With their course and goal aligned, Gwen and her military attachés await the tuning of the teleportation circle, which will take them to the shield station. During this time, they spent time visiting the quartermaster at the Tower of Melbourne to get the essentials for an expedition in the trees.

"You're going to face a primeval jungle where vines are as tough as steel cables and can regenerate in a day. This isn't a walk in the park, girl! Are you sure you're going to see the Major?"

The bearded quartermaster looked Gwen up and down, his heart full of suspicion.

"Show me your hand. ”

Gwen did.

"There's hardly a callus on you! it's as smooth as a baby's ass! I warn you, girl, there's no place for a little princess like Yew in the woods outside. You'll be bleeding and scabbing at the end of the first day!"

Gwen sweated in shock. She wasn't trying to imagine the youth of a newborn baby. She had just lost her old flesh, the spending power of an underworld shapeshifter, and it was normal for her newborn dermis to look and feel perfect and silky.

The others laughed at every grievance of the shriveled quartermaster.

"Ah Blue, give her the gear. We'll make sure she's okay. ”

"She's the daughter of some big guy, and why are you bastards playing the honor guard?"

"Need to know the basis. Paul winked at the old man and looked down from above. ”

"Phew!" the quartermaster continued to sort through his belongings. "Three healing potions, two mana potions per person. Wudu. "Eliminate disease for many of you. ”

"Five pairs of leather suits, four sets of exerted fighting nets, four pairs of waterproof hikers, two pieces of magic rope, and a decanter for eternal water. Bring your own wool socks, I'm out of stock. ”

Mr. Gwen hesitated, looked up, and looked at a model unhappily.

"A movable habitat. One hundred HDM crystals, military issues. ”

Each person swiped their fingers across the designated item. By consensus, Gwen was tasked with delivering restorative potions and water.

When she received a model that looked like a log cabin, she had to ask what it was.

"It's a pocket-sized habitat, you know? The Taj Mahal was amazed, and Gwen said she had never seen anything like it. "It's common to camp in areas where it's dangerous to sleep in the wild. ”

"What does it do?"

"You put the crystal here," the Taj Mahal mimicked as he put an HDM crystal into a slot in the toy pod. It produces a small pocket size that can only be seen by a tuned individual. Inside the entrance is a magic-based persistent effect that mimics a hut. We can safely rest, cook and heal there, with up to three crystals per crystal. ”

Gwen marveled at the structure of the toy, spinning it around in her hand.

"Preferably for the sake of a complete human development movement. Paul winced. "The average person gets 10 HDM companies, and the officers get 20 to 50. Most of the money is spent on buying magic stocks, training, and replenishing mana. We don't need to use the cabin. I mean, for the average person, an HDM company is about the equivalent of a month's salary as a low-level maintenance engineer. ”

"That's ... Rarely?" Gwen asked. She might have paid more attention if she had been given a chance to source items, but so far, she didn't need to worry about resources.

Paul looked at her strangely and said, "Nome is paid in currency, not crystal." "I'm talking about conversion here, so it might be a bit crooked. After all, what does a name have to do with crystal magic?"

"Oh. Her face turned bright pink. Since Opa took over her finances, she hasn't thought much about money. In addition, she provided all the training materials.

Gwen felt that she had been neglected in her duties. So much has happened since she came into this world that her past life is no longer real and no longer different. Will Gwen still have a chance to use her previous skills?LDMs, hard drive management systems, currency, there is still a lot to learn before she can apply herself to these fields. This is strong evidence that her "cutting-edge" education completely ignored economics. Her immediate concern is more direct - to be a wizard supreme, master multiple schools of magic, and strive to synergize her choices.

Paul conspired to lean there.

"Gunther's ring is worth about 10,000 HDM. ”

Gwen felt the weight of the ring on her ring finger.

"No accidental magic..."

Her weight now feels like a neutron particle set in her ring.

"The price of having a level 8 enchantment engrave this spell is five thousand HDM Corporation..."

