Belltila looked at Gao Wen with a calm expression.

Although the leaves that were distressed had fallen, she still had to maintain a calm and calm attitude. This was the last decent she had when facing the "outsider wanderer" as the last sect of the End of All Things.

The ultimate book that has played countless roles over hundreds of years and helped all things die and completed countless key projects, finally ending its long service. Perhaps... this is indeed its destiny.

The headmaster handed over the book to her and passed on the inheritance of the demise of all things to her. Now, it is time to end this wrong path of inheritance.

Next, perhaps it is the age of the gods, perhaps it is the age of the desolation, or maybe... it is really the age of the extraterritorial wanderers and the new order he created, but no matter what, since she survived in her current posture, she should be prepared to face the fate that will come, no matter where this fate leads.

She showed a faint smile - she tried to make herself smile like a human, but the mimicked face of her plant made every expression stiff: "In this way, have we reached some kind of... cooperation?"

"I think it's all," Gao Wen nodded slightly, "In the Cecil Empire, the end of the world is no longer a threat, and I don't mind that there will be an extra plant that can heal the earth on the land I ruled - as long as this plant is willing to obey the Basic Law of the Empire. And you...I hope you can cooperate and cooperate with our further investigation of the end of the world."

"Of course," said Belltila softly, the wooden structures around her squirmed, and the flexible vines and roots differentiated again, forming countless branches, which slowly entangled, outlining something little by little, "This...even if it is my second 'sincerity' besides the Ultimate Book."

The branches finally gradually condensed into a contour. Gao Wen was surprised to see that they formed a large three-dimensional structure, which could cover almost one-third of the hall. In this three-dimensional structure, corridors, rooms, broken walls and partitions were clearly visible.

"This is……"

"The underground palace structure perceived by my roots," said Belltila with a smile. "I know you have found the 'guild', but Bard doesn't know the entire structure of the underground palace, and it has also undergone collapse and deformation. About half of the rooms and corridors are no longer in their original locations, or there are structural risks. I hope this map can help you - the red and brown rooms are our laboratory, the off-white rooms are archives, and all our information - the most advanced and bloodiest - is in these rooms. Please feel free to use it. As for how to choose... it depends on you."

The most extreme and advanced biochemical technology laboratory in the human world finally opened its doors to Gao Wen.

"I will make good use of it." He said with a smile.

Amber and others who had been waiting outside the hall for a long time finally received Gao Wen's instructions. After returning to the hall, they saw the wooden three-dimensional map that occupied one-third of the area of ​​the hall at first glance, but Belltila, who was supposed to be standing near the "map", disappeared.

Amber moved to Gao Wen in three or two steps. After scanning the surrounding area with caution, she asked curiously: "Where is that vegetable?"

Gao Wen: "Vegetative?!"

"Yes, people who grow together with plants..."

Gao Wen: "…"

He thought Amber had mastered a word he had never taught her, but he was copied and created in this way.

"She is still here," Gao Wen shook his head, "this giant tree is her. This is the result of her forced confrontation with the power of the pseudo-god body. And if you refer to the human body she mimics... she went to a deeper level, a collapsed layer that we can't get into."

"It sounds amazing..." Amber scratched her hair, "The collapsed layer sounds not a good place. What did she do over there?"

Gao Wen looked not far away and looked at the secret room behind Belltila. The secret room was once filled with human bodies, all of which were the remains of Belltila transported from all over the underground palace in a daze, but now... it is empty.

"She went to hold a funeral - got my permission. After all, even the burned cultists were allowed to be buried."

Amber blinked and noticed that Gao Wen was holding a big black-skinned book she didn't know - this book had never appeared before: "What is this?"

"...A ancient artifact that may have hidden a huge secret is now damaged, but I think it still has research value," Gao Wen said casually, then looked at the action team members standing near him, and pointed to the map in the hall. "This is the current structural diagram of this underground palace, which should be accurate. Future exploration work will be carried out with this map as a reference, and priority will be given to transferring the things in the gray-white marking room to the surface. As for now, we will return to the surface first, and there will be a lot of work to be arranged later."

After waiting on the surface for a long time, the female knights Margarita and Pittman finally saw Gao Wen walking out of the dark passage with their team.

Although they were able to contact the following team through the Magic Network terminal, Gao Wen and the strange "female professor" had a long conversation in the middle. Everyone was very nervous during this period, but fortunately, everything was safe in the end, and Margarita couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Your Majesty," the female knight greeted her, "Next..."

"The situation is quite complicated. Let's talk in detail after we return to the camp," Gao Wen said, and looked around in surprise. A large number of fallen leaves with beautiful magic patterns fell on the lush grass and bushes. These fallen leaves obviously came from the canopy of the giant tree above his head. He looked at the female knight, "What's going on? Why are there so many fallen leaves suddenly?"

When talking to Belltila below, the other party looked normal, so Gao Wen was a little concerned about the suddenly falling leaves.

"I don't know," Margarita shook her head, "It fell suddenly about an hour ago, but nothing abnormal happened other than that."

Gao Wen blinked and touched his chin: "...It's probably because it's too cold, it's a plant after all."

