Chapter 1103 Tacit Understanding

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The flourishing of humanity often stems from the decline of divinity.

In the vast and boundless courtyard of shadows, the two former gods fell into silence and contemplation at the same time. Only the magic net terminal on the side was still projecting light, shadow and sound from the mortal world. This kind of silence lasted for a long time, Mirmi Na Cai suddenly broke the silence: "It seems that it is right to find you to kill time... If it is me, I am afraid it will take a long time to observe the changes in myself."

Amoen's gaze quietly fell on Mirmina: "So that's why you've been bothering me all this time?"

"No, the main reason is that you have internet here."

"... Well, at least honesty is a good character," Amon seemed to want to sigh, but finally got back to the topic, "Then tell me about your 'humanity'—do you have a clue why your humanity Part of it has improved so quickly?"

"How can I have any clue?" Mirmina shook her head, the confusion in her tone was sincere, "In the final analysis, everything I have done so far is an adventure, an experiment, and there is no reference before. For example, there is not much exact data in the process, and I can only estimate the changes in my divinity and humanity based on my feelings. Maybe this is the normal situation now? Anyway...humanity flourishes, divinity declines, That's always a good thing."

"Divinity means madness. The more we lean towards it, the farther we are from reason. But on the other hand, divinity also means the connection between us and mortal thoughts. Mortals will not suddenly forget certain things collectively, so this kind of It is impossible for the connection to disappear..." Amoen's eyes were crystal clear, and his voice echoed softly in the courtyard, "According to our knowledge, the mortal world has neither experienced a large-scale population reduction in recent times, nor It is possible that within a few months there will be a transfer of thought trends all over the world, and the speed at which your divinity is declining is obviously far faster than the speed at which mortals forget you... This is a huge anomaly, I think it is best not to use a casual sentence 'It's all a good thing' explains the past."

"...Well, I also think that in just these few months, mortals will not have forgotten me," Mir Mina was silent for a moment, and had to restrain her indifferent look, and began to take Ah Moen asked the question, "But speaking of my 'humanity'...Old Lu, you seem to have changed recently, didn't you notice it?"

"I don't like the nickname you gave me," Amon said immediately, and then his eyes shrank a little, which was a sign of his deep thinking, "You said I have changed recently?"

"Yes, and it has changed a lot," Mirmina said directly, "The biggest change is that you talk a lot more now, and more and more 'initiatives' are appearing in your character—I still remember just now When I saw you, you looked sluggish and dull, although you are still sluggish now, you are not lazy at all."

Amorn fell into deep thought, and in his thoughts he said slowly: "So... the divinity of you and me is declining, and this has caused us to show a more 'human' state. This change happened recently... …and the mortal world hasn't seen corresponding drastic changes lately—so what do you think is the most likely explanation?"

"Something is interfering with the connection between us and the 'trend of thought'." Mirmina's thoughts were running quickly, and she immediately expressed her thoughts, "or it is filtering out the influence of the trend of thought on us!"

"What would that be?" Amorn's voice sounded a little cautious, even a little nervous. Although he was once the supreme god believed by the elves, he is now trapped here and has almost no power to control the direction of anything, so He is particularly sensitive to unknown changes, "Who would interfere with the connection between us and mortal thoughts for what purpose? And who would have such ability?"

"I don't know, I'm as ruthless as you..." Mirmina shook her head, but in the next second, her eyes suddenly fell on the piece of broken ground in front of Amoen—this broken ground Connecting the atrium of the Court of Disobedience and the gateway of the Fortress of Disobedience beyond,

It used to be empty and barren, but now there are a lot of "gadgets" from the mortal world, including the magic net matrix that emits shimmering lights, crystal devices floating in mid-air, and many things that even Mirmina can't recognize. It seems to be a new thing invented by human experts after she left the material world. These large and small magical machines are distributed around Amorn, running quietly in an unsupervised state. in Apple pie order.

To the giant gods, they are as inconspicuous as the many glowing little stones scattered around, but they are also kind of cute and cute.

