausted people may not be able to cultivate a piece of land that can support themselves, but if there are tools, an organization, and support from behind, the efficiency of opening up wasteland will be much higher. .

Miles even saw several seemingly advanced power armors that often entered and exited the depths of the Black Swamp. They were said to be magnetic storm armors sent by the lord of the Xiahui Territory to exterminate the local monsters. As if it doesn't exist.

  In the dense forest outside the swamp, the trees were uprooted, and the thick rotting leaves also began to burn under the burning of the flying strings, turning into fertilizer in the strong black smoke and flames.

   And several Bison giant oxen used huge wide plows to dig the land deeply, planing off the remaining tree roots and rocks, and mixing the plant ash with the soil.

   "There is no way to build a farm building here for the time being. In recent years, the traditional planting industry has been carried out. The gathering place has begun to take shape. Everyone is working hard and no one is lazy."

This is what Miles occasionally heard from the person in charge of the Chongling Sect and the report from above. He really doesn't know what the agricultural building is, but it is clear that the Chongling Sect has far-reaching plans for this land. For all the refugees and pioneers, this is the most reassuring thing.

The northwestern wasteland swamp side is divided into three large areas, and each area is divided into three subdivisions. Each subdivision has a gathering place. The people in each gathering place come from different sources, and some are attracted by propaganda. Some of the pioneers were relatively innocent civilians among the rebellious mountain people, and some were poor tribes living in the local area.

  Myers is in the first large area, which is also the area closest to the Black Swamp, and it is also the place where it is most likely to be attacked by monsters and beasts, but it is also the place where the rewards are the most lucrative.

In just one month, with borrowed tools and abundant resources, Miles built a log cabin for himself and Cynthia. The work was reasonable and the craftsmanship was excellent. The person in charge of the gathering place even exclaimed when he saw it, saying that he was What a natural woodworking material.

  Of course, swordsmanship can also be used in carpentry! And there are too many good carpenters in Weilan City, among other things, Uncle Da'an also taught me some basics back then, and I can learn it no matter what I hear...

  When thinking of this, Miles couldn't help being silent for a while. Azure City has disappeared, and Uncle Da'an has died in front of him... But he will not be discouraged, and he will not stop. He will use his own hands here to create a brand new future for himself and Cynthia.

  Cynthia has not been idle recently. Although the girl is small, she can organize the tools for the pioneers and work in the kitchen.

  People in the collective kitchen also like this little girl who is not very talkative but very diligent. They always give her half a piece of sweet potato and a few handfuls of small beans.

   What I ate was much better than before.

Speaking of eating, Miles is really a little confused. He is still in the recovery period after the food disaster, but let’s not talk about the "Central Great Plains Potatoes" and "Canaan Moore Grain Fruits" that are said to be imported from other places. Recently, the land reclamation team can even eat fresh off-season vegetables.

  In February, turnips are nothing but tomatoes and spinach?

And after the person in charge of the gathering place knew that it was the result of the so-called 'agricultural building', Miles couldn't help but yearn for the extremely advanced creation in the description-if there is such a planting building, then as long as it is built in a centralized manner, one A land as large as a small town is enough to meet the food needs of the entire territory, right?

  So with so much land left, how much more can be done?

Miles was just imagining, he didn't know what the dragon **** envoy in Xiahui's collar wanted to do, but what he wanted to do was definitely a big event that he couldn't imagine, and he was in such a big event, it was this part of the business.

  This inexplicable sense of motivation and accomplishment urged Miles to work hard for two weeks, although afterwards he had a vague feeling of ‘what does it have to do with me if the lord wants to do great things? I'm just a part-time worker, thinking like this, but for the sake of the rich food, timely salary and bonus, his enthusiasm is brimming again: "Whatever, I didn't come here when I went to work in the city You earn a lot and you have to work hard wherever you go, why not do it here!"

  In addition, at the gathering place, the missionaries of Chongling Sect preached the doctrine once a day and guided everyone to pray and meditate.

   I have to say that these preachers are obviously novices. Some even need to read the booklets to read the teachings smoothly at first, but they are obviously full of enthusiasm, and they can recite them backwards after a few days.

And in this remote wasteland isolated from civilization, the people in the gathering place have no other choice, not to mention that the Chongling Sect told them about this situation at the very beginning, so no matter how disapproving people will pray along , even if it's just for show.

   What's more, the preachers of Chongling Sect are quite interesting: Although they are not even very familiar with the teachings, they have the air of taking it for granted, as if everything they said is completely true.

   After learning about the long-standing local dragon **** belief of the mountain people, Miles barely understood the reason for their special belief.

  Today, Miles' mission is to go deep into the Black Marsh with a few familiar pioneers, to investigate the next information, so as to determine the plan for the next land reclamation.

