Gawain focused on the image that only he could see, and finally confirmed that it was indeed showing terrain within a hundred kilometers or so of the current Cecile Frontier, and that the operation he had once been familiar with adjusting the distance and proximity of the perspective had failed.

The picture is confined to this range, unable to move or zoom.

And the original high-definition satellite view has also become this vague and covered with strange color blocks.

What do those colors mean? Thermography? Or something else?

Still is...... A mere glitch?

Gawain still clearly remembered the voice he heard when he was out of the high-altitude view state, he clearly heard the words energy failure, host restart failure, escape program and so on, so the possibility of failure is extremely high, coupled with the current state of not being able to adjust the distance of the view, which deepened his speculation in this regard.

And he began to stretch his thinking: his soul, or spirit body, may have mutated, although he came to earth and obtained a human body, but his spirit clearly still retains the ability to connect with something in the sky, and he has been offline for the past few months, but the unexpected crystal strengthens and re-establishes this connection. As for the ancient device in the sky, whether it is a satellite or a space station, it is still in a state of failure, but it is not known whether it is the return of the energy system or the successful restart of the main engine, it has survived, and even now it is still running, although the surveillance footage has become an indescribable lump, but this at least proves that it still exists.

And in this extended line of thought, Gawain had to start worrying about another thing: if the connection between his spirit and the "satellite" in the sky was more close than he imagined, there would even be a connection similar to symbiosis and death...... So once that thing in the sky is really completely finished, wouldn't it be terrible?

He knew that this possibility was not high, after all, he had completed the rebirth based on the shell of Gawain Cecil, and he had clearly heard the words "escape procedure" at the beginning, so his spirit should have been independent, but in this kind of matter involving life and death, no little hidden danger can be let go!

But it is very likely that the thing in the sky is hanging in the synchronous orbit of this planet, and he himself is now trapped in an obscurantist and backward medieval kingdom, let alone repairing that "satellite", he can't even see it now!

In this constant churning of thoughts, Gawain was still observing all the details of the top view, and he noticed that the image was not static, in fact, the hazy patches of color were always producing subtle changes, some areas would be a little brighter, others would slowly darken, and the cycle would be repeated, as if it was regular, but while changing, the whole remained roughly unchanged in distribution and contour.

And just as Gawain was trying to summarize the patterns of those image changes, things changed again.

He suddenly saw a box like a floating window appear above the image, and a line of constantly flickering, as if disturbed, words jumped out of the box, which were characters he did not recognize at all—neither Chinese nor the words of any kingdom or race on the continent of Loren.

But when he looked at the lines in amazement and earnestly, the meaning of those words was directly translated and came to his mind:

"New data, the activity of the giant planet has been increased, and the alert level has been increased to four."

The picture began to shake, layers of distractions appeared on those color patches, and Gawain woke up in horror, his attention quickly turned to the real world outside—the first time he switched his vision like this, and the scene in front of him shook for a moment before it stabilized, and then he suddenly got up from his desk and rushed to the door of the tent, despite the vertigo that still lingered in his mind.

Amber, who had been watching incognito for a long time on the side, was startled, and suddenly jumped out of the shadow form: "Wow! ”

Gawain had already rushed outside the tent at this moment, and the two militiamen standing guard at the door looked back at him in astonishment, and he didn't have time to pay attention, but raised his head to look at the sun hanging high in the middle of the sky.

The giant sun was moving slowly and majestically in the sky, and a halo of mist-like light rippled around the non-dazzling sun wheel, and everything seemed to be normal, but soon, wisps of red on the surface of the sun gradually appeared like bloodshot on the eyeballs.

The image in Gawain's mind continued, and he saw that the top view was like a thermal image with patches of color, almost all of the colors were rapidly deepening, but gradually entering a new stable state, and something that seemed to be numerical appeared at the edge of the picture from time to time, but he couldn't understand it at all.

It instantly occurred to him in his mind: these colors were probably not faults, but some special monitoring mode.

Perhaps a far more useful monitoring mode than a direct top-down view!

The red lines on the sun (some of which had now evolved into patches) appeared more and more, and finally caught the attention of the people working in the camp, who looked up and discussed the changes in the sun in a gesture until the overseer shouted for them to return to work.

