East, white sand hills, mine station.

The temporary building's sentry tower stands on the high ground near the platform. The guardian sentinel and the armored vehicle guard the station together. A special freight train is parked next to the No. 1 station. The second half of the train is open for several hours. The cargo chassis, some of which have been piled up on the chassis, and the only empty chassis in the middle of the train is waiting to be loaded.

Along with the low mechanical operation, a large tractor was driven by the guides to the loading platform. The heavy pallets behind the tractor were covered with huge crepe, which blocked the goods inside. But judging by its huge size and vague outline, this is probably not an ordinary ore or mechanical equipment.

On the platform, Pitman is watching the final flow of the goods transfer – the hooks of the lifting device have been attached to the pallet at the rear of the tractor, and the engineers are adding energy to the weight loss runes of the pallet, and half of the soldiers responsible for the **** Ascending the train, two officers are leading the rest of the soldiers to check the situation around the train to ensure that nothing is lost.

Beside Pitman, the head of Baisha Mining, Holm couldn't help but grin: "To be honest, this is probably the most unacceptable cargo in the world..."

"But still need to be strictly guarded, the madman will always exist like the demise of all things," said a young horsewoman with a single ponytail, a good figure and a heroic attitude. "In particular, it still needs to be replaced midway." It’s no exaggeration to take care of the transportation tools."

Pittman smiled and glanced at the horsewoman: "Miss Margarita, don't always be so tight--women don't like women like stones."

Margarita looked serious: "I am a knight, then a woman."

"...and a type with Phillips," Pittman said, moving his mouth. He said, "It’s really boring to talk."

The knight arrived in the White Sands area today, and she was ordered to **** the vital goods all the way to St. Sunni – this would be a long journey, despite the advanced means of transportation that greatly shortened the journey. Time, but due to the limited coverage of the magic energy track, she must first take the team to the Gülen area by train, and then take the goods to the cargo ship, and follow the waterway through the Cecil, Kant, and meteorite areas. The entire plain of the Holy Spirit, and finally arrived in St. Sunil - the overall distance is not short.

Her mission will be an important part of her coronation.

The pressure of the task, coupled with its own character, made this Miss Margarita always a bit nervous. For Pitman, it was quite boring to communicate with such people.

His whispered utterly fell completely in Margarita's ear. This very serious female knight turned her head and said very seriously: "Master, if my way of speaking makes you unhappy, I am very Sorry - I am not really an interesting person. We have to work together for a long time, I will try not to affect your mood."

"Don't stop, you can't stand it anymore... This is more serious than Philip's symptoms," Pitman slammed his hand, followed by a little sigh. "But then again, now in the Cecil Corps. The number of knights like 'standard' like you is really not much. Most of the knights who have been promoted on the battlefield have little time to learn your set of things..."

"The knights who are promoted on the battlefield are more worthy of respect. Their loyalty and courage are worthy of their titles," Margarita said earnestly. "I have heard General Philip say that this is already turning upside down. Times, old things will be eliminated, new things will replace them, this is an inevitable trend. As for what you said 'the set of things'...maybe some of the content is out of date, but loyalty and conscientious total It is necessary, they will continue in the new knight."

Pittman couldn't help but look up and down Margarita and suddenly brought out a sigh of emotion: "Girl, should you be proud of your identity?"

Margarita stood up and showed a smile with a ribbon: "Most people think that the identity of the knight only means a good origin, but I think it is more to prove that I am worthy of this identity." Something to be proud of."

Instead of disguising her pride and pride, she chose to express it in a manner that is consistent with the rules of the Knights, because a qualified knight can't avoid or hide his excellent qualities, even for performance. Humility must also show these prides properly.

Hearing the other party's words, Pitman fixedly watched Margarita for a while. The hippie smile in the past did not know when it had converged. He took a trace of ecstasy, as if suddenly fell into a certain memory.

Margarita blinked in confusion, looked down at herself and confirmed that there was no problem after she said: "Master? What is wrong with what I said?"

"No... I just remembered an old friend..." Pittman sighed softly and said, "When I first met him many years ago, he said something similar."

"When you were young, did you know a knight?" Margarita had a bit of curiosity, and then she had some expectations. "I said something similar... then I want to meet the gentleman, he should be worthy. Dear people."

"Unfortunately, the guy didn't have the chance to meet you like a beautiful lady. He died many years ago," Pitman shook his head. "And the guy just said something similar, but he can't be serious in character, even if he lives today. You don't have to expect him to be an old version of Philippe - but it is a bit close to Byron."

Margarita didn't care about Pittman's ridicule, but only some regrets licked his lips: "has already passed away... sorry, I shouldn't mention it."

"It's okay...I have been doing things many years ago. Old people like me won't care about this with you," Pitman grinned at his lips, then turned his face and looked at the goods being loaded, deep. Sighed, "and more tangled than those who are already dead... alive."

The squeaking of the hinge activity came from a distance. With the aid of the mechanical device, the weight-reduced cargo was placed in the middle of the train's cargo chassis, and the soldiers used the crowbar to move the lock on the chassis. Buckle, lock the cargo pallet and the train chassis.

A gust of wind blew from the plains and picked up the corner of the crepe. At that moment, part of the structure of a huge skull flashed across the gap between the crepe.

