Light Spirit Epic Chapter 2622: Cut the darkness in the blink of an eye
Chapter 2622 slashing darkness to the momentary light (four)
Ten minutes later, the teleportation room of the Dawn.
"The transmitter terminal needs to be connected to a 330v, 15A power supply that meets industrial power standards. Please make sure you have enough power at your side." Vivian Bar A storage pocket with a large number of components Tucked into Bedivere's hands, the pocket looks light, but the actual warp inside is actually full of heavy equipment.
"If you can't meet this standard, the additional solar power generation device should be able to come in handy, meow." Saifer also said: "But then it becomes that the portal can only be used during the day, and can't be used at night meow. ."
"That's not a problem, in short, take it over and set it up first." Bedivere replied: "Once the portal is established, it is much easier to carry the equipment there."
"What about moving the equipment... It turns out that the main thing to be moved is the saplings from Seglade." Vivian hummed: "I hope that child's willful will not bring you too much. Big trouble."
Just like what a parent should say. A drop of sweat appeared on Bedivere's forehead.
"In order to protect the safety of the residents over there, some escorts need to be arranged." Bedivere added.
"I'll prepare some golems for them to guard." Vivian said.
"...Is there nothing other than golems?" The werewolf youth asked anxiously: "After all, golems are not absolutely controlled. If someone happens to crack their system, Let them attack people in turn, and the incompetent guys in the city of the dead may not be able to resist."
"But you can't add people to it at will right now, right?" Vivian said sharply: "Hiring guards means that the secrets of the city of the dead are leaked. Unless all the guards you hire are people who can be 100% trusted. And even if you believe them, few would like to have the guards stand guard in that desert for a long time?"
What Vivienne said makes sense, and it's because it makes so much sense that it's a headache.
"You can send people to train the androids over there, give them weapons, so that they can at least protect themselves meow." Saifer interjected: "I don't know the learning ability of androids, after all, they are not orcs meow. But it shouldn't be too difficult to wield a weapon to protect yourself, meow?"
No, it's actually difficult. Bedivere thought, just don't expose it.
It is inherently difficult to teach someone who has never received combat training to learn to fight. Orcs who were born to fight have a strong fighting talent, and they may not be aware of this. But there are humans in the city of the dead, or artificial humans based on humans, and there is an absolute racial gap between them and the orcs.
Bediveville had heard from Arthur and the others before that the descendants of the British knights often began to receive combat training when they were five or six years old, and generally learned to be about ten years old before they were initially qualified to apply what they learned in actual combat; And Bedivere, who was still a child at the time, had just become Arthur's servant not long ago. After learning swordsmanship for about a month, he was able to apply what he learned to actual combat immediately. Even among the orcs, the werewolf Bedivere is not the kind of genius type with a high level of combat savvy, at best it's a mediocre person. It can be seen that the racial gap between humans and orcs is really not a star.
It is not something that can be achieved within a year and a half to teach those androids who don't know how to fight to learn to protect themselves with swords from scratch.
Vivian should also know about this, but she didn't expose her stupid son, just changed the topic and said: "Seglade is not planning to breed a large number of pseudo-dragons in the newly planted magic pine forest over there. Is it? Although the pseudo-dragons look like that, they have a strong sense of protecting their territory. If they can get along with the group of androids, the pseudo-dragons will be their powerful bodyguards."
"Really?" Bedivere remembered the little lizard "Shining Silver" who often clinged to the young Leopard Man Seglade. That guy looked extraordinarily docile and cute, and he couldn't see how much fighting power he had.
Vivian added: "Or you can raise some monsters that are highly compatible with pseudo-dragons there, and let the monsters protect them. I recommend gryphons. The knights of the Knights of the North of Great Britain are very good. I like griffins and have raised a lot."
Seems to be the case. Bedivere blinked. The current head of the Knights of the North, the Celestial Knight Leon Dickens, is King Arthur's father-in-law, and his mount is a handsome platinum griffin. In the previous [Five Kings Battle], the [absolute defense] ability of this griffin gave King Arthur a headache. Queen Greenville's mount also seems to be a pink griffin, and it is related to the platinum griffin of the Grand Duke of Leon Dickens. It belongs to the top species of griffins. It has extremely high intelligence and can speak human words.
Forget the high-end gryphons, just use regular gryphons. Should the griffins, who are already good at defending strongholds, protect the city of the dead? ------What a wonderful proposal.
"But the habitat of the griffins has been a well-protected secret since a long time ago..." Bedivere whispered: "That is to say, it must be reported to the Knights of the Northern Sky. Anyone inquire?"
"You know quite a lot." Vivian smiled suddenly, but she didn't expect that she was testing the werewolf youth when she mentioned the Griffin.
Bedevier smacks her lips.
"In view of your relationship with Arthur, I believe that even if you ask the people of the Northern Sky Knights, they will not reject you." Vivian laughed mischievously: "Be bold and ask how ?"
"Okay." The werewolf youth sighed, feeling a little bit caught in the trap of the woman: "After I send these equipment to the city of the dead, I will go to the Northern Heaven Knights. People will ask."
He jumped on the cavalry, ready to go.
