Chapter 353 What the Hell, a Poem?

Gawain, who was in Cecil Land, didn't know what that Miss Mylittlepony had done after he left. He was now focusing all his attention on the Eternal Slate in front of him—or some kind of ancient information storage medium.

Amber stared curiously at the metal plate in Gawain's hand, and muttered, "It's really different from the last one!"

Then she muttered something else: "But then again, you exchange that piece of scrap metal for the eternal slate...Is that appropriate?"

"The value depends on human needs, for us it's scrap metal because we have a bunch of the same stuff in our hands, we even have samples of gods, but for people other than us - that's An extraordinary creation equivalent to the Eternal Slate." Gawain said without changing his expression.

Amber pouted: "You are better at talking nonsense than Pittman."

Gawain just smiled and didn't say anything, but he felt that what he said was right at all—Is the flesh and blood of the gods precious? Just throwing a small piece of that thing to the major churches might make all the sects blow their brains out, but Tyre doesn't think so. Those deep-sea harmony gods can eat dozens of tons of corpses at a party. na...

He waved his hand and instructed Amber to watch from the side: "I want to try to communicate with this eternal slate, you are guarding by the side."

"Hey, okay—by the way, I found out that I'll be there to guard you every other day," Amber agreed, and then got up, "When I think of you crawling out of the grave, I always have It's a sense of keeping a spirit..."

There is never less nonsense every time this guy works.

Gawain ignored Amber's broken thoughts beside him. At this moment, he had begun to release his spiritual power, and the eternal slate in his hand had a familiar resonance in the next moment.

Along with the illusion that the slate was slightly hot, Gawain felt that his spirit was stripped away from his body again, and a super-experience perception descended on him. Some brief information emerged...

He concentrated and listened to the content of the message, but when the message emerged, he was only stunned:

"...don't indulge in this illusory quiet night...the night will eventually be broken...

"...don't indulge in your warm cradle...the cradle will one day overturn...

"...don't sleep in the shelter of the mind...the shelter of the mind will sooner or later become an unbreakable shackle...

"Let's go, before the stars twinkle, go, before the long night ends...

"If you don't start soon, the day will come..."

After the message, which seemed like a little poem, was over, there was a long period of background noise, and an unbearable sense of spiritual emptiness.

In this state of spiritual detachment without any perception, Gawain's mind was still running, and he felt a stunned moment: This is the end?

In the second eternal slate, only one poem is recorded?

What does this poem mean? who left it? Those Zentraedi Fleet who overturned the gods back then? What did they mean by leaving this poem?

Could it be that it also reflects the artistic talent of ultra-high-tech aliens by the way...

Gawain's thoughts scattered indefinitely, but he quickly retracted it halfway through. He knew that the truth was definitely not that simple—the Eternal Slate was not an ordinary storage medium. They also carried the secrets of God, extraordinary power, and murder at the same time. There are a lot of things that can change the course of human beings, such as God's War Report, and among so many incredible information, a small poem suddenly appeared... This can never be a coincidence.

This poem should have its own special meaning, maybe there is something implied in it.

Gao Wen carefully recalled what he "heared" and "saw", and from that poem, he could vaguely associate something. Is this poem to keep people from indulging in some fleeting but serene illusion? And it hints between the lines that something will break this fleeting peace,

The cradle will fall, the night will break... If you think of it in the real world, does this mean periodic... magic tides?

So the brief tranquility is the lull between the waves of magic? What about the cradle? Does it refer to the planet that humans are currently on?

The author of the poem also mentions shackles and spiritual shelter... what does that mean? Spiritual Asylum... Sleeping in Spiritual Asylum, will it be related to the Eternal Sleeper?

But the person who left this poem should not know the eternal sleeper, because the birth of the eternal slate is even older than the history of mankind...

And the poem also mentions "daylight", what does daytime mean? Is it another artistic expression of magic tide? So why is it called daytime?

Gawain's mind was running fast in this state of spiritual detachment, and when each question turned into conjecture, he found that he still had no sign of getting out of this state of detachment-is it recorded in the second eternal slate? The information is not over yet?

As soon as he had such an idea, he suddenly felt that another message appeared in his mind, the endless background noise disappeared all of a sudden, and in the endless darkness, light gradually emerged.

The light formed a picture. He saw an azure planet with turquoise in it was quietly floating in the boundless starry sky, and at the edge of the picture, there was an arc-shaped atmosphere that made people feel infinite coercion. The storm is surging slowly.

