Eastern Region, White Sand Hills, Mine Station.
A temporary sentry tower stood on the high ground near the platform. Vigilant sentries and armored vehicles guarded the station together. A special freight train was parked next to Platform No. 1. The rear half of the train consisted of several open cargo chassis. Some of the chassis had been stacked with goods, while the only empty chassis in the middle of the train was waiting to be loaded.
Accompanied by the low sound of machinery, a large tractor under the command of a guide drove up the platform of the loading area. The heavy pallet behind the tractor was covered with a huge tarpaulin. The tarpaulin hid the goods inside, but judging from the huge size and vague outline, it was probably not any ordinary ore or machinery.
On the platform, Pitman was watching the final process of the transfer of goods. The hook of the lifting device had been connected to the tray at the back of the tractor. The engineers were replenishing the weight reduction runes on the tray. Half of the soldiers in charge of escorting the goods had boarded the train. Two officers were leading the rest of the soldiers to check the situation of the train to ensure that nothing went wrong.
Beside Pitman, the head of White Sand Mining, Holme, could not help but smack his lips. "To be honest, this is probably the last thing in the world that anyone would dare to snatch …"
"But we still need to be careful. Lunatics like the All Will Eventually Cult will always exist." A young female Knight with a ponytail, a good figure, and a valiant look said seriously. "Especially when it needs to be changed halfway. We can't be too careful."
Pitman smiled and looked at the female Knight. "Miss Marguarita, don't be so uptight all the time. Men don't like women who are like stone."
Margarita said seriously, "I'm a knight, and then I'm a woman."
"… He's the same type as Philip," Pitman's mouth twitched as he muttered, "It's so boring to talk to him."
This female knight had only arrived in the White Sands Region today. She was ordered to escort the important goods all the way to Saint Sunil. This would be a rather long journey. Although the advanced transportation tools had greatly shortened the journey time, due to the limited coverage of the magic energy tracks, she had to first take the team to the Gelan Region with a train, then transfer the people and goods to a cargo ship. Along the waterway, they would pass through Cecil, Kant, the Rock Region, and the entire Holy Spirit Plain before finally arriving at Saint Sunil. The overall journey was not short.
Her mission was an important part of His Majesty's coronation.
The pressure of the mission, coupled with her own personality, made this Miss Marguarita a little uptight. For Pitman, it was rather boring to communicate with such a person.
His whispers fell into Marguarita's ears completely. This rather serious female Knight turned her head and said seriously, "Master, I'm sorry if the way I speak makes you unhappy. I'm really not an interesting person. We'll be working together for a long time, so I'll try not to affect your mood. "
"Don't, don't, I can't stand it when you talk like that … Why are your symptoms more serious than Philip's?" Pitman waved his hand vigorously, then sighed a little. "But then again, there aren't many 'standard' Knights like you in the Cecil Army now. Most of the Knights promoted on the battlefield don't have the time to learn your set of things …"
"Those Knights promoted on the battlefield are more worthy of respect. Their loyalty and bravery are worthy of their titles," Marguarita said seriously. "I once heard General Philip say that this is an era that has begun to turn the world upside down. The old things will be eliminated, and the new things will replace them. This is an inevitable trend. As for the 'set of things' that you mentioned … Perhaps some of the contents are no longer appropriate, but loyalty and responsibility are always necessary, and they will continue to be passed down in the new knights. "
Pitman could not help but look at Marguarita from head to toe. Suddenly, there was a hint of emotion in his voice. "Miss, you should be very proud of your identity, right?"
Marguarita straightened her body and showed a reserved smile. "Perhaps many people think that the identity of a Knight only means that I have a good family background, but I think that being able to prove that I deserve this identity through hard work is something to be proud of."
She did not hide her pride and chose to express it in a reserved way. This was in line with the etiquette of a Knight, because a qualified Knight could not avoid or hide his excellent characteristics. Even if it was to show humility, he had to show these proud aspects appropriately.
Hearing the other party's words, Pitman stared at Marguarita for a while. His usual cheeky smile had disappeared, and he was in a daze, as if he had suddenly fallen into a certain memory.
Marguarita blinked in confusion and looked down at herself. After confirming that there was no problem with her posture, she said, "Master? Is there something wrong with what I just said? "
"No … I just suddenly thought of an old friend …" Pitman sighed softly and said slowly, "When I first met him many years ago, he said something similar."
"You also knew a Knight when you were young?" Marguarita was a little curious, and then there was some expectation. "Said something similar … Then I would like to get to know that gentleman. He should be a respectable person."
"Unfortunately, that guy didn't have the chance to know a beautiful lady like you. He died many years ago." Pitman shook his head. "And that guy only said something similar. His character was not very serious. Even if he is still alive today, you can't expect him to be an old version of Philip. He is a bit similar to Byron."
Marguarita did not care about Pitman's teasing. She just pursed her lips regretfully and said, "Already dead … Sorry, I shouldn't have mentioned it."
"It's okay … It's been many years. An old person like me won't care about this." Pitman smiled and then turned his face to look at the goods being loaded. He sighed deeply and said, "And compared to those who are dead … the living ones are more confusing."
The sound of hinges moving came from not far away. With the help of mechanical devices, the reduced weight of the cargo was placed in the middle of the carriage chassis of the train. The soldiers stepped forward and used crowbars to pull the lock on the chassis, locking the cargo pallet and the carriage chassis.
