Chapter 1246 Caught Bug

In any case, the interesting behavior of the young dragon brought some unexpected fun to this journey across the ocean, but the little guy’s fearless attitude really made Gao Wen feel uneasy—from Melita From the beginning of the lift-off, the little guy didn’t have a moment’s leisure. He either ran around on his mother’s back or ran to a high place and stuck his head out of the barrier, facing the strong wind with his mouth open and screaming indiscriminately. She even once He wanted to climb to the end along the tip of Melita's tail, but Gao Wen quickly stopped him...

Now Gao Wen and Amber seriously suspect that the "dragons will travel obediently on their mother's back" described by Melita before taking off is not theoretical knowledge from a manual compiled by some crappy scholar—this is the same as The reality is far too far away!

"How could it be theoretical knowledge!" Hearing Gao Wen's question, Melita immediately retorted in a serious tone, "I specifically consulted...Ms. ?”

Gao Wen didn't think there was anything wrong at first, but when he heard this, he felt that there was something wrong. After thinking about it for a while, he recalled that the retired dragon god seemed to be a theoretical school. According to the former God of Nature and the unwilling Reliable information brought by the neural network administrator whose identity was exposed, when Enya was helping to incubate the eggs, she asked everywhere about the knowledge of hatching dragon cubs every day, and even almost asked Pittman for help...

On the spot, when he looked at the young dragon who was having fun next to him, his eyes became subtle, and he thought that this little guy could grow up to this day thanks to the powerful innate conditions of the dragon. This time, Melita and Noretta brought two little dragons It seems really necessary for the guy to go back to Tarrond, at least these two novice mothers will have the opportunity to consult with the normal ancient dragons here about the correct experience of raising babies...

"Hey, why didn't you talk?" Melita's voice suddenly came from the front, interrupting Gao Wen's random thoughts, "Are you worried about Noretta? Then you don't have to worry, although you don't want to admit it , but her flying skills are much better than mine..."

"Ahem, cough, I'm not worried about this," Gao Wen coughed awkwardly, and cautiously mentioned from the side, "I just think you shouldn't listen to Enya when taking care of the baby dragons in the future, her experience... ...Her perspective back then was different from ordinary people's after all."

"You're right," Melita said casually, and then changed the topic, "By the way, are you going to go directly to the west coast after arriving in Tarrond? Or take a rest in New Argondor first. My God? As long as you like, we can arrange it at any time - but the living conditions are definitely not as good as when you came last time..."

"Stay in Agondor first, I want to meet the great adventurer in person," Gawain said casually, "give Byron some time, he and his 'Bitter Winter' are not as fast as you."

"Okay," Melita responded casually, and then murmured with a hint of emotion, "Oh... without the means of real-time communication with Tarrond, many things have become troublesome. Now relying on The most primitive way to deliver letters across the sea,

Even if the fastest flying white dragon is used as a messenger, it will take a whole day for Agondor's news to reach Beigang... On the contrary, Loren, who used to be backward, now has more and more convenient real-time communication, and the news of Beigang It can be sent to Cecil in an instant, and even to the Temple of Stars at the southernmost tip of the continent..."

"We are trying to solve this problem," Gao Wen nodded and said, "Cecil's communication experts, and your Tarrond technicians, we are jointly considering a method that can replace the completely destroyed Omega network." Cross-sea communication scheme. There are currently two ideas, one is to set up a transit hub on the sea, relying on those permanent islands and floating automatic forwarding towers to achieve it-but this requires high construction costs and subsequent maintenance costs, and some Long-term personnel are also stationed in offshore installations, which is not a small investment;

"The second plan is to set up super-powerful hub towers in Binhai County and North Port, and use the atmospheric structure to transmit signals. According to the information provided by your Tarrond technicians, the steady-state boundary layer of the atmosphere can reflect modulation Omega's global communication network used a similar technology, but this solution also has problems-after Omega left, with the current technical level of Loren and Tarrond, we may not be able to guarantee this. program reliability."

Speaking of this cutting-edge technical issue, Gawain seemed very interested, while Amber was drowsy listening to it. When Gawain finally finished speaking, the half-elf immediately yawned and muttered: "Speaking for a long time is two The implementation of the plan is not very reliable..."

