Chapter 915： There are ships from the north

The autumn season is cold, and the short warm season in the northern part of the mainland has long ended. In the vast plains occupied by the northern city-states, and then in the moss forest where the gray elves lived, everyone is preparing for the winter that will come soon.

Reserve the fuel for the winter, pay close attention to the last sunny day to dry the dried fish and make the pickles, repair the houses damaged in the autumn rain, and turn over the winter cotton bedding ... In addition to the magic technology, the Cecil Empire has entered the civilian stage. In addition, people in most parts of the world still live a life that is not much different from the past-even if the magic technology from afar has begun to change the lifestyle of some people, bringing many new things to these ancient lands, But these changes will take time.

Rupert, who had just moved to live in the city, pushed a car of charcoal and walked on the street. A lot of wind was blowing on his face than yesterday, and some cold wind entered the collar to make this short gray elf man. Can't help shrinking his neck. He raised his head and looked around at a place that was very strange to him. He couldn't help but sniff.

He is still trying to adapt to life in the city, it is not easy.

Compared with the forest that he already lives in, this "big forest" built by people looks too large, too cold, too crowded, and too chaotic. Every day he has to deal with countless unknown people and be strange. Work, heard many new things that I didn't understand, and finally returned to a strange place-only the wife and a pair of children who moved in with me, they were able to live in this strange city, And finally determined to be the biggest motivation to take root here.

After all, in addition to the strange environment that is difficult to adapt to, life in the city is much more comfortable and convenient than in the forest. As a gray elf who is good at processing herbal raw materials, his income in the distillation and ripening plant is enough to provide a warm family. At his residence, his wife no longer has to worry about wild animals and poisonous insects in the forest at any time, as for the children ...

They really like this big and lively city.

Another cold wind blew, and Rupert couldn't help but sniffed his nose again. He looked at a car of charcoal in front of him: this car char was bought from the carbon burning field in the south, plus the quantity previously purchased The fuel needed for a family to spend the winter in the city is ready. Living in the city is not like a forest. There is no way to go out to pick up firewood. The fuel for heating can only be purchased for money. The operator of the carbon burning site is a very smart gray elf businessman. Rupert thinks that the other party is probably the richest person he has ever seen in his life. However, I do n’t know why. He always thinks when he recalls the details of the previous transaction. The shrewd charcoal merchant was sad ...

Rupert pushed the car through the center of the city, and a burst of sweet, soft music suddenly entered his ears. He looked up subconsciously and saw a huge crystal device standing proudly on the square in front of the chief longhouse. Runes flashed on the surface of the huge magic device, a large crystal was floating slowly on a certain alloy base, and the soft music sound came from a certain structure of this device.

He recalled the name of the device, which should be called the Obelisk of Magic Energy-since entering the city, this was the thing that surprised him the most. Rupert did n’t know how the Cecilians living in the East made this incredible device, but he knew that this square and the large areas outside the square were relying on this device to provide energy. The street lights and some "machines" in factories are driven by it.

Moreover, this device will start playing the traditional music of the gray elves every day when the sun rises, until the sun goes down.

This second function is said to have been instructed by the patriarch himself, and was devised by the gray elves' "magic technicians". Rupert did not understand the concepts of "technical exchange" and "foreign expert guidance", but he knew that the residents of the city all welcomed the music on the square, which caused some citizens who were originally resistant to magic technology to put it down. In the wake of the alert, many residents with strong reception ability have organized, often dancing in the square or playing musical instruments when the sound of the music sounds-just like in festive celebrations.

A slightly hoarse and neutral voice suddenly came from the side, interrupting Rupert's association of "Magic Obelisk": "Citizen, do you need help?"

Rupert was taken aback by the sound, and looked around in a panic, but saw a very tall and muscular woman standing next to herself-this is an orc, almost as tall as three gray elves, beautiful The soft hair is covered with strong and bulging muscles, and behind it is a scary chopper. The lady who guards the square is looking at herself, her eyes are not fierce-but enough to make the rural gray elves who are not yet suitable for city life nervous.

"No ... nothing, I'm distracted, distracted ..." Rupert waved his hands in a panic.

"Okay, then don't be in a daze for too long," Ms. Orc said casually, and her eyes fell casually on Rupert's charcoal cart. She frowned, "Hey, I hope I won't really need to burn charcoal Well, this thing is not friendly to hair. "

"Ah?" Rupert was a little surprised that the guards in the city were more friendly than he thought, and more curious about each other's words. "Ma'am, what are you saying? Will you not be allowed to burn charcoal in the future?"

"I mean I don't need to burn charcoal anymore," Ms. Orc glanced at the gray elf who seemed to be confused. "Did you not hear? The north and south of the city are building magic heat stations. Contractor's statement, after the heat station is built, the whole street needs only a few heat pipes to warm up, there is no need to worry about fire, there will be no choking smoke, and there will be no bald tail burned by charcoal fire The orcs are out of luck. Of course, at least they will get next year ... "

Rupert listened to the description of the guard of the square as if listening to the heavenly book. Those terms and concepts are completely another world thing for him-and he believes that even people who live in this city for a long time are not necessarily Understand what is the so-called "magic heat station", "heat pipe" and so on, after all, in the past few days in the tavern he has heard local people use eight different versions to brag about the "magic engine" "The principle, what those Cecil merchants bring ... is really hard to understand.

