Dark Mountains, the highest point observatory.

The telescope group pointing to the magnificent wall adjusted a tiny angle. The sky-transmitting light curtain in the distance reflected a hazy ripples on the camera. Under the background of the light curtain, a thin layer of mist floated over the vast black forest and corrupt plains, and the mist evaporated, like a layer of changing illusion.

The tall monitor turned around and reported to Gao Wenhui who was standing behind him: "The brightness of the Magnificent Wall is normal, and the signs of overload have been confirmed to subside."

Heti and Amber were also at the scene. The former was standing beside Gao Wen at this moment, but the latter had already crawled behind the telescope curiously, looking at the barrier in the distance through the lens group. Listening to the surveillance monitor's report, Amber also shouted: "It looks like it's really back to normal!!"

"The barrier has been restored for more than 48 hours, and there has been no sign of overload during this period," Hetty looked at Gao Wen. "The strange howling sound has disappeared from the ancestors. It seems that the wall has been restored."

"Restore? It will not recover, it will only decline continuously, and now it will only calm down temporarily." Although Gao Wen was also relieved, he dared not be as optimistic as Hetty. "Repairing the magnificent wall is almost impossible for all countries today, and even for the elves... I doubt that they still have the ability to create a new sentinel tower now. Now this barrier is temporarily held up. Perhaps the elves have tried some special means to restart the key system, but the overall decline and damage of the system is an irreversible fact."

Gao Wen said calmly, the memory from Gao Wen Cecil showed him this cold fact. According to Gao Wen Cecil's memory, long before the elves completed the last Sentinel Tower, the elves magicians responsible for the design of the barrier warned the heads of human countries that the barrier was built using the "ancient relics" of the elves. Its core components are almost no longer copied, and once damaged, they cannot be replaced.

Over the past seven hundred years, this barrier has been like a scarred ship. It has sailed on a sea full of storms. There is no spare parts, no retreat, and there is no port on the vast ocean that can make it dock and repair. It can only age and damage. The engineers have patched one after another on its about to stop the engine and the cracked shell, but it is only delaying its sinking.

Everyone knows this fact when the people who built the barrier and those who have experienced the second pioneering. However, no one expected that until the barrier is at its limit, people still could not find a way to completely solve the demon tide. The pollution in the wasteland of Gondor did not completely disappear. People did not even expect that this barrier built by various countries might not be able to survive even the first thousand years.

And what's worse is...humans, this race with a short lifespan, complex and changeable lifespan, may have forgotten what kind of doomsday is locked in this wall.

"Continue to monitor and release the alarm twenty-four hours later," Gao Wen made his final decision. "This observation station is set as a key station, and adds a shift to monitor the movements of the grand wall in the future."

Hetty lowered his head deeply: "Yes."

No matter what, life still needs to be lived.

After returning to the lord's mansion, Gao Wen walked into the study, took out one from a pile of letter paper, and began to write a handwritten letter.

Amber leaned over and took a look, "What are you writing?"

Gao Wen couldn't help but glance at the half-elf who was unconscious and ruled: "Can you have some discipline? Although you are familiar with me, this is still written by the lord. Is there anyone who came here to see it directly..."

Amber waved his hand carelessly: "Hey, I don't know you yet. If this is really a secret letter that I won't show, you'd already beat me on the wall..."

Gao Wen: "…"

Why do you feel that this guy is quite proud of being shot on the wall? Are you proud of resisting beating like Rebecca?

At this time, Amber had already seen the beginning of the letter written by Gao Wen. The goose raised her eyebrows and made a surprised voice: "Ah, what was written to Saint Sunil?"

Gao Wentou didn't raise his head: "There is something unusual in the magnificent wall, I must remind them."

Amber's face looked strange. She hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but say, "Do you think they will listen to you? They didn't react much after you reminded them. This time they were in a state of turmoil. I'm afraid no one cares about the sounds coming from the south."

It is true that Cecil just had a big business with the Kingdom Army, and the resurrected Cecil family has actually returned to the stage of Ansu's power, but the "inertia" of the aristocratic circle is a very terrible thing. Will they really care about Gao Wen's reminder?

Before the fire broke out on his head, every nobleman thought he was the safest. This was their nature, which was determined by the fact that the system of feudal division and separatism.

The rise of the Cecil family may make them pay more attention to the every move of Gao Wen, the real-power duke, but this "attention" is more of a kind of vigilance, which does not mean that they will also attach importance to what Gao Wen issued. It is better to say that it is because the Cecil family has risen and because Cecil reunified the southern border that they will be more afraid and more wary of any warnings issued by Gao Wen to them. They will only imagine a lot of conspiracy theories out of thin air in these warnings.

"To be honest, I didn't expect them to care about this," Gao Wen shook his head when he heard Amber's words, "but it's my responsibility and I am the Duke of Guardian."

His letter was to fulfill his responsibilities and fulfill his obligations to inherit Gowen Cecil's body, but there was another reason he did not say: he wanted to ensure that all his future actions would be as tainted as possible, and he could not leave any excuse for future opponents to attack him.

Amber looked at Gao Wen with a strange look. She felt that she really couldn't understand the old Zongzi's thoughts, but it didn't matter. This guy was full of strange thoughts, and there were not many people who could understand them.