"Strictly speaking, it should be said that both solutions are possible, but we need to make some trade-offs in terms of cost and reliability," Gao Wen said with a serious expression, "considering Tarrond as a member of the alliance No matter what, we have to establish this cross-sea communication system.”

"Establish a cross-sea communication with Tarrond..." Amber muttered, with emotion in her tone, "I really didn't expect that we would already do this kind of thing, everything is developing so fast."

Gao Wen didn't speak, he just suddenly recalled the news he got from Enya before departure.

Regarding the "abnormality" noticed by Mirmina, the goddess of magic, and the possibility that the memory of the gods will also be disturbed by some kind of external force, the three former gods have new doubts and worries about the "sentinel", and these worries are now It was pressing on Gao Wen's heart.

Amber is right, everything is developing very quickly - but compared with the challenges that mortals will face one after another, even this speed of development may not necessarily be fast enough.

...

In Cecil City, somewhere in a research facility located deep in the Dark Mountain Rebellion Fortress, a large laboratory was brightly lit.

Veronica, holding a platinum scepter, stood in front of the platform in the center of the laboratory, looking at the crystal vessel on the platform with a calm expression. The crystal vessel contained half a box of off-white sand, which was sprinkled in the sky. Illuminated by the bright lights, they diffused a layer of off-white texture around them, and this texture spread all the way to the platform, making the blue-based experimental platform appear to have the same color tone as if faded.

The voice of a technician came from nearby: "The third weight test is over. The weight change of the sample after being affected by the weight loss rune conforms to the expected curve. After the stand is closed, the magic power dissipation speed around the sample conforms to the expected curve. The environment is stable in nature, does not exhibit demon suppression, does not exhibit force field repulsion, and does not exhibit divine characteristics."

"The next stage of the test is ready, platform 2 has been vacated, and a pure sample is needed here for the magic dip test..."

"A contact came from No. 16 Divine Analysis Laboratory. Their test has ended, and the result report will be sent in 30 minutes..."

Listening to the orderly reports and exchanges of technicians, Veronica's calm and gentle expression has never changed. She stared at the sample in front of her for a long time, and then seemed to be talking to herself He muttered softly: "Besides these visual effects, is it really just ordinary sand... some kind of constant illusion?"

"Master Veronica," a researcher in a white robe walked over from the side, lowered his head respectfully and said, "What is the arrangement after this round of testing?"

"We can take a short break after we finish here." Veronica looked back at the technician with a faint smile on her face—in other places, she has many different names, and people call her Her Royal Highness, she is called the Holy Maiden, and she is called the side of the Holy Light, but in these research facilities affiliated to the Theocracy Council, in the technical department that analyzes the mysteries of the gods, she is called the "Chief of Think Tank".

She likes this "internal title" that is different from other places, and it occasionally reminds her of things related to the "Rebel Project". Not against this feedback mechanism that triggers memories - it makes her feel "alive".

"The next step is to wait for the news," she nodded slightly, and continued, "Wait for the news from the 'Senior Advisory Department', and see if there is anything there."

"Senior Advisor..." The assistant researcher's face suddenly showed a solemn expression, obviously, the existence referred to by the word "senior advisor" deserves his seriousness.

At the same time, in the "deepest part" of the rebellious fortress, in the rebellious courtyard located in the Shadow Realm, the holy giant deer that has shrunk in size and recovered from its injuries, and Mirmina, who is surrounded by a magic curtain Standing in a wide open space, in front of them stood a high platform made of unknown materials, and in the center of the high platform, a large amount of gray-white dust was accumulating on an extremely complex structure that was faintly emitting a light blue color. The center of the glorious array.

There is a gray-white halo around the dust, as if it is trying to spread and infect a certain "characteristic" of itself, and wants to make the surrounding magic circle show the same gray-white texture, but the magic circle The strong aura in the air successfully prevented the gray area around the dust from spreading - the latter's contagious ability is omnipotent in the material world, but on this high platform shaped like an altar, it was compressed around the sand pile, Spread only a few millimeters at most.

