Chapter 617： Front and rear (2/2)
"I have heard that the South has excavated the fortress of the Gangdiao period...
"I am not surprised by your existence.
"But you made a mistake. The ancient magician, your failure, is not because of technical factors, not because of this route.
"Your failure is because you are not completely rebellious..."
After saying this, the cluster giant retreated two times. It returned to the middle of the cage and sat down in place, no longer accepting any conversation.
Kamal struggled without results and eventually left the lab reluctantly.
Outside the lab, Pitman, a gray robe, and several researchers have been waiting for a long time.
"It told me a few words, but the useful information was barely revealed," Carmel sighed and said to Pitman. "As you have judged before, this "command level" cluster of giants mostly It was transformed from the loyal devotees of the dying of the eternal life, and in this way they maintained control over the clusters of the corps, and the mouth of the mad believer could hardly open."
"As the Crystal Clusters expand, they will sooner or later select new commanders from the supernaturals who accept the transformation. The commander's mouth should be able to open, we don't have to worry," Pitman said, and then seemed to notice the card. Meyer’s mood is a bit different. “What does it say to you? You don’t look too good...”
Carmel was surprised: "Can you see my face?"
"The look can't be seen, the color is quite obvious, it's green now..."
"...nothing big, just a word that the guy said last time made me care a little," Kamal shook his head. "All things will end up being a part of the legacy of the 'rebel' plan. They are continuing this. The gods were created during the planning process, but the cluster giants said they were doing more 'rebellious'... I don't understand what this means."
"Can you be more 'rebellious'?" Pittman picked an eyebrow. Although he was once a member of the event, he obviously didn't understand the gods' plan for the death of all things. "You used to be natural." The graves of God are all planed, the meat is cut, and the blood of the gods is refining the medicine for the people of the country. Can there be more disobedience under the sun? They just created a false god, I don't think you are disobedient..."
"So I can't understand," Kamal said, then shook his head. "What about your side? How is your experiment?"
"After isolating the cluster of infected people from the ordinary people and the 'director', all the experimental bodies showed obvious signs of debilitation and activity stagnation, and the only remaining thinking ability disappeared rapidly, it seems that the lower level cluster infection The spiritual activity of the person must be maintained by the 'commander'..." Pittman spread his hand and sighed. "In short, it is not saved. The variation from the body to the spirit can no longer be reversed. Those who have not yet mutated may only be able to save the infected individual. The infected people who have been sent recently have been in a stable state. The routine treatment of plague and curse is useful to them. I am looking for the most effective purification. Programs, as well as finding the key incentives that cause them to mutate from 'carriers' to 'variants'."
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In the city of Cecil, a spring rain washed away the towering roofs and criss-crossing streets. In the fading skylight, the city is still bustling.
A graceful snake tail climbed the tallest magic net broadcast tower in the city, entwined with the antenna at the top of the radio tower. Tyre’s body clung to the magical body built by the steel. She leaned out and looked away from the distant city. , sweeping the factory floor that is already lit up and running around the clock.
The war is spreading in the far north, and although the land of the Principality of Cecil is still safe, the effects of the war will still permeate all aspects of people's lives. People began to discuss the war in pubs and cafes. Newspapers and commentary articles appeared in the newspapers frequently, and factories have entered the so-called "wartime state" and are operating at an unprecedented efficiency.
Countless war machines lined up to leave the workshop, gears and bearings were not cooled, and they rushed to the front line; the mechanics, physicians and non-commissioned officers who had just graduated from various colleges were full of vigor and vitality, moving towards their respective positions and lives; Not facing the war directly, the commercial operation within the Principality has not been affected at all, but has become more prosperous than ever. This city, which is driven by the power of the magical industry, is so vibrant and so fascinating that even the lazy Tyre can't help but evoke thoughts and evoke some reverie about the hometown of the Kraken.
Tyre doesn't know what the hometown of the Kraken looks like. She was born in the new generation after the Anta Wein was forced to land in this world. After the "Great Crash", the Kraken Empire has declined, and it is no longer brilliant. However, on the teaching machine, on the broken data stored in the memory chip, when the ancient Kraken tells about their distant and vague memories, Tyre heard the description of his hometown more than once.
It is a vibrant world, the ocean covers the entire planet, deep in the deep and gentle waters, the world of the Kraken is prosperous, the machine keeps running around the clock, the artificially controlled city shines on the seabed, the submarine train Between the trench and the ridge, the aircraft jumped out of the water from the deep sea, satellite clusters and orbital facilities surround the planet, overlooking the beautiful water world...
The Krakens may not really go back.
But Tyre’s eyes swept through Cecil, the land-based creatures who had their hometowns and they were building this place with enthusiasm.
Perhaps one day, they will build this place as beautiful as the "beautiful water world."
The lost sea monster gently took a breath, opened his mouth and sang in a low voice.
Invisible power infiltrated in this ethereal song, swaying the magic around, swaying the antenna of the radio tower, swaying the magic net of Cecil - and then through the Cecil - Black Forest - between the magnificent walls Numerous relay towers, shaking the tower of the sentinel, swayed the magnificent wall.
The singing voice rides through the space, crossing the endless storms and the ocean.
In the east of the endless sea, the city of Antalian, the city of the Kraken, which has been bathed in the stars, the night-time listener was surprised to see the strange frequency of the sudden jump out of the communicator.
A moment later, a deep-sea maid swayed the fishtail and swam into the sleeping hall of Queen Petia.
"Your Majesty! The missing Chaoshan master found it. When she returned, she swam back and is now on the western continent!
"She found a human ally there!
“She asked if you want to eat small cookies?”
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