Chapter 860： recovery

The Dragons left, leaving with a document representing formal diplomatic relations between the two countries, and a series of business plans, diplomatic plans, technical and cultural exchange plans.

The official news of the establishment of diplomatic relations with the Holy Dragon Principality soon appeared on the streets and alleys of Cecil City, in every province and city that the new empire's new communication network can cover, in the broadcast of the magic net and in the newspapers of the citizens. In the past few days, it has become the capital for the citizens to talk after the tea in the next few days, and it has become the investment inspiration for the merchants over the next few months, and will eventually precipitate into the career of the executors and clerks of the empire for many years.

In the warmer days, the fields outside the city have been covered with green, and the wind blowing from the plains and hills is no longer cold, only the summer approaching atmosphere is more obvious day by day.

A breeze blew across the open take-off and landing field, the black dragon swept across the sky, and landed steadily in the area marked with white reflective paint. The side streamers of the black steel armor surged due to various extreme tests. The accumulated waste energy is continuously released into the air through the lattice structure, forming an unstable and swirling cyclone around the dragon.

After the cyclone gradually dissipated, Rebecca wearing a white robe and Sonia wearing a pale green jacket and hunting suit stepped forward and came to Maggie, who was looking down to check the equipment.

"Very beautiful flight, Maggie!" Rebecca said with a smile, "especially the acceleration of the last paragraph !!"

"But still failed to break through the 'missile limit'" Maggie shook her head and said with regret, "I feel a little bit worse, but the magic will always escape in the final stage of acceleration ..."

"Yeah, it's almost a little bit," Rebecca scratched her hair. "It's okay in Origin Labs ... why can't that speed limit be reached?"

From the Silver Empire, Sonia, currently an exchange ambassador between Cecil and the Silver Empire, and also a consultant to the Cecil aircraft project, listened to Rebecca's thoughts, shook her head and said softly with a touch of emotion. "The ultimate speed of flying objects ... is also a problem that has troubled the elves for many years."

"Except for the" instant magic "such as ray or lightning, and" no-path spells "such as curses and illusions, is there a speed limit for all missiles, fireballs, ice cones and other spells that require physical flight ..." Ma Ji gently moved her huge body, lay a little on the ground, and said with a more comfortable conversation distance, "The name of" missile limit "is quite appropriate."

"We elves are actually more accustomed to calling it a 'physical flying speed barrier,'" Sonia said next. "Because it is not only magical flying objects that meet this speed limit, according to our observations over thousands of years, in nature, No flying creature can break through this speed, not even the dragon seems to be able to-all entities have limits, this is our conclusion. "

Rebecca blinked, holding her head in a distressed mood.

Testing the limits of current flight technology at flight altitude and flight speed, and seeking breakthroughs. This is the next exploration target of the Magic Technology Institute in the field of aircraft, and the team led by Rebecca has launched a series of The test that they are testing here today is the ultimate speed of the steel wing-the test results are as regrettable as ever.

"If you can't get any results, your ancestor will be angry ... at least you have to find the reason ..."

"Let's do it again," Maggie suddenly raised her spirits and raised her neck. She looked at the green fields and dark mountains farther away, her tone rising slightly, "Fly again!"

Rebecca glanced at each other with a little worry: "Aren't you taking a break?"

"It's already rested-the dragons can recover much faster than your humans, not to mention that most of the time when I fly, the machine is working," Maggie said with a smile, "and I also want to Fly again-the month of recovery is nearing its end, I see the giant woods in the distance are flourishing, there are beautiful scenery over there, I want to fly over and take a look ~~ "

Rebecca listened to the scenery described by the other person, and her mood immediately became happy (her mood is always easy to be happy). She also looked at the scenery in the distance, with a happy smile on her face: "Really hey, It's green everywhere, it's the last week of the recovery month ... Well, let's test it again. Ah, I suddenly have an idea! "

"Thoughts?" Maggie was startled by Rebecca's last cry, but soon she remembered that her thoughts were always new and interesting, and she was immediately curious. "What thought?"