After being sluggish for a few seconds, Gawain realized that what he was seeing was the planet under his feet, and the arc-shaped atmospheric storm at the edge of the picture... was the "sun" orbiting around this planet, it was the Gas giant planet!

After realizing this, his first thought was to see what was on the surface of that vibrant blue-green planet—how many continents did it have, how big was the ocean, the Loren continent, An Su, Typhon, where on this planet and where the Kraken might be...

However, he soon found that he had no control over the perspective in front of him, and he was vaguely aware that what he was seeing was not a real, real-time image of the planet, and the information emerging from the back of his mind told him that it was just a The sub-simulation screen shows what this planet used to look like thousands of years ago or even millions of years ago...

Then he saw that the angle of view moved uncontrollably, and the blue-green planet in the picture gradually drew closer, and around the planet, there suddenly appeared one after another shining points of light and matching text symbols.

It was different from any other common language in the world, but their meanings flowed into Gawain's mind as soon as the words appeared. He saw that the light spots floating around the planet had names:

Glow Station 1, Glow Station 2... Zenith Satellite Group... Sky Station... Skybridge Base Station... Giant Planet Monitoring Station, First Star Bridge, Second Star Bridge...

These things surfaced one by one, but then, one by one, they were dyed red, possibly representing a malfunction or an offline state.

There were only a few of those reds at first, but they quickly zoomed in across the field of view, and by the end, almost all of the space stations went down or went offline, with only the last few bright spots still flickering alone in space. shining.

At this point, the information stored in the Eternal Slate really ended. After a familiar sense of turmoil struck, Gawain's spirit quickly got out of that "detached" state. After the scene in front of him stabilized, he saw it as expected. Amber's big face plate...

In fact, this half-elf comes out like this every time. Gawain has long been accustomed to numbness, and now he can completely ignore it. He just waved his hand and pulled Amber to the side, and then started a People frowned and thought about it.

He saw a lot of things and thought of a lot of things from the picture that appeared at the end, and these things that he saw and thought made his mood difficult to calm down for a long time——

Sure enough, there is something in space, there is a huge amount of stuff!

The super-powerful civilization that left this world many years ago and sailed to the distance without any whereabouts left behind a system of monitoring stations and management facilities over this planet, but with the passage of time, these monitoring stations and management The facilities have already broken down and lost contact one by one, and the monitoring satellite he was attached to for the first time crossing... should be one of the last remaining devices that are still running!

Are these devices still in the sky today? Gawain believed that nine out of ten they were still there.

They may just stop the communication system, but there is a high probability that the orbit control system can last longer than the communication system. Perhaps some space facilities have crashed on the ground in the past long years, but the remaining things must still be there. Yes - after all, the ordinary satellite he was attached to is still surviving, and the larger space facilities with longer service life have no reason to crash.

But none of those things seem to be able to be observed... Whether it is magic like eagle eye surgery, or a telescope with purely optical principles, you can't see any man-made objects in space... Maybe the stealth systems of those space facilities even More advanced than track control systems?

Gawain frowned and pondered here. He breathed out after realizing that he had no clue. He raised his head and saw Amber standing beside him. He was stunned for a moment: "Hey, are you still here?"

"Of course I'm here!" Amber pinched her waist, "You just turned your face away and forgot about it?"

"Ah... I didn't notice it just now," Gawain tapped between his foreheads, tossing the last remaining dizziness out of his mind, then stood up and moved his arms, "How long have I been 'sleeping'?"

"Half an hour, but you look like you haven't slept for three days now," Amber pouted, "What have you seen—I know it, you can perceive it from some strange places A lot of weird stuff..."

"What are you saying?" Gawain glanced at the half-elf, "Put this Eternal Slate away and put it with the first one. As for what I saw... I explained to you that you wouldn't listen. Understand."

"Hey, cheapskate," Amber muttered, and then muttered while picking up the eternal slate, "If you say that such a precious thing, you can really rest assured and let me clean it up - you are not afraid that I will secretly take it and sell it. ?"

Gawain was happy when he heard this: "Okay, if you have the ability, you can find someone who dares to buy it and sell it - I guarantee that if you expose this thing with your front feet, there will be twenty church knights who will cut it down with your back feet. You, I won't protect you until then."

Amber immediately shrank his neck, as if the twenty church knights had already come to the door: "Hey—you are so scary to talk!"

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