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Extra 03 Pink Sky·Part 2

3. What Lisa Saw

It was Lisa's first time riding in a car, and her first time away from home.

Her face was still covered with tears, as were the other children in the car. But the witch master's lackeys would not comfort the precious children like their parents did. They were only concerned with the journey and guarding, and turned a deaf ear to the crying.

After crying tired and realizing that crying was useless, these children began to sob silently, and finally began to stare blankly at the scenery along the way. Passing through the repetitive fields, the tower was getting closer and closer. Lisa's parents warned her to stay away from the tower, and the more they said so, the more curious she became.

Now it was no longer fear, but curiosity that prevailed. When the gate of the outer circle of the tower opened to them, all the children were full of wonder: the inside was full of green, and it was a rich green, unlike the crops in the fields that always had a bit of yellow due to lack of water. There were even flowers of various colors - these children didn't know what they were, but it didn't prevent them from feeling what beauty was.

They also heard the sound of water. Following the sound, they saw a trickling stream flowing in the open air. There was no need to worry about the loss of evaporation, and there was no magic eye watching. Four springs flowed down from the top of the tower, raising waves of water and mist. The children even wanted to open their mouths to let the mist moisten their mouths.

Finally, the donkey cart stopped. The big sister who was as beautiful as a flower stood in front. The servants bowed their heads respectfully, scolded and beat the rude children: "Call me Master Witch!" Lisa also bowed her head slightly, but couldn't help but take a few more glances at the witch who ruled her. The other party's clothes were the most exquisite she had ever seen in terms of cut, color, and texture. Even natural flowers were eclipsed by comparison.

"My Lord, all the cursed children in your territory are here."

"No need to say more, my magic eyes are always watching!" The lady's clothes and appearance were the most beautiful that Lisa had ever seen, but her voice was the most hateful. Her tone was sharp and the tail tone was exaggerated. She was a bit like the mean neighbor aunt in Lisa's house, but with a little more disgust and contempt: "Why don't you bring them in quickly?"

"Yes!"

The order was given, and the servants gathered the children together like she was herding sheep, and prevented these untouchable children from stepping on the carpet with their dirty feet. What a magnificent house! Lisa's home is a cave half buried in the ground, narrow and dim. In comparison, everything here is tall, big, and very scary to Lisa.

The witch looked at the lambs for a moment, gave a few instructions to a servant, and went upstairs. Then the servant grabbed one of the "lambs" at random and carried it up.

The other children were completely attracted by the furnishings in the tower. If it weren't for the witch master's servants watching over them, they would have occupied the hall happily, played with all the small and big toys on the table and against the wall, and ran back to the paradise-like garden.

Only Lisa's inner uneasiness became stronger and stronger. As time passed, the children in front of her were taken upstairs one by one and never came down again.

The sky gradually darkened, and only she and a few children were left waiting. When the novelty wore off, they began to panic and sob again.

"Don't cry!" The servant slapped a child in the face, but the child cried even louder. Another servant looked at the stairs with fear, covered the mouth of the crying person, and discussed: "It's probably dark, these kids are afraid of the dark. Let's turn on the lights to attract their attention."

The person who proposed it walked to a floor clock and began to wind it up. The spring did not correspond to the clock. As it turned around and around, a ball of light appeared out of thin air on the top of the hall. The servant impatiently increased the speed of winding the spring, and the brightness of the light ball suddenly increased. Only then did the person who lit the lamp leave with satisfaction.

After leaving, Lisa noticed that some liquid was seeping out of the gap at the bottom of the clock. She looked at it intently, confirmed the color of the viscous liquid under the light, and then fainted.

It was the deep red of blood.

4. The log on the ship

In the year 061 of the Star Era, the "Poincare" research ship of the Valois branch of the Magic Guild sailed on the 83rd day.

\u003e\u003e\u003e [Captain's Record]    I suddenly realized that it was a very painful thing to sail with a group of researchers! Every day someone made new requests and complaints to me, such as why there was only one shielded room, so that they could not experiment in an environment without interference. What does this have to do with me? I should find the designer of this spacecraft.

Moreover, their instruments put great pressure on my ship's energy supply. When I pointed this out to the gentlemen, everyone agreed with the importance of energy saving. At the same time, everyone emphasized to me that their own research was more important and the most important thing, and that the instruments must not be shut down, and they instigated me to shut down other people's machines. My respect for these magic dogs was shattered all the way and scattered all over the route!

What's more annoying is that when I told you gentlemen yesterday that our third teleportation had a little accident, they all accused me of dereliction of duty! I and the navigator had repeatedly told you earnestly before departure: Because of the distortion of time and space after the fall of the main plane, there may be unknown problems with the early transmission coordinates. Obviously, no one cared at the time, but now that something really happened, they took turns to protest and harass me with tricks.

As the captain, I also have to reflect on myself, thinking that the most useless passenger was the historian who took the ship. I didn't expect that this self-proclaimed modern magic historian could find a teleportation array suspected to be a secondary plane from historical records. After the navigator's analysis, we got useful coordinates.