"Would you take a magic net terminal that can record images and shoot a giant woods and dark mountains from the air?" Rebecca gestured excitedly. "Look, although we have dragon cavalry, but ordinary people It is still difficult to have the opportunity to experience the feeling of flying in the sky, let alone know what the land where you have lived for generations-you record a section, and then we send it to the magic net broadcast center, Miss Gipley will be very happy . "

"What is the image of the magic net ..." Listening to the idea of ​​Rebecca's brain opening, Maggie stunned for a moment, but soon followed her thoughts, exposing a twenty-eight fangs with a width of half Mi smiled, "Good idea!"

...

On the Empire Avenue on the east bank of the Gorgon River, a convoy depicting sword and plow emblems is driving between the river bank and the plain.

"We are far away from Cecil City, even as far as the Magic Train has not yet covered," the red-haired dragon-print witch Azarena glanced at Sir Golos sitting by the window. , Reluctantly said, "If you are really reluctant, you should talk to Maggie while in Cecil City-don't say you have talked a lot, I mean the kind of father and daughter sit down and talk. We talk about each other, have a meal and play chess together, and get along like a normal family, instead of communicating with each other. "

"I ..." Golos regained his eyes from the window, opened his mouth, and only waved his hand, "I tried ..."

"It's true, I can see that you worked hard," said Asha Lena, shaking her head. "You haven't learned how to joke and chat with others over the years, and based on what I know about you, you are in the Cecil city Tian and Maggie's relationship should be considered the most harmonious days for your father and daughter in the past few decades. "

"That's right," Golos said with a hint of helplessness but reassuringly, "She was willing to smile at me."

"That's polite ... forget it," Asha Lena said, waving her hand halfway. "It's fine, after all, everyone's situation is different."

Sir Goros was silent for a moment, and suddenly relieved again. He smiled slightly, and turned his eyes back to the window, but no longer looked at the south, which had been left behind. His gaze swept across the vast east bank of the Gorgon River. The plains pass by the vast fields bathed in sunlight and breeze, the rivers and lakes with abundant currents, and the rolling hills in the distance. Between the river and the wilderness, cooking smoke rises, and the metal-cast towers shine in the sun. .

He lived for half a month in the capital of the Cecilians, and this half of the month seemed to have passed the most obvious stage of the seasonal change in the human kingdom-the temperature is rising, the plants are flourishing, all social activities and construction projects They are all busy. When he looked out from the car window to the Holy Spirit Plain for the first time, there was still a trace of Xiao in winter and heaven, and this time he looked out into the wilderness, but it was already alive outside.

This made him couldn't help feeling: "The seasonal changes in the human world are really obvious-the Holy Dragon Principality is almost always winter, and the two seasons here are like two worlds. I remember the last time these plains were Bare, there is already farmland in the same place. "

"Perhaps we should be more surprised that this land was once destroyed by the war," said Asharena, shaking her head slightly. "We are passing through the main polluted area of ​​the Anzu Civil War-the Cecil are rebuilding here, The cultivated land and settlements have been built in the past year. The roads on the side of the river are also used to transport materials and personnel to the reconstruction area. It is not only the seasons that change the land, but also those who believe they can Cecil rebuilding their homes. "

"... Maybe that's one of the reasons that Archduke Balogel thought that the Cecil Empire was worthy of association," Sir Goros murmured for two seconds, and whispered, "At Gawain Cecil worked out the set After a new order, people in this country dare to challenge everything in order to live a good life. "

Azarena didn't speak, just followed Gorosh's gaze and looked out the window, watching the plants and rivers on the plains receding, and watching the disappearance of a camp built by the restorer in the past winter. Between the rolling wilderness ...

...

In the distance, there is a convoy passing on Empire Avenue, and further afield, engineering facilities such as iron towers and cranes can be seen along the river bank.

The tall man stood on the high ground on the edge of the camp, and silently looked at the distant river bank. He was wearing gray-blue work clothes often worn by the Holy Spirit Plains restorers, and his exposed arms, neck, and a small part of his cheeks were tangled. With white gauze bandage.

In the uncovered area of ​​the bandage gauze, scars can be seen after the crystal cluster structure has faded, and there are even crystals that have not completely faded.

