The brilliance of the huge sun shone from the sky, penetrated the thin clouds above the homeland of Gondor. Several magical boats with distinct elf style passed through the clouds. The sunlight shone on the metal clad plates and crystal nodes of these ancient flight machinery, giving off a dazzling unique luster. Amid the low and pleasant buzzing sound of the anti-gravity mechanism, the chirping of giant eagles came from nearby to perform escort missions, and also walked out of the clouds and arranged in guard teams on both sides of the flying boats.

And below this team is the vast Gondor wasteland or the former Gondor wasteland.

The history of the wasteland has ended. Under the influence of the blocking wall that stretched for thousands of miles, the chaotic force field that had been entrenched for centuries on the land below has been calmed. Although the hills and plains are still covered with a disturbing black and purple tones, the polluting energy has been proven to fade away, and the activities of various deadly visions and distortions have also ended. As various toxic substances that rely on chaotic magic energy to maintain stability gradually decompose and dissipate from the soil and groundwater, the dark land will soon become a fertile land and the sealed minerals on the land of Gondor and the magic materials that have accumulated in the magic energy environment for seven centuries will also be mined.

The alliance countries that had consumed huge national strength in the war will receive generous rewards on this boundless fertile soil, and the lost blood will regenerate rapidly in the subsequent development. The premise is that the stable order of the alliance cannot be broken.

Belsetia's eyes passed through the polymer window on one side of the cabin and looked at the sky and the earth in the distance. Another flying boat accompanied by it appeared in her field of view. The nearly sprint-shaped streamlined hull was as elegant and flexible as a fish swimming in the clouds.

"...When the Temple of Stars crashed, only a dozen lifeboats finally escaped the enemy's air defense firepower," said the maid Elaine's voice from the opposite side. The personal maid obviously noticed the queen's sight. "Now, these flying boats are really retired and one less... We have lost all the flying boat production arrays, and the only maintenance facilities left cannot allow these old antiques to run forever."

"Since many years ago, the 'Flying Boat' has been no longer the main force of our air force. The giant eagle trained by the druid has long replaced these ancient and sophisticated machinery," Belsetia's expression was very calm. "The 'Flying Boat' will completely withdraw from the history of the silver elves sooner or later. When my father was still in power, he thought that this would happen during my 'term', just like other ancient machinery... The crash of the Temple of Stars only accelerated the process."

"Master Vilania is leading engineers to transform the Cecilian anti-gravity engine in order to use it in the energy framework of the flying boat," Elaine sat upright opposite Belsetia, not like a maid, but chatted with the imperial ruler in front of her like a sister. "It is said that there has been great progress. In the anti-gravity engine used by the Cecilians, there are many technologies that are common to us, and only adjustments and adaptations are required when used."

Belsetia finally had a smile on her face: "It sounds good... After stagnating in place for so long, the proud silver people were finally willing to let go of their reserve and move forward."

"There are many people who feel awkward about this. At first, we gave the technology of the large anti-gravity engine to the Cecils, and then they magically transformed it on this basis, creating a stable version that can run on the rune array. Now we have to take back the engine they have built to learn..." Elaine shook her head helplessly, "Even Lord Valentian sighed for this."

Belsetia smiled: "It has never been a shame to learn and improve. We have just stood on the top of the mountain for too long and were not very comfortable with the feeling of climbing up from the foot of the mountain again. However, even the dragons of Tarronde are rebuilding their civilization, and more silver elves will understand these principles sooner or later. Compared to this, I want to hear your views on what you think after the end of this war."

“You mean the upcoming meeting in Talash Plain?”

"Of course, we are on our way to the conference site now."

"...I am just your personal maid. Analyzing this international situation is not a field I am good at," Elaine sighed. "But one thing I can be sure of is that Uncle Gaowen will not allow the alliance to get messy. Under this premise, there will probably be a lot of...'neutral zone' or 'joint development zone' in the wasteland of Gondor. It can be predicted that the era of great development and great development is coming, but the elves... are not a race that is good at pioneering."

