Steel steam and flame

Sawyer deeply agreed with this. He hesitated, but still said: "Compared to Cassia and the people around him, Li Suman has a much easier time. The price you pay is just to endure her bad taste." character."

"Can you handle it? Good luck to you then!"

Sawyer was helpless, "I haven't finished speaking yet!"

"I will definitely not participate." Aquinas showed his temperament as the head of the Imperial Parliament, as if he was finalizing the final result in a long quarrel and discussion.

"I'm not finished yet!" Sawyer couldn't help repeating this sentence, and he took a breath, "Some high-level surgeons in the Empire Alliance know Li Suman's bad taste and character. I will definitely investigate this. , and also deeply understand that when she becomes a six-stage life form, this situation will only get worse and will not go in the direction that most people hope for.”

"But! There are prerequisites for deepening the connection with her. That is, she is still under the supervision of others and can suppress her personality and bad taste. Currently, she is under the supervision of the crazy girl and Pekinz and others. Restraint, don’t overdo some things, and don’t show your character as you want.”

"And in the future, assuming that we have passed the third general, then this restriction will definitely still exist. The crazy girl and Mr. Perkins will still play a role in restraint, and maybe the effect will be even more powerful. Moreover, by then At that time, the grown-up Cassia will be the final center. He will also suppress Lisuman."

Aquinas sighed, "Where did you hear something? About the relationship between Lisuman and Cassia?"

Sawyer pretended not to hear and looked around. Then he looked Aquinas in the eye and said, "Can't say."

"It's good that you know." Aquinas knew what the answer was. "In short, due to personal reasons, I absolutely don't want to have anything to do with Li Suman. I neither support nor object to your decision. I can only remind you—— If we really surpass the third general, there will be a very comfortable period of peace in the future. There is no need to worry about the return of Cassia and Miss Eleanor as the leader. No matter what, the two of them will never allow this to happen. Even if you don’t believe in Macquarie, please believe in Cassia or Miss Eleanor!”

"Thank you, old friend!" Sawyer smiled. What he wanted to hear, as long as he didn't object, was what he wanted.

He looked up at the sky and was surprised for a moment: "Aquinas, the sky has changed!"

With the Blanco Mountains as the center point, the thin clouds are gradually disintegrating. Bundles of light red light beams of different sizes fell down one after another, slowly opening like an irregular curtain torn apart, and expanding outward like a ring, making the shadow of the Blanco Mountains disappear, leaving the mountains black and red. The alternate colors shine more and more. At the same time, spots of light of different shapes were spread around the distant mountains, and the moist earth seemed to be returning to life.

"The Holy Mountain in the history of Holy Emperor Hall's theology is just like this before our eyes." Sawyer lamented, "We seem to have missed too many things. If the Small World Tree could grow throughout the empire earlier, What will it be like?”

"It's better to think about the world tree in ancient history before it collapsed. We are already swimming in the starry sky." Aquinas said with a comfortable mood, "But I prefer to witness the history that is being created in this era. . Because my name will be left behind, even if it is just passed by."

"I like it too." Sawyer agreed.

"Go over and take a look?"

"Well,...that's what I had in mind." Aquinas just spoke, but Sawyer had already jumped down.

"Is the elevator just a decoration?" Aquinas looked back at the protective door of the elevator and then at Sawyer, who was in free fall. He sighed in trouble and jumped off the tall building, "Wait for me!"

,,,,,,

Groat was not like the people around him. The pressure of planting the first Small World Tree was all on him.

The rhizome of the Small World Tree was as expected, and was smoothly connected to the rhizome network of the Ancient Historical World Tree. In just a few seconds, the connected main rhizomes of the Small World Tree accumulated and expanded, surpassing the main trunk on the ground for a while. He could "see" the intense pollution rushing toward the Little World Tree along the rhizomes in an instant, while the connected rhizomes were decaying and decaying at a speed visible to the naked eye, almost turning into mud.

But flame-like lines suddenly shone on the rhizome, and then, the stimulated green lines lit up together. With the coordinated cooperation between the two, the main rhizome of the Little World Tree cycles between rapid rebirth and decay, purifying the incoming pollution and turning it into pure energy material to feed its growth.

But this was only the first step. For a few minutes, Grote's spirit was fixed on the short distance where the roots and stems were connected to each other, and he continued to observe whether the cycle of new life and decay was established normally.

The captured data is being calculated in Grote's head through the model that has been prepared.

It seemed like a good result, but Grote wasn't satisfied. So he took out the communicator from the pocket on his waist and waited for nearly more than a minute before the contact was connected.

"It didn't turn out well." He sighed in a low voice.

On the other end was Pekinz, who seemed to be reading a book. There was a sound of turning the pages of a book: "You are just jealous and regretful. Don't make these boring excuses! Who told you not to carry the bucket yourself to collect the blood. It doesn't happen now. If you have a chance, you won’t be able to see through my buckets of blood, right?”

"I am talking to you about a very serious matter now." Grote completely ignored what Perkins said, "The establishment of circulation is not perfect, and blood is urgently needed to remedy it!"

"No time!" Pekinz replied, "Cassia is right there, and he doesn't weigh much anymore. Why don't you find someone to carry him to the Blanco Mountains and throw him directly to the Little World Tree? How much do you want? Put as much as you can!”

"You carry it. You run faster and no one can catch you!"

Perkinz wanted to cut off contact: "I'm over a thousand years old. I'm old enough that my body can go through several natural cycles as fertilizer. If I can't carry Cassia, find someone else."

"The circulation is really not perfect!" Grote emphasized, "Hurry up and bring a bucket of blood."

"One bucket!"

"You can take an Ultra Alloy bowl, take out one bowl, and bring the rest over."

"Half a barrel." Perkinz did not relent.

"Two bowls." Grote said, "I remember Miss Eleanor is coming back. Anyway, I only put in a few test tubes, and I have nothing to lose." He whistled, "Ah, nothing Being carefree is true relaxation and freedom.”

",,," Perkinz didn't speak for a while. After more than ten seconds, the communicator remembered his voice, "Three bowls."

"Deal!" Grote smiled, "Hurry up."