Looking at the Foundational Stone that had become the "vaccine", Hao Ren could not help but let out a sigh. "That sounds so f * cking reasonable … That's pretty much how the immune system works."
"Sometimes the universe works like a living thing, and many things in the world are interconnected," the MDT said casually. "The HP bar grows longer, and the skin gets thicker, it's pretty much the same thing …"
"That's a very problematic analogy …" Hao Ren glanced at the MDT. "And what the hell is this HP bar growing longer? Is it a bug?!"
"I was just trying to force a rhyme … but I didn't get it."
Hao Ren's mouth twitched as he turned his attention back to the vaccine. After the inspection, the black obelisk had been packed into a large storage container by the mechs, and the container would then be transported to the Basilica of the Yggdrasil via teleportation, where it would receive proper protection and further research. He then asked Rheia about the next step of the vaccine. "Say, how do you plan to use this thing?"
"The actual usage will have to wait for a more detailed analysis report later." Rheia thought for a while. "But after looking at the preliminary data, I do have an idea. That Foundational Stone has the ability to replicate information, and maybe we can use it as an 'information source', and broadcast it in the Mad Lord's active zone. The vaccine's effect will weaken the Mad Lord's infectivity and suppress its spread, and these two points are its greatest danger. If used properly, we can effectively control the scale of the battlefield during the final battle. "
Hao Ren let out a light sigh. "If that works, that would be for the best … If we can control the scale of the battlefield and the spread of the contamination, we can reduce countless losses … After all, many planets in the Plane of Dreams are starting to recover, and it won't be easy for those planets to catch their breath."
"The Heart of God needs to be moved too." Vivian looked towards the direction of the Heart of God, and most of the floating fragments around the Heart of God had been salvaged, and the mechs were busy installing countless thrusters and warp generators on the Heart of God, giving it the ability to move on its own. "But to take such a huge thing out of L 'Haronne's core … won't it affect the planet?"
"Almost nothing." Hao Ren shook his head. "L 'Haronne's situation is very special, its core has long lost connection with the rest of the planet, and the planet's geothermal system has cooled down for many years, and there will be very little geological activity on the surface, and the only change in the crust is due to the divine power and not the core. Of course, our engineering work here will indeed cause some changes to the deep environment of the World Scar, but the L 'Haronne people have never come into contact with this level before, so whether the environment here has changed or not will not affect their development. At most, we can make a database of the original environmental parameters here and hand it over to a few countries on the surface. When they are able to analyze the data in the future, they can use it as historical records. "
After that, it was a few days of peace.
The Heart of God was successfully moved to the Plane of Dreams, and further research and modification work on it had officially begun. The analysis of the 'vaccine' was also progressing smoothly, and with full access to the Heart of God's system, the progress of the work was surprisingly good.
But these things were a little far away for the people of L 'Haronne.
The sudden war had caused unimaginable destruction, and the power of 'Annihilation' was unimaginable to the commoners who knew nothing about the Turn of the Eras, and no natural or man-made disaster could compare to it.
Even with the help of the 'foreign allies', the war ended in victory in a short period of time, but as the source of the Annihilation, the Dragon Empire was still heavily damaged, and the central region of the empire had become a rotten wasteland. Most of the cities were empty, and the closer one was to the ruins of the imperial capital, the more complete the destruction was. If seen from the sky, the central region of the empire looked like a black flower of decay, and the festering land radiated outwards with the imperial capital as the center, and wherever the black scorch reached, the lights of civilization were no more.
The situation was better in the northern and southern regions. Count Naaem of the South had used Graymountain as his base of operations, and swiftly expelled the Ebon Blade knights from the surrounding small to medium sized cities, and built a large number of beehive-like isolation belts in the wilderness. This well-prepared operation had saved a large number of people in the south, and while the monster army had torn many holes in Count Naaem's defense line, at least a few important cities were spared. The situation in the north was even better, as the Army of the North had initiated the attack, and while they suffered a setback and retreated to the six provinces, after the Guardian Legion joined in, their advance never stopped, and from start to finish, the power of decay had not penetrated the six provinces, and only left a few scars on the border.
But the northern part of the empire was cold and barren, and was not a prosperous place to begin with, and even if it was well-preserved, the six northern provinces were not much different from the half-destroyed south in terms of 'value'.
