Chapter 2622: Cutting off the darkness in the blink of an eye (4)
Ten minutes later, Dawn's transfer room.
"The transmitter terminal needs to be connected to a 330v, 15A power supply that complies with industrial electricity standards before it can be used. Please make sure you have enough power supply there." Vivian stuffed a storage pocket containing a large number of components into the shell.
In Diville's hand, the bag seemed light, but the subspace inside was actually filled with heavy equipment.
"If this standard cannot be met, the separately paid solar power generation device should be able to come in handy." Saifei also said: "But that means the portal can only be used during the day and not at night."
"That's not a problem. Anyway, let's take it over and set up the equipment first." Bedivere replied: "After the portal is established, it will be much easier to transport the equipment there."
"As for transporting equipment, it turns out that the main ones that need to be moved are the saplings from Seglade." Vivian hummed, "I hope that child's temporary willfulness will not cause you too much trouble."
It was just like what parents should say. A drop of sweat broke out on Bediwell's forehead.
"In order to protect the safety of the residents there, some guards need to be arranged." Bediwell added.
"I will prepare some golems for them to protect." Vivian said.
"Is there nothing else besides golems?" the werewolf youth asked uneasily: "After all, golems are not absolutely controlled. If someone happens to crack their system and let them attack people in turn, the dead will be killed.
I’m afraid those guys with no fighting ability over there in the city can’t resist them.”
"But you can't add people to it at will now, right?" Vivian said sharply: "Hiring guards means leaking the secrets of the City of the Dead. Unless the guards you hire are all people who can be trusted 100%. And even if
Do you believe them? If you ask the guards to guard in that kind of desert for a long time, not many people are willing to do so, right?"
Everything Vivian said makes sense, but it's just because it makes so much sense that it gives people a headache.
"You can send people over there to train the androids over there and give them weapons so that they can at least protect themselves, meow." Saifer interjected: "I don't know the learning ability of the androids. After all, they are not orcs, meow. But they can wield weapons."
It shouldn’t be too difficult to protect yourself, right?"
No, it's actually very difficult. Bedivere thought, just don't expose it.
It is very difficult for a person who has never received combat training to learn to fight. The orcs who are born for fighting already have strong fighting talents, and they may not be aware of this. But the people over there in the City of the Dead
However, there is an absolute racial gap between humans, or artificial humans based on humans.
Bedivere had heard from Arthur and the others before that the children of the British knights often began to receive combat training when they were five or six years old, and they generally did not learn until they were about ten years old before they were able to apply what they learned in actual combat; and back then it was still
Bedivere, a child, has just become Arthur's little servant. After learning swordsmanship for about a month, he can immediately apply what he has learned in actual combat. Even among the orcs, the werewolf Bedivere is not that kind of genius.
Type, a person with a very high level of combat understanding, but only at an average level at best. It can be seen that the racial gap between humans and orcs is really not that small.
To teach those artificial humans who don't know how to fight from scratch to learn to defend themselves with a sword is not something that can be accomplished within a year and a half.
Vivian should also know about this, but she didn't expose her stupid son. She just changed the topic and said: "Isn't Seglade planning to breed a large number of pseudo-dragons in the newly planted magic pine forest over there? False dragons."
Although the dragons look like that, they have a strong sense of protecting their territory. If they can get along well with those artificial humans, the pseudo-dragons will be their powerful bodyguards."
"Really?" Bedivere thought of the little lizard "Flash Silver" who often stayed next to the leopard man Seglade. That guy looked particularly docile and cute, and he didn't seem to have much fighting power.
Vivian added: "Or you can raise some magical beasts there that are highly compatible with pseudo-dragons and let them protect them. I recommend griffins. The knights of the Northern Knights of Great Britain like griffins very much.
, raised a lot."
It seems that this is really happening. Bedivere blinked. The current leader of the Northern Knights, Heavenly Knight Leon Dickens, is King Arthur’s father-in-law. His mount is a handsome platinum griffon. He used to appear in [Five
During the Battle of Kings], this griffon's [Absolute Defense] ability even gave King Arthur a headache. Queen Greenville's mount seems to be a pink griffin, and it is similar to the platinum griffin of Archduke Lyon Dickens.
They are related by blood and belong to the highest species of griffin. They have extremely high wisdom and can speak human language.
Not to mention the high-end griffons, just use ordinary griffons. Let griffons, who are already good at stronghold defense, protect the City of the Dead? ------What a brilliant proposal.
"But the Griffin's habitat has been a well-protected secret since a long time ago," Bedivere muttered in a low voice, "In other words, do we have to ask the people of the Northern Knights?"
"You know a lot." Vivian suddenly smiled, but she didn't expect that when she mentioned the gryphon, she was testing the werewolf youth.
Bedivere smacked his 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 refuse you." Vivian smiled mischievously: "How about boldly asking around first?"
"Okay." The werewolf youth sighed, feeling a little bit like he had fallen into the woman's trap: "After I send these equipment to the City of the Dead, I will go find the people of the Northern Knights to inquire.
"
He jumped on the iron horse and prepared to travel.
