Dark Mountain Range, the highest point observatory.

The telescope group pointing to the magnificent wall has been adjusted to a slight angle. The distant skylight screen reflects a sly sly on the lens. In the background of the light curtain, a vast layer of thin black clouds floats over the vast black forest and the corrupted plain. The mist, the mist and the transpiration, is like a illusory illusion.

The tall monitor turned around and reported to Gao Wenhui, who was standing behind him: "The brightness of the magnificent wall is normal and the signs of overload have been confirmed to have subsided."

Heidi and Amber are also on the scene. The former is standing next to Gao Wen, who has been curiously drilled behind the telescope. Through the lens group, he looks at the barrier in the distance. Listening to the monitor’s report, Amber follows. Pick it up: "It looks like it's really back to normal!!"

“The barrier recovery has been more than forty-eight hours, and there are no signs of any overload during this period,” Herti looked at Gao Wen. “The strange whistling sound has no ancestor. It seems that the wall is still recovering.”

"Restoration? It won't recover. It will only continue to decline. It's just a temporary calm." Although Gao Wen is also relieved, he doesn't dare to be as optimistic as Herti, "Repairing the magnificent wall is now It’s almost impossible for the countries, even for the elves... I also doubt that they still have the ability to build a new tower of sentinels. Now this barrier is temporarily supported, perhaps the elf While trying to find a way to restart the critical system, the overall decline and damage of the system is an irreversible fact."

Gao Wen calmly said that the memory from Gao Wen Cecil showed him this cold truth. According to Gao Wen Cecil's memory, the elves completed the last sentinel tower and were responsible for the barrier design. The Elf Magisters once warned the heads of human countries that the barrier was built using the "old relics" of the elves. Its core components can hardly be copied. Once damaged, it cannot be replaced.

For the past seven hundred years, this barrier has been sailing like a bruised, tinkering wheel on a storm-filled sea. There are no spare parts, no retreats, and there is nothing on the sea that can be used for beach repair. The port, which can only continually age and continually damage, engineers have patched one after another on its engine that is about to turn off and the cracked casing, but it only delays its sinking.

The people who built the barriers, the people who have experienced the second development, everyone knows this fact, but no one thinks that until the barrier is on the limit, people still can't find a way to completely solve the magic tide, and the pollution on the waste soil is also People did not completely dissipate people and did not even think that the barriers created by the power of the various countries could not even last for the first millennium.

And what's even worse is... Humans, a short-lived, complex and changeable race, probably have forgotten what the end of the wall is.

“Continue monitoring and release the alarm after 24 hours,” Gao Wen made the final decision. “This observatory is set as a key site, adding a shift of staff, and will monitor the movement of the magnificent wall in the future.”

Herti bowed her head deeply: "Yes."

Anyway, the days still have to go on.

After returning to the lord's office, Gao Wen walked into the study and took one out of a letter and began to write a personal letter.

Amber curiously took a look and said: "What are you writing?"

Gao Wen couldn't help but stunned the unconscious and ruled half-elf: "Can you be a little disciplined? Although you are familiar with me, it is also a good idea for the lord to write a secret letter. Have you come directly to see it?" ..."

Amber slammed his hand: "Hey, I don't know you yet. This is really not a secret letter. You have shot me on the wall..."

Gao Wen: "..."

How do you feel that this product is very proud of being able to be photographed on the wall? Is it proud of Rebecca’s resistance?

At this time, Amber had already seen the beginning of the letter written by Gao Wen. The goose suddenly raised an eyebrow and made a surprised voice: "Ah, write to St. Sunil?"

Gao Wentou does not lift: "The wall of grandeur has changed, I must remind them."

Amber’s face was weird. She hesitated. She couldn’t help but say, “Do you think they will listen to you? They didn’t react much after you reminded me. This time they’re fighting in the civil war, fearing that no one cares about the South. Passing the voice of the past."

It is true that Cecil has just done a big business with Wang Guojun, and the re-emergence of the Cecil family has actually returned to the stage of Ansu’s power, but the “inertia” of the aristocratic circle is a terrible thing. Really care about Gao Wen’s reminder?

Before the fire burned on their heads, every nobleman thought that he was the safest. This is their nature, and this nature is determined by the fact that the system is divided.

The rise of the Cecil family may make them pay more attention to Gao Wen, the real power of the Duke's every move, but this "emphasis" is more of a kind of vigilance, does not mean that they will attach equal importance to Gao Wen's It is better to say that the Cecil family has risen because Cecil has reunited the South. They will be more taboo and more alert to any warnings issued by Gao Wen. They will only be in these warnings. A lot of conspiracy theory is added to the brain.

"To tell the truth, I didn't expect them to care about this," Gao Wen shook his head as he heard Amber. "But it is my responsibility. I am the guardian Duke."

His letter is to fulfill his responsibilities and do his best to inherit the obligations of Gao Wen? Cecil after this body, but there is another reason he did not say: he wants to ensure that all his actions in the future are as much as possible. Without leaving a stain, he can't leave an attack on his opponents in the future.

Amber's eyes looked at Gao Wen eccentrically. She felt that she couldn't understand the thoughts of this old blind man. But it didn't matter. The guy was full of strange thoughts and there were not many people who could be understood.