"Look, aren't your thinking very sharp in this regard?" Belsetia smiled and looked at Elaine, "You are right. Uncle Gaowen will not allow the alliance countries to fall into the deadly vortex of 'territorial division'. Except for the "homeland enclaves" in the border areas that have historically belonged to the four border countries, most of the areas in the wasteland will either be neutral areas, joint development areas, or maintain a state of shelving disputes. He has already mentioned this in the previous message. The elves are indeed not a race that is good at pioneering. We are not good at taking root in places far away from the jungle, and there is not so many people to fill in this vast area to be developed. However, if we do this in the form of investment and equity participation from various countries... the Silver Empire still has its own advantages..."

With a calm and gentle smile, Bellsetia slowly told her thoughts to her most trusted "sisters", and told her ideas about the future and the prospects. Outside the porthole, the clear and bright sky and the vast earth extended infinitely into the distance, as if countless roads were pointing to the unknown future.

For thousands of years, the silver elves seemed to have finally been qualified to consider the "future" for the first time.

...

The majestic sky-space fortress like a city floating in the sky of the Talash Plain, and clouds brushed around the armor plates on the edge of the fortress like floating veils. The twelve Gorgon-class aerial fortresses are like islands floating in the sea of ​​yarns, slowly patrolling in the sky near the Earthly Dawn, shining with the luster of steel.

Rebecca came to the deck, and in the refreshing breeze, she stretched hard, and finally showed a relaxed look on her face for a long time.

Many soldiers who once fought on the front line have now returned to China as the Triumph Army, but Dawn still needs to stick here and shoulder the heavy responsibility of maintaining the stability of the situation. As the chief engineer of Dawn and the highest technical officer of the entire aerospace battle group, Rebecca certainly needs to continue to stay here, but for this Imperial Steel Pearl, who is used to living in aerial fortresses and likes to deal with various mechanical equipment, such a life is nothing bad.

At least I won’t be stared at by my aunt all day here. Although my ancestors are quite nervous around me, my ancestors are much more friendly and kind than my aunt…

Rebecca was wandering around her head, and suddenly she heard familiar footsteps coming from behind. She quickly turned around and saw a tall figure coming to her, looking into the distance as her ancestors came.

"Good noon at the age of priests!" Rebecca shuddered on the spot. Although she didn't know why she was guilty, she turned around and bowed with guilt, "You are also coming out to have a breath of wind..."

"It's an incredible feeling to stand on an aerial fortress flying among the clouds," Gao Wen nodded slightly. Although he had looked down from space countless times, the limited satellite perspective was obviously different from the feeling of standing on the earth on the earth dawn, especially when there was a deep blue well in front of him that was blew up the brilliant column of light. This magnificent view even made him feel a shock from the depths of his soul, "Rebecca, you have indeed created an engineering miracle."

"Hey, it's not just me..." Rebecca immediately subconsciously scratched the back of her head, and suddenly realized that doing so was a vulgar act that was not in line with etiquette, so she quickly took her hands back, "And if there was only one Dawn of the World, it wouldn't be able to win this battle..."

Gao Wen smiled and reached out and pressed Rebecca's hair, asking casually: "How is the situation of Dawn of the Earth now?"

"How to say... 'surface repair' is not difficult. Now the deck area, armor area and other outer damage repairs have begun. The factory inside the World Dawn can directly produce prefabricated plates in these areas. It is not difficult to dismantle and replace them. The key is the damage to the main architecture and the damage to the main brain. As I told you before, I am afraid that it will have to be repaired until next spring," Rebecca stuck out his tongue, "That's when everything goes well.

"But the good news is that Dawn of the World is very large and has strong damage resistance. It can still float here well. As long as it does not face an opponent like Crazy Disaster or a god who suddenly goes crazy, it will still be the most powerful war machine in the world. The subsequent repair projects will not affect its continued mission."

Speaking of this, the Imperial Steel Bead looked at Gao Wen's face carefully and said cautiously: "In addition, ancestors, although I just said that the outer layer is easier to repair, it must be repaired until at least in autumn or even this winter. If you want Dawn of the World as the venue for the post-war conference... those damaged decks and buildings will definitely not be repaired, so they will be covered with shells outside. After all, I heard that the Silver Queen is almost here.

