Chapter 1438 Ancient Echo

At this opportune time and occasion, Gao Wen uttered at once what he had conceived in his mind for a long time—these matters had been mulled over and brewed in his mind for a long time, even as early as the establishment of the Theocratic Council. At that time, he was thinking about these issues related to the final order of man and god, but at that time he was very clear - the theocratic council at that time was far from the time to consider these.

But now, a foreign civilization that suddenly established contact, a "pioneer" who seemed to have broken free from the shackles one step earlier, made Gawain realize that some things should be discussed in advance.

To be honest, he is not sure that his idea must be correct. After all, the "future" he conceived can even be described as unimaginable in the eyes of the world today. It is too advanced an idea, even so advanced that he himself does not I don't know if it can be realized, but the appearance of the "Nuoyi people" and the few words they revealed during the communication made Gao Wen vaguely feel that his thinking might be correct.

"This sounds...an incredible future," the round table was quiet for a long time, and Belsetia was the first to break the silence, "it's not so much a conception about the future, but more like depicting some kind of imaginary future." paradise……"

"But this 'imaginary paradise' has its basis," Rosetta Augustus on the side also broke the silence, "After the chain of belief between man and God is completely severed, we really must consider The question of where the gods go, if at that time all the gods continue to be left vacant, and the people continue to be ignorant of the core secrets of the "Theocratic Council", and continue to hide those "old gods" who have left the gods, from In a sense we may have made the mistake we were trying to avoid..."

"Yes, the mistake of 'shaping the trend of mystical tendencies'," Gao Wen nodded, and took Rosetta's words, "And what I said can't be said to be completely conceived, in fact... this matter is now over. There are some signs."

"There are already signs?" Belsetia said with surprise, "Which aspect are you referring to?"

Gawain thought for a while, and said with a strange expression: "Do you know... what the goddess of magic, Mirmina, is doing recently?"

Rosetta and Belsetia looked at each other and said in unison: "What is she doing?"

Gao Wen didn't answer directly, but brought up another matter: "Film Pictures is producing a series of films about the goddess of magic, starting from 'the original universal factor X in magic research', to the goddess of magic From the birth and growth of thoughts, to the goddess's self-destruction in order to release the shackles of magical authority on mortal mages-of course, we all know that there is an artistic processing part, but this will be the first movie with gods as the protagonist. 1. In the phantom drama that interprets mythological stories in the same way as the interpretation of character biographies, all artistic processing is necessary.

"The Theocratic Council has provided technical and financial support for this,

I think this film will greatly promote the progress of popularizing the concept of "ideology" among the people, and its entry point is also perfect-the magician group is more open to the belief in the goddess of magic than any other believers, and most of them In fact, magicians are not self-conscious as believers at all, and ordinary people have no access to the traditional field of magic. Therefore, the acceptance of such a "biography of gods" by the people will be very high, and the resistance will be diluted by the huge audience base. .

"Film will also adjust the performance of the film to make it 'look like a documentary without emotion', so as to reduce the impression of 'elimination of belief' it brings to people."

Listening to Gao Wen's introduction, Rosetta nodded slightly: "I also saw this matter in the internal documents of the Theocratic Council, but I didn't know much about it... Wait, could it be that lady..."

"She is the 'technical support' provided by the Theocratic Council to the film crew," Gao Wen laughed. "At first, Film approached the Council and said that he needed detailed information about the Goddess of Magic to complete the filming, and then... I don't know much about what happened in the middle, anyway, the end result is that Ms. Gaota pinched an avatar and went directly to the crew. Of course, a full set of protection was done during this process."

Rosetta and Belsetia looked at each other in dismay - they really didn't expect to do such a thing...

"This may be some kind of 'beginning'," Gawain's voice brought them back from their astonishment. "This film is a beginning, and Ms. Gauta's activities are a useful attempt. Unlike the Conservative Phalanx, this would be an active, proactive attempt at 'ideological intervention' and an extension of the 'theocratic secularization' I mentioned earlier. If its effects work as expected... I think The state of 'coexistence' mentioned by the 'Noi' is not unimaginable to us."

The two rulers of the empire in front of Gao Wen fell silent at the same time. They seemed to be deducing the future trajectory in meditation, or they might be digesting some unimaginable "pictures". Said in a low voice: "I suddenly hope to see that day come soon..."

"This day may come sooner than expected," Gawain nodded lightly, "The appearance of the 'Noi people' is bound to have an impact on the entire society, just like the war in the wasteland has promoted the process of alliance order , the communication with an alien civilization will definitely have a huge impact on the 'trend of thought' on this planet, we can use this as an opportunity..."

...

Deep underground in the Deep Blue Well, the continuous low humming sound gently echoed in the core control hall, and countless ancient devices were running at full power.

The bright lights descending from the ceiling illuminate the neatly arranged metal columns one after another. The indicator lights on the surface of the columns flash rapidly, continuously transmitting and transforming massive amounts of data, and at the center of the "Ophelia Matrix" , a figure was sitting quietly on the pale golden "throne", staring at the computing units in front of him expressionlessly.

In the past many years, Ophelia's matrix has never been active in this underground facility in the form of a "carrier". She used to be very resistant to this, because it would always make her fall into a state of self-cognition confusion and further Reduce the operating efficiency of the entire matrix, but not long ago, she made for herself this body that is almost exactly the same as Ophelia Norton in history, and even put the main connection device of the body in the center of the matrix, which is A daring attempt that surprised even herself, and what surprised her even more...it didn't feel bad to do it.

She is sitting here quietly, watching her "noumenon" quietly in a "vehicle". This novel perspective even makes her feel very... interesting.

"The data slice number 12665 ​​has been processed and is being compared with the rest of the data."

