reincarnation npc, but tomorrow's ark

Although she wasn't completely exhausted, Arya was still a little tired, after all, she was just an ordinary small-town girl.

Elena watched Bai Ye's actions with curiosity, and her understanding of him underwent a new change. This guy, to be able to memorize so many notebooks in such a short time, was truly astonishing.

He should be well-suited for the courtroom; those obscure scriptures would certainly be no problem for him.

……

While the little judge was lost in thought, Bai Ye had already started the control panel.

"It still reacts, that's incredible technology, especially considering your era," Bai Ye couldn't help but exclaim.

In White Night's homeland, equipment still functioning after sixty years wouldn't be remarkable. However, this is Terra, where the technological level is clearly incomparable to that of White Night's homeland. Therefore, the fact that the control panel is still operational and responsive after so many years of silence is enough to demonstrate the level of technology possessed by the Iberians at that time.

That was the golden age.

"The equipment here is much more complex than the lighthouse in my hometown..." Arya remarked.

“Of course, this is the ‘Eye of Iberia.’ There aren’t many like it in all of Iberia. It’s one of the greatest legacies of the Golden Age, comparable to the Golden Fleet,” Elene said proudly.

"By the way, where are you from?" she asked curiously. This was a question she should have asked much earlier, not now. However, they had been busy fighting and hadn't had the time to inquire about his "origin."

“Rock Bay, a small coastal town, is similar to this place… except the lighthouse is broken, and it’s much smaller.” Arya started a conversation with the judge.

Bai Ye smiled and reminded him from the side:

"Don't just talk, take your time to get familiar with it and help me operate it... You have to thank that Agorian's notes, which allowed me to basically learn how to operate this lighthouse—otherwise, you would be the one with a headache now."

Without that detailed instruction manual, there would probably be a bunch of people watching Arya fumbling around trying to start the lighthouse.

“This is much more complicated than it looks on the blueprints…” Elena scratched her head as she glanced at the blueprints.

"The status is good, the logs have been retrieved. The panel is responding, and the energy module below is also running smoothly." Bai Ye spoke in words she couldn't understand.

"It will restart after restarting." Gloria's voice came through the communicator; she understood this.

"Hold on tight, the noise might be a bit loud in a moment!" Bai Ye said, pressing the start button.

"start up!"

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The ground is shaking.

Long-lost energy is flowing through the pipes, filling the tattered body of the Eye of Iberia to help it open its eyes.

Technological advancements not originating from land once again shone with the brilliance of civilization.

Layer by layer, the lights gradually come on, as the lighthouse restores its lighting system.

“It’s awake. The whole island murmured its first awakening, as if it had been asleep for centuries, and it will shed winter from its body…” Laurentina said softly, “White Night, the view outside is wonderful, it’s a pity you can’t see it with your own eyes.”

"This place isn't bad either."

Bai Ye breathed a sigh of relief, stood up from the dusty, dilapidated chair, and looked at the main control panel in front of him as various indicator lights lit up one by one.

The power system is being restarted.

Bai Ye could sense that the lighthouse was coming back to life; it had been dead for far too long…

"Arya, go pull the lever on the control panel above. We need to activate the Great Lighthouse," Bai Ye reminded her.

The switches that control those parts are still up there, on the highest level, where the "Eye of Iberia" lighthouse is located.

"it is good."

Without hesitation, Arya, who had already rested, climbed directly to the top floor and pulled the most conspicuous lever on the control panel.

There was no sound, but...

The Eye of Iberia has finally opened its eyes.

The blinding light pierced through the ocean, pierced through everything.

……

"Phew—" Dario breathed a sigh of relief. At that moment, he felt a long-lost emotion.

From soldier to judge, and then to witnessing the truth, he was tempered, lost and reborn countless times, becoming one of the few Grand Judges in Iberia.

The difference between a judge and a chief judge is as small as one word, yet they are worlds apart.

He thought he would remain steadfast as iron, making the lamps shine and the swords sharp, and ensuring that every line of the scriptures fulfilled its purpose in the face of all the great enemies of Iberia.

