"A sense of urgency …"
Bertilla repeated Gwen's words softly. Her eyes fell on the 'mortal' who could even confront the gods without batting an eyelid. A thought suddenly came to her mind.
What else in the world could make such a person feel a sense of urgency?
It could only be a risk from outside the known world …
"After the signal appeared, your nerves were a little tense," she could not help but say. "Although others probably can't see it, I noticed it. Do you think the signal is a big threat? The sender of the signal … Although you said it very optimistically, it seems that you are sure that they are malicious. "
"No, I can't be sure whether they are malicious or kind now, but the existence of the signal itself should make us all tense." Gwen glanced at Bertilla. "If it really comes from another civilization in the depths of the distant universe, then this civilization is completely unknown to us. Being completely unknown means that everything is possible. They may be more advanced and powerful than us. They may be extremely aggressive. Even the signal itself may be some kind of trap …
"Of course, all of this may be the opposite, but we can't put all our hopes on 'just so.'
"And this unknown thing is, in a sense, even more dangerous than the 'divine calamity' we face, because at least we have begun to come into contact with and decipher the mystery of the gods. We at least know where the boundaries of the gods are, but for a strange civilization in the depths of the universe, we can't even be sure what their life form is."
Bertilla quietly listened to Gwen's words. Suddenly, she said softly, "For countless years, the mortals on this planet have been walking alone in the dark. There are no other lights in the world, so most of us think that we are the only ones in this vast wilderness. We compete and survive within the scope of our civilization's candlelight, and all the threats we have come into contact with also come from this range. But now … a cluster of lights from afar suddenly appears in our sight."
Gwen nodded gently. "So I have a sense of urgency. The existence of the sirens and the testimony of the Dragons have proved that we are not the only candlelight in this universe. But we never thought that another light would be so close, and even shining in our direction … Whether this strange light is kind or malicious, it means that we don't have much time to waste."
"Although I don't know what your plan is, it seems that you have high hopes for Solin," Bertilla said in thought. She pondered. The breeze under the night sky blew through the canopy, stirring up some small waves on the edge of the sea of leaves. After half a minute of thinking, she broke the silence. "Perhaps there is a way … to let me break my growth limit..."
Gawain was also thinking about his own matter. At this moment, he immediately woke up from his contemplation. "You have a way?"
"It seems that the growth limit of Solin is mainly limited by my ability to control it, and about that …" Bertilla paused for a moment. There seemed to be a hint of pride on her face. "Do you remember how I control two avatars at the same time?"
Gwen instantly guessed what she was thinking. He could not help but widen his eyes slightly. "You mean those servo brains?"
"All along, I have only used the servo brains as an auxiliary organ to stabilize my personality. Occasionally, I would use them to solve some research problems, but I rarely use them directly to control the giant tree. It's not that there is any safety or technical problem, it's just that I have enough control and don't need to do it." Bertilla nodded and said very seriously. "Recently, I have started to use the servo brains to help me control additional avatars, and it has worked very well. And the question you just asked has given me further inspiration … Additional computing power can not only control additional avatars, but also control the growing giant tree."
Gwen's interest was piqued. He nodded and said, "Go on."
"I have just come up with a plan. If I set up an auxiliary brain in the neural grid at a certain distance during the growth of Solin, and set up a series of auxiliary nerve nodes and independent biomass circulation pipes around these brains, perhaps I can greatly increase the size of the giant tree, and at the same time, it will not put too much pressure on my own thought cycle and biomass transport," Bertilla continued. "At the same time, these brains can be buried deep underground, which can also prevent the enemy from locking on to my nerve nodes, greatly increasing my safety …"
Gwen's eyes widened as he listened. He was imagining Bertilla's amazing plan in his mind, and the picture in his mind was particularly shocking. When he heard that Bertilla wanted to bury the auxiliary brains deep underground, he immediately nodded in agreement. Whether it was safe or not was secondary, the main thing was that it was better for the psychological health of the ordinary people on the surface …
Bertilla saw the approval in Gwen's eyes. She smiled and stopped. "Do you have anything to add to my plan?"