The prompt sound of the automatic system sounded in the hall, and Ophelia on the throne blinked lightly. She looked in a certain direction in the hall, and an iron soldier immediately received the instruction and took a step forward. This soldier will The data lock on the back of the neck was connected to the nearest computing node, and a low hum came from the depths of that node, and in the midair in front of Ophelia, a clear and complex holographic image suddenly appeared .

There are complex numbers and symbols jumping on the image, as well as a large number of rapidly changing curves. The refresh rate of all data exceeds the limit of human thinking, but to Ophelia Matrix, this is just an insignificant part of her thinking thread. part of it.

"Has this part of the sensor ever recorded the largest abnormal energy fluctuation so far... The data is incomplete, but it seems that it can be supplemented by the records left by the nearby sensors..."

Ophelia whispered to herself, her gaze moved slowly on those rapidly changing projections—but in fact, she didn't need to do this at all, these things flowed in her calculation matrix, and she didn't need to use this at all. The concrete body can browse every piece of data in the entire underground base, but she still does so.

She gave herself a very good reason - someone once said a word: life needs a sense of ritual.

"...a very high peak of magic power, not produced from the Deep Blue Well, this part of the reading is very suspicious... No man-made equipment in the Gondor period can produce such a peak..." Ophelia's expression was a little bit She became serious, and she felt that she might have captured those key records—the shadow left when the magic wave wave swept across the planet seven hundred years ago, "This peak can be compared with the one in the 12665 ​​data slice. Some records form a complete waveform...but its function expression is very weird, it does not conform to the geometric space in common sense...the particularity of the deep sea?"

Ophelia muttered, the data extracted from the ancient shallow area storage center before is vast, and due to the impact of the Deep Blue Well explosion, there are still a large number of damaged fragments in these data, it is necessary to sort out these things, It is not an easy job to restore it clearly and find out the parts that may be connected with the magic tide. Even with the powerful calculation power of the Ophelia matrix, it is quite difficult to deal with it.

Maybe...we should consider borrowing some computing power from the neural network, but first we need to solve the conversion problem between the two data processing methods. The neural network of the Cecil Empire is not compatible with the ancient Iron Man network...

A branch thread was generated in the Ophelia Matrix to think about the feasibility of establishing a data interface between the Iron Man network and the neural network, and just as she shifted part of her attention to this issue, from a certain A very short period of "noise" is suddenly fed back from a certain data slice processed by the computing node.

This is an extremely short record, very abruptly inserted between two normal sensor readings, it does not conform to the data format used by the Deep Blue Well control center back then, but it left a deep imprint on a certain sensor— —It looked like it was just a brief glitch, one of the countless error fragments produced when the Deep Blue Well's control system crashed, and the Ophelia Matrix marked it as "garbage data" within a thousandth of a second ’, but in the next thousandth of a second, she unmarked and extracted the “noise.”

She didn't know why she suddenly forked a thread to deal with this "interference noise". It seemed to be some kind of intuition... But there are only these cold steel machines in this underground facility, and the computing nodes made of steel will also produce "intuition." "What?

"...not from the Deep Blue Well, but it's not like those 'abnormal signals' either." Ophelia "stared" in confusion at this piece of information that was extracted separately and looked like gibberish, "Why does the system I'm going to leave this thing..."

She subconsciously checked the system log corresponding to this piece of "garbled code". Fortunately, the content of this part of the log is still complete. The log shows that this piece of garbled information was automatically recorded by a sensor located near the confinement ring at the base of the Deep Blue Well, and the recorded The time... was one hundredth of a second before the Deep Blue Well exploded.

The humming sound echoing in the Ophelia Matrix suddenly stopped for a moment.

One hundredth of a second before the explosion.

At that time, all the sensors hadn't been damaged, the Deep Blue Well was still operating in an orderly manner, and the magic tide... Theoretically, it should have not yet reached this planet.

Theoretically, the so-called "interference" and "noise" should not appear in the system at that time.

In the hall, the buzzing sound of the computing matrix sounded again instantly, the original processing thread was quickly adjusted, a part of the new computing power was allocated synchronously, and that inconspicuous "noise" began to be processed over and over again, Ophelia Submatrix tried all possible ways to restore and recompile these "garbled codes" that seemed to be forced into the system, until finally, an extremely vague, even almost completely distorted sound appeared in the system——

"Feel sorry."

...

When the midday sun shone on the spire of Cecil Church of the Holy Light, the twelve bells rang on time as every day. The loud bells broke the tranquility of the church district and echoed over the city.

Veronica in the prayer room suddenly opened her eyes.

She quietly stared at the platinum scepter placed on the altar in front of her, as if she was staring at a symbol that had been frozen in history.

The melodious bell still echoed outside the window, echoing in the sky.

After a long period of silence and staring, she finally stretched out her hand lightly, holding the platinum scepter in her hand as she did countless times in normal times.

In the depths of the Tarash Plain, hundreds of mimetic magical nodes were instantly activated, and layers of holy light floated around Veronica. She quickly faded away from her perception, and her spirit was led by the "bridge" to a place that seemed infinitely far away from the world. The magnificent city created appeared in front of her.

The city is boundless, and the barriers cast by light are arranged in scales in the field of vision, and the majestic church spiers and towers can be seen. There are roads made of light connecting them, and the clouds and mist slowly rise and fall under these roads and towers. The holy chant lingered in the city like the wind, and in the center of the city, on a huge and boundless square, huge and shapeless crystals floated in mid-air. The crystal slowly rotated with the chant, constantly changing itself in the light every surface and every ridgeline.

Veronica stood quietly in front of the crystal, the platinum scepter in her hand was emitting a hot temperature as if it was burning.

After a long time, she finally said, "You did it back then, right?"