Chapter 1137 Accidental Communication Between God and God

Latest URL: When Amon reacted, he had already stood in front of the rapidly refreshing and changing interface full of vision for a long time—and in the process, the countless information was still flowing continuously All the while, the important events from various regions that are worthy of attention slipped before his eyes under the action of the automatic refresh mechanism, until he realized that these rapidly refreshing things could actually be stopped by his own thought, or scroll through them at will history record.

In the following period of time, he was immersed in the novelty of browsing the news and checking various public discussion boards.

Pompeii, located in the north of the Rock Fortress, is building a new rune factory. The reorganized families of the healers in the Solin area have welcomed their first baby this summer - a healthy baby. The direct railway to the Principality of the Holy Dragon has started , the mountains in the north have a magnificent snow scene, while the summer afternoon in the south has the waves of wheat.

On a "page" directly under the Imperial Government Office, Amorn saw a map that was being updated in real time, which was the entire territory of the Cecil Empire, showing the moment-to-moment weather changes in this vast land , wind, frost, rain and snow, cold and warm, the color gamut and icons representing temperature and weather changes fluctuated on the screen like life, and in the corner of the screen, he also saw a line of text:

The data is calculated and exported by the servo brain in real time. During the technical trial stage, the demonstration is for reference only.

Amon didn't know what a "servo brain" was, but in the ever-changing patterns, he actually felt an indescribable...life force, which was a "life force" that transcended the individual and transcended the moment , He thought for a long time before realizing that this vitality comes from every individual connected by this network, and even from the entire mortal civilization today—in the years that he can remember, mortal civilization has never been so It grows vigorously and beats violently like a powerful heart.

"Okay...that's great..."

The old God of Nature couldn't help admiring, with a smile on his face. In all fairness, what he saw at this moment was nothing to a former god: when he could still hear the prayers of believers, Countless elves and a small number of human believers have sent their minds and beliefs to the gods. By reading this information, Amorn can grasp the changes of the entire Silver Empire and even a part of the human kingdom at any time, especially those involving the natural field Although the things he can "see" at that time are different in form, the content is almost the same as the information flowing in the neural network.

But this is precisely the point in the whole thing that touched him the most, and even shocked him—he was able to do this before, it was from the authority of God, but today mortals can do similar things, relying on mortals One's own wisdom, and who can use this "power" that once belonged to the gods now?

Anyone can - as long as you can afford the immersion chamber equipment,

In today's Cecil, the cost of using this type of new equipment is dropping at an astonishing rate every day, and even in some areas, the government affairs department will allocate a large amount of funds to subsidize the people so that these "infrastructure" can The fastest speed to the whole society.

With these complicated thoughts in his heart, Amon's attention continued to wander among the constantly refreshing news. The feeling of connecting to the neural network was completely different from watching the magic net program. This wonderful sense of immersion and immediacy Let him never get tired of it, and at this moment, a new message that suddenly appeared caught his attention:

"The alliance fleet headed for Tarrond has set sail from the North Harbor of the Empire today. His Excellency Admiral Byron Kirk personally led the powerful magic flagship 'Bitter Winter' to carry out the escort mission—the fleet will carry the first The first batch of aid materials and support teams went to the Dragon Kingdom, the head of the empire, His Majesty Gawain Cecil, and the countries of Loren who provided assistance this time sent blessings to Tarrond, and may the flag of the alliance always shine on our allies..."

In the expanded entry below this message, a large amount of relevant information has entered Amorn's sight. Among the content that was obviously written by official experts and scholars of the empire, about half of the pages are introducing the public about Tarrond Basic common sense, introducing the "Giant Dragon", a race that was once regarded as a legend, but actually existed. Half of the remaining pages are about the formation of the alliance countries, and half are about the common sense of magic-guided mechanical ships and high-sea navigation. concept.

Obviously, the main purpose of these entries is to "sweep away ignorance". Scholars have tried their best to popularize some basic knowledge about the world to the public in easy-to-understand language-if it was placed in the old days, this level of knowledge would not be possible. No doubt it will be the exclusive privilege of "members of the upper classes".

But for Amorn, it was Tarrond itself that attracted his attention—he stared at the picture accompanying the news for a long time. It was obviously taken at the distant North Port Wharf. The proud steel ship is slowly leaving under the crowd's farewell. Farther away, you can see the entire fleet already on the sea. On the sea behind the fleet, the clear sky shines, and it was once eternal The sea that had been hidden by the walls of the storm's clouds was now open.

As the former main god of the elves, Amorn did not understand what happened in Tarrond, but as a god, he sensed the existence of the dragon god from the ripples of the "deep sea" at the bottom of the world long ago , that huge, ancient, chaotic and distorted existence stood like a dazzling lighthouse in the dark deep sea. He was trapped in Tarrond, but the "ripples" he released covered the entire world and were felt by the gods of the entire world.

The gods cannot communicate directly, but through the resonance in the deep sea, the gods are enough to confirm the existence of each other, and in all of Amorn's memories, since the day he was born, the awe-inspiring radiance of the dragon god has been As self-existing as the natural order of this world, it cannot be ignored.

Now, the oldest flame is finally extinguished.

Amorn couldn't help being a little emotional. Although he had already known what happened in Tarrond and the fact that the oldest god had fallen when he was watching the live broadcast of the alliance meeting, he hadn't thought about it at that time. So much, until now, when he saw that the fleet to aid the dragon kingdom had set sail, he seemed to suddenly feel the changes in this world after the fall of the gods—and then thought of the ups and downs of the Silver Empire in the past three thousand years.

