After Amber left, Gwen quietly thought about the information he heard in the second Eternal Slate.
He could feel that the second Eternal Slate not only brought him a seemingly profound poem and a view of a suspected surveillance information of a space facility, but it also brought a subtle change to his mental world. Was this change related to his previous contact with Gwen? It was somewhat similar to the mysterious crystals left behind by Cecil.
Perhaps this frequent contact with the "relics" strengthened some kind of information link channel. He felt that his connection with the surveillance satellite in space had become closer, and this did not seem to be an illusion...
After calming his turbulent mental power a little, Gwen focused and began to call for the satellite signal.
A view appeared out of thin air and spread out in his mind. It was a familiar surveillance image from the perspective of space, and the image was still covered with hazy color blocks like a thermal imaging map (magic power intensity distribution map). At the top of the view was the recent surveillance report on the giant planet's activities.
Gwen ignored the surveillance reports that he had already seen and began to focus on adjusting the overhead view.
Slowly, he felt that the perspective seemed to be slightly "loosening"...
In the distant space, in the boundless darkness, in an orbit hidden by an optical mask system, the surface of an extremely ancient space facility in orbit was flashing slightly.
It was shaped like an inverted flat-topped pyramid, with a huge black symbol printed on the grayish-white metallic shell. Between the overlapping layers of the inverted pyramid's shell, a faint milky white stream of light was slowly flowing, which showed that this ancient device still had enough energy to operate, but the light stream was intermittent — its energy core was obviously in a rather bad state.
And at a certain moment, there was a sudden change at the end of the inverted pyramid that pointed to the ground.
On that small plane, a group of extremely complex optical sensors formed a precise observation array. At that special moment, its observation array suddenly shook — and then again.
The optical sensors were trying hard to adjust their angle, and the installation base of the observation array trembled. If sound could be transmitted here, it must be cracking. This process lasted for a few seconds, and then a certain mechanical structure that was stuck suddenly seemed to be released. The sensors suddenly came to life, and the large and small lenses almost trembled wildly. It was not until two seconds later that they completed their calibration and everything returned to normal.
In these two seconds, Gwen felt the world spinning.
As it turned out, the consequences of splitting a single point of view into a dozen and allowing them to scan wildly across a range of thousands of kilometers was extremely terrifying. Even the million-year-old satellite spirits could not withstand the mental pollution caused by such a thing.
When everything finally stabilized, Gwen held the table and stood up again. He was very glad that he had sent Amber out. Otherwise, he would definitely be laughed at by the half-elf for more than half a year. Worse, she might immediately run to Heti and Rebecca and say "your ancestor has a stroke"...
She would do such a thing even if she knew that she would be slapped to the wall by Gwen, but she would not get tired of it.
After stabilizing himself, Gwen began to slowly adjust the image in his mind, and a smile gradually appeared on his face.
In his mind, the image that was covered with large patches of color finally became clear. He found a way to turn off the layer of the "magic distribution filter". Now, he could freely and clearly see the world!
Although it was still not as clear as when he was in the satellite era, he was quite satisfied. After all, this was an old satellite, and it was far beyond his expectations that the filter could be turned off. The slightly blurry image was completely acceptable.
That was most likely caused by the aging of the lens.
Gwen also tried to turn on the magic distribution chart again. After a short delay, the magic distribution chart covered with shifting color patches reappeared in his mind. This made Gwen breathe a sigh of relief.
It was best that the filter could be turned on and off freely. After all, although the magic distribution chart could not be seen clearly, it was an important thing to rely on for the warning of the Mana Tide. In all fairness, Gwen felt that it was even more valuable than the current high-definition image.
In addition to the magic distribution chart that could be turned on and off freely, Gwen also found that he could finally move his perspective and zoom in and out the image!
In his mind, the vast land was slowly moving. He saw the mountains in the southern part of Cecil's territory, the pioneering land on the north bank of the Whitewater River, Kant's territory, Gilan's territory, and the Plains of the Holy Spirit and the snow-covered northern land...
After scanning the Ansu Kingdom, Gwen began to move his perspective to the south.
His vision returned to Cecil's territory and slowly moved southward, past the Gloom Mountains, past the Dark Forest that had once devoured tens of thousands of the expeditionary army's warriors, past the belt plains that was once an important source of food for Gondor … He saw the Great Wall.
It was a bright arc of light. One after another, huge sentry towers (shield generators) supported the various nodes of the arc of light. The energy released formed an arc-shaped barrier. This barrier was so huge that even if he pulled his line of sight away and looked down from a more distant angle of space, he could still see the eye-catching barrier.