If she had slept in the coffin for seven hundred years, her head would probably be even worse than Gao Wen.

Gao Wen wrote the letter, carefully encapsulated it in the paint cylinder, and sealed it with fire paint, and then handed it to Amber standing beside him: "Send someone to send it to the Rock Fortress, and Sir Wald sends someone to the capital."

"Why don't you just use Magic Net to send a copy to the Rock Fortress?" Amber asked curiously while taking the message, "This will take many days."

"This kind of letter must be written in handwritten originals, for safety, and... the guys from San Sunil may not necessarily recognize the duke's seal on the copy," Gao Wen shook his head helplessly. "It took so long for the Government Affairs Department to adapt to the file transfer system, and I have not been completely used to it yet. You can't expect San Sunil City to do better than the Government Affairs Department in this regard."

"That group of old stubborn people, compared to them, I think they are lying in a coffin for seven hundred years."

Gao Wen thought about it and always felt that Amber's words of praise seemed to be wrong, but he couldn't find any problem...

At this moment, the voice of the little maid Betty suddenly came from outside the door, interrupting his conversation with Amber: "Master! Master Pitman is looking for you!"

Gao Wen was stunned, then he guessed something in his heart, and quickly said, "Let him come in!"

The door of the study opened, and the old druid, who bent over and smiled, walked into the room. The old man had a smug smile on his face. After entering the door, he spoke: "Lord, I have brought good news."

"It seems that the nerve cord has been tested?" Gao Wen said with a precautionary smile, "It seems that this panic-incidence state of emergency has not affected your research progress."

"When the institute's door is closed, who cares about the flood outside," Pittman said indifferently. "If the researcher does not even have this concentration, it's better to go home as soon as possible to grow potatoes."

Then he paused and continued, "I have installed the newly-made nerve cable on the equipment that Carmier has tossed. Do you want to go and see it?"

"Of course," Gao Wen stood up suddenly and looked at Amber immediately, "You too..."

Amber took the initiative to say without waiting for the other party to reach out and clamp himself: "Of course I have to go and see with you. I am also very curious about the 'spiritual network' you have recently studied!"

Soon, Gao Wen and Amber came to the Magic Technology Institute. In a laboratory designed for "nerve interaction connection technology", the brand new connection device was placed on the round table in the center of the laboratory.

Carmier and Rebecca were standing next to the connecting device, and more than a dozen technicians in white robes were busy around, checking the connection device or checking the other rune arrays connected to the device.

Even Jenny, who doesn't leave the Rune Research Institute very much on weekdays, was on the scene: Although her main focus was not on the application field, she played an important role in analyzing the spells of the Eternal Sleeper and reconstructing the rune array. It is natural for her to achieve the connection device to complete it, and it is natural for her to test the finished product here.

Gowen nodded to Jenny and Carmier, and his eyes fell on the seat behind Rebecca: "Is this... the finished product?"

The connecting device was different from what he originally expected. It was not like the magic device of this era at all, but more like a future product that spanned time and space. The silver-white cockpit was fixed on a large and stable base. The rear half of the cockpit was hollowed out under the extended backrest, with several "pipes" that were shining with shimmering and the base below the texture, like metal ribs, connecting the backrest of the cockpit and the base below. Inside the cockpit, you can see a streamlined leather lining, with a large number of metal contacts distributed on the lining, and the contacts were connected together, showing the distributed shape of the spine.

This unique design certainly cannot be the style of a contemporary magician. Obviously, Carmier, a mage from the Gondor Empire, once again used the style he remembered on Cecil's magic creation.

What stands out is a magic punk.

What stands out is that this thing has a different style.

Gao Wen didn't care about the style of painting anyway, Cecil had nothing from people to things on earth. The style of painting was normal. As a pragmatist, he only cared about whether this thing was easy to use.

"We have conducted all offline tests and some of the network tests connected to the Mowang Communication Network," Kamair made a buzzing sound, his body was filled with a light blue of pleasure, which shows that the magic master was in a very good mood. "Based on the spiritual illusion technology of the Eternal Sleeper, we have created a 'connection interface' for this device. This interface can operate stably when connected to the Mowang Communication Network and protect the user's consciousness."

Pitman added next to it: "This interface is what I helped to do, and I'm not unfamiliar with my 'craftsmanship'."

Gao Wen knew what Pitman said about "craftsmanship", but Amber was confused: "Craftsmanship? What craftsmanship? Old man, do you have other crafts besides fakes and fortune-telling?"

"Stop messing around, old man, I have a lot of skills," Pittman waved his hand, ignoring Amber's words, and then pointed to the three "pipes" under the seat. "This is the new nerve cable, which is made of the information you gave me. To be honest, if you have the chance, I must meet the person who designed it. That's a talent. I never thought that artificial nerve cables can really be transformed into non-implantable. This requires not only a genius with a flash of inspiration, but also an extremely familiarity with the working process of the nervous system and nerve cables. To be honest, if such a person can join the institute, it is definitely more valuable than working alone outside."

"If a person has been tortured by the sequelae caused by implanted nerve cords for more than ten years, then he will naturally understand the working process of the nerve cords," Gao Wen sighed, "Don't worry, with this device, you will soon have the opportunity to meet the person who has developed non-implantable nerve cords, but he may not have the chance to join our research system. His task is not lighter than your research task."
Chapter completed!