If she sleeps in the coffin for seven hundred years, her head is estimated to be worse than Gao Wen.

Gao Wen wrote the letter, carefully wrapped it in the paint tube, and sealed it with lacquer, then handed it to the amber standing on the side: "Send someone to the Rock Fortress and let Sir Wald send someone to the king." ”

“Why don’t you just use the magic net to send a copy to the Rock Fortress?” Amber answered the curious question as he took the letter. “This can be delayed for many days.”

"This letter must be handwritten with the original, this is for safety, and ... St. Sunil's guys will not necessarily recognize the Duke seal on the copy," Gao Wen shook his head helplessly, "the Office of Government Adaptation The file transfer system took so long, and it’s not completely accustomed to it right now. You can’t expect St. Sunil’s city to do better than the Office of Government at this point.”

"Oh... that old man is stubborn. You compare it with them. I think they are lying in the coffin for seven hundred years."

Gao Wen thought about it. He always felt that there was something wrong with this awkward word, but he couldn’t find anything wrong...

Just then, the voice of the little maid Betty suddenly came from outside the door and interrupted his conversation with Amber: "Master! Master Pitman is looking for you!"

Gao Wenyi, and then faintly guessed something in his heart, and quickly said: "Let him come in!"

The door of the study room opened, and the old druid with a hunched smile came into the room. The little old man had a smug smile on his face. After entering the door, he opened his mouth: "The lord brought good news."

“Is the neurological cord ready to be tested?” Gao Wen said with a smile. “It seems that this state of emergency has not affected the progress of your research.”

"The door of the institute is closed, and whoever is outside the flood," Pitman said with a look of disappointment. "If the person doing the research does not even have the strength, then it is better to go home and plant potatoes."

Then he paused and went on to say, "I have already installed the new neural cable on the device that Carmel has tossed. Are you going to see it?"

"Of course," Gao Wen hurried up and followed Amber. "You too..."

Amber waited for the other party to reach out and pinch himself. He said, "Of course I have to go with you to see that I am also very curious about the ‘spiritual networking’ that you have recently studied!”

Soon, Gao Wen and Amber came to the Institute of Magical Technology. In the laboratory dedicated to the "neural interaction technology", the new connection device has been placed on the round table in the center of the laboratory.

Carmel and Rebecca are standing next to the connection, and more than a dozen technicians wearing white robes are busy around, checking the connection, or checking the other rune arrays connected to the device.

Even Jenny, who didn’t leave the Rune Institute on weekdays, was on the scene: although her main direction was not in the field of application, she played a pivotal role in resolving the spells of the sleeper and reconstructing the rune array. It is natural for her to be able to complete her work. She is here to test the finished product.

Gao Wen nodded to Jenny and Kamal, and the line of sight fell on the seat behind Rebecca: "Is this... finished?"

The connection was not exactly what he had originally expected. It was nothing like the magical device of this era, but more like a future product that spanned time and space. The silver-white cockpit was fixed on a large and stable base, behind the cockpit. In the half part, the extended backrest is hollowed out, and a number of shimmering, "metal pipes" like metal ribs connect the backrest of the cockpit with the base below. In the cockpit, you can see the streamlined The leather lining, the lining is distributed with a large number of metal contacts, the contacts are connected together, showing the distribution of the spine.

This distinctive design is certainly not the style of a contemporary magician. Carmel, the magician from the Gangster Empire, once again used his memory style in Cecil's magical creation.

Prominent is a magic punk.

What is outstanding is that this style of painting is different.

Gao Wen doesn't care about how the style of painting is anyway. From the people to the things on the land of Cecil, there is nothing like a normalist. He only cares about the use of this thing.

"We have carried out all the offline tests and some of the networking tests are connected to the magic network communication network," Carmel's body screams, he is filled with a pleasant light blue, which shows the wizard's mood Quite good, "According to the mind illusion technique of the eternal sleeper, we have created a 'connection interface' for this device. This interface can run stably when accessing the magic network communication network and protect the user's consciousness."

Pittman added a sentence next to him: "This interface is what I helped to do. My point ‘handicraft’ is not yet unfamiliar.”

Gao Wen knows what Pittman called "handicraft", but Amber is confused: " Craftsmanship? What craftsmanship? Do you have other crafts besides fraud and fortune telling?"

"Don't make trouble, the old man has a lot of craftsmanship," Pitman waved, directly ignoring the amber words, and then pointed to the three "pipes" under the seat. "This is the new nerve cable. It is the information you gave me." To be honest, if there is a chance, I must see the person who designed it. It is a personal talent. I never thought that the artificial nerve cable can really be transformed into a non-implantable one. It’s not just the genius of the brain, but the extreme familiarity with the working processes of the nervous system and the nerve cord. To be honest, if this person can join the institute, it is definitely more valuable than doing it outside.”

"If a person suffers from the sequelae caused by implantable nerve cord for more than ten years, then he will naturally understand the working process of the nerve cord," Gao Wen sighed. "Reassure, with this device, you are very I will have a chance to meet with someone who has developed a non-implantable nerve cord, but he is afraid that there is no chance to join the task of our side in our research system, no less than your research task."