"The transmission beam is ready. Calculate the transmission trajectory. The transmission quality is estimated. The system has been checked and there is no abnormality.------3, 2, 1, launch."
Accompanying Eve's report, a golden light enveloped Bedivere and his cavalry, and instantly launched him. Even if the iron cavalry wrapped in the transmission beam was not flying, it drew a golden arc in the air at a very high speed, pointing directly at the center of the Sahara Desert.
When the teleportation beam sent him to a place that couldn't be farther, Bedivere started the cavalry's engine and accelerated. There is a vast desert around, no storms, and a good view. Bedivere looked around, making sure that no one was following, and then let the iron cavalry move in the direction of the city of the dead.
Transmitting the beam can save Bedivere at least half of the distance, which is much safer and less troublesome than simply flying over with an iron cavalry. Of course, this time he went to set up a portal in the city of the dead. After setting up the portal, Bedivere and others can freely enter and exit between the City of the Dead and the Dawn, and transport the materials bit by bit. This is definitely much more convenient than driving an iron cavalry to run back and forth between two places.
Results arrived in less than half an hour. Bedivere didn't even have time to nap.
"Here." When Bedivere had parked the cavalry, it was Cattelan who came to greet him.
"Is everyone else okay?" Bedivere jumped off the cavalry and asked casually.
"See for yourself." Cattelan pointed to the crowd in the distance.
The situation is not very good. The twelve cyborgs who were kicked out of the Brotherhood were all sitting lazily on the ground, looking gloomy and decadent, which matched the name of the city of the dead too well, but unfortunately it didn't match the excessively bright environment here.
"Are you all idiots? Why are you sitting in the sun. At least find a shady place to rest." Bedivere couldn't help but say.
"You can at least get rid of the bad odor by basking in the sun, hahahaha..." Slinder said with a wry smile as if mocking himself.
"Looks like you still need a lot of counseling for them," Bedivere turned to Cattelan. Decadence is decadence, but these androids have not shown the momentum of committing suicide, but they are still okay.
Catelan already knew she was an android, and probably wouldn't feel this hopeless. But for the other twelve people, all their efforts in the first half of their lives and all their beliefs collapsed at the moment when they were discovered to be artificial humans. It was indeed quite a huge despair. These unfortunate ghosts are all still alive and appearing in front of Bedivere. It is a miracle that they did not seek death.
"Anyway, let's set up the portal first." Bedivere took out his storage pocket and pulled out the manual.
The instructions written by Vivienne are extremely detailed, with every step of the way to install the teleporter, and there are even additional notes for each step--it's as detailed as teaching a child. Or, was Bedivere really treated like a child by Vivian? Always a little annoying. Although it is true that the werewolf youth has not received much formal education and the education level is not high, we can't underestimate him like this, right?
Bediver looked at the manual with blue veins all over his head, and also looked around for a suitable place to place the portal. The requirements are actually not high. It is close enough to the plantation to facilitate the transportation of materials, and it can receive sunlight from the outside world all day long, which is convenient for the operation of the solar power generation device. The ruin that Cattelan mentioned seemed to be quite far from the plantation. Even if there was a power generation device in the ruin, it was not suitable for the portal to be placed there.
"It's good here." Bedivere found an open space. It is clean and fresh away from water sources, and the equipment is not easily damaged by moisture; there is a huge crystal on it, which reflects the sunlight pouring down from the upper layer of the city of the dead all day long, which is perfect for solar power generation.
He takes various parts from his storage pocket and begins to assemble them. Then he paused again, then turned to Cattelan and said, "Here is the instruction manual, which has very detailed assembly steps. Do you have a way to assemble the portal according to the instructions? In addition, there are solar power generation components."
"It shouldn't be a big problem." Cattelan took the manual and glanced at it: "Well, it's very detailed, and it's a bit verbose. Is the person who wrote this manual a primary school teacher? Really treat us like children?"
"Hahaha------" Bedivere grinned, if Vivian heard Cattelan's words, she would probably kill him.
"I'll leave it to you here. Where is the ruin you mentioned? I'll go take a look." The werewolf youth added: "If everything goes well, the ruins may be secured at once, and you can drink it tonight. Have a hot drink and take a hot bath."
"Please don't confuse us with homeless people..." Cattelan also smiled wryly ~IndoMTL.com~ and said to the others: "------Hey guys, don't sit down I'm down there, why don't you help me, the old man, to assemble the teleportation device. And Captain Bedivere is going to go in and explore the ruins, who would like to go with him?"
"Perhaps it would be better for me to explore the ruins alone..." Bedivere said, even considering these incompetent androids a burden.
"No, it's too dangerous for you to explore the unknown environment by yourself. You need to take care of it, or at least find someone to turn on the lights for you." Cattelan insisted, as if she knew something.
He may have briefly explored the ruins and sensed something was wrong within the ruins.
"Okay." The werewolf youth couldn't refuse, so he nodded and agreed: "But I can't guarantee the safety of the entourage. If something happens, the entourage must take care of themselves. If you can't do it, don't follow."
"Sure." Cattelan asked. "Who's going with Captain Bedivere?"
"I'll go with him." The gloomy Slinder replied indifferently.