Gawain concentrated on the image that only he could see. In the end, he confirmed that it was indeed showing the terrain within a hundred kilometers around Cecil's current development. His once familiar operation of adjusting the distance of the viewing angle was no longer effective.
The image was limited to this range, and it could neither be moved nor zoomed out.
Moreover, the originally high-definition satellite view had also turned into this blurry and strange appearance covered with strange color blocks.
What did those colors mean? Thermal imaging? Or some other kind of induction imaging?
Or … a simple malfunction?
Gwen still clearly remembered the voice he heard when he was out of the high-altitude view. He clearly heard the words "power failure", "host reboot failure", "escape program" and so on. So, the possibility of a malfunction was very high. Coupled with the fact that he could not adjust the distance of the view, it deepened his speculation in this regard.
And he began to expand his thoughts: his soul, or spiritual body, had probably mutated. Although he came to the ground and obtained a human body, his spirit still retained the ability to establish a connection with something in the sky. He had been offline for the past few months, but the crystal he accidentally obtained strengthened and reestablished this connection. As for the ancient device in the sky, whether it was a satellite or a space station, it was still in a state of malfunction. But he did not know whether it was the power system or the host computer that had successfully rebooted, but it was still alive. Although the surveillance image had become an indescribable mess, it at least proved that it still existed.
And in this extended thought, Gwen had to start to worry about another thing. If the connection between his spirit and the "satellite" in the sky was so close that it was like a symbiotic relationship, then if the thing in the sky was really finished, wouldn't it be terrible?
He knew that the possibility of this happening was not high. After all, he had completed his rebirth using Gawain Cecil's body as the foundation. Moreover, he had clearly heard the words "escape program" back then, so his spirit should have been independent. However, when it came to a matter of life and death, he could not afford to let go of even the slightest hidden danger!
But the thing in the sky was very likely to be hanging in the synchronous orbit of this planet, and he was now trapped in an ignorant and backward medieval kingdom. He could not even see the "satellite" now, let alone repair it!
In such churning thoughts, Gwen was still observing all the details of the overhead view. He noticed that the image was not static. In fact, the hazy color blocks were always faintly changing. Some areas would be brighter, while others would slowly darken. The cycle seemed to follow a pattern, but the overall distribution and outline of the image remained roughly the same.
And just as Gwen was trying to summarize the pattern of the image changes, things changed again.
Suddenly, he saw a box that looked like a floating window appear above the image. A line of blinking words jumped out of the box as if they were disturbed. He did not recognize those words at all. They were not Chinese, nor were they written in the language of any kingdom or race on the Roren Continent.
But when he looked at the line of words in shock and seriousness, the meaning of the words was directly translated and appeared in his mind:
"New data, the activity of the giant planet has increased, and the alert level has increased to 4."
The image began to shake, and layers of interference patterns appeared on the color blocks. Gwen was jolted awake. His attention quickly shifted to the outside world. It was the first time he had such a vision switch, and the scene in front of him shook for a while before stabilizing. Then, ignoring the lingering dizziness in his mind, he got up from the desk and rushed to the tent door.
Amber, who had been watching from the side for a long time, was startled. She suddenly jumped out of her shadow form and exclaimed, "Whoa!"
Gwen had already rushed outside the tent. The two militiamen standing guard at the door looked back at him in shock, but he did not have time to pay attention to them. Instead, he looked up at the sun hanging high in the middle of the sky.
The giant sun was moving slowly and majestically in the sky. The not dazzling sun was rippling with a halo like a mist. Everything looked normal, but soon, streaks of red gradually appeared on the surface of the sun, like the blood vessels on an eyeball.
The image in Gawain's mind was still there. He saw the color blocks surging on the thermal image-like overhead view. Almost all the colors were rapidly darkening, but they gradually entered a new stable state. Some numeric things appeared at the edge of the image from time to time, but he could not understand them at all.
He suddenly had an epiphany in his mind: these colors were probably not a malfunction, but some kind of special monitoring mode.
Perhaps it was a monitoring mode that was far more useful than a direct overhead view!
