"These rails are the last ones of the day," the leaf poked out of the canopy, "I'm sorry for you." ”

"Wrap it up on me!" Moriel patted her flat chest, then whistled, "Come out, my servant Momota!"

I saw a blue orb emerge from the void and quickly swell to the height of a tree. It stretched out its transparent limbs like two hands, scooped up the rails stacked on the ground, and swallowed them into its stomach - but the tracks were too long to swallow completely, so the front and back ends were exposed, as if the sphere had been pierced at first glance.

"Momo...... I remember the last time you called it Momoka. ”

"Really?" Moliel said, tilting her head, "but it doesn't matter, it's important to shout it out - that makes it look imposing, doesn't it?"

"Uh," Ye Zi thought for a moment, "Did Mizuki tell you?"

"Eh, how do you know?" asked Moriel curiously, "and she invited me to join the detective team." ”

Since the release of the Magic Shadow, Luo Jia has left a deep impression on everyone by shouting that she turned into a giant wolf for her sister and pounced on the enemy. Later, it was fueled by the detective group, and shouting slogans while exerting their abilities became a fashionable practice among the young witch community. This was no secret in Neverwinter, but Miss Ye had been in the Hidden Forest for a long time, and the last time she was seen was at His Majesty's enthronement ceremony, she could also know so clearly, which was quite surprising to Moriel.

"Because...... No, nothing. Leaf coughed twice and turned his head to look in the direction of Neverwinter, "There are new supplies entering the forest, I'll go over first." ”

Though she wanted to know the answer, she tried her best to suppress her curiosity and waved her hand at the leaves.

The latter turned into a flickering spirit in the blink of an eye, merging into the shadows of the trees.

I heard that this ability can make the other party appear from one end of the hidden forest to the other in an instant, as long as it happens in the forest, there is no leaf that does not know. Thousands of trees can also be the foundation of her magic absorption, and because of this, she can control the plants to transport building materials to the front line, and the efficiency of the magic minions is nothing compared to the efficiency of carrying them.

This is the power of ability evolution.

I don't know when I will be like Miss Ye, Moriel thought enviously, it has been almost four or five months since she came to Neverwinter, and there is no problem with literacy or anything, and when she finishes learning the principles of nature, it should be her turn to evolve, right?

She climbed atop the head of the magical minions and controlled Momota as she walked out of the forest.

As soon as she came out of the forest, a busy scene suddenly appeared in front of her.

"One, two, three, up!"

"A little further to the left!"

"Slow down, slow down!"

Nearly 1,000 workers gathered around both sides of the railway extending to the northeast, nervously and orderly repairing the tower zero station. As the first stop on the way to the ruins of Tachira, it actually serves as a cover forest terminus. The four bunkers are located at the four corners of the station, and they are connected by moats and retaining walls, and workers dressed in various colors and even shirtless pass through them.

"Yo, isn't this Miss Moriel?

"I'm going to trouble you again today, the train crew is too busy. ”

"Miss Moriel, there's a steam engine down here, can you help us straighten it out?"

Magical minions slowly weave their way through the crowd with railroad tracks, and every now and then someone greets her or asks her to help—she's only been here for a week, and many people already remember her name.

Although Moriel's main mission is to prevent accidents on the Seagull, she is more than willing to lend a helping hand whenever someone asks for help – just like on the Sleeping Isle.

Moriel is also genuinely happy when she sees others smiling and thanking her.

To her delight, only witches and a handful of fjorders would thank her on the Sleepy Island, and there was not much she could do to help other than loading and unloading the cargo. And here, everyone treats her like a celebrity, and there are places where she needs her help, as the saying goes, more gratitude is more happiness, as long as the Seagull does not take off, she will walk along the railroad with her magic servants all day.

After leaving Tower Zero, the scenery changed again.

Columns of smoke loomed into Moriel's field of vision.

That's the traces left by the train.

In fact, these steel behemoths are the main force that takes over from the leaves, and they are constantly transporting supplies out of the forest to the front lines of construction, as if they never get tired. The rails she carried were only a small part of what was left.

Unfortunately, according to Her Highness Tilly, these big guys are not so easy to make, and there are only two or three of them in Neverwinter so far - which is why the Seagull needs to travel frequently between Neverwinter and the front line: no matter what the fighting in the Fertile Plains is, the rear must maintain production.

The closer we got to the end of the track, the more soldiers wore uniforms.

After a week of observation, Moriel was able to roughly distinguish between recruits and battle-hardened warriors - the former were usually the ones who sat on the ground listening to the instructor's lecture and sneaking a glance at her from time to time, and those who were so focused on wiping the weapons in their arms that they turned a blind eye to her were basically the latter.

"Look closely, these are the forms of the devil known at the moment!" said an instructor, tapping the picture on the small blackboard, "the most common is the madman, with a burly body and thick arms, and can throw extremely accurate bone spears, but they can't throw them continuously - unless it's time for the dog to jump off the wall!"

"Hahaha......" There was a burst of laughter from the crowd.

"Laugh at the fart!" the instructor scolded, "When I really see that scene, I'm afraid you'll be scared out of your pee." Neither escaping nor surrendering at this time will save your poor little life, the only right thing to do is to aim at it, pull the trigger, and kill it before it kills you!"

"Yes!" everyone replied in unison.

"Then look at the next one," he pointed to another image, "this monster with eyes on the door of the head is the Fear of the Heart, and although it is far less numerous than the previous one, it is much more powerful. When they see you, they can make you so scared that you can't move, just waiting to be slaughtered by the enemy. This kind of weird spiritual attack can be restrained by the Divine Punishment Stone, and those who go to the front line will also distribute the Divine Stone, but you may lose it one day and encounter them without the Divine Stone. ”

"So what to do?"

"Pray to your grandmother, or imagine in your mind some favorite person or object, in short, how you usually overcome your fears, and do it then!"

Upon hearing this, Moriel noticed that someone was looking at her.

And she smiled and winked at each other.

"Hey, where are you looking!" the instructor yelled, "If you don't want to listen to the class, just roll me to the construction site and carry the cement!"

The man quickly retracted his head.

Hey, so it's more likable than a veteran, or a recruit.

Moriel pursed her lips and controlled the magical minions to move on.

After walking another few hundred meters, she could already see the front edge of the track, where workers, soldiers, and witches mingled, working together to erect the railway farther away.

The most striking figure in the crowd was a long-haired woman in overalls.

Her Royal Highness Anna Wimbleton, Queen of the Grey Keep.