Release that Witch - Chapter 1173

[Chapter 1147 The Picture Under the Sand]

In the early morning of the next day, when Roland walked out of the bedroom and came to the castle hall, the Taquila witches who had lost the connection raised their elbows to him one after another, offering the highest courtesy of the Federation.

“Good morning, Your Majesty, thank you for your hospitality.”

“Last night was arguably the best experience I’ve had in a hundred years.”

“I will look forward to the next reunion with Dreamland in the decisive battle.”

“…What happened last night?” Anna asked curiously after the God’s Punishment Witch left the castle with a happy and satisfied face.

“A sumptuous high-end banquet.” Roland smiled, and with Tong En’s cooperation, Dodo wiped almost half of the food on the table.

It is also thanks to the fact that a dinner of this scale never counts how much the guests ate, even if it is thrown away, it will be filled with new meals immediately. If it were an ordinary self-service shop, I am afraid that the waiters would have been eyeing it.

After all, according to the consumption rate of the “invisible pocket”, ten mouths are not enough to eat.

“I hear… I’m hungry.” There was a grunt in Anna’s stomach, “When can I eat those things?”

Looking at the expectant blue eyes of the other party, Roland couldn’t help reaching out and touching her head, “In a few years, it will definitely be possible.”

High-end delicacy is mainly reflected in the ingredients. The reason why modern people can enjoy delicacies from mountains and seas from all over the world relies on the well-developed transportation network.

If you want to eat fresh sea urchins from Clear Water Port in Neverwinter, you have to at least double or triple the speed of the river boats.

Of course, even if the technology fails to meet the requirements in a short period of time, as long as the final decision can be made in the decisive battle and the devils are completely driven out of the fertile soil plain, it will be good to take the Seagull to go to various parts of Graycastle for honeymoon and enjoy special food.

Breakfast is the usual egg bread, plus a cup of chaos drink, which is not very tempting for Roland, who also ate and drank a lot in the dreamland.

But thinking that the Taquila witch would still have to rely on high-calorie dry food that looked like wax to supplement his body’s consumption, he still ate everything on the dinner plate.

After breakfast, Anna bid farewell to him quickly and set off for the North Slope Research Office—whether she was in Neverwinter or on the front line, she rarely had time to spare.

In fact, most of the members of the Witch League are like this.

When he returned to the French windows of the office, he could see familiar figures passing by in the vestibule from time to time. The witches had fully integrated into the city and were working with ordinary people to create the future they wanted.

At this moment, Nightingale opened the door and walked in.

“A letter from the Daqing Port Garrison.” She put a thick paper bag on the desk, “I saw Sean holding this when I was downstairs, so I brought it here.”

“So heavy?” Roland picked up the paper knife.

“It should have been shipped by sea.” Nightingale walked behind him and took out a bag of dried fish in honey sauce from the drawer. “I have checked it and found nothing unusual.”

Roland opened the paper bag and poured out the contents – in addition to the letter paper and a stack of sketches, there were also several sealed bags of “rocks”.

From the appearance point of view, it is basically similar to the samples presented by Rex last time.

He quickly scanned the contents of the letter, and couldn’t help frowning.

The report of the First Army made him startled. The so-called ancient ruins are not just small squares of seabed caves, but the normal state all over the cape!

After receiving his order, the Daqing Port Garrison immediately took action. According to the instructions of Simbadi from Mojin, they planted a large amount of explosives above the sea cave, blowing up the entire roof of the cave.

The irritated iron-clad giant scorpion broke out of the ground, and then was surrounded by several machine gun squads and mortar squads on the uncovered sand. Before climbing ten steps, it was beaten into a hornet’s nest.

This result is not unexpected. What really surprised people was the subsequent clean-up and exploration work.

Measurements by the engineering team showed that the explosives caused the ground to sink in varying shades of hundreds of meters, far exceeding the expected effect of the explosives.

