Melita left.

The refractive position covered the huge body of the dragon. A passive wind suddenly swept through the sky of Cecil City, and a faint twisted ripples flashed in the background of clouds and sky light. However, except for a few strong men and the whistle towers dedicated to detecting magical invisible units, no one knew that a giant dragon had visited the city.

Takamoto stood in front of the gate of the Magic Technology Institute, looked up at the direction where Melita left, and it took a long time to withdraw his gaze.

The Empire of Anti-Tide... The Ultimate Book... Knowledge stolen from satellite clusters...

He meticulously recalled the newly collected information, outlining the outlines of gods and ancient history in his mind. After a long period of thinking, he smiled and shook his head, and looked back at the Magic Technology Institute behind him.

Hundreds of researchers are busy in this facility, with more than a dozen laboratories and project groups of all sizes running here, in the spiritual network, the Origin Laboratory has hundreds of simulation experiments every day. In the workshop of the mechanical manufacturing institute, the collision of gears and levers is constantly stopping day and night. In San Sunil, in Lu'an, in the Magisters' Association and the Scholars Association, countless people full of wisdom and knowledge are gathering together to regain the profound knowledge scattered in human society and redesign the fragmented ancient technology...

All this is driven by thousands of people, and is promoted by the entire Cecil society. It originates from people and is used for people. It is not a technology from heaven dug out of the remains of aliens, nor a blueprint drawn out of thin air by anyone in the territory, nor a miracle, nor a gift.

...

The dragon flew through the vast clear sky of winter, and the refractive position gradually dissipated. Clouds and sunlight intertwined and cast mottled light and shadows on the blue scales. The scenes of the wilderness and hills were projected in the crystal-like eyes. The powerful king of sky circled in the air for two circles, then lowered his head, and rushed to the earth quickly like a meteorite.

After gliding and slowing down almost thrillingly, the blue dragon hit a hundred-year-old giant tree and broke the giant tree, which was 100 meters tall, and then the unbalanced body moved forward in the impact and rolling of the earth. A loud thunderous sound continued to sound, and countless giant trees and solid rocks were split in the impact, and the earth was plowed out of a deep ravine nearly half a kilometer long.

The blue dragon finally stopped under a cliff. After half a minute of gasping, she struggled to hold up her head. Countless soil and stone branches and leaves fell from her body, and several terrible scars were burning and emitting a glimmer of blood.

The implants and the modified glands in the dragon's body immediately began to work and began to repair this powerful and tough body. Melita raised her head and the scales near her neck opened like some kind of heat dissipation device. Under the scales there was a metal lining and radiant pipes and interfaces. A stream of high-hot steam gushed out from the gaps between these implants, making the blue dragon unable to help but hum.

"Damn...I don't like synergists...but the auxiliary heart I use now is a limited edition..."

Melita mumbled, her voice rumbling, but she still took out a huge gun-shaped syringe from somewhere. She held the syringe with her front paws and stabbed the front end deep into the gap of the scales below her neck. With the hissing of the syringe's pressure relief, a liter of powerful composite synergist and the same amount of regenerator were injected into the blood vessels, and her two auxiliary hearts, which were on the verge of tearing, finally calmed down.

The three extra hearts and the bionic pump under the scales can bring huge improvements in endurance and survivability to the dragon clan that needs to travel far away, but no matter what, talking about black traps with aliens, and indirectly reminding the forbidden knowledge about gods... It's really too exciting.

Melita breathed heavily, calming down the side effects of excessive injection of synergists. Although some dragons enjoyed this feeling and even had problems with synergists addiction, she was really not used to this.

After feeling a little better, she closed the scales around her neck and hid the implants again.

In the dragon society of Tallongde, implants and synergists have long been part of the dragon's life. The new young dragon even undergoes the first implant surgery in the first decade of dragon's life to implant a resonant core into the skull. This resonant core will establish a connection between the user and the "Omega", so that the young dragon can talk to the powerful artificial intelligence, and the latter will complete the knowledge education and behavioral guidance of the young dragon. Therefore, it can be said that any normal Tallongde dragon citizen has an implant in the body.

However, some dragons choose to expose their implants, such as Speaker Andal, and some dragons prefer hidden transformations, such as Melita Pernia.

After resting for dozens of minutes, Melita stood up. The bleeding wound on her body had been healed urgently, and taking off was no longer a problem. Although she wanted to rest for a while, she knew that her colleagues who were monitoring the situation in the rear were probably in a mess.

The blue dragon soared into the air and soon reached the height where it could communicate directly with Tallond.

Although Tallond can also be contacted on the surface, all communications at that height will be heard by the Dragon God. Only at this height near the end of the sky and near the legacy of the "Starring One" can communications not be listened to by any god.

Even if the person on the other side of the communication stands on the ground and at the door of the gods' palace, millions of years have passed, and the power of the setter is still there.

A light golden communication interface appeared in front of Melita. While maintaining the flight altitude, she called the Miltese Treasure Reservation Group in the distance: "Melita Pernia Calling Support Team, Melita Pernia Calling Support Team... Get it quickly! I am now dialing with you in the stratosphere with level 10 disability! Did you hear me!!"