"Or, do you consider putting the venue on a medical ship or a church ship? One of the two Gorgon Fortresses is very good in the environment, the other looks very grand and is also suitable for being a venue... Actually, I think it's good to hold a meeting next to the Deep Blue Well, and you can also let Veronica flow the magic flames into a larger stir-fry atmosphere..."

"No, the venue is set on the Dawn of the Earth," as Rebecca's thinking became more and more biased, Gao Wen had to interrupt the iron-headed girl and continue to diverge. "And there is no need to repair or decorate the damaged decks and buildings so that everyone can see them."

"Ah?" Rebecca is a genius in engineering and mathematical logic, but in other aspects, he was obviously just a silly roe deer, and he didn't react on the spot. "Isn't that very... using your word, isn't it very shabby?"

Gao Wen looked at Rebecca deeply, then looked at the purified towers that continued to extend on the plains in the distance, and his voice was low: "The venue will be set on the Dawn of the World, not just to show force, but to boast about wealth. We want to discuss the future with our comrades who fought side by side.

"I need to let them see the power and advancedness of the Dawn of the World, let them see the determination and ability of the Cecil Empire to maintain the order of the alliance, and to make them realize what we have paid for this victory, so that they should not be so anxious and indulge in the joy of victory and sharing the fruits, but first calmly think about what kind of world we live in.

"The people who can come to the meeting are smart people, but there is a saying that goes, 'The saints also need a light to walk on the night'."

The war against the wasteland was over, and countless aftermath issues needed to be resolved. The league's top leaders naturally needed to hold a special meeting to deal with all this. Considering the special nature of this meeting, Gao Wen proposed the Talash Plain as the meeting location. This proposal was unanimously recognized among the leaders of the league. As for where to place the specific venue... After careful consideration, Gao Wen finally chose the World Dawn.

This towering giant ship is obviously very suitable for laying the foundation of order in the "third pioneering era".

Of course, the countries of the alliance would not have any objection to the "meeting venue" designated by the Cecil Empire. After all, under the current situation, the only one who can prepare a safe and comfortable conference environment on the Talash Plain is the only one who can prepare a safe and comfortable conference environment on the Talash Plain.

Rebecca understood the idea of ​​his ancestors, but just as she was about to say something, a "main brain terminal device" on the edge of the deck suddenly started to run. The appearance looked like a silver-white metal pillar, which contained sensory organs, sound organs, image generation devices and a small machine with a neutral voice from the main brain: "Your Majesty Gao Wen, the creator Rebecca, received a contact signal from the imperial capital, and the sender Miss Tyre."

"Tyr?" Gao Wen was stunned. He didn't expect that Tyr, who was far away in the imperial capital, would come out to contact him at this time, "What's the matter with her? Take it."

“Yes, transferring.”

The voice of the master's mind fell, and then a groove was opened at the top of the silver-white metal pillar. A shiny crystal poked out from it, and a picture from the imperial capital was projected in front of Gaowen and Rebecca. Tyre was shaking around in the middle of the picture. The sir who always couldn't wake up looked quite energetic at this moment.

"Tyr?" Gao Wen said curiously, "What happened?"

"The communication with Anta Vien has been restored!" Tyre said happily, "The fracture phenomenon of the element that enveloped the continent of Loren has also disappeared!"

Gao Wen was slightly stunned and almost forgot about this...

But he was very successful in covering up the little embarrassment with his national face, and after quick thinking, he asked: "Have General Vanessa and the soldiers of the Siren Expeditionary Force returned to the Kingdom of Deep Sea?"

"Ah, yes, most of them have gone back, and some of them are temporarily missing. They may be dead to the point of nook and cranny," Tyr shook his tail with great care, "But don't worry, they will swim back slowly."

Gao Wen: "…"

Rebecca asked worriedly again, "General Vanessa and the others are fine, right? How are the Siren who have returned to Antaveen now?"
Chapter completed!