In this world, all living beings are trapped in a dark room. The room is decorated with mirrors as big as sesame. There is an invisible human-eating beast traveling back and forth in the dark. The eyes and ears of mortals cannot see or hear the traces and movements of this beast. Only those special mirrors can occasionally reflect the scales and claws of the beast. In these reflections, mortals may seize the opportunity to find the only way to survive before being swallowed.

Unfortunately, those mirrors are too small and far away, and the feet of sentient beings are trapped in place. Ordinary people cannot see the blurred and subtle reflections clearly. Therefore, if they want to capture the traces of the beast, mortals must rely on the demon tide observation device, but now there is a biggest problem: this device is not so easy to build.

Listening to Rebecca's words, Hetty fell into a short silence.

She knew that fighting the magic wave was actually not just an observation device, but more importantly, the "protection system". However, if the protection system is to take effect, the parameters obtained by the observation device are necessary prerequisites. According to the ancestor's "step by step", no matter how the problem of the protection system is solved later, this observation device must be built in advance.

After a long time, she raised her head and looked into Rebecca's eyes: "With our current technology, is it completely impossible to build this 'revital focus'?"

"It is not entirely impossible that the probability of success is very low," Rebecca said carefully. "With our current cutting-edge energy matrix technology, coupled with the previous energy purification experience accumulated in the "gate" plan, we can barely reach the energy level required for the moment of ignition at the focal point, but it is only meeting the ignition standard. How to maintain its stable operation and maintain the special space-time structure inside the focal point is still a problem. And..."

Herty's expression was calm: "And what?"

"The probability of the starting focus being out of control is extremely high, because the entire system will be barely started at that time, and many technical parameters will not meet the standards. The safety of this thing will be quite worrying. We are equivalent to using all humans to create an energy that we cannot control at all, and then connect it to a machine that has only a little understanding of the principle, and expect it to run stably for several months or even longer. Once this thing explodes, it is not as simple as a "bang" in the laboratory."

Hetty suddenly felt a stern look in his heart as he looked at the solemn and serious expression on Rebecca's face.

Even this stupid roe deer is so nervous because of the probability of failure and possible consequences of the project. The terrible consequences of this thing are definitely beyond the imagination of ordinary people. You should know that Rebecca can usually rub a fireball as big as the city gate with a smile on her face!

Rebecca vaguely felt that the aunt looked at her with a strange look, but with her emotional intelligence, it was difficult to guess why the other person's eyes were strange in a short time, so she immediately ignored the little doubt in her heart and continued: "In addition... whether it can be done or not, we must try our best to ensure that this observation device can succeed in one go. It is very large, and we may not have enough time and resources to 'trial and error'..."

"I want to hear your plan," Hetty interrupted Rebecca's words, looking at the other party with a serious expression, "I know you. When you come to me to report a technical difficulty, you probably already have some kind of bold solution. This time I don't care about the feasibility of your plan. You first talk about what you plan to do."

Rebecca opened her mouth. She was really not used to her aunt's current attitude, but after thinking for a while, she nodded: "I have an idea... I just don't know whether the ancestors and Miss Veronica agree."

Speaking of this, she thought about it again, and then spoke cautiously: "The energy of the Deep Blue Well should be good. I looked at the data provided by Miss Veronica before. The natural magic source can be used to ignite the ignition of the focal point, but..."

"Just what?" Herty frowned, "Don't speak so rudely, just talk about your own plan, I won't hit you because of this."

As soon as he heard this, Rebecca's words suddenly became smooth: "But the current scale of the Dark Blue Well is not large enough. It is mainly because it is only possible to rely on a main channel crack to supply energy. It is necessary to expand a few more cracks. I have calculated that we only need to explode a little based on the current Dark Blue Well... The Dawn of the World is probably the same as a volley with a supercritical accelerator... Aunt? Are you okay? Aunt, you are not very good!"

Hetty covered her chest and relaxed for a long time before she breathed evenly. She felt careless on the spot. She should have photographed herself with mechanized mind, cold thinking and calmness the moment Rebecca entered the house, and put two bottles of quick-acting resuscitation mixture on her hand. This has been a few years. Why did Rebecca's lethality not only did not restrain as she grew older, but instead increased with the amount of imperial military equipment?

