Chapter 2130: Ember is destroyed at dawn sixty-two
"Very good, you are finally here." As soon as she appeared, Clara said to Bedivere and others.
Although, as in his impression, Great Teacher Clara's appearance was completely hidden in the shadow of the witch's robe and hood, Bedivere could still vaguely sense it from her sweet and magnetic voice.
, this great teacher should be an adult woman in her thirties. Although it is unreliable to distinguish the beauty and ugliness of people by their voices, the werewolf youth still stubbornly believed that since the great teacher’s voice is so nice, it is hidden there.
Her face under the shadow of the hood should at least not be ugly. Even if she cannot be said to be a stunning beauty, she is certainly a great beauty.
"Huh?" This was the first time Eric heard the voice of the great teacher Clara with his own ears. He might not have heard the difference in the voice clearly when the other party used telepathy, but now he heard it completely clearly, but he said
A confused groan.
"You should be Lawrence's younger brother, right?" The great teacher looked at Strategist Eric, "I met you when you were a baby. Time flies so fast. Well, are there any questions?"
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"Teacher" Eric was not polite to the other party and asked directly: "I always feel like I have heard your voice somewhere before. Now that I have confirmed it again, I can't help but feel that it is true. Teacher Clara, do you know me?"
A lady named Eve?"
When Eric said this, Bedivere was suddenly aware of this fact. It should be said that he felt that the voice of the great teacher Clara was particularly familiar from the beginning, as if he had heard it somewhere. But he had always been preconceptions
Bedivere's point of view blinded Bedivere's ears. He actually ignored this fact and thought that the familiar feeling was just an illusion. But in fact, the more he thought about it now, the more the werewolf young man felt that the great teacher Clara's
The voice is very similar to Eve, the artificial intelligence navigation system on his Dawn, almost exactly the same. It's just that the voice is less mechanically cold and more mature.
Moreover, in this way, Clara's voice is actually very similar to Lianyin's voice. Bedivere used to find it strange why Eve's voice was so similar to Lianyin's. Only now did he realize that there are so many similarities.
It must be no coincidence that the voices of people and Lianyin are similar.
"If you are talking about the artificial intelligence navigation system on your ship, her voice is similar to mine. That is a matter of course." Clara replied calmly: "Because, many artificial intelligences of the ancient gods and humans
The system, and even the basic sound modules of the androids Patimos developed later, all originated from me."
"What?"
"In other words, their voices are all copied using my voice as a template."
"Wait, that's the case, that is to say," Bedivere said in surprise: "Can it be said that you, the great teacher Clara, are"
"Hush!" The witch snorted lightly, interrupting Bedivere's speculation: "This kind of thing is left for you to guess on your own, there is no need to say it."
She turned around and walked towards the crystal door behind her. There seemed to be a cave inside the door.
"You are all tired, come in and have a rest. It is not the way to treat guests when you ask them to stand and talk." She said: "Besides, little wolf over there, if you dress like that and talk to a lady, you won't feel embarrassed.
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"Uh!" Only then did Bedivere remember that he had stripped naked before entering the swamp and was only wearing a pair of underpants. Because his body was covered with the kind of herbal medicine that prevents mosquito bites, the sticky feeling on his body made him think he didn't wear it.
The clothes are actually better. But the series of battles just now made Bedivere almost forget about it, and took Guo Ben as a matter of course. So much so that when he actually saw the great teacher Clara, he forgot about it.
Put on the clothes.
"Isn't it uncomfortable to have that kind of anti-mosquito herb on your body all the time?" After Bediwell and Eric crossed the crystal door, they entered a larger hall made of amethyst.
The teacher Clara then pointed to a room nearby: "There is a pool formed by pumping underground water there, and it has been turned into a hot pool using geothermal heat. Go take a bath, and we will come back after you have freshened up.
"Should I put milk or vanilla in the black tea?" Clara asked again.
"Uh," Bedivere was stunned again. This sentence sounded so familiar, "vanilla. Put less sugar, thank you. It's still growing tonight."
"Huh." Grand Teacher Clara smiled lightly and walked to the other side of the crystal hall. The room over there was probably a reception room.
The crystal hall where Bediwell and the others are standing now is large and empty, with almost nothing in it. Instead, there are four structural pillars for load-bearing support, and there are a few mysterious fires in the middle of the pillars for illumination.
The firelight directly penetrates the translucent purple crystal pillars and scatters the light throughout the crystal building. Although the lighting used is small, it relies on the strong refractive power of the crystal itself to unexpectedly illuminate the entire building. In addition to these large
Outside the pillars, Bediwell also saw a number of crystal walls that were only half-height and were built extremely solidly. These half-height crystal walls were distributed around the pillars, and seemed to be some kind of bunker?