The gray-blue tooling was issued by the engineering team, and the style was very simple, but the industrial fabrics from the Tifeng Empire were of high quality, and if they were placed in the old days, poor people could not get a new dress for several years. The new outfit is already a wonderful thing for many people.

The bandage on the body is to cover up and treat the "sequelae" left by the cluster infection-although this terrible infection will no longer spread, the scars and crystals left on the body still affect the lives of many healers. The Empire ’s The druids are trying to reduce these aftereffects. Now they can at least reduce the residual crystals and scars on the surface of the healer by half. In order to cooperate with the treatment, the "bandage" has become a distinctive feature on the healers in the reconstruction area. One of the features.

Footsteps suddenly came from the side. The tall, silent man turned his head and saw a dark-skinned man wearing the same overalls walking towards him.

"Thirty-two!" The other waved his hand to this side, "are you really here?"

"Isn't it time to go to work?" Said the man named Thirty-two sulkingly. "Any other work?"

"You only have to work with your head full," the dark-skinned man laughed and teased. "You're too confused. Did you forget to rest for a long time this afternoon?"

On the thirty-second silence, he shook his head: "... forget."

"What are you looking at?" The dark-skinned man came over and looked away in the direction of Gaze No. 32 just now. He pouted, "Oh, that's not bad ... the railway engineering team on the river bank has all advanced here I am afraid that it will not be possible to repair the road to Saint Sunil before autumn ... "

"It's very fast ... It took many years to build a road from Tallen to Solingborg."

"It's as if you've repaired it," the dark-skinned man glanced at his partner at work, and then patted the other's arm. "Don't blow your hair here, hurry back to the camp, something good this afternoon — —I called you kindly, or you missed it. "

"Good thing?" Fifty-two frowned, and the unrecognizable face covered with bandages, scars, and crystals couldn't help showing a little doubt, "What's the good thing?"

"Hey, what did you say with that buzzword ... welfare! The welfare we won for you above!" The dark man smiled happily, "I don't tell you first, come with me, you will know it when you see it It's up! "

As he spoke, he pulled Thirty-two's arm toward the camp, and the latter could only follow behind with confusion. They walked through the open space outside the camp, through the gate of the reconstruction camp, and walked towards the auditorium next to the residential area-the auditorium is a place that can accommodate everyone, and the people who manage the camp will call everyone to meet and announce Work plans or supplies, and a "teacher" sent from Pompeii to teach the workers there, teach literacy and social order, everyone is no stranger to the auditorium, it is in the camp except the warehouse The most important place outside.

Many people have gathered towards the auditorium.

On the 32nd, he was next to his partner and followed everyone with confusion. He heard that someone next to him was talking about "Mage Shadow Drama", someone mentioned "new technology from the south", and his partner was finally No more selling off, this cheerful man, who is said to be from the rich woodland, said with a smile: "Today, you want to play a magic movie, do you know it? It is a drama played by magic technology-the drama was only the noble master What we can see! Now we can watch it, and we can watch it for free ... "

On the 32nd and a half, he listened to his partner ’s introduction and bragging-he can be sure that this guy has not seen the so-called magic shadow drama, and now he is blowing to himself, most of the other dozens of minutes ago from other populations Listen.

But this bragging is not annoying.

He nodded in coordination, which was a bit of a bragging response to his partner. Then he looked up and looked at the outer wall of the auditorium not far away. There were many people shaking, and the outer wall wrapped in thin iron seemed to hang. A huge, colorful canvas.

Thirty-two's eyes were frozen.

He saw a young man standing on the picture, wearing old-time armor, carrying a sword in his hands. Behind him was the dark and sunken plain, but a sun shone, reflecting the young man's face, The distinctive armor is plated with light.

The entire painting has a typical southern style—realistic portraits, but also richly painted landscapes full of abstraction and obscurity.

There are huge letters printed on the screen, and the name of this painting seems to be "Beacon".

The master who created this painting must be extraordinary.

The figure in the painting is really tiny.

(Friendly recommend a book, "Codeword Worker Salvation Everyday", the author is an old reader who has followed from the time of the Spirit, and the original readers should know many people, old Shen knows it-he Written =. =)