He paused in front of this news for a long time before he finally remembered something, and opened the comment area below the news with his thoughts, and a large number of dazzling comments came into his field of vision—even though the neural network was still in the early stage of development, this There are still surprisingly many comments under this piece of news, which shows that the fleet heading to the north has attracted the attention of countless people in the empire. Amorn glanced at those messages, and found that most of them were wishing the safety of the fleet, or wishing Tarrond to get out of the predicament as soon as possible, while many others were asking about the dragon and the northern continent. matter.

Almost no one pays attention to the fallen gods on that continent - for the mortals in the Loren continent, the gods of foreign lands and races may not deserve their attention, or they don't know the existence of the dragon god at all.

Amoen hesitated for a moment, thinking about whether what he was going to do next was considered a "taboo", but Mirmina's words before leaving surfaced in his mind, considering that everything he did should have someone While monitoring, he calmed down and fumbled to leave his own sentence at the bottom of the message:

"Guardian of Tarrond, please go all the way, you have tried your best, and you have done your best."

Seeing the words and sentences in his heart turned into words on the interface, Amoen felt a sense of novelty and couldn't help muttering, but he didn't mention the name of Dragon God in the message, nor did he have any religious beliefs. Sexual guidance implied that in this case... it shouldn't alarm the "very difficult" network manager in Mirmina's mouth, right?

He thought about it in his mind, and after a few seconds, he found that there was no white spider with eight legs or an old man with a lantern running out to trouble him, so he finally calmed down, and shook his head with a self-deprecating smile , he was about to exit the pile of interfaces in front of him and go to other areas of this dream city—he had spent too long in such a square.

But just when he was about to do this, a synthesized voice suddenly sounded in his mind, stopping him from leaving: "A user replied to your message just now, do you want to check it?"

Amoen was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously chose to view the content in his mind, so a new interface appeared in his "vision", which displayed a guestbook-like dialogue format, a person named "Tea Egg" of neural network users sent him a message as short as one word: "Thank you."

Amoen looked at this inexplicable message in surprise. He didn't know what to thank for his emotion, so he asked casually in doubt: "Why do you want to say thank you?"

At the same time, his attention also fell on the other party's peculiar name - what is a "tea egg"? It looked like a stilted phrase, some kind of food? Or some way of processing food?

The former God of Nature was perplexed, but at least he realized that there are indeed many people with weird names in this incredible neural network. If even a weird name like "tea egg" can be regarded as a name If so...then "high-speed buck" doesn't seem to be unacceptable?

Amoen loosened his brows a little, but found that the "tea egg" who sent the message didn't send any new content, and his questions fell into the sea without any response.

Probably already left... After all, not everyone has nothing to do like myself or Mirmina and can stay in the yard all day. Other users in the neural network are busy in the real world Busy.

Amorn felt that he had found the answer, and turned off the communication content in front of him with a little regret. When all the interfaces disappeared, the square with tall oak trees appeared in his vision again.

Mirmina still hasn't come back, and she probably doesn't plan to come back, and the girl named Patty has left the bench by the bush. Amon shakes his head when he sees this, turns away from the tall pillar, and looks for I walked slowly in a direction.

This huge city needs to be explored carefully. He does not intend to teleport around like Mirmina, which is disrespectful to the mortals who created the city-of course the main reason is that Mirmina did not Teach him how to use the teleportation function in Dream City...

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In the depths of Cecil Palace, in the brightly lit incubation room, a set of special magic net equipment is running smoothly. It mainly includes a magic net terminal for indoor use, and a terminal with a diameter of less than one Mi's hemispherical device, at this moment, the words "neural network connection" are projected over the magic net terminal, and the runes on the surface of the hemispherical device are slowly pulsating like breathing. Deep in the two devices, the rune substrate And the soft humming sound from the nerve connector is pleasant to the ear,

Not far from the two devices, on the pedestal in the center of the room, a pale golden dragon egg stands there quietly. There are runes on the surface of the dragon egg slowly moving, faintly producing magic power with the nerve connector next to it. levels of resonance.

This kind of resonance lasted for an unknown amount of time, and the continuous humming sound finally quieted down. The runes on the surface of the golden dome were disconnected from the nerve connector, and Betty, who was taking a nap at the side, also Just waking up, the maid rubbed her somewhat confused eyes: "Ah, Ms. Enya! Are you awake?"

"I didn't sleep again," Enya's voice came from the golden dome, "I was just browsing the contents of the neural network...this is really interesting."

As soon as she finished speaking, the door of the incubator was pushed open from the outside, and Gao Wen stepped in and said casually: "It's not enough for an immature neural network to get an 'interesting' comment from you." It’s an extremely high compliment, and those Node Bachelors and Magic Technicians who stay up all night and work overtime should feel happy.”

Betty immediately went forward, saluted Gao Wen with a happy smile, and then lowered her head: "Ah, you asked me to check on Ms. Enya's condition, I accidentally fell asleep..."

Gao Wen stroked Betty's hair casually, telling the girl to go back to rest, while Enya said with a smile, "You just came back from Solimbo?"

"I've been back for a while." Gao Wen said casually as he came to Enya.

"Where's the little elf queen?" Enya was a little curious, "Did you come back with you? Or did you just return to her elf kingdom?"

"She went back to make some important arrangements, but she will come back soon." Gao Wen said.

"That's right... It's not close to the Silver Empire from here. As the ruler of an empire, she has traveled across the continent twice in such a short period of time. It seems that what she has to do is really important."

"Yeah, she's going to draw the last curtain for the mythical age of elves..." Gawain said, suddenly curious, "Why do you suddenly want to pay attention to her? Have you become interested in elves?"

"No, I just saw a little bit of Heragor from her, even though it's just a little bit," Enya said softly, "They are all welcoming the end of the age of mythology, but they have different destinies...I hope They can all succeed."