The Continent of Tarlonde, the Giant Dragon City of Agundor. Inside the magnificent palace where the Council was located, Blue Dragon Melita? Pânia and White Dragon Noretta walked through the extremely spacious corridor of the palace and walked towards the room where the Supreme President of the Council was located.
The magnificent ancient palace had been standing on this land for thousands of years. Inside the palace was a familiar sight that Melita had seen since she was young. She saw the solemn golden pillars supporting the complicated arched beams. The arched beams crisscrossed to form a structure that looked like the skeleton of some giant creature. The dome made of gray crystal covered the arched beams. Every piece of the roof was carved with complicated patterns, depicting the memorable moments in the history of the Dragons. On both sides of the corridor, translucent crystal-like synthetic materials hung down along the pillars. Sparkles of light floated on the crystal film, waiting for visitors to read and interact with.
Probably due to the influence of the sacred ritual, there were very few visitors in the palace of the Council. Other than Melita and Noretta, there were only three to five staff members walking around in the corridor. There were more automated service machines than people. These "Iron Servants" with pale gold or light blue shells spun rapidly as they moved silently along the energy lines on the floor, between the doors and pillars, maintaining the complex and ancient technical facilities in the palace, or carrying out other orders from the "Omega". They were busy as if they were never free.
Complicated, exquisite, solemn, and unbelievably advanced.
However, under the exquisite shell, there was a technical quagmire that had sunk.
Melita raised her head and looked at the complicated patterns on the dome as well as the energy pipes hidden between the patterns. She couldn't help but mutter, "The biggest upgrade is just changing the patterns."
When technology reached its limit, a wall stood in front of all researchers. All knowledge and tools at hand could not move this wall. So society came to a standstill and civilization reached a bottleneck. No new theories were developed, no new principles were discovered. All technological advancements were tinkering with existing technological products. In the end, even the tinkering was difficult to achieve. They had reached the limits of civilization in terms of technology and operating principles. They had reached the "perfect" state of the current technological level. Changing even a screw was regressive and destructive. So, the only thing that could still be developed was art and aesthetics. The only thing that the Giant Dragon could do was to use patterns, embossments, decorations, and intricate and exquisite shapes to reflect the new generation of products.
In the end, the Giant Dragon, who once preferred a rough and pragmatic style, built these magnificent palaces in their kingdom until today.
White Dragon Noretta shook her head with a faint and helpless smile on her face. "It's the age of decline, isn't it?"
"The world outside is changing very quickly. The feeling of vitality fascinates dragons," Melita said softly. "Almost every day, there are people rejoicing in new things. Every day, there are people facing new changes. Whether it's good or bad, change is always their theme."
"Before coming into contact with the fence, the sheep always think that the yard is vast and boundless. Those so-called new things and changes, haven't you seen enough of the civilizations in the past?"
Melita raised her eyebrows and looked at her friend. "Noretta, I'm a young dragon. My curiosity has not been satisfied."
White Dragon Noretta chuckled. "Probably. I hope that the things that interest you will interest the Supreme President too. He's an old dragon. His curiosity has long been gone."
They had reached the end of the corridor. The gorgeous alloy door sensed that the visitors were approaching. The access control system immediately read the identity data of the two humanoid dragons. With a pleasant sound, a series of beautiful streams of light flowed across the door. The entrance to the President's room opened.
In a wide circular hall, a pale golden platform was placed in the center of the room. A large number of crystal "crystal curtains" hung down from the platform. The surface was constantly refreshed with a large number of data and patterns. On the platform, a golden Giant Dragon, as huge as a human house, was quietly lying on its stomach on a "throne" made of interwoven cables and fabrics.
Even by the standards of a Giant Dragon, he was quite old. The once beautiful scales had lost their luster and covered his huge body like inferior copper plates. A large number of interfaces and metal plates were arranged near his spine, connected to the cables hanging from the ceiling. The traces of mechanical and biochemical modification were all over the surface of this old body. Under the skin was a bionic skin with flashing lights, and the claws were connected to a cold and hard alloy skeleton.
Melita walked towards the semi-mechanized elder of the Dragons and bowed in front of the platform. "Greetings, President Andal."
The old golden Giant Dragon lowered its head. A mechanical eye embedded in the skull was adjusting its focus, but the slightly turbid biological eye was still shining with wisdom and warmth. A gentle voice came from the speaker. "Ah, Melita … the best agent of the Mithril Vault. Good girl, are you here to revoke your bonus punishment?"
Melita's eyes suddenly lit up. "Can I?"
"No."
"…"
After a short and awkward silence, Melita returned to normal. She took out the item that allowed her to return to Tarlonde in advance. "Mr. President, I have a special entrusted item. I hope you can take a look at it. I also have some information about the recent changes in the Lolun Continent."
"Entrusted item? It's rare to see entrusted items that can be presented directly to me … Is it from the Elven Court or some elemental lord? "
"Gwen? Cecil. "
"… Uh-huh." President Andal was silent for a moment and let out a chuckle. The stack of manuscripts in Melita's hand floated into the air and spread out in front of the president. "… I hope it's not something permanent this time … Oh? The content seems interesting. "
The president scanned and read all the manuscripts almost instantly. A few connection terminals near his spine flickered, and an auxiliary thinking unit near his skull woke up. Apparently, the contents of the manuscripts had piqued the president's interest, although only a little.