  The area on the southern edge of the Black Marsh has been drained, and it only needs to be reorganized before it can be planted normally. As long as the exploration is completed, each of them can get a lot of bonuses.

   "I'm going back this time, I'm going to buy new clothes for my sister."

  Myers chatted with his co-workers: "It's been so long, and I still feel sorry for her with those two clothes."

"Yeah, I got the bonus this time, and I want to send some money back to my wife in my hometown. She has been waiting for me." A worker said with emotion: "I have been running around for so many years, and I have been cheated of money. I have done my job. The most irritating thing is not being able to get a salary, I didn’t expect the mountain people to give money more happily than the imperial people.”

"Who said no, I just wanted to make a living." Another worker shook his head: "This time I get the bonus, and I will go back to my hometown to get married. My hometown feels lifeless, and there is little food. The food is not as good as Here, I want to bring her here too."

   Everyone chatted about their vision for the future, wading through the rotten and sticky soil, and then came to a flat land.

Going from south to north in the Black Swamp, there will be several flat lands, but not all of them are land, some are 'stone and wood areas' formed by the deposition of ancient forest remains, and some are composed of a large number of vines solidified rotten soil and leaves There will be many poisonous insects and miasma in the hanging area.

This kind of dangerous area was cleared by the magnetic storm armor at the very beginning, but the swamp is so big that several magnetic storm armors cannot be cleaned up, so it is necessary for the follow-up pioneers to slowly sort out the report points, so that they can be dispatched later. Geostorm Armor provides a place to prepare.

  The flat land that Miles and others walked on was land, and the location was quite good. It could be used as a staging point for rest in the middle of land reclamation. Everyone stopped here, ready to observe the size of the flat land, and set up signage.

   "You can build a watchtower here to observe the surrounding situation from a high position."

  Myers pondered while drawing a picture: "I feel that the wasteland is being opened up in all directions from here as the center. The speed is very fast, but the drainage needs to be diverted from the outside, or the kind of 'pump' that the administrator said..."

According to the person in charge of the gathering place, Xiahui City has already begun to manufacture 'high-power water pumps'. It is said that this kind of water pump can drain a small lake, and the water in the swamp can also be easily drained. A lot of work.

  The magic of alchemy creation lies in this, and the fisherman in the team can't help feeling: "It's time to smoke! The fish and ghosts in this place are ghosts and ghosts. I can't catch them at all these days. I'm so angry..."

  Miles suddenly drew his sword.

   And everyone instinctively quieted down.

  A nameless sense of fear invaded their hearts in an instant. As the people on the Terra continent, they understood what happened to them almost instantly.

   "There is a situation!"

   And at the moment when the young swordsman roared, not far away, the silent swamp suddenly churned with violently boiling mud foam.

  Buzz!

  The ground vibrated loudly, a giant beast with a head like a snake and a catfish, and overall looking somewhat similar to a horned viper flew out of the mud, revealing its true form in front of the wasteland reclamation team members.

   "It's the Mire Giant Viper! The Lord of the Black Marsh!"

At the first glance, Miles knew the identity of the other party, that is exactly what all pioneers have been told, the Beastmaster in the Black Swamp area—this second-level behemoth has been lurking here for many years. Troops came to round it up, but it eluded it.

   Over the past month, the Giant Viper has disappeared without a trace. Many people speculated that it had abandoned its old nest and moved away, but they never thought that it would still stay here and attack the pioneers!

   Just, why? ! Why did the monster suddenly pick them as targets? !

  Myers couldn't figure it out at the first time, and he keenly discovered that the real target of the Mire Giant Viper was not them, but...a certain direction outside the swamp?

   Even so, the giant beast squinted at them, then shook its tail and launched an attack.

  Suddenly, a large amount of mud rained down on the shocked land reclamation team like a rain of swords

  Booming—The surrounding swamp trees were hit by mud, as if they were bombarded by shells, and exploded in all directions. If a person was hit, I am afraid that there would be no plasma left, and they would be crushed and melted into the swamp.

  Miles realized in his heart that at this moment, among the people present, except him who might be spared because of his spiritually strengthened physique, everyone else would die.

  Pal, whose wife is waiting at home, Marge, who is going back to her hometown to get married soon, likes fishing, and Luo Song, whose mother is waiting at home...

  In an instant, surging unwillingness and anger filled the heart of the young swordsman.

"Do not!"

  He stepped forward, holding up the long sword in his hand, and a blood-red light glowed in his eyes.

  With Miles as the center, a scarlet ball space emerged.

  And all the mud that sank into this space was flowing under the influence of a mysterious force, and gathered towards the young swordsman!

   After the plot of artificial soul and psychic development, the next big plot is coming. Recently, I have been a little stuck. I wanted to ask for leave to think about the plot, but I wrote it anyway. 4500 words are enough, so I posted it.

   Excuse me!

  (end of this chapter)