The construction of the light track has begun, and wooden sheds have been erected along the road to facilitate the stacking of materials and temporary rest, and all kinds of materials are stacked in the wooden sheds, and near the meal, a little smoke rises from some of the sheds.

Everyone is working very hard, even now because the construction line is too long, resulting in a large section of the construction can be equipped with a supervisor, still no one is lazy.

They only knew that this was a project hand-picked by the Grand Duke of the Northland, and the Grand Duke had never mistreated any construction personnel in the project, as evidenced by the rattling porridge cooked in the big iron pot in the distance.

Because of the heavy snowfall a few days ago, everyone is now very busy, and they must not find the roadbed buried under the snow before the real winter comes.

The Eye of the Ancestors had been recovered, and Leo entered the state of connection, looking at the construction site in full swing below in a daze.

Just as the previous heavy snow did not affect it at all, the track line has already taken shape, and the next only need to lay the rails with sleepers and fix them before the real winter snow comes, so that the running trains can remove the snow from the road themselves.

"These people aren't going to be lazy, are they?"

Durandal is also very bad at learning now, and after going to the medical center to see the wreckage, he did not immediately return to the building, but went around the construction site, which is called an inspection.

Leo, who has a good view of this, can only settle today's salary to her angrily, yes, Durandal's salary is now paid daily.

"You think they're all like you?"

"I don't know what the records of a hundred years ago and the elves were, at least here, they worked for themselves"

Durandal, who has been running around and being sent these days, obviously didn't understand it correctly, and just muttered and shouted.

"For yourself? Didn't it turn out to work for you? ”

For this elf's ability to comprehend good and bad times, Leo picked up the frozen black bread in his hand and wanted to throw it out, but silently put it down.

"No matter what, the benefits they get are tangible, and as long as they put in the work, they will definitely get paid, and that's what the teacher wants to create."

Mu Feng walked over with a pile of documents, just right to break the awkward atmosphere, Leo took these things and gave his eldest disciple a thumbs up.

The report of the previous fall of the Eye of the Ancestors came out, and there was indeed a piece of metal inlaid in the mountain, but it was only the part that was smashed out, and most of the others were buried in the rock formation, so there was no way to confirm it.

Similar to the previous ancient installations, this one was supposed to be part of a large object, but it seemed that the exposed metal plate was only a sharp corner of the large part, and although it contained explosives, it was difficult to excavate it without damage with existing blasting techniques.

Naturally, it is impossible for Leo to levy a large number of people like those noble lords, and slowly dig them out by hand in the face of the upcoming wind and snow, so he can only put them on hold until spring.

And the cryogenic cooling that made the Eye of the Ancestors powerful before, Leo has dragged Durandal and Ral, the only reliable warlocks in the territory, to conduct experiments in the past few days.

The so-called cooling technology of later generations is nothing more than air cooling, water cooling, and maybe oil cooling, but unfortunately even if Durandal and Raal shoot at the same time, they can only let the load bar drop a little, and if you want to completely solve the problem, you still have to get an ancient equipment similar to "frost".

Beneath the Imperial Wasteland, in the kilometer-deep facility, all the lighting systems flickered uncontrollably, enough to reflect the anger of the three superiors.

"The fourth! Who the hell is the Grand Duke of the Northlands! ”

The female voice roared sharply, and the four name-givers went forward one after another, but they didn't even make a splash, not even the witches who held the holy sword and harvested their clan as nourishment were not so difficult.

The luminous object on the first seat flickered on and off, as if thinking about something.

…..

After Durandal's dognose (elven perception) confirmed that the fragments were indeed from the mysterious lineage, Leo showed a hint of relief when he heard the report.

"You're not worried about their retaliation?"

"What would you do if you met someone who beat your four powerful junior brothers one after another?"

"Of course it's up and cut him."

Durandal waved his fist, looking like he was showing off, Leo rubbed his eyebrows, elves are a kind and intelligent race, who said this, see if I don't kill him.

"That's what you think, normal people will start to be jealous, and they will consider what unknown hole cards the other party has"

"And they can obviously manipulate the undead, but they have always been nesting in the wasteland of the empire, obviously there is some consideration, if it is me, I will not act rashly, at least observe for a while"

Leo breathed a sigh of relief and lifted Erlang's legs with both hands.

"Anyway, we can usher in a period of stability"

The initial excavation of the ice valley was also confined to leveling the ground and creating some scaffolding and steps for people to walk on, so that after the beginning of spring, a large number of materials were sent through light rails and construction began.

However, it is not uncommon in the Northland to dig out scrap metal parts from time to time from the mountain wall, which are obviously not products of this era and have not attracted anyone's attention.

But when this metal ball was delivered to him, Leo couldn't help but be stunned for a long time, if he had such a thing as a backpack bar, his current state should be the Eye of the Ancestors X2.

However, the sphere of this Ancestral Eye (suspected) is obviously not very well preserved, and there is a large mouth missing on it, and as soon as it starts to connect to the imported energy, it will start to heat up, and it is completely useless.

More similar fragments have been found in the canyon area, but nothing more complete has been found.

Leo paced back and forth on the fifth floor, already turning back and forth several times, making Fran feel a little dizzy, and before she could vomit, Leo's gaze suddenly turned.

"Ask you a question"

"Well, you say"

"Holy swords and things like that are powerful, aren't they?"

"Uh, yes, what's wrong with that?"

Although Fran's holy sword was an exception, even an ordinary kitchen knife was sharper than that holy sword, and it couldn't even cut a piece of black bread.

"And what if something like this suddenly tells you that there are ten, twenty?"

"Huh? How is that possible"

Now Leo may be facing this problem, there may be more "Ancestral Eyes" buried in this mountain, although it is not comparable to the two self-upgrades he has inexplicably.

But these are obviously some kind of standard weapons, and the power of dozens, or even hundreds, of these laser weapons to bombard at the same time is enough to scorch this continent, which shows the strength of the so-called ancient civilization.

"And who destroyed them?"