Other than these places, the east and west of the empire had also been corroded by the power of Annihilation, and the situation in both directions was not looking good, but compared to the almost completely destroyed central region … there was still hope.
Night fell, and Constance finally ended her work for the day. She was freed from the heavy and complicated work, and she opened the door to the open balcony. Looking at the clear night sky, she took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.
There was still a faint burnt smell in the air, and it was the smell of the land that had not yet recovered.
This was not the grand palace, nor was it the castle of Snowfrost City, and it was not even a temporary palace. It was just a broken noble's mansion at the edge of Eagle City. The original owner had fled, and no one knew where he died, and the house that was left behind was barely repaired as a place for Constance to stay.
This was better than most places in the city, and at least the walls did not collapse.
Constance looked towards the direction of the imperial capital, and while she could not see anything, she could still clearly remember the scene when the city was reduced to dust. In order to remove the last bit of corruption left behind after Berentine's death, and to prevent the special monsters that were not dead from becoming a threat, Rheia had ordered the city to be reduced to dust, and now the imperial capital was a black plain, and other than a few precious relics and souvenirs that were salvaged, there was nothing left.
And so, Eagle City became the emergency 'capital' in times of crisis.
Fortunately, the Mana Net Relay Tower in the center of the city was still functional, or else Constance would have to face the awkward situation of losing contact with her army after defeating the monsters with much difficulty, and being trapped in the middle of the ruins.
A flash of light suddenly appeared behind her, and Constance turned around to see a few of her 'foreign friends' standing behind her.
"How does it feel to be queen?"
Hao Ren looked at the 'princess' in front of him, and could not help but ask with a smile.
"Physically and mentally exhausted." Constance let go of her usual restraint and etiquette in front of these special friends, and said sincerely, "To be honest, I never thought I would have to do all this after becoming queen … I did not even think that the war would end so quickly, and we even won."
"I went to the battlefield with the intention of dying together with the enemy, but I suddenly came back victorious. It's normal for you to be confused," Lily said with a wave of her hand, "I had the same mentality when I first entered Peking University, and that was the first time I was at a loss looking at the cafeteria …"
Constance was at a loss for words.
"Ignore her, she's talking about the other world," Vivian pushed Lily to the side, "As for you … you're definitely not the kind of person to give up, so do your best."
Constance smiled, "Thanks for the encouragement. Actually, it's not that bad. At least a dozen clones are helping me with some things, and when Duke Owen recovers, I can hand the affairs of the north back to him, and I can relax a lot."
Hao Ren nodded, "Have Charlemagne and Awenna returned to Izzo?"
"They left yesterday, with the White City Federation army," Constance said, and even joked, "After all, with the current situation of the Dragon Empire … we can't afford to feed them."
"I heard that Charlemagne lost an arm," Hao Ren rubbed his chin, "I wanted to take a look at him, but I heard that you have healed him?"
"Biotech and bionic machinery are the forte of the Dragon Empire, and Charlemagne had specially requested us to make him a custom-made mechanical arm, and rejected the suggestion of self-cloning." Constance's lips curled up, "That arm and this war will become his capital, and if there are no accidents, he will be the future King of Izzo."
Rheia looked into Constance's eyes with approval, "Looks like all of you have handled your own affairs well, and there's no need for us to interfere."
"You have done enough for us." Constance bowed deeply. "Let us walk the rest of the way on our own."
"Keep it up, keep it up," Rheia reached out and patted Constance's hair, with a gentle smile on her face, "When you leave this planet, I will give you a big present …"
Constance looked up, and there was no one in front of her.
"A present, huh …" Constance looked into the distance, and in the ruined city shrouded in darkness, a few lights were lit up, and the survivors were gathered together, just like the pioneers who marched into the wilderness during the pioneering era, as they leaned against each other and used the meager light to dispel the darkness, preparing to make it through the long night.
"Being alive is already a big present."
Passing through the portal of the Basilica of the Yggdrasill, the fresh and vibrant air in the basilica made everyone take a deep breath.
"By the way, is this enough?" Vivian asked. "They will have a hard time in the future. Although the power of madness has been purified in many places, it will take years for the damaged land to heal itself. The reconstruction of the Dragon Empire will be more difficult than the pioneering of the past."
"This is enough," Rheia said quietly, "I believe they can make it, and we … still have things to do."
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