Mirmina showed a thoughtful expression on her face: "When they helped you set up these things, did they introduce the names and functions of each of these machines to you?"

Amoen sighed: "As I said, the mortal named Kamel came here to install the equipment. He came and went in a hurry and didn't explain too much to me. Why, there is something wrong with these machines?"

"Although I very much suspect that you just didn't remember or didn't understand that mortal's explanation, but I have no evidence," Mirmina said, her eyes full of arcane light narrowed slightly, "I can't see the problem , but I have seen how this "Magic Network Communication" system invented by mortals works. I didn't pay attention to the machines around you before, but now think about it... If you only want to maintain the communication between the courtyard and the material world, it is impossible You can't use so many machines, especially these floating crystals..."

"What are these floating crystals for?" Amon couldn't help asking curiously.

"In most cases, they are used to spread the magic net signal or stabilize the magic power environment. Although the disobedient courtyard is large, in fact, only one crystal is enough to cover such a large courtyard. Two or three of these devices are needed, but there are more than a dozen crystals arranged around you, large and small, as well as these supporting matrices, and that extra-large one... I can’t even see what it’s for.”

As Mirmina said, she finally stood up, and her figure rose from the ground like a tower. She walked between the large and small devices, and swept her gaze over the entire area around the giant deer Amon, and finally If you have a clear understanding: "... probably only a small part of these things are really used to maintain the communication function of your magic net terminal, and the rest... is to create some kind of 'environment' around you."

Amorn finally realized a little bit, his eyes were clear and bright: "So, this is an experiment—some kind of experiment in the name of helping to set up magic net communication."

Mirmina turned her head and looked at the former God of Nature with a half-smile: "What? Feel like they deceived you? Are you dissatisfied with them hiding their real motives?"

"No, they are helping me." After a few seconds of silence, Amoen broke the silence softly, his voice as gentle and melodious as ever, "I have been lying here for three thousand years, but my thinking ability has not degraded."

"They are helping us," Mirmina looked at Amoen for a while, then slowly walked back to where she was just now and sat down again, "Although I don't know exactly what they did, they are obviously trying to cut you off." The remaining chains on me... it turns out that we, the so-called 'gods,' were not the only ones working hard to break free from the chains."

This time, Amoen did not refute the word "we" that the other party said. He just thought quietly, and after a long time he said: "So, they are still standing with us..."

"This requires a little tacit understanding." Mirmina said afterwards.

Amoen didn't speak, he closed his eyes, he didn't know what he was thinking, after an unknown time, his voice sounded again in the chaotic and gloomy world: "Don't run far, the power of these devices may be only Can cover my little yard."

There was no echo from his side, and Amon couldn't help but opened his eyes. He looked aside, only to see that the lady as tall as a bell tower had been sitting next to a huge spaceship engine wreckage at some point. , bowing her head as if falling asleep—for the past many days, she has been consciously keeping a distance from these wreckages, because these heritages from the founders have always made her divine part uncomfortable, but at this moment she relies on On it, fell asleep unsuspectingly.

Amoen looked in that direction quietly, but in the end he didn't wake him up—it's not easy for a god to sleep well.

"Good night."

...

In the experimental hall of the Imperial Computing Center, Yuri, a node bachelor, gently rubbed his forehead, which was a little sore from concentrating for a long time. His eyes scanned the data projected above a certain monitoring device, and then retracted his gaze. Continue to pay attention to the rising and falling "tide" behind the mental hub.

The essence of this "tide" is actually the "non-directional trend of thought" from the deepest layer of the neural network, which is the data ripple produced by tens of thousands of human minds in the group unconscious dream. Any meaningful, complex data that is constantly refreshing and reorganizing is a by-product of neural networks.