But after focusing his attention on the Gondor wasteland inside the barrier, Gwen's smile gradually disappeared.
Large patches of interference suddenly appeared in the image. Layers of distorted color patches and trembling pixels almost occupied his entire vision, and he could barely see anything in the Gondor wasteland!
Gwen certainly could guess what it was. It was a powerful energy interference, the interference of the remnants of the Mana Tide that still lingered in the wasteland!
Was the interference energy so powerful? So much so that even the Zenith Technology's surveillance satellite could not see the inside of the interference zone?
Gwen frowned and then guessed that perhaps the satellite had many different sensors and observation modes, and maybe there was a way to deal with this interference. So he immediately activated the magic reaction observation mode, which was the only observation mode he had mastered besides the high-definition image.
Indeed, Gawain saw something different. It was the almost purplish-black color blocks of magic power that covered the entire picture.
This meant that the magic power within the observation range was extremely strong.
Gwen silently turned off the magic reaction mode. He felt that it was useless, and even less useful than the high-definition view.
He did not immediately look away but continued to stay in the Gondor wasteland stubbornly. He tried to focus and tried to use advanced techniques such as blinking and demosaicing to make up for the lack of images. In the process, he struggled to distinguish some of the Gondor wasteland's terrain through the flickering interference patterns and dislocated images, and compared it with the things in his memory.
He felt that he had found the magic scorch and the wasteland plains, and he also saw some faint wriggling images near the magic scorch. What was that? Was it a migrating group of Mutants?
Gwen frowned and tried to track the wriggling images, but soon their images were blurred and indistinguishable.
And when Gwen tried to find other groups of Mutants, a very faint flash suddenly appeared in the middle of the Gondor wasteland and caught his attention.
He immediately focused all of his energy (including the ability to blink frame fill and depixelize) on that area. After waiting patiently for a few seconds, he saw another flash in that area.
Was that lightning in the clouds? It did not seem like it. Although many places in the Gondor wasteland were covered with thick clouds of radiation, most of the central and northern areas of the wasteland were cloudless. There was only an abnormally high concentration of magic energy there.
Gwen guessed the possible answer. He knew where that place was.
It was the imperial capital of the Kingdom of Gondor, where the Deep Blue Magic Well was once.
So it was most likely the light from the wreckage of the Deep Blue Magic Well!
Gwen was shocked by his conjecture. After so many years, was there still a part of the Deep Blue Magic Well running? Was it not completely destroyed by the Great Mana Tide?
However, that faint blue light was clearly the light produced by the normal operation of the Deep Blue Mana Well! That was the electric arc that only appeared when the reaction tower released energy!
Gawain's curiosity was aroused, but it was impossible for him to see more from the surveillance footage. The interference was too severe, and there was a limit to how much he could blink and fill in the frames and remove the mosaics in his brain.
Feeling the rapid depletion of his mental strength, Gawain had no choice but to give up on the idea of observing more things in the wastelands of Gondor. He tried to expand his field of vision as far as he could. He wanted to see if he could see beyond this continent.
After trying hard, the result was as he expected: he could not.
He realized that this limitation was probably determined by the position of the satellite and the mechanical structure of the sensor. The satellite's observation range was really limited to the continent. Unless he could one day control the satellite's orbit (if the satellite had such a function), there was probably no way to see beyond the continent.
Of course, there was also an idea, which was to be able to connect to satellites in other areas … but Gwen felt that the probability of this was not as good as letting the satellite change its orbit … He could not die on the spot and go back to the sky again, right?
Next, Gwen was like a child who had gotten a new toy. He began to play with the view that he had just unlocked excitedly. Although the picture he saw after zooming in was not as clear as before, it still made him very happy. He glanced at Saint Sunil, Oldenheim, and occasionally looked in the direction of the Elven Empire. In the process, he tried to guess the real situation below from the blurry mosaic.
He played for a long time until he was about to vomit.
Gwen sat back on his chair with the help of the table. He thought to himself that he could not play anymore. If he played for a while longer, he would really vomit. If this happened to coincide with Amber's return, his face would be completely lost.
Not long after he sat down, a series of footsteps sounded from outside the study room.
Gwen knew that it was definitely not Amber. After all, Amber rarely came in through the door, and footsteps were even rarer.
Hearing the heavy and powerful footsteps outside the door, he suspected that it was the fully-armed Byron or some burly guard coming to report something.
A moment later, there was a knock on the door. He responded, and the door of the study opened. Priest Wright stood at the door and looked at him.
Gwen: "…"
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