The relatively independent plane means that the coordinates can be relatively stable and close to the final destination. Therefore, it is very reasonable to serve as a relay for transmission. However, when the spacecraft arrived, the situation here was beyond our expectations.

My strongest and most intuitive impression of the technique was the pink sky, the color of a special transmutation of dust, and the extremely dry air, the latter of which probably aggravated my constipation.

(The record has been transferred from the Magic Cloud to the Astronautical Guild L3 Data Center. Number of views: 1288 times. The administrator's message: Please note that the new captain should note that even if the captain's log is a routine matter, it does not mean that no one has checked it. Do not treat it as a diary and write recklessly. Please post your complaints and personal privacy information!

\u003e\u003e\u003e[Department of Nature and Life·Second-level researcher’s report]

This plane almost only contains wheat. Comparing the plant shape, it is very close to the varieties that were once planted in the north of Valois and are now cultivated in the water element plane cultivation base. But yields in the region are extremely low, due to a combination of factors. Although the light and temperature here are stable and suitable, it is extremely short of water. Although no mosquitoes or birds harm the crops, fungal infections remain on the soil and plants and are unknown to local people.

In addition to the above factors, a significant impact of the transcendent level was also discovered in this plane. Comparing old grain particles and seeds harvested in recent years, it was found that plants have continued and unexplained degradation across generations, as well as unexplained withering, which needs to be studied. According to the observations of experts in the field of macro-symbolic magic, there are widespread anomalies in the symbolic world here, which require more advanced equipment to characterize and analyze.

What is even more noteworthy is that according to the descriptions of the aborigines, transmutation dust will fall regularly on this plane, and the environmental magic concentration is 1.9 times the recorded value of the main plane, that is, 2.4 times the troposphere of the air elemental plane. In a high-concentration magic environment, the proportion of people with spellcasting abilities in the population is constantly increasing. It is suspected that in order to control the number of spellcasters, monopolize resources and magic, the local rulers have committed horrific crimes and carried out many extremely disgusting cruel experiments.

The survivors who have been rescued have been properly treated. One of them, a girl named Lysa, can tell us and confirm the crimes of the "Witch Lord", but we should avoid causing secondary stimulation of her psychological and mental trauma. Her magical talent is equally astonishing, and this is the first time that large-scale benign mutations caused by a high-concentration magic environment have been discovered.

Finally, it should be emphasized that this plane is on the verge of ecological collapse and is no longer habitable. For historical reasons, it is hereby suggested that the authorities of the Valois Empire: dispatch a large ship as quickly as possible to transfer the residents of this plane in order to prevent the ongoing humanitarian disaster that is likely to accelerate.

(The Magic Guild has been accepted and transferred to the Empire Public Affairs Management Department. It has been accepted and is pending approval.)

\u003e\u003e\u003e[Messy manuscripts of modern magic historians]

Here comes Paul the Great!

The fresh and largest historical research results of this century are right in front of me, and I want to become a subject leader! No, no, no, you must be a full-time employee of the National History Museum to match my achievements!

Thanks to the security personnel on the ship, the resistance of the local spellcasters was easily solved, but to be honest, their strength was shockingly weak, with only two reaching the intermediate level, and there was an extreme lack of magic education.

This area was divided up by thirteen spellcasters. They established an absolutely stable rule by monopolizing water sources, and successfully turned all the people in the territory into their serfs, and only serfs. There is no large-scale industry here, only the simplest mining and handicraft industries exist, and the wizard masters use poor spells to occasionally make some necessary and slightly sophisticated tools.

Each of these witch-lords has "Peng" in their middle names. They claim to be descendants of nobles who fled when the Valois Kingdom turned to the Republic, as well as descendants of mages with noble blood. When these people fled from the main plane, they took away as much material and wealth as possible, and erased the records of the secondary plane teleportation array as much as possible. They didn't expect me to have a copy of the highest level archives of Tower of Stars, haha!

Out of hatred for the new system and the magic guild, the thirteen "nobles" even abandoned the common titles in the main plane. They were very taboo about "mage" and instead called themselves wizards. I suspect the intention was to maintain a reign of terror against the serfs.

What’s even more exciting is that the name of this area is “Sareana”. It’s hard not to think of the “Sareana Mining Company Stock Case”. In fact, I can happily announce that it should This event that triggered a great change was renamed "Gold Mining Scam" with certainty. Yes, there is not a shred of gold left there! All the gold here, whether it is the primary gold mine reported back then, the gold ingots and gold coins later produced by the mining company, or the gold tools passed down by the exiled nobles to this day, all come from the main plane.

Not only that, there is an interesting cave here that even the "Witch Lord" dare not go deep into. They have blocked it and made it a forbidden area. I discovered many valuable names from the records passed down by their fathers and even their ancestors, as well as the foundation of their rule. The special [Water Making Technique] that directly converts magic power into water also points to the most important thing in the history of modern magic. A mage-Rorschach!