Gwen was bleeding from his face. Her palms were sweaty and tense.

"That doesn't include the materials used to make magic......"

Gwen gave the caster a fierce look, he snorted in satisfaction, and then looked away innocently.

"Okay!" I got confirmation. Jonas interjected between the two of them before Gwen could respond. "Let's go meet Master Surya. ”

The flight from the Shield station turned out to be uneventful.

In this remote outback, there is little sign of a mermaid gate invasion, although that doesn't mean the countryside remains idyllic and untouched.

As Gwen and his party make their way through the land, they can see convoys of goods transported from the plateau to the city, bringing much-needed food and water. Instead, small caravans with vehicles of all sizes, as well as those stuffed into military utility trucks like sardines, are heading to makeshift refugee areas. Until the city cleans the Mermaid Gate and repairs the shield station, the refugees will stay here under the border government's martial law. The process could take months, or even a year, and Gwen didn't know it. When she asked others, they weren't optimistic about the prospects.

"Half a year, let's say there is no mermaid attack, no first-class city to pull our resources, no factional striking," Paul joked.

Others laughed. None of these factors can be avoided.

"Maybe the faction will settle down, I mean, the Big Three will definitely be willing to cooperate under Gunther's leadership. "The gray nosy man is half the blame for the poop show, Gunther is now the de facto leader of the centrists, and the radicals are fans of Gunther," Paul continued, adding that small factions do not cause unnecessary distraction, so what we need to watch out for is outside forces. ”

Gwen and her companions were flying over the makeshift camp when a strange sight emerged. Three servicemen in green olive overalls flew in an arrow-shaped formation, flanked by an inexperienced girl, dressed in a short black skirt and white blouse, with a sharp silhouette against a cloudless blue sky.

Paul uses the opportunity to teach Gwen how to fly, but it takes hundreds of hours for Gwen to envelop the air around her like an extension of her body. When casting spells and fighting dogs, subconsciously operate the flying pale yellow, which is rare in any woods.

It took them another two hours to reach Suriya's estate, by which time the sun had begun to set over the horizon.

The estates of Surya no longer have the idyllic scenery of an inland oasis. Instead, in record time, the entire building was converted into a reception area for refugees and supplies, with a train of trucks idling outside the house waiting to enter. Unlike many of her neighboring owners, Surya is a true survivor of the last Coral Sea conflict and a veteran of multiple evacuations. When the news of the breach of the shield wall reached Zuria's ears, he had instructed Tess and Melissa to prepare the compound.

Rows and rows of deformed stone and iron form independent makeshift shelters, hundreds and thousands, stretching from one side of the estate to the other. Once the blue lawn of the emerald buffalo, it is now littered with the rubbish of savages fleeing danger and tragedy, littered with cardboard, clothes, and bits and pieces of life left behind by refugees.

The Infinity Water feature itself has been transformed into an aqueduct that provides fresh water to the camp. The moulding workshop, where the sculptures were made, was transformed into an open kitchen, where dozens of men and women rotated around with plates and pots.

"Your grandfather was a wonderful man," Jonas sang with genuine awe.

Jonas slowed their descent and showed his badge to a military mage stationed on the perimeter. The young man saluted them and pointed them in the direction of the large house, which, from the outside, had been converted into a makeshift clinic.

"Yes. Gwen didn't know much about her Opa company and couldn't add to it in the comments, but the compliment filled her with a vertiginous sense of pride.

When they land, there is a welcome party waiting for them.

"Richard! Percy!" Gwen screamed with delight as she lunged at her relatives. Richard was the first person to contact her, when she thought everything was lost, and his good wishes filled her with bold hopes. Her brother too, it hurts at the first glance. After all this happened, she suddenly felt a bout of guilt for not thinking too much about Percy during the crisis. Seeing his haggard smile and pale face, she felt her heart filled with motherly love, sisterly love, and angry disappointment, and he didn't even give her a message throughout the painful ordeal.

Hagen! The sound of clearing her throat diverted her elated direction.