Bediwell remembered that the great teacher just said that this entire building is actually a piece of crystal, and indeed it seems to be a treasure called "residence stone". It is usually only the size of a palm and is easy to carry. When the user needs it,
Injecting magic power into the crystal, the crystal will grow roughly according to the user's consciousness, taking root underground and turning into a huge city. Of course, the growth of the crystal is not completely under the control of the user, and some places are quite strange.
Rough. Despite this, this city, which was only transformed from a piece of crystal the size of a palm, is still very impressive.
This crystal hall is not a reception room. The reception room is further inside. In other words, this crystal hall is only used to structurally support the entire underground crystal residence. It may also be used as the first line of defense against enemy invasion. Just now
If the seemingly impenetrable door is breached by bad guys, Great Teacher Clara can also use the special structure of this hall to deal with the intruders.
She lives in seclusion in the Demon Swamp, the most dangerous place in the Everglades.
She built a secret residence underground.
She built this place into her castle, ready to deal with uninvited guests at any time.
She said her enemies are everywhere.
Who is Great Teacher Clara fighting against?
"Do you want to take a shower or not?" Seeing the werewolf youth lost in thought, the strategist Eric interrupted unhappily: "The great teacher asked you to clean up before talking to her in detail, so you should go and take a shower quickly."
Clean up and put on formal clothes? Why are you dawdling!"
"I know, what's the rush?" Bedivere walked towards the room that seemed to be a bathhouse. It wasn't like he couldn't understand why Eric was so anxious. Eric still had his coming-of-age ceremony to complete, and since Bedivere
He is a witness to Eric's coming-of-age ceremony. He should rush back to the Turkic Elephants' village as soon as possible to report the situation so that Eric can give an explanation. The current situation can basically be understood as Eric is waiting for Bediville.
Go back with him. Bedivere seems to be dragging on for a long time.
"Isn't it just a Turkic coming-of-age ceremony? Why are you so nervous?" The werewolf young man complained as he walked into the so-called bathhouse. The door made of crystal was easily opened, and unexpectedly there was no smoke inside. This crystal made of
The completed building seems to have good exhaust equipment.
There is a pool of hot steam in the room that is not very big. The heated groundwater slowly flows in from the holes on the side and accumulates in the pool, and then the hot water flows in the same direction.
It is drained away from the drain outlet on the other side, and the cycle repeats endlessly. It is truly luxurious to the extreme.
Without thinking much, Bedivere casually took off his tactical belt, took off his pants and jumped into the hot water pool. The moment his whole body was wrapped in hot water, he felt as happy as being surrounded by heaven.
"Can this be removed?" He tried to remove the green ointment on his body, but it was originally a highly waterproof ointment that people used to move around in the swamp, so it could not be removed that easily.
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"Soak it for a while. Although this thing is waterproof, the heat of hot water will soften it. After softening, it can be washed away." Eric also took off his clothes and jumped into the pool.
"Ugh." Bedivere looked disgusted.
"What's wrong!" Little Lawrence asked impatiently.
"No, it's nothing." The werewolf youth had a long face and did not continue to say anything. Instead, he concentrated on kneading the hair on his body. Those sticky green plasters did soften under the heat of hot water, and they began to lose their texture.
The stickiness directly turned into lumps of clay-like substances, which fell off together with Bediwell's rubbing action. And because the clays were also sticky with each other, they quickly turned into larger and larger lumps.
A whole group, concentrated in the palm of Bediville's hand.
It's so disgusting, it almost looks like a clump of sweat dirt. And this thing is not soluble in water, even in this case it is still insoluble.
"Collect all these things and throw them away. Don't let them flow into the drain. It will clog the drain." Bedivere saw Eric rubbing his body and couldn't help but ordered.
"You don't need to remind me about this kind of thing." Strategist Eric rolled his eyes at Bediwell.
ten minutes later
The glue-like substance that was cleaned up was about the size of half a human head, and it was a very dirty and disgusting dark green color (occasionally with some wolf hair attached to it). Bedivere almost vomited at the sight. But at least he managed to get rid of all the sticky stuff on his body.
The ointment was all cleaned up, and his whole body felt refreshed. He took out the clothes he had brought for a change of clothes from the storage pocket of his tactical belt, put them on, and only then wore this formal attire with the confidence to go see the great teacher Clara.
"Are you all dressed up?" Sure enough, in the living room, black tea and refreshments were placed on the crystal table. Clara was sitting in the center of the living room, waiting for the werewolf youth and others to arrive.
"Then, where should we start talking?" Great Teacher Clara hummed and sat down on the crystal desk and chair. (To be continued)