Hetty, who was not far away using mud to help strengthen the foundation, also noticed the changes, and she glanced up at the sun, and then set her eyes on the tent in the center of the camp—and sure enough, she saw Gawain looking at the sun with a serious face.

She quickly ran to Gawain: "Ancestor, it seems that it is red again. ”

Gawain waved his hand and motioned for Hetty to remain silent, his eyes fixed on the sun, but his attention was focused on the picture in the world of consciousness.

After a period of time, the crimson part of the sun's surface finally stopped growing, and the text above the "surveillance image" in my mind changed first, and a new prompt popped up: "New data, the giant planet has returned to calm, and the alert has been lifted." ”

The red streaks on the sun's surface quickly faded after this, and the floating colors on the surveillance images gradually calmed down and returned to their original appearance.

However, although the surveillance images have lifted the vigilance, the vigilance in Gao Wen's heart is difficult to lift.

A large number of new discoveries become new clues, and a large number of clues come out at once and pile up and become new problems.

He generated countless conjectures and reasoning, some of which were even bold to the point of being a little insane, but he forcibly suppressed these thoughts anyway, first regaining his composure, and then looking for explanations that were most likely to be close to the truth.

"Ancestors...... Are you alright? Hetty looked at Gawain's face worriedly, "Your face is very bad......"

Amber had slipped out of the tent just now, but the aura around Gawain was so oppressive that the noisy and jumping half-elf never dared to speak, and only then did Hetty break the silence before she dared to speak: "He rushed out before the red spots appeared on the sun, and he scared me......"

"Hetty, can you feel the magic change?" Gawain suddenly turned his head and looked at Hetty seriously.

"There was some mana upwelling just now, and casting spells has become a lot easier," Hetty nodded, mana upwelling is a normal phenomenon when red spots appear on the surface of the sun - in fact, even red spots on the surface of the sun are normal, but the frequency of red spots and mana upwelling has indeed increased recently, plus the disaster of Cecil's collar and Gawain's previous warning are still vivid, she can't help but get nervous again, "Do you want to ...... again?"

Hetty's face grew pale.

"No, it's not to the point where monsters will appear," Gawain shook his head to calm Hetty, he made this judgment on the one hand, from the top view without any signs of demonic tide pollution, and on the other hand, from Gawain Cecil's experience, the elemental power in the air is still stable, then there will be no problem, "just a normal level of red spots and mana upsurge......"

"Mana upwelling and red spots are normal, but they usually only happen once in three or five years," Hetty said worriedly, "but this is the second time in months......

In fact, the worry and tension in Gawain's heart were not much weaker than Hetty's.

Even, because he had to worry about the connection between himself and a certain "monitoring satellite" in the sky, his sense of tension at the moment was even stronger.

But at the same time, he is also very clear that he has now become the pillar of the entire Cecil Territory, especially in front of Heti and Rebecca, all weakness and vacillation cannot be shown.

What's more, weakness and vacillation will not solve the problem at all.

"Don't worry, there will be no monsters, and even if the real demon tide comes, I have experience," Gawain comforted his descendants, "Let everyone do their jobs - only by building a strong and stable homeland can we have the capital to fight against nature." ”

Hetty looked at Gawain's confident eyes, and her heart couldn't help but settle down, she bent down slightly, and went back to her work.

And looking at Hetty, who used magical power to help the construction project, Gawain also nodded slightly.

Perhaps Hetty and Rebecca could not transcend the era and class they were born in many ideological insights, but they had a foundation that no other aristocracy of their time possessed.

That is, they do not think that they can be separated from their subjects because of their status.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for a noble lady of a standard like Hetty to run to the construction site and use magic to assist in construction.

Watching the land quickly harden into a foundation under the influence of magical power, Gawain lamented the convenience of magic, but also realized one thing: after the hardware required for coinage was in place, it might be a good idea to hire some down-and-out wild mages to help build the camp.

But before that, there are more important issues that need to be considered.

Gawain turned back to the tent, sat down at his desk, and wrote three questions on a blank piece of paper:

What is the relationship between the "sun" in the sky and the demon tide on the earth?

What is the possible role and current status of "monitoring satellites"?

Why did Gawain Cecil seven hundred years ago leave behind a crystal that would help him reconnect with the satellite?