Chapter 1047 Post-War Ruins

In the huge temporary shelter, the dragons who woke up from their mental slumber dragged their tired and scarred bodies together, and the huge sun gradually rose to the high point of the sky. Even in this cold North Pole, the warmth brought by the sun It also slightly dispelled the cold that was entrenched in the ruins of the war—even though the cold wind was still blowing across the ground non-stop, Melita still felt a little relieved and warm in the refuge.

She wasn't sure whether this feeling came from the broken but still standing walls around her, or from the surviving compatriots in sight.

Some of the dragons gathered in the refuge maintain the form of a giant dragon, and receive limited treatment or "repair" in this form, while the other part maintains a human form, in order to save energy and material consumption, and Make room for others—the scale of these ruins is not large, and the shelter they can provide is very limited. If every dragon shows its body here, it will definitely not be enough for everyone to settle down.

Under a huge semi-molten metal tower in the center of the refuge, Melita saw the red dragon Calador—he stood on a high place in human form, his fiery red hair and beard stood out from the crowd, and several other The clansmen are busy nearby, some are tending to the wounded, and some seem to be trying to repair some machines dug out of the ruins.

"Melita!" Calador saw the approaching Miss Blue Dragon from a distance, and said in surprise, "You're still alive!"

"You are still alive," Melita smiled and looked at this senior in the jury—he is a trustworthy old red dragon. Since thousands of years ago, Melita has often fought with The other party partnered, "Where's Takdam?"

"Dead, we have found his body," Calador said with a trace of sadness in his tone, but more numbness in the sadness, "The same is true for the others, only two of us survived in the six groups. "

As he said that, the red dragon had keenly noticed the weakness in Melita's breath: "You need treatment and rest—what about the implant? Is there a problem with the implant?"

"I feel that the muscle booster under the left wing has been burned, and the entire nerve booster from the spine to the tail is also destroyed," Melita sensed the situation of the body, "the injury is still there Well, I can feel myself healing...the key is the implant, can this be repaired now?"

"...Probably we can only do some emergency treatment, remove the damaged and harmful things, and wait for the body to heal those wounds by itself - of course, healing magic will speed up this process," Calador said with a frown, "You should Already know, we've now lost Omega, and all automatic systems - only a few makeshift tools dug up from the ruins are available here, and a few undamaged boosters."

"Then remove my broken parts, fortunately the problem is not a fatal system," Melita exhaled,

"As for the synergist...let's keep it for now, I'm in good condition, and the synergist is reserved for the seriously injured."

...

A cave in the temporary shelter was transformed into a medical center to receive and treat those extremely serious injuries that required major surgery on the body. Melita, who had recovered her dragon form, lay quietly in one place and was cleaned up. On the platform that came out, he was waiting for the mechanic of the medical center to remove the last damaged booster device near his spine. She tried her best to shield the tingling pain from her nerve endings, and her gaze slowly scanned the scene in the cave——

Materials and equipment unearthed from the ruins were piled up around the cave, and the automatic devices that had lost power were disassembled and thrown into the corner. The cave was filled with a strange smell mixed with blood and engine oil. The original ventilation system here obviously It has lost its function, and even the lighting is maintained by a few magic light spheres floating in mid-air.

Melita couldn't remember how many years she hadn't seen this primitive lighting spell in Tarrond—before that, Omega had been taking care of the dragons like a nanny.

"It's the last part, it might hurt a bit," a hoarse voice came from near the back, "I tried my best to suppress your nerve activity with magic power, but the effect is relatively limited, so bear with it."

"Just take it apart, mechanic," Melita moved her neck slightly, "my willpower is still quite... oh my god damn it, I got a #￥x-on:#￥%%￥!!"

"It's taken down."

"It doesn't hurt a little bit!" Melita woke up from the severe pain that seemed to doubt her life, and she was very surprised that she still had the strength to speak to others, "Are you sure you can use spells to help me relieve the pain?"

"The spell did its best, but the old model booster you're using has a problem with the interface - luckily it didn't cause irreversible damage to your nerves. Now relax, I'm casting a healing spell, and your wounds will heal quickly .”

As the other party's voice fell, Melita finally felt the pain in her back rapidly reducing, and even began to feel that her flesh and blood were gradually joining together again. She was slightly relieved, and suddenly said jokingly: "Model It doesn't matter what, it's all the same now—we should be saying goodbye to implants, right?"

"...It seems like this now," the mechanic came down from the platform and came to Melita to sort out and clean the blood-stained tools. The young red dragon had a tired face, but she There is still no lag in the movement of the hand, "The Omega system is gone, and many implants that are directly connected to the Omega system are now hidden dangers-although there will be no problems in a short time, but for safety, it is best to Either take it all down or shut it down. Also now that there is a shortage of various parts, the factory is shut down, and many implants that are damaged beyond repair will eventually have to be taken down... The only good news is that at least a mechanic like me is still there know how to take them apart, and we haven't forgotten that knowledge too far."

Melita noticed the young mechanic's skillful handling of those tools when she heard this, and she looked at him with some surprise: "You... seem to be very good at using this old-style tool to handle implants?"

"My grandfather taught it. Before he died, he always said that these technologies are useful things... It is said that he was the last generation of mechanics who participated in the design of Gomodo implants. After him, no one directly participated in mechanical design. And manufactured——all the work is handed over to Omega and the factory's automatic system," the young mechanic finished handling everything, and looked up at Melita, "Actually, a mechanic like me who has a little 'craft' The master said more or less, said less or less...Although not everyone has a grandfather who was a mechanic, everyone has their own way."