But even now, he still feels a powerful emotion rising in his chest. This emotion does not come entirely from the law and the proclaimed justice.

Having acknowledged its legitimacy, Grand Inquisitor Dario readily accepted the fact that he was feeling joy and pride.

Before becoming a Grand Inquisitor, Dario was also an Iberian.

Even just glimpsing a fraction of that golden age is enough to inspire us.

Elena smiled too.

This was the first time Bai Ye had seen this young judge smile; she was indeed a very cute girl.

Bai Ye took a bottle of drink from his inventory; at least they had a minute to celebrate.

Chapter 146 Base Station

(Still haven't drawn Chinno)

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"Looks like I'm not too late."

Shortly after Bai Ye and the others left, a ripple appeared in the air, followed by the sudden appearance of a small black cube. As the cube unfolded, Kal'tsit and another acquaintance of Bai Ye, the young lich Emengard, appeared in the center of Granfalo, in the plaza.

“Thank you, Miss Messenger,” Kal'tsit said gratefully.

Emengard rolled his eyes:

"I never expected to have to repay the favor Sarkaz owed me so soon."

Although she said that, the lich lady seemed quite willing. She was a messenger from the Lich King's court and had previously owed Bai Ye a favor in Londinium. Bai Ye then sold that favor to Rhodes Island, asking her to do something for Kal'tsit.

This teleportation was orchestrated by the Lich Queen, and it seems even more effective than the Originium Arts of Rhodes Island's elite operator, Misery. The Lich King's court certainly has something to offer; only such strength could allow them to maintain neutrality through multiple branching choices.

"Do you need me to bring anyone else? I see your team is already assembled."

Victoria isn't far from Iberia, at least closer than Lungmen is to the coast. Therefore, Rhodes Island's elite operator squad was able to quickly assemble and head there.

“They don’t need to arrive so early. Our people will wait for the coalition forces from other countries to arrive before they move in, and they will not be carrying out routine guard duties,” Kal’tsit explained.

Rhodes Island's squads are all elite, and their abilities are relatively unique. Their roles are similar to judges, so it would be a waste to use them to fill in the gaps.

……

"Madam, we meet again."

Saint Carmen stood beside the sculpture, gazing at the distant coastline:

“In the past, Granfalo was a stronghold designated by the Inquisition. We transported a large amount of supplies here and sent the best workers and the finest lighthouse engineers that Iberia had left. Of course, there were also technicians.”

"We plan to build this place into a strong position and fortress, and use it as a starting point to reclaim the Eye of Iberia."

“You have failed.” Kal’tsit looked at the town, where the flames were still burning. “There are only two Punisher outposts near the town.”

Carmen nodded:

"Because our plan failed, several cases involving the Agors and the Deep Sea Church occurred here before we even formulated and prepared to implement it. Even the foreman's wife was identified as a bishop of the Deep Sea Church."

"In the end, we abandoned the place. I know the townspeople must have been very disheartened; they said things like, 'The town once shone brightly, giving us the confidence to rebuild our homes. The workers and engineers fought with passion against the disaster, but before the disaster even arrived, the court took everything away.'"

"But we cannot take the risk. Iberia cannot afford a second disaster. We can only take it one step at a time and avoid falling into an abyss."

During their conversation, Kal'tsit and Carmen suddenly stopped. The lich lady, who was sitting on the black box, also floated up and looked towards the distant coastline.

Then the ground began to tremble, and the waves became increasingly violent as they pounded against the seawall.

The tremor lasted only a moment, and then a light shone from the distant sea. The light was so bright that it could be seen even in Granfalo.

Carmen nodded:

"They have succeeded. The Eye of Iberia has been lit again since the Great Silence."

The old man remained calm, unlike Dario who was quite agitated. Indeed, there was nothing to be excited about; the Iberians were simply reclaiming what they once possessed.

Kal'tsit gazed at the distant sea and said softly:

"The Eye of Iberia is not just a lighthouse."

“I’ve heard that your White Nights are building some kind of mobile base station. Only within a single city can mobile communication be seamless; across cities, it’s like an insurmountable chasm. This distance can only be measured on foot by the messenger himself,” Carmen asked, turning her head.