"It includes the understanding of productivity and production relations, as well as the deduction of social change … It's not very profound, but you said this is Gwen? Cecil's summary of the current era? "
Melita lowered her head. "It should also include his experience during the Kingdom of Gondor."
"Ha … The productivity structure of the Kingdom of Gondor is abnormal. Their social system can't produce this kind of experience." President Andal chuckled, and his mechanical eyes flashed with a faint red light. "I'm a little interested. Gwen? What does Cecil want the treasury to do with this manuscript? "
"This is what I want to report …" Melita looked up and said with a smile.
Her report was very detailed, and not only did it include Gwen? Cecil's entrusted content also included her own observation and evaluation of the "pioneering hero." Finally, she also mentioned the current development of Cecil's Empire and the continuation of the ancient disobedience plan in the current era.
"… In summary, I think Gwen? Cecil and the order he created may become a valuable variable. We should pay more attention to him and further increase the level of contact when necessary. "
President Andal was silent for a few seconds. His auxiliary thinking unit ran at high speed and carried out a series of data exchanges with the Omega. Finally, he said, "The current level of contact is high enough. There is no need to increase it for the time being. But the 'variable' you mentioned … does have a certain value."
"Then …"
"But he may not be the only variable, child." President Andal's voice continued. "There are reports from other agents. The Typhon Empire of the humans is also undergoing tremendous changes. Technological and cultural breakthroughs are underway. The Silver Empire of the elves is also gradually 'thawing' and trying to start development again. Although they are in the same technological quagmire as us, they are not 'locked in' after all, and there is a possibility of breaking out. In addition, the Violet Kingdom, the Dwarven Royal Court, and the Kaolin Kingdom are all showing signs of social changes or technological breakthroughs … These can all be variables. "
Melita blinked and nodded after a short thought. "… I am a little too concerned about the Cecil Empire."
"This is your area of responsibility. It is reasonable to pay more attention, and …" President Andal's voice paused slightly as if he was choosing his words carefully. "Gwen? This variable, Cecil, is indeed different. Who was the one who guided him on his voyage back then? Even to this day, we still haven't found out. Even I am rather curious about the mysteries hidden within this human. "
"About this, it seems that Gwen? Cecil himself doesn't know, "Melita said." I have talked to him many times. His memory of the secret voyage seems to have been erased by something, including all the memories before and after the voyage. All the people who acted with him back then did not leave any clues. We can't even find out who they are. "
"Not many 'people' in the world can hide from the eyes of the Mithril Vault …" The old golden Giant Dragon's voice was low, steady, and powerful. "Maintain contact with Gwen? Contact Cecil. This commission is accepted by the Mithril Vault. "
Melita bowed respectfully. "Yes."
Some of the lights in the room flickered, and a secret door in the corner of the room opened. A robotic servant flew out and took the rearranged manuscripts. President Andal nodded to Melita. "Melita, is there anything else?"
Melita was about to leave, but she hesitated and stopped. Under the gaze of the old president's artificial eyes, she finally could not help but say, "Mr. President, I met a genetically defective Giant Dragon in the Lolun Continent …"
"Oh? You went to the Duchy of Holy Dragon? "
"No, it was in Ansu territory. Of course, it is now the Cecil Empire." Melita exhaled, and her speech became smooth again. "It was a black dragon. Its wings were half developed, but it stopped developing due to genetic defects. Its body was also deformed to a certain extent. I don't know why she left the Duchy of Holy Dragon and chose to live in human society. It seems that she has lived there for many years …"
President Andal's gentle voice interrupted Melita's narration. "And then?"
"Mr. President, other than the deformed body, the black dragon is normal. She has a sound mind, and her human form is very healthy. She can do all the jobs that don't require flying, so I'm very curious …"
White Dragon Noretta, who had been silent all this time, could not help but remind her softly. "Melita, you have asked about this before …"
However, Melita did not seem to hear her friend's reminder, and continued to ask stubbornly. "I'm very curious about the reason why the genetically defective were exiled. Was it just because they were born deformed? The Duchy of Holy Dragon was exiled in the coldest northern part of the Lolun Continent for so many years. Was there no time limit? "
"… The Giant Dragon Empire never required the exiles to build their nests in the ice mountains. The Senate only allowed them to leave Tarlonde and settle down in the northern part of the Lolun Continent. As for the reason for their exile … genetic contamination was enough."
Melita looked up and stared at the majestic and old ancient Giant Dragon, but the latter only looked calm.
After a full two minutes, Melita finally looked away from the mechanical eye. She lowered her head and said, "I understand, Mr. President."
President Andal looked at the young junior in front of him, and the many devices in the room that were connected to him made a pleasant sound. His voice came from the speaker. "Melita, you are young and full of vitality. This is a very precious quality among the Dragons. I don't mind you asking some reckless questions because of this. Instead, I hope you can maintain this curiosity for a long time and may it accompany you for life. But there are some things that you are destined to not be able to change now, and it is not suitable for you to know. I hope you can understand this."
Melita replied respectfully and sincerely, "Yes, Mr. President, I understand."
"Go back and rest for a while. Then, make some preparations for the audience ceremony. God will dispel your fatigue and pain. When you have fully recovered, return to your post."
"Yes, Mr. President."
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