The appearance of the red lines (some of which had now become patches) on the sun increased in number, and at last attracted the attention of those who were at work in the camp, who raised their heads and discussed the changes of the sun with gesticulations, until the overseer shouted them back to their posts.
Heti, who was not far away using Mud to Stone to help strengthen the foundation, also noticed these changes. She looked up at the sun, and then turned her eyes to the tent in the center of the camp. Sure enough, she saw Gwen looking at the sun with a serious face.
She quickly ran to Gwen and said, "Ancestor, it looks like red spots again."
Gwen waved his hand, motioning Heti not to say anything. His eyes were looking at the sun, but his attention was focused on the image in the world of consciousness.
After a while, the red parts on the surface of the sun finally stopped growing, and the text above the 'monitoring image' in his mind changed first. A new line of prompt popped up. "New data, the giant planet is calm, alert lifted."
The red lines on the surface of the sun quickly faded after that, and the floating colors on the monitor image gradually calmed down and returned to their original appearance.
But even though the monitor image was lifted, Gwen's vigilance was still difficult to lift.
A large number of new discoveries became new clues, and a large number of clues came out at once and piled up together to become a new problem.
He had countless conjectures and inferences, some of which were even bold to the point of being crazy, but he still forcibly suppressed these thoughts. He first calmed down, and then looked for the most likely explanation that was closest to the truth.
"Ancestor … are you okay?" Heti looked at Gwen's face worriedly. "You look very bad …"
Amber had just slipped out of the tent, but Gwen's aura was so oppressive that the noisy and jumpy half-elf did not dare to say a word. At this time, when Heti broke the silence, she dared to say, "He rushed out before the red spots appeared on the sun, and scared me …"
"Heti, can you feel the change of magic power?" Gwen suddenly turned his head and looked at Heti seriously.
"There was some magic surge just now, and it became a lot easier to cast spells." Heti nodded. The surge of magic was a normal phenomenon when the red spots appeared on the surface of the sun. In fact, even the red spots on the surface of the sun were normal, but the frequency of the red spots and the surge of magic had increased recently. Coupled with the disaster in Cecil's territory and Gwen's previous warning, she suddenly could not help but feel nervous. "Is it going to …"
Heti's face gradually turned pale.
"No, it's not to the extent that monsters will appear." Gwen shook his head to calm Heti down. He made this judgment because, on one hand, he could not see any signs of the magic wave pollution from the bird's eye view, and on the other hand, from Gwen Cecil's experience, the elemental power in the air was still stable, so there was no problem. "It's just the red spots and the surge of magic power …"
"The surge of magic power and the red spots are normal phenomena, but it usually only happens once in three to five years." Heti looked worried. "But this is the second time in a few months …"
In fact, Gwen's worry and nervousness were not much less than Heti's.
He even had to worry about the connection between himself and the 'monitoring satellite' in the sky, so he was more nervous at the moment.
But at the same time, he was also very clear that he had now become the pillar of the entire Cecil territory, especially in front of Heti and Rebecca. He could not show any weakness or wavering state.
What's more, weakness and wavering would not solve the problem at all.
"Don't worry, there won't be monsters, and even if the magic wave does come, I have experience." Gwen comforted his descendants. "Let everyone do their job well. Only by building a strong and stable home can we have the capital to fight against nature."
Heti looked at Gwen's confident eyes and could not help but calm down. She bowed slightly and went back to her work.
Looking at Heti, who used magic power to help the construction project, Gwen also nodded slightly.
Perhaps Heti and Rebecca could not transcend their era and class in many ways, but they had a foundation that other nobles of this era did not have.
That was, they did not think that they could be separated from the people because of their status.
Otherwise, a standard noble lady like Heti would not go to the construction site to help the construction with magic.
Looking at the ground quickly hardening into a foundation under the effect of magic power, Gwen was amazed at the convenience of magic. He also realized one thing: after the hardware facilities needed for coinage were in place, it might be a good idea to hire some destitute mages to help build the camp.
But before that, there were more important questions to consider.
Gawain returned to his tent and sat in front of his desk. He scribbled down three questions on a blank piece of paper.
What is the relationship between the 'sun' in the sky and the magic wave on the ground?
What is the possible role and current situation of the 'monitoring satellite'?
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