Eleanor and Jingle chatted intimately with each other, but I didn't go over to eavesdrop on their conversation. I didn't think that there would be much information in the conversation between two people with a combined IQ of 18. However, they seemed to be having a good time judging by the way they gestured to each other.
"That's right, let's do it this way!"
Eleanor's sudden shout snapped me out of the -15 degree Celsius cold. I patted the snowflakes off my shoulders and looked at the counter curiously. I saw Eleanor taking out a new popsicle box from behind the counter, while Jingle hopped to the other end of the long counter. Her hands were glowing with a faint green light as she rubbed them.
"What are you doing?" I glared at Jingle as white steam rose from my lungs. "Rubbing stones to return to the city?"
Jingle stuck her tongue out at me as she rubbed her hands. "Ah Jun, just watch! Jingle is amazing! "
"Crack." Just as Jingle finished her sentence, there was a soft sound of ice cracking on the counter. A green plant broke out of the ice and grew at a speed visible to the naked eye. Jingle began to happily fly around the plant that had grown out of thin air. In just half a minute, the plant turned into a small fruit tree. It was less than two meters tall and blended into the counter. Its half-exposed roots pierced deep into the ice on the ground, while the top of the tree was filled with golden fruits. It looked a bit like an apple — — if a normal apple could reflect a person's image.
Eleanor froze an ice blade and happily plucked the fruits from the small fruit tree. She cut them into thin slices and poured them into the popsicle box. Then, she added other messy but definitely abnormal ingredients. She shook it three times and a cold aura emanated from her hands, quickly turning the contents of the box into ice cubes.
"New product!" Eleanor happily took out a popsicle with fruit slices in it. "Golden apple ice cream!"
Golden … This is a golden apple! Dingdang actually planted a Golden Apple Tree in such a small store! Then, Eleanor used it to make popsicles!
I almost fainted. In the cold wind, I looked at the Golden Apple Tree in front of me that was less than two meters tall. There were a few dazzling and cold Golden Apples hanging on the tree. Thousands of complaints rose and fell in my heart. In the end, they gathered into one sentence:
Hercules, what you did back then was all in vain!
Eleanor flipped the popsicle in her hand over and over. The power of the sacred fruit kept it shrouded in a layer of faint golden light, which made the popsicle look as beautiful as a gold bar even though it was still a popsicle. The more Elune looked at it, the more satisfied she was. It was obvious that she had never made such a beautiful popsicle before. She thought for a while and stuffed a popsicle into my hand. "Here, thank you for taking in so many monsters. Jingle said that you are a friend from the Land of Fantasy … For the sake of Jingle, you have to accept it!"
I took the Nine Transformations Resurrection Popsicle with awe and trepidation. I wondered if I should hang this thing on the door when I go back and open it to the world to select heroes. I would let them pass twelve trials and challenge twelve Gold Saints to compete against each other. The final reward would be this popsicle. No matter how I looked at it, this thing was qualified.
After the Golden Apple Ice Cream was frozen, Eleanor and Jingle were obviously not satisfied. They gathered together and discussed, as if they had become partners. I thought if I should ask my mother, Shinning, to come over and help. Then, the three fools would run this cold drink shop together. The sign would be "No.9 Cold Drink Shop" and the advertising slogan would be: "No.9 Cold Drink Shop, Powerful Cold Killer. Please Note, No.9 Cold Drink Shop!"
Eleanor and Jingle finally came up with a series of results, such as Golden Apple Ice Porridge and Golden Apple Ice Cream Cones. They could also cooperate with Silvia to launch a Golden Apple Pie set. It turned out that, in a way, Eleanor and Jingle were not stupid. Their intelligence was just a little weird. The two had fallen into a state of delusion. They discussed, experimented, and practiced. It took them more than an hour to prove to me that the world was really wonderful. The thing that had almost killed Hercules had turned into a table full of ice cream and ice cream.
Most importantly, each of them could let you level up five times in a row after eating them.
