"Solinburg?" Andesha repeated the word in a little confused and confused. She didn't know the place names of Cecil very well, but she still had a vague impression of this name. After a moment of recollection, she finally found the corresponding information of this Soolinburg from some information and clerical memories. "Ah, I have heard of this name...it seems to be in the Holy Spirit Plain..."

“Strictly speaking, on the dividing line between the Holy Spirit Plain and the East, of course, it is part of the Holy Spirit Plain,” said Sister Marian with a smile, “that is a place full of miracles.”

"Miracle...I remember that the Holy Spirit Plain had turned into a wasteland during Ansu's civil war, and Solin Castle was the most severely damaged area, it..." Andesha couldn't help but whisper, but her words were soon interrupted by the new scenery outside the car window, and her attention was completely attracted to the wilderness outside.

She saw a huge tower appearing in the distance. The tower was made of metal and artificial stone, which was even more magnificent than the messaging tower of Winter Wolf Castle. It had magical brilliance wandering on the surface of the tower, and there was a huge crystal device on the top of the tower slowly rotating under the support of a certain mechanical structure. A series of ancillary facilities could be seen around the tower, like a small fortress.

She saw a group of buildings that seemed to be villages and towns farther away, with a large number of brand new houses arranged in rows, their roofs shining in the bright sunlight, and the flat land was paved around the villages and towns like a huge brown carpet. There were also neat and wide roads and street lights arranged neatly on both sides of the road.

The train gallops in this winter wilderness, but the winter wilderness welcomes visitors here in a revival manner.

Andesa widened her only eyes and looked at everything outside the window in shock. These scenery was obviously very different from what she saw from the intelligence and outlined in her mind.

"Are we really moving towards Solin Castle?" she finally couldn't help asking, "This is the war zone that was polluted by the divine disaster?"

Sister Marian smiled and said, "Yes, there is no doubt that in fact we have passed the last level of the East Realm. Now you see the land of the Holy Spirit Plain. Solin Castle is right in front, and you will see it at the end of the next pass and you will be even more surprised at that time."

"…I thought I would see more ruins and wreckage here," Andersha said softly as if she was talking to herself, "This is different from what I imagined..."

"We rebuilt General Margarita and the Construction Corps led by her, as well as the joint reconstruction regiment led by the Minister of Agriculture. In addition, the reconstruction volunteers who returned to the Holy Spirit Plain from all over the place, hundreds of thousands of people have rebuilt everything you see, and have also built many other things, such as the tower we passed by and the buildings around it, which is a second-level node of the Sorin, part of the magic network of the Holy Spirit Plain. It has a high-power transceiver device that can directly connect to the Sorin General Hub," said Sister Marian with pride. "In addition, the railway we are currently on is also part of the construction project last year.

"Of course, the kind of ruins you mentioned also have, after all, the Holy Spirit Plain is so big that we can't rebuild everything in such a short time. There are also large areas waiting for revival in the area of ​​the Rock City and the Rich Woodlands. The Supreme Government Affairs Office sends more engineering teams and more resources to those areas every month. Now about one-half of those areas have resumed production. However, it is very far from here, and we will definitely not be able to see this journey."

Andesa listened to all this in surprise, outlining many scenes she had never imagined in her mind. She seemed to want to ask something more, but a whistle sound from the front suddenly interrupted her movements.

The train sounded a sharp and high whistle, and the loud sound echoed between the hills and the plains. Andessa felt her body shake a few times, and the train drove out a relatively gentle mountain pass. The small mountain that blocked the view was quickly thrown behind. The vast plain scenery came into Andessa's eyes.

A piece of green that shouldn't have appeared in winter quickly grabbed her gaze and occupied her gaze.

It was a canopy of trees covering the sky, a green city that seemed to float above the plain, a plant, a miracle that challenged the imagination of mortals.

"What is that?" Andesha even forgot about the pain in her upper body for a moment, and subconsciously raised her arm and pointed it outside, her face full of shock.

"That's where we're going," said Sister Marian. "The one you see in Solin Castle is the 'Sorin Giant Tree', which covers the entire Solin area, and the original castle is now under her canopy, occupying only a small area to the east. Our train will directly enter the outer edge of the canopy, and next to the old castle is the newly built station."

"The giant tree of Thorin..." Andesha murmured in shock, and then the thoughts that surged in her mind finally calmed down a little, and some information in her memory also emerged, "I have heard of this name, in some documents... and in newspapers and magazines of you Cecilians. I know that such a 'tree' came out of the ground, as huge as a castle... but I always thought it was an exaggeration..."

"That's a euphemism, in fact, she has been bigger than any castle since half a year ago," Sister Marian shook her head. "But now her growth has slowed down to a stagnation. In theory, no matter how long she grows, it will not continue to expand. Otherwise, we really have to worry that the entire plain will be covered by her canopy... Although it seems quite grand in my opinion, the people from the Ministry of Agriculture do not think so."

Andesa looked at the view that was approaching outside the car window with a mentality of witnessing a miracle. Listening to the nun’s narration, she suddenly noticed a detail in the other person’s vocabulary: “‘She’? You said that tree…”

"Oh, don't the information you see called the Thorin Giant Tree 'she'?" Sister Marian raised her eyebrows, "Okay, it's understandable. After all, not everyone knows about Ms. Belltila...including those reporters and families who have written countless articles around the Thorin Giant Tree."

Andesha was still confused: “…?”

Cecil...there are so many things that people can't understand.

...