"No one knows your own body better than you, so you can control the technical aspects yourself." Gwen nodded. "But I want to make one thing clear — I am not letting Solin grow blindly, but I have a detailed 'growth plan' …"
As he spoke, he could not help but remind her. "Also, I have to remind you: while this grand plan has a good starting point, you must not forget the lesson of Everything's End. After all, your starting point was also good, but in the end, you fell into the dark side of technology. So this time, you must always pay attention to the risks in the growth process. Once you find that the giant tree has the possibility of going out of control, you must immediately stop it. At the same time, no matter how far your plan goes, you must always report to me. You don't have to go through other departments, just report to me directly."
Looking at Gwen's extraordinarily serious expression and hearing the seriousness in his voice, Bertilla also became serious. As a participant and witness of the Abomination's Calamity, the memories of Everything's End gradually falling into darkness and madness came to her mind. She lowered her head and said in a heavy voice, "Yes, I will never make the same mistake again, Brother Gwen."
… …
On the distant northern coast, the new city 'North Harbor', the Empire's largest estuary, had now become the busiest material distribution hub in the north.
The new city, which took almost half of the Empire's strength to build in the shortest time, now stood at the end of the northern coast. Its rise from the ground had created countless miraculous records in the eyes of the locals. No one had ever seen a city built in such a short period of time, no one had ever seen a huge heating tower standing on the ground, and no one had ever seen the cobweb-like heating pipes that warmed the entire city. The new order of the Empire, with the city as the center, spread outward like an irresistible wave across the entire north. No one had ever seen so many merchants, travelers, and adventurers flocking like a swarm of bees on this once cold and desolate coastline.
The voices that had once doubted the North Harbor Construction Corps and the Wilde Family's decision had all disappeared. In front of the towering harbor shield and the municipal heat collection tower, all the pale and weak doubts had melted away like snow in spring. Other voices of concern had also gradually disappeared after North Harbor New City's rapid rise in business.
The new order brought a new prosperity that the northerners had never seen before. This kind of prosperity was jaw-dropping. The flowing gold pounds and Fernals were like honey that stuck all the doubtful tongues. Even the most blind and short-sighted native nobles could not go against their conscience and condemn the "North Harbor Customs Hall" or "North Harbor Railway Hub" as "North Harbor Railway Hub" as "North Harbor Customs Hall" and "North Harbor Railway Hub".
Of course, there were also those who were stubborn on the outside, but they had merged with the earth together with their hard heads, becoming part of the cornerstone of the expansion of the new city.
A drizzle visited this port city. This was the second time it had rained since the beginning of summer. However, this was the extreme north after all. Even though it was already summer, the rain was exceptionally cold, as if the water droplets were mixed with fine ice crystals. In the hazy rain, the towering city heating facilities and the magic obelisks inlaid with runes pointed to the sky. The magic radiance they emitted formed circles of light that spread outwards in the misty sky.
An iron-black magic train slowly decelerated in the drizzle. The yellow holographic wall projected in front of the railway platform turned green, indicating that it was allowed to pass. The steel behemoth that relied on repulsive devices drove into the platform marked by the holographic projection and decelerated steadily at the edge of the platform. With a series of clicking sounds as the mechanical devices changed polarity, the train finally stopped, and the doors opened with the sound of a bell.
Passengers from afar filed out of the train, and the already busy platform became even livelier.
Among the passengers who were swarming to the platform, a figure in a short black robe squeezed out of the crowd, cursing all the way. Among the passengers who were dressed in all kinds of clothes, the figure in the short robe was still the most eye-catching. His hair and beard were white, and he looked like an old man in his seventies or eighties, but he was full of vigor. Not only could he squeeze a way out of the strong young men, he could also jump at the edge of the crowd and yell that someone had stepped on his foot.
