Gao Wen has two perspectives that overlook the planet from outer space.

One is the "satellite field of view" he had brought after crossing. It originated from a planetary synchronous satellite operating near the equator. Its perspective is limited to the Loren continent and a very small area around the land. The second is the overlooking view of the Cangqiu Space Station obtained by "drilling loopholes" in the late stage. Strictly speaking, the system situation of the Cangqiu Station is even worse than that of the synchronous satellite. Due to the same disrepair and the collision of Amoen's iron head three thousand years ago, the Cangqiu Station is currently in a serious state of damage, with a large number of ring belts extinguished and the monitoring system stuck. There is only a section of ring belt cameras available on Gao Wen.

However, due to the huge scale of Cangqiong Station and its special monitoring location, he could still see some things that surveillance satellites could not see when he used Cangqiong to overlook the earth, such as a large area of ​​sea in the southwest of the Loren continent.

In space, an inconspicuous light was lit up on the huge orbital space station. On the inner ring orbit towards the Loren Continent, several monitoring devices slid out of the protection chamber and moved quickly along the guide rails to adjust the focus. The ancient sensing unit operated silently in space, collecting information on the surface of the planet. On the earth, Gao Wen's spirit was highly concentrated. While slowly adjusting the ground-based monitoring mechanism located in the inner ring of the space station, endless guesses and thoughts emerged in his mind - his brainstorming continued until the picture in his mind gradually became clear, and the figures of the cold winter and other main battleships appeared near the base of the orbital elevator at the edge of his vision.

Gao Wen was stunned for a moment, "rubbed his eyes" in his consciousness, so the optical sensor on Cangqiong also zoomed in on the lens. At the limit of this perspective, the orbital elevator connecting from space to the surface of the planet became clearer than before. After repeated enlargement several times, the sea image observed by Gao Wen also became clearer than before: that was 100% cold winter number.

He recognized the ship's unique multiple wings and weapons decks equipped with giant iridescent generators - wasn't the fleet following behind the ship the Imperial Expeditionary Fleet he lost?

"I'm done... why did you run there?" Gao Wen subconsciously muttered in his mind, "This is unscientific... The distance from the entrance to Aldo to the elevator is not clear enough for a storm, and this location..."

But no matter how he talked about it, the facts were already in front of him: the whereabouts of the Empire were found, and now it was under his nose (in the physical sense).

After a brief moment of being stunned, Gao Wen then thought of the series of system prompt sounds he heard in his mind. He was just confused just now, but at this time he vaguely guessed some truth: Byron obviously did not waste time in place after Trek. They had sent an exploration team to the orbital elevator. The landing and contact of the explorer triggered a system left by the settling man - this system is connected to the Sky Station, and sent a series of prompt messages to him...

Judging from the content of the prompt message, the setter obviously left a set of "standard processes" in Cangqiu Station to deal with such incidents. This may also be the difference between the two track elevators and the "industrial tower" in Tallongd. However, Gao Wen did not know the specific content of this process. What will happen next? How will the track elevator deal with unauthorized contacts? Will the approach of the cold winter number be regarded as a threat by the tower? And most importantly... how should I contact Byron who is floating under my nose?

In the dark virtual space formed by establishing a connection with the Cangqiong Station, Gao Wen thought for a few minutes and found that he had no choice. He searched around the system, but did not find any loudspeakers near the track elevator, nor did he find a microphone for air-to-ground communication in the system...

It seemed that I could only watch on this, watching the exploration team sent by Byron looking around the track elevator, and then I hoped that they would not die. But then I thought, the primitive elves who had been dying near the track elevator were also like this. They had committed a lot of death back then, but in the end, they had just a little mutation and were released by the Departure System. If you think about it this way, maybe you don't have to worry too much, maybe...

Gao Wen's thoughts floated uncontrollably, and he couldn't help but start thinking what would happen if the exploration team sent by Byron really died. The primitive elves who came back from climbing a tower turned into silver elves, gray elves and sea elves and other subspecies. If Byron's fleet returns, it would be too terrible... How did he explain to Pea?

With a wild thought, Gao Wen frowned, continuing to pay attention to the scene transmitted from the surveillance system, watching his imperial fleet floating next to the steel island...

...

"This thing is glowing ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

For a moment, Ms. Cassandra's scream resounded throughout the communication channel, and the Siren's unique penetrating voice almost broke Byron's eardrums - but soon, Cassandra calmed down because she found that the metal ring wall in front of her seemed to have not changed anything other than glowing.

The sea breeze was still calm and the sun was still bright. Three salted fish that had come to the shore stared at each other with big eyes. The steam steam steam that was steaming in the sun surrounded them under control to prevent them from being really dried into dried salted fish. The communicator on Kassandra's chest finally rang: "Hey, hey? Hey-Ms. Kassandra? Are you okay?"

"We're fine," Cassandra finally recovered from her daze, and responded in a hurry while lowering her head to check her condition. "The outer ring structure here suddenly began to shine. I suspected that I accidentally touched something here, but nothing happened after that...we plan to continue exploring."

"Continue exploring?" Byron's voice sounded relieved, "Then you should pay attention to protecting yourself, and try not to touch things near the tower after that."

"I understand," Cassandra nodded repeatedly, while rolling a nearby metal tube with her tail, dragging herself back two steps, and then waved to the two sirens he brought, "Sisters, let's continue to check along this 'ring', first look for something like an open entrance..."

After this stunning episode, the Siren relied on the nervous system that was nearly necrotic, calmed down and continued their happy exploration journey. During the subsequent hours of exploration, no accidents occurred again.

This ancient Settler facility remains silent in front of explorers, allowing these deep-sea salted fish to circumn around themselves as if they were outings.