I didn't dare to imagine what kind of bloody storm it would cause if this thing were to enter the market. I didn't even dare to imagine what kind of disaster it would cause if it were to flow into another world. When two peerless masters met and fought to the death, they each took out a peerless elixir and swallowed it. As a result, their power increased greatly, and they fought until the sky turned dark. This was classic. The eyes of the two Sword Saints and Archmagi were exceptionally bloodshot. Before the duel, they each took out a primordial treasure and wore it on their bodies. Then, they unleashed their full potential and fought each other until the sky fell and the earth cracked. This was Little White. When the two world's best dueled on the summit of the Forbidden City, they each paused for a minute after meeting each other. Then, they each took out a popsicle and chewed it on the ground. Then, they fought while gasping for air. This was classic Schilling.
So, I was tossed around by my own imagination.
What was even more confusing was that a few minutes later, Eleanor announced that this brand new popsicle would be sold for 2.50 dollars each. At that moment, I felt that Hercules had been really f * cking aggrieved when he narrowly escaped death. But then again, wasn't the Holy Grail only five dollars each?
When I thought about it this way, I subtly balanced myself again.
After playing with Eleanor for a while, mainly watching Jingle play for a while, I took my leave. When I left, I was holding a golden apple ice cream in my hand. Its surging life energy even overflowed the surface, causing the landscape trees around us to rustle. Jingle swore that such an ice cream could cure at least a hundred kinds of diseases, or restore an exhausted mage's HP and MP on the spot.
But before I had the chance to taste it, I met someone.
Two giants at least 2.5 meters tall appeared in front of me.
One of them was the Atlantean God Creator, Ares. He should have just returned from the research institute after completing his tests. The other one was very dramatic: Berserker, Uncle B.
No one would ever forget that Uncle B had another name, Hercules.
The two giants saluted respectfully and greeted their immediate superiors (Jingle and a certain leader). Then, Uncle B looked at the popsicle in my hand in confusion. "Err, this thing looks a little familiar."
"You don't want to know what it is," I said subtly.
When Hercules challenged the Twelve Trials, he risked offending the gods to steal the Golden Apple. That thing must be different from what Jingle grew with the two-meter-tall mini fruit tree. But the problem was that Jingle named the fruit from the mini fruit tree the Golden Apple, which was a little strange. The words of the gods were powerful, and the things they created were even more so. If a god gave a name to something after creating it, it would become the truth of the world, and no one could deny the name of that thing.
When Jingle named the fruit she grew the Golden Apple, and Hercules became the spirit of Jingle, something in Uncle B's life was changed. He recognized the thing in the popsicle in front of him.
"This … is the Golden Apple?"
"Take it." I sighed and handed the popsicle to the giant in front of me. "It was hard on you back then. This thing is now two and a half dollars in Eleanor's cold drink shop. If you have a conscience, you can get the whole fruit tree from her. "
Hercules pinched the popsicle chopsticks with two fingers and wept secretly. "Radon, your death was not worth it!" Then, he handed the popsicle to Ares next to him. "You can have half of it, to commemorate the Mythological Era in our tombs."
Ares was a little stunned. I looked at the two giants in front of me and felt a little emotional. Both of them were mythological figures, but why did they look so messy when they stood together?
While the civilian areas of the City of Shadows were still enjoying their peaceful daily lives, the military was still operating at a high speed and was committed to constantly challenging the limits of militarism.
After a series of preparatory and organizational work was completed, something substantial was taken out. The residents of the City of Shadows woke up one morning a few days later. They habitually looked up at the clock on the sun and found that something new had appeared in the sky above their city.
It was a huge floating facility with a complex structure of three steel rings. The outermost ring had a radius of almost ten kilometers and a width of one kilometer, while the innermost ring was a giant psionic "coil" floating with blue light. This behemoth floated majestically in the sky above the City of Shadows, rotating at a slow speed and orbiting around the fortress area in the center of the city. It was silent, but the visual effect was breathtaking.
