Steel steam and flame

Sitting on the wreckage of the battleship, Cassia recalled several dreams and visions she had seen. In addition to being a large communication machine that connects the entire world, the root network of the World Tree also has the function of image transmission regardless of distance. It seems to be another independent space, like a dark world hidden under the ordinary world. They have different properties, like the front and back of a mirror.

Is the root network of the World Tree a mirror image of the current world? Or is it more akin to the spiritual world? In the dream, the giant whale and the third general who once appeared can use their own power. But in the illusion, what exists is only an image and cannot cause substantial damage.

Or perhaps, I am not yet clear about the nature of the two, which is why I am unable to analyze the results.

Perkinz's unusual emphasis on the root network may indicate that it is more inclined to the spiritual world. If you control the root network, does it mean you can get help from the remaining power of the ancient historical World Tree?

Cassia didn't think for long. Combining her current situation, Cassia came to a rough conclusion - the world's root network. Its essence may be a huge spiritual world left by the ancient historical World Tree. Because the rhizome is still under the ground, the spiritual world has something to rely on. It was as if he was inhabiting Sisia's body.

However, there is a deviation, because both Perkins and other forces have been searching for an accurate answer to whether the ancient historical World Tree is still alive. Cassia can only judge what they think is "alive". It is very likely that after the spiritual world of the ancient historical World Tree was impacted when the six red stars came last time, there were two indeterminate results.

Is it that World Tree, like me for more than two years, fell into a deep sleep from which it is impossible to wake up, and can only wait silently for death? Or did it indeed enter the huge whirlpool in the sky when the six red stars came, and became a so-called god and left? . And all that's left behind is a shell of what it was before it became a god?

Or is this a function of the ancient historical world tree itself? Just like a certain kind of machine, if the main trunk above the ground falls, it will not completely destroy the operation of this function, but only slightly weaken it.

Thinking finally stopped here, the truth that Perkins and all the forces on the Three-Phase Continent longed for, Cassia did not think that he could successfully get the answer without any information to refer to.

Returning to the analysis machine and sitting down, he continued the analysis of the energy optical flow network. With Xicia as a reference, he felt that the progress of 56% could be pushed to 60% in the past few days. Before establishing a good relationship with the lighting organization, he knew that all he could do now was to seize the time as much as possible to reach the limits of analysis.

At seven o'clock in the morning, under the dim winter sky, a group of three people, including Perkinz, Hillary, and Sicia, and Cassia, who took her spiritual body with her, left the city in a rented limo and first went to the promised destination. The location of the location.

It has not yet reached the month mentioned in the letter, but Cassia believes in Delya's efficiency, and also believes that she, who was once a sincere and good person, will reap more and more rewards at this moment and in the future. In addition, stopping by is one of the reasons why I go there to check it out.

The four-hour journey passed in near silence. As the driver, Hilary Riley didn't want to talk, while Perkinz was thinking about the details that needed to be paid attention to when she saw Li Suman in the afternoon - she also had two five-stage surgeries, Trivecon and Adolf, with her, so she needed to Think about how to respond in advance.

As for Sisia, she never said a word until the three of them walked secretly through the lush wasteland in front of the ruins. She had no so-called acquaintances with Hillary or Perkins. Since Cassia revealed her identity, Hilary has never approached her again.

In the ruins, Sicia walked very carefully according to Cassia's instructions without leaving any traces. It looked like a several-ton block of concrete, and she was pretty sure she heard a sigh coming from her head.

"The place you retain in your heart has indeed become your identity." When the stainless steel box under the concrete block was opened, and the faint fluorescent green coated the surroundings with a thin film that seemed to be there, Peckinz looked at it. Xiang Xixia agreed, "That is a precious thing in the world of surgeons. I hope it will have greater value in the future."

"The quantity is enough." He picked up the thumb-sized bottle and observed it. When he put it in his pocket, all the fluorescent green color naturally converged and no longer leaked.

Then he looked at two other items in the stainless steel box—a square block of concrete, as solid as metal, and a stack of compacted paper. Hilary was putting it away and putting it into the prepared backpack. When putting the stainless steel box back in place, Sissia took out the new letter she wrote last night and put it in the box.

"The traces around were probably left a few days ago." Hillary gave the information she observed. "Under the search of a large force, this is a very good action. Or as Mr. Milius said, you The special system has played an unexpected role."

"Perhaps they are all." Sicia imitated Cassia's sighing voice, "He said that the stack of compacted papers is the current situation of various forces in the empire, and is for Miss Hilary. The concrete block is a late arrival. New Year’s gift to help accelerate plans.”

"I'm curious about the specific amount you have on hand." Hillary asked as she walked towards the place where the limo was parked. "The size of the number can increase my confidence later."

"You should be able to become a very confident person if it really increases confidence."

"In that case, thank you very much."

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Whether it's fashion magazines or newly purchased clothes, my strong interest in them weakens without any warning or reason in just one day, half a day to be precise, or three or four hours, until it disappears. Along with the leisurely and relaxed mood, inexplicable irritability began to appear.

Li Suman was sure that this was the first time she had encountered such a situation. In the past, she would only feel bored and had nothing specific to do. But now, this feeling has affected her.

She continuously flipped through several issues of magazines that she thought would appeal to her, and took out a few items she liked from the piles of clothes in the living room. Still, she could not save her interest that had completely disappeared, and she had been in a good mood recently. .

After getting up and walking around the living room several times, she finally sat down and looked at the statue-like General Pullman and Adolf with their eyes closed by the wall.

The two of them definitely couldn't sleep. When their eyes fell on him, they secretly said "Sure" in their hearts. Because they had noticed something was wrong with Li Suman since early in the morning. Although I prayed that Li Suman would not find out too early and leave them with a little rare peace, the arrival of this look was completely expected, but the time was much earlier.

"It's too boring to stay here. If we go outside for a walk, we might be able to meet someone who wants to find us and save time waiting." Li Suman said as she opened the door and waited for the two of them. In response, he went straight to the corridor and said, "I'll wait for you at the door of the hotel."

After a few seconds, General Pullman sighed and tried to comfort himself: "You'll get used to it, you'll get used to it."

"Mr. Adolf, don't pretend to sleep. Even if you become a corpse, I will carry you on my back and come with me to accompany Lisa." General Pullman went to the door and looked at Adolf, who was lying on the chair with dull eyes. The vicious tone suddenly softened, "At least don't leave me alone."