The ideal ark in terra

"Strange.

But Luhill looked at the fluctuating instrument display and said with some surprise: "This shouldn't be! It should be a problem with my machine, but after checking it dozens of times, there is no problem at all."

"But what happened to Master Lucill? "Zumama has just built a large pumping facility and a swimming facility, and the Doolin people who have moved from the ground are now having a lot of fun in that big waterfall.

It's just that this kind of happiness is difficult for Luhill to enjoy, and the active vein that migrated from the earthquake can be said to be a rare observation sample. But Luhill has to use at least 80 drones every day to observe, test, and inspect, and where does that vein have time to play?

What touched Keruhill very much was that her apprentice, who had just been in for less than 20 days, stayed by her side every day without complaint, assisting in the experiment: "Hey, it would be nice if the students I said should all listen to me like you." This

is one of the most common words that Coolhill usually says to himself.

"Master, you look so nervous, what is going on?!" Zu Mama keenly captured the common characteristics of his master, as well as his eldest sister and Gavir: "Is something wrong with our doctor?".

"I don't know if the current situation is really weird, I installed something similar to a medical tracker on the doctor to see the situation of the doctor, because the doctor is special in ore disease, so I want to collect real-time data... But in an instant, the doctor's heartbeat and pulse stopped, and it lasted for more than ten seconds. But Lucill's lips were almost bitten when she said this.

"What? How could this be, who did it? Wait, master, you just said [just now], right? Does that mean the doctor is back to normal now?" said Zumama, who barely wiped the sweat off his forehead at this point.

"That's right, that's it, so I wondered if there was a problem with my machine, but there was no problem at all, so after ruling out all other possibilities, I came to two conclusions. But Lucille said with a list of two fingers.

[The first possibility, and the more probable possibility, is that the doctor suddenly didn't like my medical device and took it off, but after a few dozen seconds, he felt that it was not appropriate to take it off, so he put it back on.

The second, and most dangerous, possibility is that the Doctor had just experienced a biological death, and now he was in some way resurrected.

"But Master, I've seen in some outsiders' newspapers that some people are able to recover after their hearts stop. "Compared to the mortal me, Zumama is more interested in undoubtedly his own modified version of the ugly.

"Master Lucill, look at this new type of large-scale construction machinery designed by myself, I feel very powerful, so I want to come and see your opinion. "

There has always been a sense of foreboding in the heart of the Extreme Realm.

This sense of foreboding came from the place where the Doctor went, his hometown of Iberia.

If Iberia is placed on the entire turbulent Terra stage now, it is estimated that it will only be regarded as a second-rate character, no, the vast majority of second-rate characters will do everything possible to win themselves the qualification to be pawns.

However, the decrepit country that stands on the Iberian Peninsula, no matter how you think about it or look at it, it only has the qualifications to be a chessboard.

This is hard to accept, but it must also be realistic... If there's one thing Iberia can be proud of, it's its knowledge and intimacy with the sea.

In this respect, the Inquisitors and scholars of Iberia are arguably the best in the world of Terra.

However, the Extreme Realm's concern also came from the deep sea, and he had heard his family, his friends, and his friends' families mention countless mysterious legends about the ocean in his childhood.

The wicked liar will peel his flesh little by little in front of everyone, and then turn into a pile of boiled minced meat.

Fur seals that emerge from the ocean will eat all adults and women, leaving babies behind. Let them experience a world that is more terrible than hell.

If you feel something stalking you while driving through the ocean, you can only pray to the gods to bless you.

......

The stories that were true and false one after another were like sharp knives one after another, violently impacting the heart of the extreme realm.

But why

is Extreme Realm worried about the Doctor because of this?

It's because in Extreme Realm's mind, the Doctor himself is a mythical figure.

In the eyes of the Extreme Realm, this is almost an alien god who has gone to his hometown and attracted the attention of the god of his hometown, which will inevitably lead to an unprecedented conflict, and a conflict of that scale will affect everyone in his hometown.

It is very likely that the manifestations and effects of that kind of "god war" will not break out right now... But it will definitely erupt in full force one day in the future, and the impact on the Iberian Peninsula is likely to exceed that of the Great Tranquility.

"I didn't expect someone like you to show such a frightened expression, and it can be regarded as a long time to see me. Feeling like he had lost a lot of face, the Stici canvas came back and said, "But I can explain to you that there is no one in the world who doesn't have his own troubles? You know? I just finished my design discussion with Kutch. Of the voting results for the architectural design, only 30% supported me, and the rest was basically monopolized by Kutch. It has become a sure thing for him to tidy up the makeup of the dying Ideal City, and I, like all previous meetings and all design competitions, have lost again, lost a mess. The

little canvas brother sat down like that, then poured a large glass of boiling water and said, "I have to say that your doctor's suggestion is very good, drinking a glass of boiling water when you are in a bad mood will indeed make your mood better." Don't you have hot water? Do you want me to give you a little bit? I still have a cup here. "

Thank you, little canvas brother, do you people here have faith? I mean there is a religious belief? That is, believe in Abraham or Cain, Siddhartha Gautama, for example, have you people here ever thought about where the world came from? The name

of the person who created the world or the god ..."The little canvas brother bit the rim of the cup with his teeth, pondered it for a while, and then said: " No, the people here have no religion at all, they drink there all day long, and they don't even know how to choose a Dionysian name.