The whistle sounded on the platform, and the commander began to assemble the soldiers and arranged the remaining personnel to board the train.

"What about the Age of Empires... Let the guy be scared for the rest of his life, after all, it’s gone."

Pitman whispered softly, stepping forward and heading for his own carriage.

Several apprentices waiting to go forward immediately took over the old druid's cane and caught his aging body.

Margarita stood in the same place, watching the old Druid's back look a bit confused, but soon she put these things unrelated to the task aside, the Kant's female knight sorted out her own Dressing, turned and nodded to Holm: "Mr. Holm, we are here! Thank you for your assistance and wish you the next task."

Holm showed a smile and took off his hat to say: "I wish a safe journey, Miss Cavalier."

Along with a loud flute and the sounds of the runes that followed, the huge freight train slowly started, accelerating along the platform and heading west.

Holm watched the special "truck" leave and then turned and walked outside the platform.

He still has a lot to do -

The sample of the wreckage of the Pseudo-God has ended. The valuable experimental samples were sent back to Cecil City in the first few days. The remaining fleshy bones were also completely cut, and the skull will be transported to St. Sunil. With the emperor, the remaining skeleton remains will be transported to the south and will be sent to several research facilities or secret warehouses for long-term research.

When he learned the truth behind the wreckage, the head of the mine, who was born in the slavery, felt cold in his back and couldn't sleep all night after returning to the mine. However, after seeing the cut flesh and bones, his fear disappeared. At this moment, only sigh -

The power of the gods is stolen by humans, copied by humans, and eventually destroyed by humans. The world... is really going to turn upside down.

As a person who does not believe in religion, Holm is now going to deal with the scene left behind by the body of the false god.

An assistant in a black jacket came from the side and asked, "Sir, what did the superior say about how to deal with the big pit?"

After transporting the body of the false gods, there is a huge tiankeng between the mine and the river. The size of the big pit is so large that it becomes a headache. It is unrealistic to fill in the gap. But if it comes to use, the assistants of the mining company can’t think of it for a while.

"We will first investigate the soil and topography around the pit. Mr. Bruce will lead the engineering team tomorrow," Holm nodded. "The government office has plans to introduce the water of the White River into the pit. When the artificial lake comes out, it is more convenient to take water from the mine. The artificial lake can also be built around the artificial lake. The east is already ours. It is no longer necessary to consider the development agreement signed with the Loren family. This mining area... It is time to expand the scale. ""

The assistant opened his eyes in amazement: "Artificial Lake?"

"Yeah, the name is getting better, it is called Baisha Lake," Holm turned and glanced at the direction of the mining area and shrugged. "I thought I would have to blow it up again for three or five years to build a lake." I didn't expect friends from the deep sea to help us get a pit in advance..."

......

The gentle waves slammed against the beach and slammed the huge alloy barriers on the edge of the beach. The bright sunshine shone white sand, starships, rocks, outposts, and friends from the deep sea scattered between these things.

The friends in the deep sea smashed on the beach, such as the afternoon sun is lazy.

Thousands of mermaid basking in the sun on the beach, the scenery is spectacular.

In this lazy atmosphere, the sound of a sea monster came from the speaker equipment all over the beach: "Thirty minutes have arrived, all have, turn over!"

A small part of the Kraken looked up and saw a few responders stretched out, then slammed the beach with his tail and turned over, but more Krakens even headed. Didn't lift it up, just continue to basking in the tail of the human (fish) lazy sunshine, and even flipped over.

The Kraken, who was broadcasting the command, did not say anything again - it seemed to be too lazy to remind the second time.

Extending to the terrestrial engine platform of the starry ship, the Queen of the Kraken, Petia, glanced at the scene on the beach, and the long snake tail gently swayed: “It is right to let the sisters divide into three batches of feeding...the food Doped impurities require more gas to filter and purify, and they amplify the 'inerting effect' after eating."

For the Kraken, sunbathing after a full meal is not a lazy, but a part of normal physical activity - in order to be able to transform those unfamiliar energies and substances, they must use the magic energy from the giant sun to irradiate themselves There is no ability to handle those energies.

In fact, even the conversion of energy and matter by basking in the sun is the result of their efforts to adapt and evolve after arriving in the world. Before coming to the world, the Krakens did not have the concept of “baking in the sun”.

The world they lived in was not sun-drenched, there was only endless oceans, and almost never-ending storms and thunder.

“The new food has a lot of impurities, but it brings us precious energy supplements and new raw energy samples,” said a blue long-haired, cheeks with obvious cheek scales. “After actual testing After ingesting new energy samples and adapting them, all sisters have different degrees of adaptability to the world. Together with the pure arcane energy provided by Hongguang technology, many sisters have already It is faintly aware of what is called 'magic power'."

"Magic..." Petia whispered, bowing her head and rubbing her fingers.

A small cluster of arcane sparks burst through her slender fingertips, short and bright.

"This is a world that is not suitable for the Kraken, but finally... we can slowly think of it as a home."

"As you said."

“Haysea, in the next contact, informed Til to raise the human race 'Cesil' to the second-level exposure standard,” said Petia. “We will be happy to share the knowledge of the sea with friends on land – if They will have the courage to challenge the ocean in the future."

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