With her brainstorming, how could she follow the power of the main gun?

Hetty's mind flashed countless murmurings in an instant, but his aunt's majesty was still maintained on her face. She tried to hold a gentle and kind smile and looked at Rebecca's eyes: "Do you know how the Gondor Empire was completed back then?"

"I know, the Deep Blue Well exploded, but my plan is different from that!" Rebecca immediately explained, "I am under control, not to detonate the entire Deep Blue Well, but to open more cracks in the network channel and 'driving' more deep blue veins into the material world. It is equivalent to digging a few small holes in the barrier outside the network channel. You see, the Deep Blue Internet Channel itself is there, in the gap between the material world and the deep boundary. We drilled a few holes without destroying the veins itself. Moreover, for the entire planetary power system, this little energy drainage will not affect the operation of the entire network channel..."

"You... let me slow down first." Hetty had to raise his hand and wave it. She took a light breath and her eyes fell on the pile of documents on the table again. The dense notes and drawings seemed to suddenly turn into layers of dizzying vortexes and abysses. She stared at them, as if she was watching the stormy future of the world.

However, no matter whether she wants it or not, the future will come sooner or later.

"I will read all the information you sent tonight and submit it to my ancestors for review tomorrow morning," she slowly calmed down with a hint of helplessness. "This kind of thing...is probably not the scope of our country that can make decisions without making any decisions."

Rebecca nodded: "Oh, then you can watch first, I'll leave first while it's not too late, I have to go to the alchemy laboratory..."

Hetty was a little confused: "What are you doing when you go to the alchemy laboratory so late?"

"Go and find some herbs," Rebecca smiled like a flower. "Cook some brain-enhancing herb soup for my ancestors early tomorrow morning... Did you forget what you said just now?"

Hetty: “…”

...

After breakfast the next day, Gao Wen had just arrived at the study and saw a lot of documents sent by Hetty and the circle around the other person's eye sockets was obviously not the dark circles drawn.

After browsing the content of the file and listening to Hetty recounting Rebecca's "solution" like thunder that day, he instantly understood how the other party's serious dark circles came about.

"...When I heard that she chose to use the Deep Blue Well to solve the problem of ignition energy in the focus, I just thought it was a bold but creative solution," Herty sighed. She noticed that Gao Wen's expression was very subtle. Obviously, even the knowledgeable and broad-minded ancestor was shocked after hearing Rebecca's plan. "But later when I heard her 'renovation' plan for Deep Blue Well, I almost thought there was something wrong with her mind."

After a long time, Gao Wen put down the documents in his hand, accompanied by a long sigh: "... She didn't have any brain problems, she always thought about this."

"What about you?" Herty paid attention to Gao Wen's expression change. "Are we really going to adopt this bold and almost crazy solution? By bombing the deep blue well, 'drilling' an energy matrix on the surface of the planet, and then building a magic wave observation device on this energy matrix? Although Rebecca calls this "precision explosion" in the solution..."

Gao Wen pondered for a moment and said slowly: "But we have to admit that in theory, this process is reasonable and feasible."

"...I don't want to admit the rationality of this process at all," Hetty said in a tangled tone. "We really have no choice but to this extent, to do such a risky move...Rebecca has not given the specific risk probability of this plan, but just a rough estimate, I can't fall asleep almost all night."

"Maybe we just have no choice to this level," Gao Wen looked at Hetty's eyes, but then changed the subject, "but this is just an 'alternative'. This is about the fate of the whole world, and we cannot make decisions ourselves, and no matter how smart Rebecca is, she and her technical team have their own vision."

He paused and continued, "We need to discuss this with other members of the alliance, especially to ask the Ophelia Matrix for their opinions. After all, the Deep Blue Well has a special international position and we set our own rules that even the Cecil Empire cannot mess around in the Talash Plain. There are smart people in other countries, and they are also studying the materials sent by the Neuis. Perhaps... some of them can think of better alternatives."