"I see, hey, if it weren't for that active ore vein, you'd always be the happiest people on the land... But.

Welcome to the earthly world, Doolin people. Arctic

clapped his hands on the shoulders of the little brother on canvas and set his eyes on the giant mobile city in the north.

It was Sargon's nearest most powerful military fortress to the south, and if it went south, what would Akahura do to resist?"

"Little Canvas Brother, this next suggestion I am going to make you angry, and it may make your friends and companions angry, but I still have to say... It's not just you doing me a favor, it's a favor to the whole of Akahura, Tiakau, and your Cliff City.

"Don't show such a serious expression, I look a little scared, you should hold your skateboard and talk to me while surfing like you used to." "The canvas kept blowing there, blowing the water to a suitable temperature, and then drank it all in one gulp.

After drinking the water, the little brother on canvas said.

"Do you want me to have you about 7 km to the north, of course, if you can push a little further, so much the better, I want you to build a continuous line of defense there. I wanted that line of defense to have machine gun mounts, artillery batteries, forward and rear positions, lines of communication to the battlefield, trenches, barbed wire, distance rail, open spaces with minefields, lookouts, barracks, hospitals, and drainage ditches.

Of course, after 15 years, you have to find a way to add another rear airfield, and this airfield can't be next to the position, you have to pick a good place to design. "

Ahhh

After a shocking speech, the little canvas brother said: "I have never designed any of these things you think, and the only thing I have really drawn in the design draft is a hypothetical hospital, and it has not yet been built." And where did you get all these ideas? Surely you didn't think of it yourself, let me guess it's the Doctor's book again, isn't it?"

Canvas told a big lie when he was here, and he didn't just design it, he designed it a lot.

"That's right, that's what I saw from the Doctor's post-war reports on some battles, little brother on canvas, I never felt like you were a person who would completely ignore the world's affairs. I can see that you have a certain ambition and some small desires, and you are not willing to be in this small city.

Is that so?"

said Canvas, "No, I'm just trying to get my master Finch back, and if the app says it, it should add a surpass to Cage, no, I've already surpassed him, it's just that the guys who drink all day can't understand my design, and there's the question of whether the minimalism I've carried through to the extreme can be carried forward?"

After saying this, the Stici canvas left, and he ran very fast.

He ran to the top of the canopy of a towering tree, carefully watching for other creatures around him.

After making sure that there was no one, he opened a scroll of paintings that he had been dusting for years.

There are so many things on the canvas that are not superior to their companions, and they have always been regarded as shocking secrets, hidden in their hearts.

Years ago, he had witnessed that battle in Ayinzarut, and that battle had a unique name: the Battle of the Peninsula.

From Ayinzarut to the peninsula, so vast an area, so large, all of them were the battlefields of that battle.

He was recruited as a craftsman by the Sakaz, and it was a humiliating time, he lived like a slave, the Sakaz fed him food and water like a wild dog, and did an infinite amount of mental activity and design.

Before the battle began, many of Sakaz's soldiers had assumed that they had lost.

It was a real purgatory, where the soldiers drank in bunkers hundreds of meters deep, and tortured prisoners of war and local civilians for fun.

There were even quite a few officers on the verge of despair who committed suicide by drinking bullets before the battle began.

He was a slave at the time, and he was always careful to hide from the Sakaz.

Canvas Because of his small and cute appearance, he was very pleasing to some female officers, so he was responsible for not only designing military installations, but also carrying food for other slaves.

It was a very easy job, and the food for a day in a building of 30 people was only the size of a wooden barrel.

What's in there? The canvas never wanted to know.

At one point, the food was finished, but the huge wooden barrel used to hold the food was missing.

Later, the canvas learned that some of the detainees could not stand the humiliation and abuse, filled the bucket with rainwater, and committed suicide.

Later, after escaping, he learned that at the time, both the Victorian media and the Ursas media believed that Traxis was gone.

That would be the last battle for Kazdale.

However, what everyone didn't expect was that before the battle broke out, there was civil strife in the Demon King's camp first... The strange events that followed made him unable to see the nature of the war and the truth of the events.

Nearly half of the people in the Demon King's camp actually defected and joined Trasis at the beginning of the battle.

[This is the strangest war, this is the strangest battle, and the truth behind this event will be the most interesting or wonderful thing in the past 100 years.

This was the assessment made by a war critic at the time.

However, what the canvas holds in his hand is a map of the entire battle lines of the Tracys camp at that time.

In his humble status, he certainly could not have mapped all fronts.

These maps, these materials containing important information, were stolen from Tracys' barracks at the risk of his life.

At that time, he hoped to use this information to help the Tower of Babel, and he hoped that the Tower of Babel would help him avenge him.

He is most likely the only person who knows almost all the ins and outs of the incident.

It is for this reason that although he hates the incident of the Doctor killing the prisoner of war, he still recognizes him, which is a recognition from the depths of his soul.

The Stici canvas was clutching these military maps tightly on a tree at dusk, motionless, as if he were crying.