A gust of wind blew from the plains and lifted a corner of the tarpaulin. At that moment, part of the structure of a huge skull flashed through the gap of the tarpaulin.
The whistle sounded on the platform, and the commander began to gather the soldiers and arrange for the remaining personnel to board the train.
"The Age of the Empire … The thing that frightened that guy for half his life is finally gone."
Pitman muttered softly as he stepped forward and walked towards his own carriage.
A few apprentices who were waiting by the side immediately came forward and took the old Druil's cane and supported his old and hunched body.
Marguarita stood where she was and looked at the old Druil's back with a hint of confusion. But soon, she put these irrelevant matters aside. The female Knight from Kant tidied up her attire and turned to Holme and nodded. "Mr. Holme, we'll be on our way. Thank you for your help. I wish you a successful mission."
Holme smiled and took off his hat. "I wish you a safe journey, Miss Knight."
Accompanied by the loud sound of the flute and the low humming of the runes, the huge freight train slowly started to move. It continued to accelerate along the platform and headed west.
Holme watched the special 'freight train' leave before he turned and walked out of the platform.
There were still many things that he had to do.
The sampling of the remains of the Pseudo God's body had been completed, and the valuable experimental samples had been sent back to Cecil City in batches a few days ago. The remaining flesh and bones had also been completely cut up. The skull would be sent to Saint Sunil to be presented to the Emperor, and the rest of the bones would be sent to the Southern Border and sent to several research facilities or secret warehouses for long-term research.
When he learned the truth behind the remains, this slave worker in charge of the mine had felt a chill down his spine and could not sleep at night after returning to the mine. However, after seeing the flesh and bones that had been cut up, his fear disappeared, and he could only sigh.
The power of the gods had been stolen by humans, replicated by humans, and finally destroyed by humans. This world … was really going to be turned upside down.
As a non-believer, Holme was now going to deal with the scene left behind after the Pseudo God's body was transported away.
An assistant in a black jacket walked over and asked, "Sir, did the higher-ups say anything about how to deal with that huge pit?"
After the Pseudo God's body was transported away, there was a huge pit between the mine and the river. The size of the pit was so huge that it became a headache. It was unrealistic to fill it up, but the assistants of the mining company could not think of any use for it at the moment.
"Let's go and survey the soil and terrain around the pit first. Mr. Bruce will bring the engineering team over tomorrow." Holme nodded and said, "The government office already has a plan. The water from the White Water River will be channeled into the pit to create an artificial lake. It will be more convenient to get water from the mine, and we can also build residential areas around the artificial lake. The Eastern Border is already ours, so there's no need to consider the development agreement signed with the Loren Family. This mine … it's time to expand. "
The assistant's eyes widened in surprise. "An artificial lake?"
"Yeah, we've already come up with a name. Let's call it White Sand Lake." Holme turned to look in the direction of the excavation area and shrugged. "I thought it would take another three to five years to make a lake, but I didn't expect our friends from the deep sea to help us dig a hole in advance …"
…
The gentle waves were hitting the beach and the enormous alloy fortress at the edge of the beach. The bright sun was illuminating the white sand, the starships, the rocks, the outposts, and the friends from the deep ocean who were scattered among them.
The friends from the deep sea were lying on the beach, as lazy as the afternoon sun.
Thousands of mermaids were lying on the beach, basking in the sun. It was a spectacular scene.
In this lazy atmosphere, the voice of a siren came from the loudspeakers set up all over the beach. "Thirty minutes is up. Everyone, turn over!"
A small number of sea monsters raised their heads to take a look. A few of them stretched their bodies and slapped the sand with their tails, turning over on the spot. However, most of the sea monsters did not even raise their heads. They continued to bask in the sun lazily, not even bothering to turn over.
The siren who broadcast the command did not say anything. It seemed that she was too lazy to remind them again.
On the engine platform at the stern of the starship, Petia, the Queen of the Sirens, glanced at the scene on the beach. Her long snake tail swayed gently. "It's right to let the sisters eat in three batches. The impurities in the food require more energy to filter and purify. They magnify the 'inertia effect' after we eat."
For the sirens, basking in the sun after a full meal was not a natural laziness, but a part of normal physiological activities. In order to transform the unfamiliar energy and matter, they had to use the magical radiation from the sun because they did not have the ability to process the energy themselves.
In fact, even the transformation of energy and matter by basking in the sun was the result of their adaptation and evolution after they arrived in this world. Before coming to this world, the sirens did not have the concept of 'basking in the sun'.
There was no sunlight in the world where they lived. There was only the endless ocean and the almost never-ending storm of thunder and lightning.
"The new food does have a lot of impurities, but it has brought us precious energy replenishment and brand-new raw energy samples," a siren with long blue hair and obvious scales on her cheeks said. "After practical tests, after absorbing the new energy samples and undergoing adaptive modification, all the sisters' ability to adapt to this world has been enhanced to varying degrees. With the help of the pure arcane energy provided by the Iridescent technology, many of the sisters can already faintly sense the thing called 'magic power'."
"Magic power …" Petia said softly. She lowered her head and rubbed her fingers.
A small cluster of arcane sparks burst out from her slender fingertips, brief but bright.
"This is a very inhospitable world for the sirens, but finally … we can slowly treat this place as our home."
"As you say."
"Hathaway, inform Tyre the next time you contact him to raise the human race's' Cecil 'to Level 2 contact standard," Petia said. "We will be happy to share our knowledge of the ocean with our friends on land — if they have the courage to challenge the ocean in the future."
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