"Opa!" Gwen changed course and flew onto Opa's bony arm, nearly knocking the old man down.

"My cucu!" Surya hugged her granddaughter, feeling the softness of her body wrapping around his own scarecrow. There was a vitality in this girl that he had never felt before, as if the girl had somehow become younger.

"Oh, I'm so worried!" Surya felt that her granddaughter was not only safe, but also that there was no physical evidence of injuries to ease the tension. After she told him the story, he gave up halfway, thinking she would be on the corpse.

"I miss you too, Opa," Gwen brushed her lips across the beard on his face, feeling her grandfather's mane tingle into her delicate flesh, stinging and itching. Despite what they've said before, a physics session creates a peculiar feeling that information spells can't be replicated.

When Opa finally frees Gwen from his arms, Gwen is content that she is one, and Gwen turns to Percy and Richard. The joy of that moment had passed, so Gwen cautiously asked if their evacuation of the city was accidental.

"Actually, I only arrived a few hours ago. Richard grinned, even though Gwen could see exhaustion written all over his face. "I can't believe how much has changed. Today is a long day for many of us. How do you feel yourself?"

"What's the matter?" Gwen asked. If something bothered Richard, she wanted to lend a hand.

"There's nothing I can't do. Richard tried to put aside her concerns, but Gwen clearly sensed that the young man was trying to avoid making her anxious.

"Richard......" Gwen wondered, but her curiosity had to wait.

She turned to Percy, who watched silently as she interacted with Sulia and Richard. They say girls change quickly between the ages of 13 and 18, but in Gwen's opinion, the changes that have taken place in Percy are just as surprising. The boy had only seen him a few times in the past year and a half, and he was becoming more and more like their father.

Percy, like Moyer, also has a strange, indescribably handsome character that is gradually becoming a half-breed, with a strong jaw and a well-spoken chin, but with a delicate mouth and a weak nose. His eyes are darker than the hazel eyes shared by Gwen and Helena, which make him appear more vivid and prominent, with Gwen's fair skin and bright eyes often appearing shy and dignified. His complexion is similar to that of their grandfather, giving him a honey-colored tan that gives the illusion that he enjoys the outdoors.

"Hey, man, how's life?" asked Gwen carefully.

"Well, I guess, before all that happens. Percy looked unkindly at the wild man who was circling the place. "You know, I was going to study at Prince. ”

"I'm sad to hear that," Gwen replied, now not knowing how to approach her brother because she had insulted Helena at the Huang family's estate.

Then it occurred to her that of her. The Huang family's industry. Their estate is in Kiribili.

Gwen turned and grabbed Richard, just as his attention turned inward, causing the young man's uneasy fear of her.

"Richard, your family ......"

"They're safe, like I told you, right inside. ”

"Your estate, your property, their investment, your first-level research ......"

Richard wanted to put on another grinning face, but the blunt young man had a hard time hiding his emotions.

"You know what's going on. You won some, you lost some. I think 20 years of peace have put us at a disadvantage. ”

"Oh, Richard......"

Before Gwen could pursue the matter, Surya instructed them to assemble on the east flank. The rest of the building, including the guest rooms, has been converted to serve refugees.

As they walked through the atrium, Gwen felt a slight premonition that triggered her talent for divination. She stopped to look at her surroundings and noticed that a pair of hazel eyes with thick eyelashes met her own.

They both sighed. Gwen and she shouldn't have been staring so intently. Now it is impossible to avoid embarrassment.

"Mom. Gwen was silent for a moment, then curtsy.

"Gwen," her mother greeted her. Gwen's eyes scanned the space around her and saw that her stepfather was gone.

"Don is helping the Vault," Helena retorted in a proud tone. "As we speak, his manufacturer is bringing us supplies. ”

It wasn't something Gwen wanted to know, but she complimented Helena anyway.

They looked at each other for a few more moments, each wondering if there was any kindness to exchange.

"I'm glad you're okay," Gwen finally chanted.