In the past hundreds of years, the eternal sleepers have regarded it as an extremely dangerous "mind quagmire", because it can almost swallow any ordinary mind that falls into it-in that chaotic and disordered thinking quagmire. Among them, the most broken, illogical, and incomprehensible fragments of human consciousness surge like disordered turbulence in the sea. No matter whether reason or madness is meaningless in the face of this absolute emptiness and chaos, the mortal mind is misunderstood. If you enter it, you will be exhausted and collapse instantly, and no one has ever thought that this "swamp" that can cause any mental exhaustion and confusion to die is also useful.

Anti-divine barrier.

A beautiful lady wearing a white researcher's uniform and her hair rolled up came to Yuri's side, her voice was as sweet and soft as a song: "It seems that the barrier generators we set up in the courtyard area are all effective. After the non-directional trend of thought is deployed around the target as a barrier, the divinity pollution leaked from it is quickly weakened to a safe value."

"The extreme of human nature is divinity, and the extreme of divinity is madness, but the premise of this chain is that the 'trend of thought' must point to the gods-if even the trend of thought is not directional, then no matter how strong the chain is, it will be like losing it. It’s like breaking a key link... We didn’t understand such a simple truth until today.”

"There are many simple truths in the world, but if we are unlucky, we may not think of them until the end of the world." The lady with a pleasant voice smiled, and then changed the subject, "Unfortunately, we have no way to directly confirm it now. The state of the target itself, I don’t know how the target feels during this process..."

"Perhaps we can only hope for tacit understanding, Ms. Wendy," Yuri said, "but the good news is that we are making rapid progress, and maybe it won't be long before we can communicate directly with 'over there', and you don't have to We cooperated with each other based on feeling.”

Wendy nodded, and then her eyes fell on Yuri's face - there was a trace of tiredness hidden deep in that face, and the outside of the eyes seemed to be darker than yesterday, which made her a little worried: "Should you Take a break? It seems like you haven't been resting lately to test these things."

Yuri waved his hand, and took out a small glass bottle from his close pocket, unscrewed the cap and drank the alchemy potion inside, and his whole body suddenly regained his vigor—except for the dark circles under his eyes, there was no change: "It's okay, compared to the time when I was studying neural simulation pulses in the headquarters in Orlandle, the workload now is nothing."

Wendy looked at the alchemy potion bottle that Yuri had casually thrown in the trash can nearby, sighed helplessly, and took out the exact same potion from her bosom...

Since when did the former eternal sleepers lose their sleep one by one?

...

Under the solemn thirty-two quaint stone pillars, the meeting hall fell into the final silence before the vote.

This is the last vote on the entire agenda. For the representatives present, this vote is more important than any previous round of votes, and the decision is more difficult.

As Gao Wen said - the establishment of a theocracy council is not just as simple as paying some human and material costs for countries, it means many changes at the social level, and even for some countries, it means Their social order will undergo a round of tests, and not all rulers have the courage to face this challenge.

But this has another level of appeal to many delegates—for those leaders who already want to weaken the authority of the Holy See, and for those leaders who want to strengthen the centralization of power, part of the concept of the Theocratic Council is exactly what they want.

But those parts that involve popularizing education and improving citizens' rights and interests make some people hesitate.

The trade-off is difficult to decide.

Gawain gazed calmly at the quiet venue. In the silence, the voice of Rosetta Augustus finally broke the silence: "Typhon joins."

Under the giant stone pillar not far away, a layer of magic glow appeared on the surface of the flag with red stripes on a black background, and Typhon's seat became brighter in the glow.

"The Silver Empire has joined." Belsetia's voice sounded, and then the flags of the elves lit up.

"Talrond joins." "Sacred Dragon Principality joins."

"Kaolin Kingdom is willing to join the Theocratic Council."

"The northern city-states jointly agree."

"Ogure tribal country..."

The difficult trade-off was finally over, as if a halo suddenly spread in the venue, the flags representing the mortal nations were lit one after another, and the clear light rose from around the venue like a round of dawn, covering everyone on the scene. representative face.

No matter how many of them are still swaying in their hearts-there is no turning back when there is a bow.

"Then, I declare the establishment of the Theocracy Council."