A somewhat nervous and panicked voice finally came from the communication interface: "Melita! This is Noreta, what's going on with you? Your implant suddenly reported that two of your four hearts exploded! And you also injected yourself with a triple dose of synergist!"

Melita took a deep breath: "Huh... it didn't explode. I rescued it with regenerator, but the sensor should be broken... It's okay, I can feel them still jumping."

Hearing Melita's still energetic voice, Noreta, who was far away in Tallond, finally breathed a sigh of relief. While relaxing, he was still in a mood to joke: "Why are you so miserable? You finally discovered the customer's gift? Which legendary strong man was pressed to the ground and beaten up?"

"I talked to Gowen Cecil about the black trap and the anti-tide empire," Melita said lightly, "I accidentally said a few more words."

As expected, during the communication, she heard a sound of something falling to the ground and several screams of exclamation.

The chaos caused by himself made Melita's mouth slightly raised.

A friend's scream came from the light golden communication interface: "Melita! You are crazy!! You are desperate?!"

"Isn't this still alive?"

"What the hell is going on?" Noreta seemed to finally calm down and felt something strange from Melita's tone. "You can rest assured that Omega has intervened and Speaker Andal is on the line."

"Gaven Cecil got the ultimate book made by the Anti-Tide Empire. It's damaged," Melita said slowly, "In addition, without deliberately guiding me, he summarized one of the core laws of 'disobedience'."

The opposite side of the communication was silent for a long time, and then a voice came: "Which one?"

"People take over the power of the divine power with their intelligence," said Melita. "Babys who climb out of the cradle need to use their own hands and feet..."

The majestic and calm voice of Speaker Andal came from the communication channel: "Okay, needless to say."

Even in this place close to the legacy of the "Starter" and at this height far away from the eyes of the gods, there are some taboos, so be careful.

Melita stopped this dangerous topic, and then carefully reported on the meeting with Gauvin Cecil today under the inquiry of Noreta and Speaker Andal.

After the report, she heard Speaker Andal's long sigh.

It was a sigh as if it was relieved.

The dragon elder who had lived for a long time asked in a deep voice: "Melita, in your opinion, what is the ordinary person of the Cecil Empire...?"

Melita's answer was very direct: "Most of them are still ignorant and backward, controlled by the old royal power and theocratic ideas, and are just mechanically obeying the instructions of the Government Affairs Office, rather than truly opening up people's wisdom and acting independently. Although Gauven Cecil has been working hard to promote education, it is obvious that this is not a problem that can be solved in four or five years."

Speaker Andal's voice seemed a little low: "...Yes, too, this cannot be solved in a few years..."

"But we cannot ignore the changes that have already happened," Melita continued. "Indeed, the transformation of most people takes time, but various germs have indeed appeared on this land, or the accumulation of this land itself has reached a critical point. The emergence of Gauvin Cecil only advances this process and effectively concentrates these germs, avoiding their silent disappearance in the darkness. These germs include doubts about the divine power, the pursuit of reason, and the understanding of natural laws. Now Gauvin is playing their role in the right way, so the transformation of Cecil society may be faster than we expected."

After another brief silence, Speaker Andal's voice sounded in a low voice: "...you seem to have extra confidence in Gauvin Cecil and the order he created."

Melita's answer was still calm: "I have seen changes in this land that have not happened in a thousand years."

"...I hope your judgment is correct." Speaker Andal said in a deep voice.

After the Speaker finished speaking, Noreta's voice interjected: "But no matter what, it is still a risk to leave the relics of the Anti-Tide Empire in human society. Melita, I think you'd better recycle that book, Tallond can make some compensation for it. Gowen Cecil shouldn't mind selling it to the dragon, right?"

Melita shook her head and was about to speak, but she heard Speaker Andal's voice ringing again: "Noretta, I believe Melita's judgment on this matter."

"but……"

"Noretta, are you young, more stubborn than me, an old man?"

Noreta paused for a moment: "...I understand, Your Excellency Speaker."

The matter finally came to an end, and Melita couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in her heart.

She challenged rules and faced shock information a lot today. Now that she thinks, she feels like she is exploring her crazy test for several hours on the verge of dying on the spot.

Such a stimulating job... I can only say that dealing with Gauven Cecil is not very good for the heart.

Not very good in physiological sense.

"Melita, after finishing the work at hand, I returned to Tallonde," said the voice of White Dragon Noreta from the communicator again, "Your implant needs repair, and your physical condition after the backlash also needs to be carefully checked."

"I know, you don't need to say that I'm almost in pain now," Melita said, sucking in the air conditioner, "I'll find a place to rest for a day or two later, and then return to Tallond after regaining strength."

"I wish you all the best."

"I received your blessing."

Communication is suspended, and the light golden communication interface turns into shimmer particles, gradually dissipating in the air.

Melita took a deep breath, filled the cold air from the sky with her lungs, and then slowly spit it out.

With the faint pain in her muscles and skeletons, she began to slowly lower her height.

The land of the Cecil Empire was increasingly reflected in her huge pupils.

Mountains and rivers, forests and plains, cities and villages, and countless people who survive on this land.

"Is there a change that has not been seen in a thousand years... I hope I'm really right..."
Chapter completed!