Listening to Gao Wen's steady and powerful words, Hetty nodded slowly. His impetuous mood since last night has calmed down little by little. The high blood pressure that has calmed down together cannot help but sigh. It is a lucky thing to have reached her own position and at this time, there is still a reliable elder behind her back who can rely on.

At this moment, a sound of footsteps suddenly came from the corridor outside the study, and then the thick oak door was pushed open from outside. Rebecca walked in with a large pot of steaming and strange smell of medicine soup. The bright and pleasant sound of the Empire shot put sprinkled into the room like the first ray of sunshine in the morning: "Sir, I have made soup for you... Ah, Aunt, you are here too!"

"Cook the soup?" Gao Wen looked at the pot of dark and unknown liquid in Rebecca's hand in a confused look. He saw that there were still unfiltered herbal leaves floating on the thing, "What's this?"

"The herbal soup for brain-tonifying," Rebecca looked brilliant, "Aunt said that your brain may not work well after being too stressed recently. Let me get you some brain-tonifying things."

Gao Wen turned his head slowly: "…Herty?"

Hetty felt that his blood pressure had just dropped to the top.

Gao Wenze looked back at Rebecca and saw that the girl's smile was still bright, as bright as if the first ray of nuclear explosion that sprinkled into the room in the morning...

...

The wheels of the cart crushed the stone pavement in the garden, and the slight creaking sound seemed soothing and peaceful in this quiet morning. The cold wind in early winter blew across the courtyard, causing the corners of the maid's clothes to float slightly. Betty couldn't help but sneeze, then rubbed his nose, looked up at the flower bed not far away where there were no flowers in bloom: "Winter is here... I was still fighting at this time last year."

A gentle and gentle voice came from the cart in her hand: "Did you have a cold?"

"No, it's just that the cold wind blows over and your nose is a little itchy," Betty immediately shook his head, and said with a smile at the golden dome supported by a special bracket on the cart, and then reached out to tuck the quilt surrounding the golden dome. "It's you, there's a little wind in the garden, aren't you cold?"

"... Actually, I don't need to wrap these things at all," the sound from the golden dome was a little helpless, "I won't be hurt if you put me in the Arctic ice or volcanic magma..."

"That's different!" Betty shook his head with a serious face, "The legendary strong men are not afraid of cold or heat, but they still have to wear clothes when they go out..."

Golden Dome: "…you are right."

The former God of the Dragon Clan helped to accept the "arrangement" of a little maid who was not very smart, and allowed Betty to push her to the center of the garden. This scene seemed extremely strange to anyone. Betty, the headmaid of the Palace of Cecil, pushed a modified trolley. There was a quilt piled on the trolley, and a golden dome emitting a glimmer of light was wrapped in the quilt. The two "people" were still walking and chatting in the garden...

However, for the attendants and guards working in the garden, this kind of scene is no longer surprising.

The head maid would push the trolley out every now and then bring "Ms. Egg" to bask in the sun.

Most of the attendants and guards did not know the true origin of the golden dome, but this did not prevent them from gradually getting familiar with the existence of this special "royal guest" and establishing a friendly relationship with each other.

"Unknown to me, you have been taking care of me for a long time..."

The golden dome on the trolley suddenly opened its mouth, with a sigh in his voice.

"It seems," Betty thought for a while, recalling his experience of getting along with this "Ms. Enya", with a smile on his face, "But for you, this shouldn't be too long, I heard from His Majesty that you have lived for a long time..."

"No, I decided to start counting the days when I was born in this posture. I am two years old this year," Enya said casually, "a new beginning, a new life will be more interesting."

Betty was a little stunned: "...can this be calculated?"

"That's what you can count."

"oh."

Betty gave up her overly complicated thinking, pushed the cart to the best sunny place in the garden, squinted her eyes and looked at the sky, enjoying the rare leisure of the day.

And at this moment, she saw a window on the second floor and a figure near the window.

It was the room covered with blue velvet carpet, and it was Gao Wen's study.

"... His Highness Rebecca seems to have been scolded again," Betty carefully identified and said to Enya in a low voice, "I saw her standing next to the window..."

"Maybe you've gotten into trouble again." Enya's voice was smiling.

"But His Highness Hetty seems to be standing by the side..."
Chapter completed!