On the top of the giant tree, a vibrant flower vine grew out of the branches and leaves. Amid the clusters of flowers and vines, the figure of a young woman gradually condensed and formed.

Belltila controlled her humanoid mimicry to the edge of the flat area of ​​the tree canopy. On the highest viewing platform on the Holy Spirit Plain, she looked far away and looked towards the direction of the demarcation between the mountains and the plains.

In fact, her viewing is meaningless: since she became a plant, her perception has long been no longer human. She perceives the world through her huge root system and branches spreading towards the sky. The human form she imitates for herself actually has no vision at all, but in many cases, Belltila is still accustomed to doing this kind of "viewing" which will give her a "full" feeling.

The artificial brain hidden deep in the canopy room was running vigorously, and the simulated neural signals maintained Belltila's personality stability. She took a deep breath with her mimicry body. The vigorous photosynthesis of the entire canopy made her feel happy.

She "saw" a magic train coming from the east and had entered the edge area covered by the canopy. The vines set up near the station received a signal and were transmitting the picture there.

The sound of footsteps approached from the back of the mimicked body, and the shoes stepped on the surface of the hard blades and made a sound like stepping on the concrete floor. Belltila did not turn around and knew who was standing behind him.

"She's here," a slightly hoarse voice came from Bell Tirana's body, which was essentially made of wooden structures. "Don't you go and see?"

The middle-aged man standing behind Bell Tira was silent for two seconds before he broke the silence with complex emotions: "...I don't know how to face her."

"It's always going to face it," said Belltila slowly, "she'll stay here for a long time, and you can't escape it forever."

Bud pulled the corner of his mouth: "...Who caused me to be in this situation now?"

“…We said we won’t mention this.”

Bard smiled silently and shook his head gently: "No matter what, the generals on the front line and the consuls of the Government Affairs Department really gave me a big problem... When I first learned the news, I was confused, and I even felt like I was dreaming until now."

"I can imagine that you were halfway through the monitoring work, and suddenly someone called you out and told you that your daughter had become the first prisoners of war and would be sent to Solinburg within a few days. Imagine that I know your chaotic mood at that time," Bell Tira's slightly stiff tone actually brought a little teasing, "Aren't you worried? I heard that she was seriously injured."

Bud was silent for a moment before whispering: "She is a soldier, and some things are her duty."

"She is a soldier, but you are a father. Her duty and your worries do not conflict with you," Belltila shook her head and turned to face Bud Wendell. "After you finish your work, go and see what you have to face. I believe that with so many days to prepare, you should also consider how to meet your daughter."

"...This is really not like you," Bud glanced at the former "Chairman of All Things to Die", "In the past ten years since I knew you, "Ms. Belltila" has always been the embodiment of meanness, cunning and danger."

Belltila did not respond, and Bud didn't care about it. He just shook his head and mentioned another thing: "I came to you to report a situation."

"Scene? What's going on?"

"This is the record left by the monitoring team in recent times," Bud handed over a stack of information in his hand. "We still haven't tracked that signal, but we found some other traces, which may be of some value."

Belltila actually didn't need to use her "eyes" to read the information Bard brought, but she still reached out to take the papers and put them in front of her very seriously. After all, life requires some sense of ritual. A plant is no exception. Her "eyes" swept through the tables and records on it, and her expression became serious little by little.

She is actually not an expert in Magic Network communication, signaling and cryptography, but since she successfully cracked geometric figures from mysterious signals last time, her value in this area has been valued by the upper level. Now if the monitoring team finds valuable clues, in addition to submitting them to the superior research department, she will definitely give her a copy.

"These random faint noises are not normal fluctuations in the magic net... Is this what it means?" Belltila shook the file in her hand and looked at Bud.

"That's how we've compared all the waveforms, and those noises really shouldn't appear in the magic net."

"These noises are very weak and chaotic, and they are completely unable to decipher the 'pointing solution' I discovered before, either," Belltila pinched his chin, "What did you think?"

"We now suspect that the signal is actually broadcasting continuously, covering our transceiver device every minute and every second. These noises are the traces it left behind. But for some reason, this signal is severely disturbed and weakened most of the time, so we are completely unable to decipher its contents. We have not even noticed its existence before we increase the sensitivity of the transceiver device," Bard slowly said his and his colleagues' thoughts. "From this idea, we suddenly received the signal a few times before. In fact, it was not the sudden appearance of the signal, but the fact that the interference and shielding effect had a brief loophole..."

Belltila's face could not make an overly vivid expression, but a trace of seriousness still emerged in her subtle changes in her face: "This sounds...it's a bit unsettling. Has the information been submitted to the Imperial Capital?"

"It has been sent, and Master Carmier personally responded that he will take this matter seriously. At the same time, he will coordinate the working groups of monitoring stations in Shilin City, Winter Fort and Luan to try to find evidence of the existence of these noises everywhere," Bud nodded. "If this noise is found everywhere, then our guess can be further confirmed."

Belltila didn't speak for a moment, and after more than ten seconds of thinking, she nodded slightly.

"If nothing happens here, I'll go back first," Bad said to Belltila. "The monitoring workstation is still waiting for me to reply."

Belltila nodded, and Bard turned around and walked towards the elevator not far away, but the latter had just walked out a few steps when Belltila suddenly stopped him again: "Wait a minute."

"Is there anything else?"

"Anterssa Wendell has been transferred to the west building of the old castle," Belltila said, looking at Bud's back, "It will be her exclusive 'sanitation area'. If you want to visit, Margarita and I can help arrange it."
Chapter completed!