The Sentinel's Tower stands on the ground.

For those born in the Great Recession, the Sentinel Towers are a kind of miraculous structure beyond their imagination, these giant magical devices with a body of hundreds of meters high, including the pedestal and floating height, are more than the technological limits of any modern human kingdom (including the Duchy of Cecil), and each Sentinel Tower surging with surging energy is enough to support the simultaneous operation of all the mage towers in the entire Ansu Royal City, and they use many technologies - including large anti-gravity fields, adaptive shield technology, Force field joint projection technology, etc., so that today's anthropologists can only look up.

After establishing the Third Forward Base and ensuring supplies and roads in the rear, Cecil's engineering team continued southward, and finally reached the foot of the Sentinel's Tower, which needed to be reinforced, on the 1st of Frost Moon, where the engineers laid the first stake for the camp on the high ground known as the "Hill of Thunder".

Former member of the 100-person aid group, a carpenter, a middle-aged craftsman from the royal capital "Bruce" is the chief architect of this "pinnacle base", this short, middle-aged man stood on a large wooden box in the center of the camp, holding the reference drawings in his hand, staring at the construction of the workers with wide eyes, and his nose, which was red from excessive drinking, was even more red and shiny in the slightly smelly wasteland wind.

"Connect the magic net first - don't rush to turn on the obelisk, connect the substrate first! Those who go to the wall should be careful not to leave the shield range, especially the breeze barrier - the air here is not good for your health!! Char, Bob, take the three of you to put up the jammer, or the obelisk won't turn on......"

Bruce's loud voice echoed in the construction site, this middle-aged man from the royal capital was full of momentum and high morale - he looked at the busy construction site in front of him, at the exotic wasteland outside the construction site, at the huge tower close at hand and the dense energy barrier around the tower, the tension in his heart had all turned into excitement and excitement, and even a little pride.

That's where great architects should be.

He was a veteran carpenter from the royal capital, and his ancestors had been carpenters for generations, but he had not been born a peaceful man, and Bruce Rock swore by his surname—a surname that recognises at a glance the dwarven ancestry of his ancestry—that he was born to do great things. He longed for adventure, longed to do great things in the extraordinary field, rather than being a carpenter in the stable royal capital, but he didn't have any extraordinary talent, even if the dwarven blood passed down from his ancestors only gave him more strength, so he inherited the family's signature in the end, but the development plan of the southern border ...... Let this restless carpenter see hope.

He was one of the few members of the 100-member construction team who took the initiative to sign up.

"Is the jammer in place? Report it immediately when you're in place - it's your safety, don't delay your efforts!! ”

Bruce's loud voice rang out again.

He did see extraordinary opportunities in the south, he saw the attack of the aberrations, he also saw the rise of a magic city, he saw the establishment of the principality, and he also saw the vigorous "new industrial city plan", he did his best to seize these opportunities, and proved his strength in front of the great architect Gordon, and today, he finally met the biggest opportunity-

Start work on the wasteland.

There was no doubt that this significant "service" would be his greatest achievement, and Bruce thought that he would even be directly rated as a "great architect" when he returned—just like Mr. Gordon, who was also a "great architect", one of Cecil's most senior technicians. And in this position, there are only a few people, such as Mr. Nicholas Egg, the "Great Craftsman", Mr. Carmel, and Miss Rebecca......

The camp's infrastructure was quickly laid out, with easy-to-assemble magic web units first connected to powerful arrays, and several "Iron Ambassadors" at the center of these magic web matrices connected online, but before these versatile vehicles that could act as magic obelisks activated their crystals, several special devices were first erected throughout the base.

They were poles made of metal, the bottom of which was buried deep in the ground, and two meters above were branched out into parallel "branches", a series of runes were distributed on the surface of the branches, and small pieces of crystal were embedded in the top of the metal branches like the head of a staff, emitting a faint light.

These devices are "jammers".

It is very dangerous to use a high-powered magic device near the Great Wall, because the monsters that breed in the Tide have an unquenchable thirst for pure magic, just as the aberrations that wander outside will actively approach human towns, and the powerful Magical Obelisk is like a lighthouse in the dark in the dark in front of these monsters - this is already located on the heights of the Sentinel Tower, and for some monsters who are strong in perception, this is already their sniffing area, In order to prevent the magic obelisk from attracting powerful monsters at the moment of activation, and to prevent the magnificent wall, which is not in good condition, from being attacked by monsters, the construction personnel must make some preparations in advance.

Jammers are made for this.

Its branched branches were inscribed with runes of aura obscure, mana concealment, and elemental disturbance, and their effects weren't perfect, but given the average IQ of the wasteland monsters, the spell effects were enough to disrupt the judgment of the aberrations at a distance.

Of course, if the enemy is close enough, or if the monster has an extremely keen sense and rudimentary intelligence, these simple jammers will not be effective, and the safety of the camp will still depend on the magnificent walls and the guns in the hands of loyal soldiers - but as long as it can filter out six or seven percent of the monsters, it will already meet Gawain's requirements.

