Good things don't always happen in this world – a lot of the time, there may be more bad things, but as long as the sun rises tomorrow, it's worth looking forward to the future.

Beneath the majestic canopy of the giant Thorin tree, a wind mixed with the smell of damp earth blows.

In the canopy of the trees that resembled a giant castle, countless branches and leaves rubbed and trembled, making a noise like the tide of the sea, and the birds and beasts that roosted in the trees and the surrounding bushes were somewhat alarmed, and ran out of their hiding places, and Margarita stepped on the hard path, left the hut, and walked slowly forward.

She looked up ahead, and in the marvelous vision of the vast canopy of trees and the vastness of the earth, the sky became an elongated curtain of brightness, and a great sun was slowly moving around the edge of the curtain.

The young knight's eyes narrowed, a low, depressed mood haunting her, and she longed for someone to share the weight with her at this moment—but in the end she had to put on a new face and return herself to her usual calm and serious state.

Then, suddenly, a few shadows appeared from the end of the horizontally elongated sky in the distance, the shadows against the sun, like a few tiny gems dotted on the crown of the great sun, but soon they were rapidly approaching in the direction of Solinburg, and the outlines of those shadows became more and more obvious in the light of the great sun.

Several watchtowers in the Thorin area began to glow, and the herald on duty at the communication station appeared in Margarita's sight, and the soldier ran towards her quickly, but Margarita had already guessed the situation before she could get closer—

His Majesty has finally arrived.

The female knight did not allow herself to be immersed in the gloomy atmosphere, the training of the knight and the quality of the professional soldier made her instantly recuperate, and soon came to a high ground on the edge of the canopy - this is the airport landing pad, a new facility in the military district, used to take off and land the flying machines of the empire.

Although the Construction Corps was not a front-line force, the reconstruction of the Whitsunday Plains had the same priority as the front-line projects, and an airport facility had been approved for the construction of an airport facility in the face of a severe shortage of "dragoons" and other types of aircraft in the Empire, and a small "dragoon" unit had been stationed for a long time in case of emergency. The soldiers here are no strangers to flying machines.

The rapidly approaching shadows on the horizon finally reached the sky above the Thorin region, and the originally faint shadows showed a clear outline in the skylight, Margarita and the soldiers looked up at the sky, and after seeing the appearance of one of the shadows, a low exclamation and a distinctly heavy breathing suddenly came from all around.

There was a black dragon flying in the pilot seat of the entire formation! That's not the flying machine that soldiers are familiar with!

At first, some people thought it was the illusion caused by the backlight, that it was just a new, large flying machine, after all, the dragoon's propulsion wings themselves resembled the wings of a dragon, but soon everyone realized that it was indeed a dragon—she was larger than any dragoon, with metal-cast scales and powerful claws, and she was draped in a suit of steel armor that glowed in the cold of the sun, and the glimmer of runes flowed between the gaps in the armor. And all of this is a powerful, moving majesty and beauty.

The black dragon flew prominently throughout the formation, accompanied by four dragoons, which clearly proved the dragon's identity.

It is no secret that there are "dragons" among the allies of the Empire, but hearing and seeing are very different concepts, not all soldiers have seen Maggie with their own eyes, most of them are completely seeing the "dragon shadow" across the sky for the first time, and the strong impact spreads among the soldiers - but the strict discipline immediately kicks in, and after a few slight clashes of armor, Margarita is quiet again.

The knight looked up at the sky and watched the dragon descend - she had seen Maggie before, and even fought side by side, but Maggie didn't have an advanced set of magic armor at that time!

The black dragon landed on the platform in the sunlight, and the accompanying aircraft adjusted their landing trajectory, and when everything was calm and the cyclones around the aircraft gradually dissipated, Margarita immediately led several of her own soldiers to the dragon that was hanging its wings - she saw a figure appear on the dragon's back, it was an exceptionally tall and burly figure, he stood against the sun, like a dragon hero in a bard's story.

After a second, the female knight immediately reacted and led the soldiers to salute beside her: "Greetings to you, Your Majesty!" ”

Gao Wen waved his hand and jumped directly off the dragon's back: "No need to be polite, time is pressing." ”

As he spoke, he turned and patted Maggie's drooping wings, covered with steel machinery, "Good work. ”

The black dragon lowered his head slightly, and said gently and respectfully, "This is what I should do, Your Majesty. ”

Several other aircraft also landed smoothly at this moment, and after the pedals were lowered, one by one figures stepped out of the cockpit - but Margarita knew only one Rebecca.

Gawain had already come to Margarita at this moment, and after a simple nod, he asked bluntly, "How's the situation?" ”

"Your Majesty......" Margarita felt her breathing pause for a moment, and after inhaling gently to calm her mood, she lowered her eyelids and whispered, "You're a step too late...... Minister Norris has left. ”

The surrounding soldiers were silent, but Gawain just looked at the female knight in front of him calmly, and his tone was calm and soft: "Margarita, don't be in a hurry to be depressed - how long ago happened?" ”

The knightess didn't know what the question meant, but the instinct of the soldier made her answer at once: "An hour ago, Your Majesty. ”

"Then maybe we're not too late—there's still time to make a miracle," Gawain said, beckoning to the side, "Unload all the equipment—the technician will follow, and we'll assemble it when we get there." ”

Under the bewildered gaze of Margarita and the soldiers, the group of people who had just landed immediately became busy, they quickly ran to the black dragon's side, and then began to use various auxiliary tools and people to carry down the large boxes on the dragon's back - only then did Margarita notice the existence of those boxes, they looked like standard transfer boxes for engineering parts in the base, the gray-white shells were printed with royal markings, and the people who carried them were very cautious, although they moved quickly, But the whole time it was smooth and discreet, and there was no doubt that the contents of those boxes were of great significance.