The residents were all guessing what it was. Many people's opinion was that it was a new type of Empire battleship, while some thought that a certain general had created a new super weapon. Some mysterious people who claimed to be insiders insisted that these three ring-shaped machines were evidence of the arrival of the Great Sister's era. Some of the newer residents of the city expressed their worries about the sudden appearance of the huge fortress in the sky. They were afraid that this thing would fall down and destroy their flowers and the hairstyles they had spent three hundred dollars on. As for the veterans who had lived here for more than a year, they weren't surprised by any strange things that appeared in the city. Their only complaint was that this huge metal ring happened to be floating in their street, blocking the sun. Although it didn't affect the lighting, what would they do when they looked at the time?
They would look at the sun during the day and the moon at night, accurate down to the second. A certain Bubble had added a suspicious theme to the city's management system, causing many residents to develop this habit. They didn't have watches at home.
This only resident's complaint was resolved after a few minutes. They realized that a huge projection had appeared at the bottom of the floating fortress in the sky, clearly and sharply showing the current time. Thus, the majority of the residents were all satisfied. It turned out to be an electronic watch.
As if!
"Military Command Center." I looked at the huge floating facility in the sky and shrugged at Sives. "I know that you built it, but has the Military Command only started operating now?"
Sives was still wearing the meticulous Imperial Army uniform. Ever since the establishment of the Shadow City's command center, she hadn't taken a break. She didn't even change into a different style of uniform. A trace of helplessness flashed across the admirable female adjutant's face when faced with my doubts. Then, she replied in a methodical manner, "Your Majesty, the Army Command Department had already started operations a month ago. Furthermore, they had already started working normally half a month ago. This command center was only built after that. As for these documents, you personally signed them. "
I knew that you would have that last sentence.
To be honest, it wasn't that I didn't seriously look at the documents I signed, but my memory was limited and I was so busy recently. How would I have the time to remember them? Now that Silvers had reminded him, he suddenly remembered that he had indeed signed for some relevant reports a while ago. In order to strengthen the strength of the Empire's servant army and strengthen the logistics and organizational management of the subsidiary armies, we established an organization called the Military Unified Department. The Empire's command center was directly in charge, and the military leaders of various worlds served as officers. Under its jurisdiction were the departments of every servant army, as well as the unified equipment research and production system. There were also many other complicated things that I couldn't understand. In short, it was a department that unified the servant army, which was like a mixed army and a militia, into a regular army with unified organization and equipment.
Such a complicated military unit naturally required a series of full-time personnel and a place for them to work.
At present, the various subsidiary worlds had established the relevant units of the Military Unified Department, as well as administrative, production, research and development facilities related to this comprehensive department. For example, the World of Azeroth had a mobile armor modification center, and the capital planet of the Pan-Galactic Civilization Community had a magic power enhancement modification base. These departments sounded nondescript but were extremely necessary. Naturally, the highest command center of the Military Unified Department should be set up in the City of Shadows.
At first, the Military Unified Department was just a subordinate department of the High Command and didn't have many tasks to handle. But when the great reorganization of the servant armies of various races began, we suddenly realized that it was a task so complicated that it made one's hair stand on end. There were as many things to unify as there were hairs on a cow's back, and research projects piled up like a mountain. It was simply impossible for the High Command to carry out such a task with the surplus power of the High Command. After all, the servants of flesh and blood aren't plasticine — you can't knead them all together and mold them into a single mold. Others notwithstanding, do you know how much effort Shallow shallow had spent to improve the Tauren's nail clippers? Although I believe that she was simply too free.
In short, in order to increase the efficiency of the Military Command and make it easier to manage, we specially added a facility in the City of Shadows, which is the circular floating fortress in the sky. A few days ago, Bubble completed its assembly and testing in the alternate dimension. This is the first time this fortress has appeared in front of everyone.
The construction was swift, and the name was straightforward. You could call it the Military Unified Department, the Second Command, the Unified Command Center, or the Unified Command Center — it all depended on which Shallow shallow thought of on that day.
I knew it. Letting the lass name things wasn't reliable.
"Right now, the unification of the servant army's equipment and supplies has been carried out at the same time. We are preparing to divide the various armies into different types of soldiers." Xi Wei looked at the floating fortress in the sky. "On the basis of retaining the unique soldiers of various worlds, we will divide them into several combat types, and remix them according to general technology/mystical powers. Otherwise, it would be too messy."