“Yes, there is no means of communication that can solve the interference caused by the Rich Source Stone environment. The only way is to set up base stations at the risk of being destroyed by natural disasters at any time.” Kal'tsit nodded. “Bai Ye is doing a great thing. His businesses are making money, but he is burning even more. He is building mobile base stations at any cost, traveling between cities on fixed tracks. He has also hired professional engineers at high salaries to stay in the base stations and maintain the equipment.”

“These people are no different from those who guard the lighthouse,” Carmen commented.

Of course, neither Kal'tsit nor Carmen knew that White Night was actually slowly adjusting the technology of the mobile base stations. As Luna was gradually able to appear in Terra's real universe, this super artificial intelligence was gradually taking over all the networks.

Bai Ye never engages in unprofitable transactions, nor is he so noble as to perform charity for another civilization on this land. Everything Bai Ye does is purposeful, and it just so happens to benefit the native inhabitants of Terra at the same time—that's all.

The truth is often cruel. Obviously, no one likes to have the eyes of another civilization watching them silently and constantly. After Luna took over the network built by these mobile base stations, she was able to monitor the entire Terra civilization.

The higher the level of digitalization and networking, the greater Luna's authority, and she can gradually become a god of the new world.

……

“The situation in Iberia is different from that on land. There are no Originium in the ocean, so Agor’s communication technology is far ahead of that of the land-based countries. The Eye of Iberia is more than just a lighthouse. Very few people know that it is the microphone that Breogan left us, connecting Iberia.”

Carmen pointed to the sea as she spoke:

"In the past, we relied on these lighthouses to connect the whole of Iberia, including the wells and sea fortresses. However, with the Great Quiet, our communication system was completely destroyed. Since then, Iberia has lost its eyes and its voice. We have become a silent nation, disconnected from one another, which is one of our predicaments."

"The significance of restoring the lighthouse is not just that it gives us eyes again, but also that it allows us to hear each other again."

Carmen then said softly:

"They did a great job..."

Chapter 147 School of Fish

(Before June 21st, I didn't have many games to play, and Dust White made up for that, which was very satisfying.)

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“Well done, but… Saint, have our troops arrived yet?” Kal'tsit suddenly spoke, interrupting Carmen’s thoughts.

“It seems you also heard the voices of those filthy things.” Carmen drew her longsword and took the lantern hanging from her waist, holding it in her hand.

Clearly, the saints had already noticed the signs:

"The noise of the lighthouse being turned on startled the tarantulas. They had previously used that place as their nest, but now they realized that it was no longer a suitable place to build a nest."

Kal'tsit continued:

"So they left their original nests and headed towards us."

But the lich lady beside her had a new problem:

"So, these...sea monsters should have attacked the lighthouse first...now, they're surging towards the shore."

Although she had read about sea monsters in the Great Library before, this was clearly the first time the Lich had witnessed these twisted, non-land-dwelling creatures in person.

Emengard asked a good question without even realizing it herself.

Upon hearing this, Kal'tsit and Carmen exchanged a glance, clearly having already received their answer.

Kal'tsit said slowly:

"It's probably because of Baiye... They repaired the lighthouse too quickly, clearly without having experienced any combat. This means that Baiye has the ability to make Haisi avoid them."

“So instead of attacking the lighthouse, those monsters continued their attack on the land.” Carmen sighed. “That’s a good thing, though. If we draw their fire, they can keep going.”

"But, old man, can we withstand this onslaught?" The lich lady stroked the small black cube in her hand with some distress. "Lord, our agreement doesn't include the fighting part."

"I know, so, Your Excellency, where are our reinforcements?" Kal'tsit's expression remained unchanged, showing no sign of panic. Perhaps she truly rarely displayed such an expression.

Carmen shook her head:

"At least three large formations of punitive forces are escorting the lighthouse repair technicians on the road. In addition, there are several dual-purpose high-speed warships, but they have also made contact with the enemy."

"So, now only we—and a few disheartened townspeople—are left to hold the line," Kal'tsit stated the facts.

As they were talking, the school of tarantulas had already climbed onto the beach.