From the attached hand drawing, he saw that the huge sand surface formed a downward slope, as if the entire land had collapsed.

Afterwards, the First Army carried out multiple blasts and organized manpower to move sand and dig holes. Finally, sixteen exploration points where “stickman relics” could be excavated were found near Daqing Port. If they were connected into a line, The range covered is enough to hold seven or eight seaports.

Due to limited manpower, the sand people only cleared three caves in a month, but the results they obtained were surprisingly similar—they were all covered with “stone monuments” with a thickness of five to ten meters under the desert. “Wall”, but in places not filled with steles, you can see clusters of spiky green grass.

After flipping through the vivid hand-painted scenes, Roland couldn’t help falling into silence.

The first thing to admit is that this is excellent news.

If stone tablets are exploited as resources, the more reserves the better. Now that the finalization of tracer bullets has been completed, with this news, mass production is guaranteed.

What’s more, there must be more than one use for this strange piezoelectric silicide. All he can think of now are pressure gauges, lighters, quartz clocks, etc…

There is also an imitation of the ritual Rubik’s Cube—although the survey results show that the number of radioactive relics is far less than that of the stick figures, it is not a big problem to make up a bunch of Rubik’s Cubes. For example, the samples sent back this time can almost satisfy Celine. research needs.

But the content hidden under the report makes people shudder.

Just near Daqing Port, so many “stone tablets” have been discovered, how many stone tablets will there be under the entire Endless Cape?

If you regard them as the remains of silicon-based organisms, the greater the number, the more tragic the genocide.

Moreover, the soil structure of the three collapsed openings is almost the same, indicating that they should have been formed in the same period.

An unbelievable picture gradually formed in Roland’s mind.

Perhaps the desertification in the extreme south was not caused by lack of water, and Yinchuan was not an underground river from the beginning. It used to be lush and lush, no different from other places in the mainland.

Until the war continues here.

An astonishing number of stick figures were killed by the radioactive tribe, and the corpses spread all the way, covering the entire land.

This can be confirmed from the murals of the Temple of the Damned. The Radiant Race finally captured the relics of the gods and won the war.

The key lies in the end of the battle of divine will.

The corpses of silicon-based life will not decay as quickly as carbon-based, and will be turned into nutrients in the soil, thus returning to the cycle of the biosphere.

UU Reading www.sonicmtl.com Layer after layer of shells are stacked on the grass, and the thickness may be higher than several floors of buildings.

The river was blocked, the forest was overwhelmed, and most plants lost their living space. Only vines could climb up the gaps to absorb the precious sunlight.

The ecology of the extreme south was completely destroyed.

But nature is always full of tolerance.

Whether it is organic or inorganic, it will eventually become part of the world.

After hundreds of years, the uppermost shell gradually weathered and became sand, and then scattered down layer by layer.

They move with the wind until all holes are filled.

During this process, the vines growing in the cracks died one after another, and only the large-scale open space that was not suppressed by the stickman would have plants survived – a large number of them resisted the erosion of wind and sand, and dissipated the gravel. back to dirt.

Another hundreds, even thousands of years of evolution.

Countless corpses on the upper layer piled up little by little to form a desert. They isolated the corpses on the lower layer from the sea breeze, and piled up the original coastline by more than ten meters.

The flow effect of the sand dunes keeps the pressure on the lower part in a state of constant change. The stele glows, goes out, glows, and goes out. This extremely long alternation cannot guarantee the diversity of plants, but it allows some grasses with a long growth cycle to survive.

As for those open spaces, they became the oasis of Yinchuan and raised the people of Mo Jinsha.

In other words, the current Iron Sand City and Daqing Port are built on weathered corpses…

This scene made Roland shudder.

He even hoped that he had guessed the wrong direction.

If the battle of divine will really had no end, how many victims would there be in this world?

Under the earth, in the depths of the sea…

I am afraid that there is no area that has not been soaked in blood.

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