"What's the final plan for the equipment?"
"Her Majesty Sandora's plan. The frontline infantrymen will all be equipped with mobile armor, and the base of the armor will be the New Eden Confederation's mobile armor that has been improved with the psionic energy system. Following the suggestion of a few veteran soldiers from the civilization community, we gave up on improving the armor's psionic shield, and instead, greatly enhanced the armor's strength."
I had a confused look on my face. Psionic shields were the signature technology of the Xi Ling Apostles, and the cost of their shield generator wasn't much higher than that of interstellar alloys. To achieve the same level of defense by increasing the weight of the mobile armor, it would require the sacrifice of more load. It didn't seem worth it to go in this direction.
Xi Wei saw my confusion and took the initiative to explain, "The technology of the psionic shield generator is even more complicated, and the frontline technicians or engineers of the subsidiary races can't even learn how to change the energy circuits, not to mention the normal infantrymen who wear these armor. We have to consider the situation of the mobile armor being pierced on the battlefield, and we can't let the soldiers die for nothing because they don't know how to change the shield generator. In comparison, it's much easier to change the metal plates of the armor. Right now, the military research departments of all subsidiary worlds have begun to study the new batch of Empire technology that we sent over, but they won't be able to grasp much in the short term, and perhaps the mobile armor that strengthens the energy shield will only have value in the next generation. "
I nodded, thinking that it was better to listen to the advice of a knowledgeable person. If you were really on the battlefield, and you were killed because your shield overloaded and you didn't know how to change the battery, that would definitely be the worst way to die.
"It's a little troublesome to unify the daily necessities," Xi Wei continued. "There are many races in the servant army, and they all have different living conditions. It's basically impossible to prepare a unified supply of daily necessities, and considering that there might be more subsidiary races in the future, it's better to leave the logistics to them."
I nodded. "I believe that with the abilities of the leaders of those races, they won't be unable to prepare the food and clothing for their own army. We just have to worry about their equipment."
Xi Wei nodded, and then mentioned another matter.
Should we start implementing biochemical enhancement technology in some subsidiary worlds?
There were many results from the carbon-based life enhancement technology obtained from Atlantis, and the Schilling technicians had collected and integrated some simple technologies that could be learned and mastered by ordinary civilizations. After integration and analysis, these technologies could be applied to at least fifty percent of the subsidiary races of the current Empire.
I had thought of this when I saw Ares in the research institute, but I didn't expect it to be placed in front of me so soon.
"At present, there are three types of enhancement technology. The simplest is some life-long potions that are easy to be mass-produced. They can be applied to most carbon-based soldiers, strengthening their physical strength, recovery speed, reflexes, and thinking abilities. The cost is low, and any subsidiary world can bear the cost of this enhancement. The second level of enhancement comes from the DNA modification technology that the Atlantean civilians have received. After simplifying it, it can be used on the strong in the servant army. It is more effective than the first level of enhancement, and there is a certain probability of strengthening the spiritual energy of the recipient. The psionic energy of the two Proteus volunteers has been significantly improved because of this. Its cost is slightly higher, and it requires the use of psionic energy equipment, but it is not a problem to promote it on a large scale. The third level of enhancement is something that we have directly analyzed from the Atlantean gods like Zeus. Genetic modification, spiritual modification, and physical modification are carried out at the same time. It can turn ordinary humans into superhumans like the soldiers of the Empire. Also, carbon-based creatures that have undergone this biochemical modification will obtain special abilities, such as abilities that can assist in combat and extremely high talents in magic. What's more promising is that this modification can be passed on to the next generation. Although it will be a little weaker, it can continuously improve the overall quality of our subsidiary races. The only problem is that this modification uses high-purity psionic crystals, which can only be used by a small number of elite soldiers. Also, 0.3% of the tested embryos showed rejection. The modification may have the risk of disability. Although it can be treated, the process is definitely not comfortable. "
After Xi Wei finished his report, he added, "The above three types of modification are general technologies prepared for soldiers. There are more advanced technologies in the Atlantean legacy, but the risk is too high."
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