Rupert can only be sure that the machines that look amazing are all artificial. When they are disassembled, there is no special iron and crystal. There is no little devil living in it, and there is no need to draw souls. It was those Cecils who stressed again and again that even the patriarch had assured the citizens personally.

He shook his head and tossed aside the confusion about "how to keep warm without burning charcoal". Anyway, it sounded like it would happen next year. At the same time, he subconsciously glanced at the tail of the tall orc lady in front of him-this A careful glance clearly failed to hide the eyes of a professional warrior, who immediately flicked his tail behind him and glared at this.

Rupert immediately shrank his neck and hurriedly pushed the cart forward.

Although it is unclear whether the majestic soldiers had been burnt and bald by charcoal, he now understands why the charcoal merchant who looks smart and rich always keeps frowning ...

...

Morelina looked at the gray elf who was not very bright in her brain. It seemed that the gray elf who had just entered the city from the country recently pushed the car away, and there was a feline-like cry in her throat. Then she looked at the leader ’s long house not far away. A glance at the mechanical clock hanging in the front confirmed that as time approached, she walked to the huge crystal installation in the center of the square.

Next to the Obelisk, which is responsible for powering most of the city, there is a smaller device-it is a magic net terminal with a triangular base and clear crystal components.

It has been three days since the terminal was installed here, and countless citizens have speculated on its role, but it will not come in handy for the first time until today.

Several technicians are debugging this complex magic device here, two of them are humans with obvious foreign population sounds, they are checking the crystal while explaining some details with the people beside them, while the other are wearing The short white robe and the little gray elves like children. These gray elves, with paper pens in their hands, listened nervously and attentively to the guidance of the two strangers, just like an apprentice.

Neither of them cared about the female guard captain who walked to the side-a female warrior who was curious but had no knowledge of magical technology and could not affect the working status of these technicians.

Under the urging of these people, the smaller magic device finally started up-not far from the scheduled time.

Along with a slight buzzing and disturbing sound, a bright light curtain appeared out of thin air, a large magic projection instantly appeared in the center of the square, and brilliant colors and beautiful sounds burst out at the same time-

Morella, who was carrying a chopping axe, almost immediately blew up her fluff, violently like a keen cat hunter, and then jumped out, almost removing the weapon behind her, but she soon realized that the device was just Some harmless projections were created, and a gray elf with a nervous expression appeared on the projection.

She felt a little embarrassed, and even the fine white fluff could not stop her slightly reddish complexion, but the citizens who were suddenly alarmed around obviously no one noticed the small details, they were surprised and curious to watch the sudden appearance on the square The magic image, I heard a voice coming out from inside:

"This ... this is the Momo Forest Demonnet Radio, broadcast for the first time. What we are broadcasting today is a picture from" White Feather Harbor ", our patriarch Ms. Wenna Baizhi will ..."

...

The autumn wind blew through the low woods on the coast, and the moist air flow rolled through the houses next to the port and the post near the port. The long trestle extended from the land and explored the endless sea. The colorful Wang Yang undulates slowly at the end of the trestle, full of texture in the sun.

The blue sea and blue sky, the breaking waves, the wind, and the seabirds chirping-all these are rare sights deep in the moss forest.

Wenna Baizhi stood on the trestle of this small port, beside her trusted guards and advisors.

Not far from her, there are representatives of the dwarf kingdom coming from afar.

"Time should be almost ..." Wenna murmured to herself.

"Yes, chief," a human in a brown robe and a silver headband nodded. "The last signal indicated that they were only one hour away from the port. The north guard tower also reported that Seeing the ship shadow on the sea-it should be almost there. "

Wen Na yelled and looked back at the open space not far away-a group of technicians were gathering there, they were surrounded by a brand-new, seemingly expensive magic machine, the crystal device fixed above the machine Shining in the sun.

The machine made the Grey Elf leader a little nervous, but she easily resolved this sense of discomfort. She knew that her figure should have been recorded by the wonderful device and passed back to the wind song deep in the moss forest. The city and Sanbitok City in the east of the woodland are the only two cities in the Moss Forest that have established a magic net and are connected by communication devices. As the main promoter of the entire project, she knew that she had to perform perfectly and excellently today.

"Hopefully, the citizens of Fengge and Zambitoke will not be too nervous when they first watch the broadcast of the Magic Web," she whispered in a voice that only the consultant beside her could hear. The magic machine is different. "

"New things always make people nervous, and the Cecil people will exclaim when they first see the Magic Web broadcast," the human consultant with a silver headband on his head also answered in a low voice, "but nervous After that, brave and curious people will appear. As long as we encourage and guide well, new things will grow up quickly. "

Wen Na yelled and looked up at the distant sea again, but her attention was on the trestle bridge, which was not very large in sight.

This is just a small port, and unless emergency repairs and additions have recently been made, it will be even worse at the moment.

After all, its original role was only for local fishermen to dock some boats, and the furthest sailing distance of those boats would not exceed the boundary of the offshore.

"Baiyugang is just a fishing village ..." Wenna said softly, "but maybe from today on, here is no longer just a fishing village ..."

A loud whistle that seemed to penetrate the sea suddenly came from the sea and reached everyone's ears.

"I'm coming!"

The onlookers in the port shouted loudly, and even the representatives of the gray elves on the trestle and the representatives of the dwarves from afar stretched their necks in an instant. They all looked at the sparkling sea in unison. Between the waves and the brilliant waves cast by the sun, a ship made of steel, covered with shimmering magic shields, and strange wings on both sides was sailing here in the wind and waves.

A boat came from the north.