He was wearing a short robe that was a little outdated in this' new era '. The robe had obviously been with its owner for many years, and there were many signs of wear and tear on its surface, but it was still clean and tidy. A black sheepskin grimoire that mages often used hung on his waist, while a short staff and a magic ball in a bag hung on the other side. A black bonnet was on the old mage's head. The bonnet looked simple, but the ruby inlaid in the corner was enough to prove that it was an extraordinary treasure with a restrained style.
His overall attire was obviously very suitable for traveling in the wilderness. Usually, the mages who embarked on an adventure would prefer this kind of 'attire' that did not affect their movement and could stabilize their combat strength.
But there were few mages who embarked on an adventure at his age. An old man of his age, even if he was still a powerful spellcaster, should cherish the rest of his life and obediently stay in the mage tower to study the classics that he had accumulated throughout his life.
"Young people these days are getting more and more disrespectful to old people," the old mage stood outside the crowd and yelled a few words. Then, he shook his head and muttered to himself as he walked toward the platform exit. As he walked, he could not help but look up at the dazzling array of magical devices, advertising signs, and road signs on the platform, as well as the freight train that was slowly coming to a stop on the other side of the platform. "But then again, these exquisite things these days are really interesting … Automatic machines? Only a smart person could come up with something good … "
"Of course, old man with good taste —" As soon as the old mage's voice trailed off, a cheerful and energetic young man's voice suddenly came from the side. "Welcome to North Harbor, the most prosperous and advanced port city in this land. You've come to the right place. Good things are everywhere here …"
The old mage turned his head and looked to his side. He saw a young man in a dark blue coat standing beside him. His hair was neatly combed, and there was a pleasant and friendly smile on his face.
"Selling local specialties? Or selling hotels for business trips? " The old mage immediately raised his eyebrows and did not wait for the young man to finish before he choked back his words. "Don't treat me as a country bumpkin who's taking the magic train for the first time. I'm just working in the wilderness. It's not like I've never been to a city before. Have you been to the runic forge in Ten Forest City? Have you been to the crystal smelting factory in Pocketburg? "
The young man was choked by the old mage's words. His face was a little red as he said awkwardly, "That … That's not what I meant, old man. I just saw you standing on the platform and wanted to see if you needed any help …"
"First of all, you don't have to add 'old man' in front of 'sir'. I'm afraid I'll live longer than you. Secondly, I don't need any local specialties or recommended hotels. I'm here on official business and have my own arrangements. But if you're talking about help, I do need to ask you about it."
The young man seemed to be intimidated by the old man's aura. He quickly gulped and smiled with a hint of awkwardness. "You … Just ask."
"There should be a 'Northernmost Exploration Group' in this city, right? Where should I go? "
"Northernmost Exploration Group?" The young man was stunned for a moment before he reacted. "You mean the Adventurers' Guild that's going to Tarlonde?"
"Yes, that's right. The Adventurers' Guild … I also think this name is easier to say." The old mage stroked his beard. "There seem to be two registration places in the north of the continent. One is in the Duchy of Holy Dragon, and the other is in the North Harbor. Actually, I was going to go to the Duchy of Holy Dragon at first, but that place is too far away and the train can't get there. So I came here to take a look."
"Yes, there's a registration center here for adventurers to go to Tarlonde." The young man could not help but look at the old man a few times as he spoke. He could not believe that the old man with white hair and beard in front of him was equated with 'adventurers'. "But you … Are you going to Tarlonde too?"
"Nonsense!" The old man suddenly widened his eyes. "Did I take the train all day just to visit the toilet of the Northernmost Exploration Group?"
"No, no, no, that's not what I meant … Well, you can go forward from here and turn west after leaving the exit. After walking two intersections, you'll see the road sign. It's a very obvious sign with the double symbol of Cecil and Tarlonde. Of course, if you don't mind paying a little money, you can also take a taxi or a magic car directly."
The young man suddenly blinked as he spoke. There was only an empty platform in front of him. The cold wind blew past him. Where was the old mage?
"What … What the hell!"
The young man subconsciously shrank his neck and muttered in a low voice. But suddenly, he felt something in his palm. He raised his hand and opened it, only to see a coin with a face value of one Fenar lying quietly in his palm.
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