At the edge of the camp, Gawain stood on a boulder next to the "Thundering Hill", watching the pioneers set up those jammers in several predetermined places, and as they were activated one by one, the crystals and rune arrays shimmered, and the magical aura escaping from the entire camp quickly became faint and chaotic.

This level of camouflage can't hide from the high-level or even mid-level powerhouses, but it must be able to filter out more than seventy percent of the aberrations.

The nearby air twisted slightly, and Amber's figure condensed from the air, and she came to Gawain's side and said casually, "The jammer has been activated." ”

"I see it."

"To be honest, I was relieved when this thing was activated," Amber said with a pompous gesture wiping the non-existent sweat from her forehead, and then a little curious, "but then again...... This jamming technology is necessary to survive in the wasteland...... We rely on jammers to protect the camp, so how do other 'tower repair troops' solve the problem? For example, the team on the Western Side......"

Gawain glanced at the half-elf: "Your brain is stuck again?" ”

"Hey, what do you mean by that!"

"Do you need to ask such a simple question?" Gawain casually knocked Amber on the head, "To put it bluntly, the jammer is a spell-casting device, and it is not a high-level magic - those teams without jammers can find a few mage pestles in the camp, stand in a fixed position and put a day's breath masking and magic concealment, and change people when they are tired, or give a chair to sit on." ”

Amber blinked her eyes, and after suddenly reacting, she couldn't help muttering, "Mom, I suddenly felt so stupid after thinking about that picture......"

"Isn't it stupid? But before the advent of 'universal' and 'civilian' magic devices, all mages actually did so," Gawain shrugged, "they pride themselves on being able to wield and unleash their supernatural powers, and to this day, the transcendents in most of the region outside of Cecil still think so." ”

Hearing Gawain's words, even Amber, who doesn't like to use her brain very much, couldn't help but think about it, and Gawain shook his head and turned to look in the direction of the Sentinel Tower.

The behemoth gray-white tower body is suspended in the anti-gravity field, quietly releasing its huge energy between the dirty and twisted heaven and earth, and the pedestal of the tower, which looks like a hill, is set up at the top of the Thundering Hill, part of it is integrated with the hill, a large number of complex structures are hidden deep in the rock and soil, there are several raised "ridges" extending from the connection between the base and the hill, like the aerial roots of trees extending far out of the earth—part of it extends in the direction of the Black Forest, The camp set up by Cecil's engineering team is located near one of the "ridges".

Gawain knows that the "ridge" that seems to be an aerial root is actually the integrated sensor and engineering pipeline summary unit of the Sentinel Tower, each base will extend out six symmetrically, three of which are located outside the barrier, and the other three are located inside the barrier, they constantly collect pollution readings inside and outside the barrier, and upload them to the tower's artificial intelligence for reference, to ensure that the barrier can be adjusted in real time with the change of internal and external pressure, the magical "adaptive shield" technology of the Sentinel Tower, In fact, it relies on these complex and large arrays of inductors.

In such a close proximity to the human kingdom, there is such a superb technological product - but just because of a black forest, a dark mountain range, and seven hundred years of sinking and decay, the decline of Ansu is unimaginable...... Civilization is really a very fragile thing.

What did the elves who had built the Sentinel Tower think after seeing the sinking of the human kingdom, especially Ansu?

Will they despise it? Or will they be amazed, just as people on earth marvel at the great decline of European technology after the fall of the ancient Roman Empire, marveling at the replacement of civilization by barbarism? Or...... They had no time to lament the decline of humanity, because even they themselves could no longer build the core of those towers.

An agile figure jumped onto the boulder, and Thorderlin, with a short bow in his hand, appeared in front of Gawain.

"Sentinels have been arranged in the surrounding area, and no corrupt monsters have been found approaching at present."

"Very well, let the Ranger warriors be on their guard," Gawain nodded slightly, and then suddenly said, "You go and organize a team of elite soldiers, and then call Sonia to meet me together." ”

Thorderling was stunned for a moment: "Call Mother?" What to do? ”

"I'm going to enter the Sentinel's Tower," Gawain said, "and check the inside. ”

Before Thorderling could respond, Amber next to him had already exclaimed, "Mom-old zongzi, are you kidding?" ”

"I'm going to joke about that?" Gawain glanced at the half-elf, "We're here to solve the problem of the Sentinel's Tower - just building the secondary tower and the pressure relief point can be done by a good architect with drawings and an engineering team, and our point here is to find as many clues as possible from the Sentinel's Tower." ”

"I see," Toldlin bowed his head, "I'll go arrange for the staff." ”

"Do I have to go with me?" Amber couldn't help but point to her nose, "You didn't tell me before you came that you were going to run into the Sentinel Tower - standing eight hundred meters away from the barrier is already my limit, I'll tell you......"

Gawain didn't speak, just looked at her with a smile, and after seeing this familiar "you can do it anyway, I'll have to take you away in the armpit for a while" expression, Amber's pointed ears still drooped: "Okay, okay, who asked me to take your salary......"

"I would have said no earlier."