It’s impossible that the leaves that are so distressed that they all fell off... Belltila said she didn’t care.

An invisible wind suddenly rolled around, and the plants and trees swayed and made rustling sounds. Gao Wenxin, who was about to leave the place, stopped with some sense. He looked in the direction of the trunk of the giant tree and saw a large number of flower vines wrapped around flowers suddenly growing. The flower vines twisted and stretched, and Bell Tira's figure emerged from it.

If it weren't for the many vines behind me and the roots under my feet connected to the earth, the Belltila, which emerged from the flower vines, looked almost the same as a normal person.

The vigilant soldiers around him instantly raised their weapons, and Margarita also pressed her hand on the hilt of the molten sword at her waist, but Gao Wen waved his hand to stop everyone's actions. He looked at Belltila: "You're done with your business?"

"It's all over," Belltila said lightly, and glanced at the vigilant gazes around her - although she could see everything in the coverage of the giant tree without turning the eyes of this mimicry body, she still used this body to make such human movements, and exclaimed, "It's really unpopular... Is this really good?"

"There is nothing wrong," Gao Wen's eyes calmly. "The empire needs rest and recuperation. This land needs to be cured. You take root here and heal it. You have the ability to return to your homeland and fill your stomach. Let the flesh and blood of you and your fellow citizens become the nutrients of this land. This is the most perfect arrangement, far better than creating a pile of new ashes on the plain."

“I do not have the ability to heal the entire Holy Spirit Plain, my coverage is limited to the Sorin area…”

"Then heal the Solin area. Our reconstruction project requires a bridgehead," Gao Wen nodded, and then paused. "I will evacuate half of the camp here, but I will retain the Solinburg military camp and the southern post. You know what I mean."

Belltila slowly smiled: "The necessary caution and the necessary kindness, Brother Gao Wen."

...

The weather is getting colder and winter is approaching. In this country located in the northern part of the mainland, the cold air always comes earlier than elsewhere, but in the relatively warm southern border, the warmth brought by the giant sun still has a moment of attachment to the earth.

Just after noon, the right sun shone on the open land in the eastern suburbs of Cecil. The warm sunlight dispelled the chill caused by the north wind. Maggie sat on the crate next to the test field, looked up at the glorious sun wheel of the huge sun, and narrowed her eyes slightly.

In the Duchy of Holy Dragon, there is no such warm sunshine. There will always be ice and snow. The howling cold wind will always rule the mountains and forests. All Maggie's memories of her hometown are built on ice and snow, cold wind, mountains and those ancient giant stone buildings that look like to graves.

In the years that followed, her memory was associated with the mountains in the northern border of Ansu.

There is a warm fire in Winter Fort Winter Fort, but outside Winter Fort, there are still mountains, snow, and endless cold air... But even so, she still likes that place and really likes it.

And here, the southern border of the empire...

The warmth here is different from other places, and the vitality here is also very different from the rough and enthusiastic life of the mountain people in the north.

This novel place feels pretty good.

She smiled and looked to the center of the test field.

The magic technicians were busy surrounding a huge and weird-shaped machine. The machine had a main structure like a short, thick vertebra or a gyro. There was a large metal ring full of runes floating on the lower part of its body, and there were two wide wings on both sides of the half-moon shape on both sides. You could also see a simple cockpit made of metal and crystal glass on the upper part of the "gyro". However, the sides of the cockpit were stretched out like dragon wings, and another pair of wings supported by mechanical structures and steel skeletons. Its shape is so weird that any knowledgeable magician and naturalist who came here would probably not be able to imagine anything known or guess its function.

But this strange thing is the treasure in everyone's eyes - those highly respected magic technicians were sweating all over the machine, while Rebecca, who was the chief designer and commander, controlled the overall situation. Maggie even saw the Siren Miss named "Tyre" next to her. This Siren, who was always lazy and lacking in motivation, even came to the test field. Now she was copying sonnets on the ground with her tail tip to fight the sleepiness caused by the sun, while staring hard at the Cecils' "new mechanical things".

As a visitor from a high-ranking civilization, Tyre is not just a spectator in the test field, but also a half-advisor. Although the two racial technology trees are very different, Tyre cannot express his opinions on the field of magic patterns, at least in some technically similar parts - such as mechanical structure and mechanics - she can make some suggestions.

The technicians seem to have completed the final debugging.

Rebecca clapped his hands, and then the Imperial Princess turned around and looked at the seat where Maggie was sitting.

"Maggie! OK! Let's fly again today!! This time it will definitely be possible!!"

Maggie smiled and jumped off the crate and walked towards the weird big machine.

Rebecca's chirping voice came from the side: "...The last crash was a problem with the vibration of the servo wing. We adjusted the connection method this time, and we can definitely...

"You relax your mind and just operate normally, there is no change in control, and those joysticks are perfect.

"We will definitely fly this time, and it will definitely fly this time!"

Rebecca clenched her fist, waved her hard twice, and then added the last sentence with a bright smile:

"And it will land smoothly...at least facing up."
Chapter completed!