"Your Majesty, ...... you" Margarita couldn't help but break the silence curiously.

"You'll know in a moment," Gawain waved his hand, "now take us to Norris's side." ”

Despite her doubts, Gawain's attitude and those strange boxes suddenly gave Margarita some inexplicable "hints", and the female knight seemed to have guessed something, she couldn't believe her guess, but she still straightened her back and replied loudly, "Yes, Your Majesty." ”

All the personnel involved quickly reached the hut near the base of the giant tree in Thorin, where two heavily armed treants were still guarding the only gate, and as Gawain approached, the treants immediately retreated to either side, and the door to the hut opened the next second, and Berthira stepped out of it.

"I'll try something," Gawain said before Bertilla could speak, "and I'm going to need your help—you're the best bioengineering expert." ”

Bertila was still a little puzzled, but soon she noticed several figures behind Gawain - Yuri and Semler standing there, and Selena Gelfen with a lantern in her hand, the moment she saw these figures, especially the moment she saw Selena Gelfen, Bertila's doubts turned into thoughtfulness, she looked at Gawain: "Are you sure?" Norris is just a normal person......"

"So this is an attempt," Gawain nodded, and walked towards the room, "rest assured, we've made great strides in the relevant technical areas, and I'm not just bringing them." ”

Bertila was curious about what Gawain meant by "not only them", but the latter had already taken the lead into the hut, she could only suppress her doubts and turn to follow, and while following Gawain into the house, the corner of her eye suddenly swept something strange - it seemed that there was a nearly transparent white spider flashing in front of her eyes, but when she concentrated again, she couldn't see anything.

Even if she summoned the entire Thorin Tree's senses, she couldn't spot the phantom spider - it really seemed to be just an illusion.

Gawain stepped into the cabin.

The venerable old man lay there quietly, the glowing plants from the roof gently shrouded him.

Everyone who stepped into the cabin invariably slowed down, and even Rebecca, who had always been the most reckless, stood quietly aside.

Gawain walked over to the soft collapse of vines and soft leaves, he looked down and saw Norris covered with a blanket, his hands on the outside, folded in front of his chest, his hands gently holding a transparent glass tube soaked in a green wheat plant, a calm and satisfied smile still lingering on the old man's wrinkled face, he slept peacefully more peacefully than ever.

The oil-depleted body was finally resting.

Suddenly, Gawain remembered the scene of a few years ago, as if he had seen the pioneer camp built on a wasteland again, the tents and huts made of planks and burlap, the freshly cultivated fields, and the old men standing at the edge of the fields, smiling humbly at themselves.

He slowly bent down and placed his hand on Norris's hand.

"I'm sorry, Norris," he whispered, "I'm going to do this without your permission, it's my wishful thinking to use a technology that hasn't been proven yet, and it's not even a 'technology.'"

"I might disturb your restful sleep, so...... I apologize to you in advance.

"But I have to.

"The wheat is about to ripen, and you should see it with your own eyes."

Then, Gawain slowly straightened up, he withdrew his gaze, and whispered to the people waiting next to him, "Let's start." ”

The techies had opened the safe deposit boxes since they entered the room, and now they had removed a large number of the parts inside—disassembled brainwave modulators, silver-glowing artificial nerve cords, neat crystal arrays, and many other things that Margarita couldn't have guessed useful.

They were incomplete devices, a pile of parts based on immersion pod technology that would normally be difficult to use — but Gawain brought in experts.

Seven hundred years ago, when the technical foundation in the relevant field was almost nil, and the conditions were extremely harsh, the first generation of Eternal Sleepers had successfully saved a broken soul with human power.

That soul belonged to a legendary powerhouse.

Now, they have to try to save the soul of an ordinary person - which is of course much more difficult than it was back then.

But the technology they have in their hands today is far from what it was back then.

The parts were quickly assembled, and a silver-white pedestal was placed next to Norris's bed, and the signal connection to the local wireless magic network was quickly completed to achieve a stable power supply, and then the crystal array was commissioned, and artificial neural cables extended from the pedestal—they were handed over by Yuri to Bertila on the spot.

Selena Gelfen, who appeared in the room in the form of a psychological projection with a lantern in her hand, nodded slightly to Bertila: "You know what to do - you personally participated in and completed the improvement of this technology back then."

"The location of the nerve nodes remains the same, the difference is that now we don't need destructive implantation – fix them with your vines, make skull base epidermal contact, and finally activate those nerves."

At this, Selena suddenly smiled as she looked into Bertila's eyes, "We have a high success rate - because you are still forcibly maintaining the vitality of most of the biological tissues of this body. ”

Bertila raised her hands slightly, and several flower vines extending from the floor wrapped around the artificial nerve cords, and attached them to the target one by one, and when she heard Selena's words, the former saint who had become one with the plants and the earth only smiled lightly.

"I still look forward to miracles once in a while." She whispered in a voice that seemed to be talking to herself.

Margarita finally knew what these people wanted to do.

Rebecca, who was standing beside her, whispered everything to her.

His Majesty the Emperor will try to preserve Norris's soul and transform it into a mind that can survive in the Empire's data network - not a flawed and dangerous necromancy, but a new magic technology.

Behind this technology, there is a plan called the "Immortals".

Margarita isn't interested in the secret behind this plan – and that's not something she's supposed to focus on, either.

She only focused on what was happening in this room.

The technicians were busy in the room, the fluorescence sprinkled from directly above gently shrouded the old man on the bed, and the pioneer heroes who came out of legends and myths stood solemnly beside the bed, all of which were solemn.

Margarita closed her eyes slightly.

Good things don't always happen in this world – and a lot of times, there can be more bad things.

But as long as the sun rises tomorrow, you might as well look forward to the future.