Melita blinked and whispered to herself, "I never knew..."

"Upper Tallond will not allow this kind of 'private work', and even most of the blocks in the lower Tallond you can touch will not encounter a dragon like me," the mechanic smiled, his tone very serious. Lightly said, "It's more illegal than those corner workshops - illegal implants are banned, but there's still a market in the deepest neighbourhoods, and the Omega doesn't care that it happens every day in those neighbourhoods. what."

"...Sorry," Melita said subconsciously, although she didn't understand what she had to "sorry", "I really don't understand these things."

"There is nothing to be sorry for, we were no different before, and there is no difference now," the mechanic smiled and put away her tools, "I can barely deal with the problems with the implants, and the damage to the flesh and blood depends on you." Don’t worry, my healing spells are limited, if you still feel something is wrong, you can go to Calador.”

After saying this, the mechanic turned his head and left the platform where Melita was - she still had a lot of work to do, and she didn't have much time to talk to the dragons with damaged implants before they could rest in peace. people gossiping.

After the mechanic left, Melita looked up, and the cold old machines or damaged mechanical arms around her remained silent. After losing the support of the Omega system, these things would no longer actively operate, helping her inject Scale maintenance after synergists or surgery.

In a burst of radiance, Melita recovered her human body, and then climbed down the iron ladder on the edge of the platform—she didn’t jump down rashly or cast the flying spell. After losing the neural booster device, She still needs a little time to readjust to this much weaker body.

She walked out of the cave and came to the open space outside. The slightly dim skylight shone obliquely, shining on the square full of ruined walls.

Only then did she realize that she had been lying in the cave for a long time, and the huge sun that was originally high in the sky had gradually sank to near the horizon—then there would be a dusk that lasted half a day, and the sun would rise and fall slowly on the horizon once, and It started to rise again early the next morning.

Melita took a breath of the cold air to cheer herself up a little, and then she noticed that there seemed to be some commotion ahead, so she walked towards that side.

A lot of dragons in human form gathered around the red dragon Calador, but when Melita arrived, the small commotion here had subsided, and the gathered dragons gradually faded away, and Calador breathed a sigh of relief. And noticed Melita's approach.

"Are you okay?" The elderly red dragon looked at Melita, "I thought you were going to rest for half a day."

"After solving the problem of the implant, it's good that the injuries on the body recover slowly, there is no need to occupy the position in the cave," Melita said, and at the same time looked at the scattered figures curiously, "What happened? ? Could there be trouble?"

"The Dragon Clan is not so unbearable," Calador said in a low voice, "It's just that there was a little trouble when distributing supplies and work... After losing the assistance of the automatic system, even such small things frequently encountered problems. It's kind of ironic."

Having trouble distributing supplies and jobs?

Melita couldn't help repeating Calador's words in her heart, and her eyes slowly swept across the dilapidated camp. What she saw were the exhausted clansmen and the injured who were in urgent need of recuperation, and the shelter had to face The problems are so obvious: not enough food, not enough medical supplies, not enough labor, not enough labor tools.

It is true that the powerful body of the giant dragon is enough to support the compatriots to survive on this cold and windy continent for a long time, but this kind of survival seems hopeless. Most of Tarrond has been reduced to scorched earth, and Ordinary dragons who have long been accustomed to the meticulous care of the Omega system and the automatic factory seem to have no idea how to survive in this primitive land...

For some reason, Melita suddenly thought of the distant Loren Continent at this moment, and thought of the humans who had also experienced wasteland and re-emerged on that continent.

"We should find a way to ensure the basic survival of the tribe first," she couldn't help but said, "We can survive for a long time without food, but we will still have to eat sooner or later... Where does our current food come from? Come?"

"The food collected from the ruins can last for a while. Although many things have been burned, there are still intact stocks in some factories and storage facilities buried deep in the ground," said a dragon who passed by. , "There are not many things collected, but... our current population is not large."

"Those things will be eaten sooner or later, we still have to find a way to restore food production," Calador said in a deep voice, "We don't know where else we can grow food on this continent, but the ocean can provide some food... ..."

"In addition, we still have to find a way to repair some factories-Omega is gone, we can find a way to bypass the automatic circuit and restart those machines manually," said another dragon, "We can't dig out the booster from the ground and the parts needed to repair the implants to..."

"We need to build some stronger shelters. Many buildings here are about to collapse, and the number is not enough for everyone to live in..."

Some passing dragons began to discuss, but this discussion did not bring hope and encouragement, but instead made each dragon confirm the dire situation in front of him. Melita could feel that the atmosphere on the scene was obviously declining. She never thought that the brilliant and powerful Tarrond would encounter such a predicament one day, although compared with the original fate of extinction, the current situation seems to have changed Much better, but surviving this situation... doesn't seem like much luck.

She couldn't help thinking wildly, and then suddenly noticed something: "Calador, hasn't Noretta come back yet?!"

"Noretta?" The red dragon Calador seemed to remember Miss Bailong who had left the camp at noon at this time. He frowned, and immediately subconsciously wanted to call Noretta through the Omega system. There was a hollow noise coming from the resonating core of his body, and he realized that he had made a mistake again.

He raised his head and looked towards the sky south of the camp: "She should have come back at least an hour ago... The place she is going to explore is not far from here, no matter whether there are survivors found, the round trip will be very fast... ..."

"Did she go alone?" Melita asked anxiously.

"Yes, alone... We have limited manpower, and the southern area is very close, so she went by herself..."

Melita walked away without waiting for the other party to finish speaking, and at the same time quickly switched to the dragon form: "I'm going to find her!"

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