"Sure enough, these sands can't 'contaminate' the runes you set," Amoen observed for a while, then turned his head and said to the goddess of magic beside him, and then his eyes could not help falling on the other party - he saw the other party's chest There is a sign condensed with magic power hanging in front of it, just like the small signs hung on the chests of those mortals who work in the rebellious fortress, and there are letters condensed with magic power shining on it - "Senior Advisor Mirmina" , "Do you have to hang such a sign on your body?"

"Of course, the sense of ritual, do you understand what is the sense of ritual?" Mir Mina immediately replied, "Our current identity is the senior advisor of the Theocratic Council, and this is the first time we have personally presided over the research as a senior advisor Projects—we were all researched in the past, but this time we are in charge of the research, don’t you think it needs to be more serious?”

Amoen replied casually: "I don't think whether you take it seriously has nothing to do with whether you wear such a sign..."

"You just don't want me to hang up the sign for you," Mir Mina immediately glanced at the white giant deer, "'Senior Advisor Amoen', doesn't it sound majestic? How nice it is to hang on your body, You have to say like a collar..."

"That's enough, I don't want to discuss this with you," Amoen couldn't help interrupting before the other party finished speaking, and at the same time glanced at the high platform—the high platform was not built by humans, nor was it this It is something that exists in the rebellious courtyard, but it was created out of thin air by Mirmina using the authority of the magic field. Under the combined effect of the high platform and the magic circle on it, those "shadow dust" were completely isolated, " Looks like this thing is running stably, when do we take the next step?"

"Well, it looks almost the same..." Mir Mina became a little serious, she stared at the dust in the center of the magic circle (this large pile of sand was made by Amber after a long time, after all, the two people who are in charge of the project here A "Senior Advisor" is too big), while perceiving the information conveyed by the runes I set by myself, he said in a deep voice, "You and I will close our eyes later, and you will try to block all the rest of our perception , but let’s not leave the vicinity of the platform, unblock after a minute, and let’s open our eyes together.”

Amon was still a little skeptical: "Can this process really work?"

"This is a suggestion from Ms. Enya," Mirmina said casually. "She seems to have observed something from the dust, but the conditions on her side are not suitable, so she told me the process. Rebelling against the fortress This is a natural 'shielded area', and the phenomena we observe should be closer to the 'truth'."

"Well, I trust Ms. Enya's judgment," Amoen nodded, "Now?"

Mirmina's eyes landed on the sand in the center of the platform for the last time, then she retracted her gaze, closed her eyes, and nodded slightly: "Let's get started."

In the courtyard of disobedience shrouded in boundless darkness and chaos, next to the high platform piled up with shadowy dust, the two gods closed their eyes together, and at the same time they closed their eyes, the sand piled in the center of the magic circle suddenly dimmed. Down, showing signs of "fading".

The next moment, Amoen activated his power again, and began to shield himself and Mirmina from external perception little by little.

As their perception was shielded, the sand and dust piled on the platform quickly became dim and transparent, as if the color and texture had faded, and even the existence itself had faded, and disappeared in the center of the magic circle little by little...

And at the moment when all the sand and dust disappeared, the runes set by Mir Mina quickly shone brightly!

However, neither Amoen nor Mirmina knew about it at this moment. It was not until time passed quietly and the effect of perception shielding was lifted that Mirmina's voice broke the silence: "Open your eyes."

Amorn opened his eyes, and those crystal-like pupils saw the scene on the platform.

He saw that the runes on the platform were flickering rapidly, and the complex magic circle that made people feel dizzy at a glance flickered like a magic spar lamp with poor contact, and the chaotic light and shadow jumped and flickered over the magic circle. , and in this chaotic light and shadow, the original sand pile has disappeared, but many things like gray-white sand grains can be seen continuously appearing and disappearing-this scene, it seems that the gray-white sand pile was exiled Out of this world, now desperately trying to get back.

Amoen was dumbfounded: "This...what's going on?"

"In the case of losing external observation, the shadow dust disappears, and after the observer returns, they try to reappear-however the circle I set up will forcefully confine the 'state' within a certain range after leaving my observation "Mirmina stared at the chaotic flickering light and shadow solemnly, and said slowly and in a low voice, "What you see is a 'contradiction' that is imprisoned, according to the popular saying among those node scholars, it is 'Vulnerabilities' are loopholes created after the conflict between the error derivative and the real world."

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