The tension caused by the previous "relics suddenly shine" incident gradually subsided from the hearts of the commanders of the Cold Winter Number. Although they still maintained enough caution and vigilance, they had begun to focus on subsequent exploration actions, and paid attention to the real-time images sent back by Kassandra in front of them. From time to time, they asked the exploration team members to focus on checking some things that looked suspected to be text or markers, and record the information on the record.

The words and logos left by the Settler are elusive for the mortal race in this world, but now as mortals in the Loren continent are increasingly exposed to information related to the Settler's legacy, research in related fields has entered the initiation stage. The dragons can identify the text of the Settler, and Gowen Cecil, the ruler of the Cecil Empire, also masters the mysterious knowledge in this regard. Therefore, these recorded materials will be of great value after being taken back - I believe that the "Startler Linguists" in China and even His Majesty themselves will be quite interested in this.

Looking at the information that Cassandra kept sending back, Byron couldn't help but think that it would be great if there were a few experts in his fleet who studied the text of the Settler. He could now figure out what the many facilities on the island were for - but unfortunately this could only be thought about.

What he was carrying was not a scientific expedition fleet. The original mission of the Cold Winter was to go to the battlefield in the southern part of the mainland to bomb tree people and distorted bodies... Who would have thought that such a pure combat mission would eventually turn into an exotic exploration?

An irrelevant thought flashed through his mind. The picture sent back by Cassandra moved on the holographic projection in front of the captain's seat. At this moment, Byron suddenly captured something strange from the corner of his eyes. He quickly reacted: "Wait a minute, Ms. Cassandra, turn the camera back-the text on the metal plate was not right!"

Cassandra's tail flicked and quickly turned around and returned to the place where he had just taken the video. This was an open and flat metal "plaza", located near a huge gate (Cassandra was about to go to the gate to check the situation). A large number of neatly arranged and unknown facilities could be seen around the square, like obelisks. In front of one of the obelisks, a huge metal plate stood with mottled patterns on it.

For Ms. Cassandra, who lives in the deep sea, specializing in mechanical repair, marine navigation and death metal rock, language and text are her worst areas, but even so, when she turned around and carefully observed the patterns on the metal plate under Byron's remote reminder, she immediately realized that these patterns were significantly different from the texts she had previously found in other areas.

Those patterns are also words, and they are another kind of words.

On the bridge of the cold winter, Asarena, who was originally resting, was called over and studied the scene sent back by Byron. After carefully identifying the mottled patterns on the metal plate, the red-haired dragon seal witch finally concluded: "...it is an ancient elf language, the most primitive version, the grammar and the way of writing some letters is different from that of the present, but it can still be recognized."

"Ancient Elf Words?" Byron looked at the other party in surprise, "You can even understand the ancient Elf Words?"

"I understand a little bit. Although the ancient elves are different from the current elves, they are of the same origin. The official language system of the silver elves is the best preserved in this regard. I did a lot of preparations before I ran away from home to go to the 'outside world' to take the risk, including learning various languages, including seven or eight languages ​​and texts including human common language, dwarf language, elves language, etc...."

"Damn you, you actually learned foreign dialect in one breath just to run away from home?" Byron looked at Asarena in a daze, "Are you all the naughty kids in the Duchy of Holy Dragons so hard-core?"

"Before the national gates opened, the only way we left the mountains was to jump down from the top of the highest cliff in the north and glide for a hundred kilometers into Winter County. If the landing point is not good, we may have to fight with the beasts in the mountains of the northern border with many fractures," Asarina shrugged. "Under this starting condition, it is a very hard-core thing for young people in the Duchy of Holy Dragon to run away from home. Children cannot get up without a foundation of both civil and military."

Byron didn't know how to evaluate the Dragonborn, a too hardcore race, so he had to cough twice in embarrassment and quickly pulled the topic back to the serious direction. He looked at the ancient elf words and frowned slightly: "Then can you translate what is written on it?"

"I'm doing it," Ashalina's eyes fell on the holographic projection, the ancient characters reflected in her eyes, and the meaning behind them was interpreted little by little by little by little - although there are still many incomprehensible paragraphs, she has identified many intermittent sentences, "This is a...a message left by the original explorer to future generations.

"It mentioned above that large-scale memory decline and physiological deterioration are spreading among the groups, which is the result of some kind of "protection" mechanism in the tower... People who still preserve the ability to think in full have left warnings on metal plates, and when they engrave these words, they are still constantly fighting against the "memory removal" effect in their minds...

"This mentioned above that the hall on the bottom of the tower is safe, but there is an authentication mechanism leading to the upper level. This authentication mechanism once warned the invaders not to continue climbing to the upper level, but some reckless people ignored the warning of the tower and triggered the ancient system...

"What other huge secret is mentioned here...it may also be the truth? This phrase cannot be translated, and the spelling method has changed too much...

"There is another warning here to warn those who are late to go to the upper floor of the tower because it is too early, and there is a long passage afterward that I can't quite understand.

"At the end here..."

Asa Lena suddenly frowned, as if she was trying to interpret the content on the screen. After a while, she said a little hesitantly: "In the end, it looks like a poem? The commentator said that this is the last message he could remember brought out of the tower, which reads:

"Don't be immersed in this illusory quiet night, the night will eventually be broken.

"Don't indulge in your warm cradle, the cradle will capsize one day.

"Don't sleep in the shelter of the soul, the shelter of the soul will sooner or later become an unbreakable shackle.

"Let's go, before the stars flash, before the long night ends.

"If you don't set out quickly, the day will come."

Asarena raised her head and her eyes moved from the holographic projection to Byron's face.

"That's all...why are your expression weird?"
Chapter completed!