"The transmission beam is ready. The transmission trajectory is calculated. The transmission quality is estimated. The system check is completed, there is no abnormality. ------3, 2, 1, launch."
Following Eve's report, a golden light enveloped Bedivere and his cavalry, instantly launching him out. The cavalry wrapped in the teleportation beam drew a line in the air at extremely high speeds even if it was not flying.
The golden arc of light points directly to the center of the Sahara Desert.
When the teleportation beam could carry him no farther, Bediwell started the engine of the cavalry and accelerated forward. There was a vast desert around him, there was no storm, and he had a good view. Bediwell looked around to make sure that no one was following him, and then
Let the cavalry move towards the City of the Dead.
The teleportation beam can save Bediville at least half the distance, which is much safer and more trouble-free than simply flying there with an iron cavalry. Of course, he went there this time to set up a teleportation gate in the City of the Dead. After setting up the teleportation gate, Bediville
After waiting for others, they can freely come and go between the City of the Dead and the Dawn, transporting materials there bit by bit. This is definitely much more convenient than driving a cavalry back and forth between the two places.
It arrived in less than half an hour. Bedivere didn't even have time to take a nap.
"Here we come." While Bediwell was parking his cavalry, Cattelan came over to greet him.
"Is the condition of the others okay?" Bediwell jumped off his cavalry and asked casually.
"See for yourself." Cattelan pointed to the crowd in the distance.
The situation is not good. The twelve androids who were kicked out of the Brotherhood are sitting lazily on the ground, looking gloomy and decadent. It fits the name of the City of the Dead perfectly, but it is too bright for this place.
The environment does not match.
"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.
"Bake yourself in the sun, at least you can get rid of the bad smell on your body, hahahahaha," Slinde said with a wry smile as if he was mocking himself.
"It seems that you still need to do a lot of psychological counseling for them." Bedivere turned to Cattelan and said. Decadence is decadence, but these artificial people have not shown the tendency to commit suicide so far, which is okay.
Cattelan knew that he was an android, so he might not have felt such despair. But for the other twelve people, all his efforts in the first half of his life, all his beliefs, were discovered when he was an android.
It collapsed in one breath, which was indeed a huge despair. It can be said to be a miracle that all these unlucky ghosts are still alive in front of Bedivere and did not seek death.
"Anyway, let's set up the portal first." Bediwell took out his storage pocket and took out the instruction manual.
The instruction manual written by Vivian is extremely detailed. It contains every step of installing the transmission device, and even includes additional notes on each step of the operation------It is so detailed that it is like teaching a child. Or in other words,
Is Bedivere really treated as a child by Vivian? It's always a bit unpleasant. Although the werewolf youth does not have much formal education and his education level is not high, you can't underestimate him like this, right?
Bediwell read the instruction manual with veins on his head, and at the same time looked around for a suitable place to place the portal. The requirements were actually not high, it was close enough to the plantation for easy transportation of materials, and it could receive sunshine from the outside all day long.
It's just convenient for the operation of the solar power generation device. The ruins Cattelan mentioned seem to be quite far away from the plantation. Even if there is a power generation device in the ruins, it is not suitable to place the teleportation gate there.
"It's nice here." Bediwell found an open space with open terrain. It was clean and refreshing, far away from water sources, and the equipment was not easily damaged by moisture. There was a huge crystal on it, which reflected the water pouring down from the upper level of the City of the Dead all day long.
The sunlight is perfect for solar power generation.
He took out various parts from his storage pocket and started assembling them. Then he paused again and turned to Cattelan and said: "Here are the instructions, which have very detailed assembly steps. Can you guys follow the instructions to assemble the portal?"
Is it assembled? There are also solar power components."
"It shouldn't be a big problem." Cattelan took the manual and glanced at it: "Well, it's very detailed. It's a bit too detailed. Is the person who wrote this manual a primary school teacher? Does he really treat us as children?"
"Hahaha------" Bedivere said with a smile, if Vivian heard Cattelan's words, she would probably kill him.
"I'll leave this to you. Where is the ruins you mentioned? I'll go over and have a look." The werewolf young man added, "If everything goes well, we might be able to secure the ruins in no time. You can have hot drinks and wash your hands tonight."
Take a hot bath."
"Please don't confuse us with tramps," Cattelan also said with a bitter smile, then turned to the others and said: "------Hey, boys, instead of sitting there depressed, why don't you help me, this old man?
Let’s assemble the teleportation device. Captain Bedivere wants to go in and explore the ruins. Is anyone willing to go with us?”
"Maybe it would be better for me to explore the ruins alone," Bedivere said. He even felt that these artificial humans without combat capabilities were a burden.
"No, it's too dangerous for you to explore deep into an unknown environment alone. You need to be taken care of, at least find someone to help you turn on the light." Cattelan insisted, as if he knew something.
He may have briefly explored the ruins and felt something was wrong inside the ruins.
"Okay." The werewolf young man couldn't refuse, so he could only nod in agreement: "But I can't guarantee the safety of the followers. Whatever happens, the followers have to take care of themselves. If you can't do that, don't follow."
"Of course." Cattelan asked: "Who wants to go with Captain Bedivere?"
"I'll go with him." Slinde, who looked gloomy, replied calmly.