Chapter 777 Questions and Answers

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He has always been interested in the central carrier mentioned in the previous talks.

It has fused the souls of many witches, gained the ability to decipher the documents left by the underground civilization at the cost of sacrificing their minds, and can only answer yes and no. It is no different from a dead thing at first... All of these are covered by it. There was a mysterious and tragic atmosphere.

However, when Roland saw the central carrier imprisoned in the underground chamber of the hall, he still couldn't help but take a breath.

I saw a sarcoma that was much bigger than Pasha's and others was entangled in layers of iron chains, and a few thick tentacles were even pulled apart and nailed into the wall or ceiling with iron nails. The damaged epidermis is covered with scars, and many tentacles have broken marks. Obviously, this is not the first time they have been treated like this.

If he remembered correctly, the central carrier, like the original carrier, was sentient.

It can feel cold, heat, sweet, bitter...and pain.

"Why?" Roland couldn't help but frowned, "Aren't the souls integrated into the carrier all witches? And there is one of your three seats, eh..."

"Lord Eleanor, Your Majesty," Pasha sighed, "There is no choice. The power of the carrier is not much lower than that of God's Punishment Warrior. Our tentacles can penetrate the soil and excavate light from the dome. Well, naturally it can also attack the enemy and tear the captured prey in half. If you don’t do this, an unconscious carrier that can move at will may cause more trouble than a hybrid evil beast.”

So that's the case... Roland immediately understood her helplessness. The tentacle sarcoma itself may be the basic combat unit of the underground civilization. Once a carrier that is located in the stronghold and has no mind at all loses control, it will pose a great threat to the relics of the gods and the core of magic power. The Taquila survivors obviously couldn't accept such a risk, and had no choice but to imprison it.

It's a pity that he knows that he knows, and he still feels a little embarrassed.

After all, those witches who voluntarily fused gave everything for Taquila, but now they can only be trapped in this dark corner and cannot move.

Probably seeing what he was thinking in his heart, Pasha's tone was a little grateful, but also mixed with a bit of bitterness, "We have also tried to ask them how they felt, but we have not been able to get an answer—the fused soul can no longer pass through the magic core. Extracted, so whether they will feel the stimulation of the outside world, has never been known.”

"Merging into one body with Lord Eleanor is the ultimate destination of every Taquila witch, and we are no exception, so you don't need to worry about it." Elsa, who had been silent before, said again. It's just that I don't know if it's an illusion, but Roland always feels that the other party's voice is no longer as cold as before.

Hmm... probably upgraded from ice cube level to ice water level.

"However, when we asked whether we wanted to imprison the central carrier, the answers of the three main whiskers were all yes." Celine finally added, "If not, we would not have fixed her so thoroughly."

Roland nodded, "There is an artist named Soraya in the Witch Union who can draw extremely flexible fabrics, and a little girl named Youyu who can make objects sticky. If the two abilities work together , can produce a stronger binding force than iron chains, and if she is bound in this way, at least she will not be injured all over her body. If you have no objections..."

"No, it would be great if that's the case," Pasha's main beard drooped slightly, "Please accept my thanks."

"It's okay, it's just a matter of little effort." Roland waved his hand, "But... what does it mean that the three main beards all expressed affirmative answers? Is it possible that one can express yes and the other no? Then who should I listen to?"

"Let Celine explain this to you."

"That's right," Serin seemed quite excited to help the fusion partner relieve pain, and she immediately continued, "The biggest difference between the central carrier and ours is that she has three main whiskers, which can transmit more complex information without conscious dialogue." news, as I am now.”

As soon as the words fell, the main beard on the top of her head emitted a faint red light.

"Oh? Is this still glowing?"

"Before we fully grasped the communication of consciousness, we also used it to express feelings and emotions, but we didn't use it much after that." Celine moved to the center of the secret room, pointed to the three central carrier hanging from the top of the head, and was locked The main beard firmly nailed to the ground, "But they can't do this when they lose their minds, they can only answer through the red light—yes if it's bright, no if it's not."

"However, when interpreting the literature of underground civilization, we found that simple yes or no can not quickly help everyone find the correct answer." She went on to explain, "For example, a sentence means I am a Taquila witch, if translated Whether I am a witch or I am a Taquila will be displayed as No, so even if it is a simple sentence, it will take a lot of time to confirm it.”

"So you use three answers to indicate the degree of proximity?" Roland immediately understood their thoughts.

"Your comprehension ability is indeed beyond ordinary people," Celine praised. "That's right, the closer to the real answer, the more red light will be lit up. All three main whiskers are fully lit, which means that it is completely correct. Of course, there are special means to agree."

Therefore, the soul fusion body headed by Eleanor does not exclude the companions from imprisoning themselves underground? Roland couldn't help feeling a little moved in his heart, although it wasn't clear whether they judged from the safety of the base area or based on their own feelings, this decision has to make people sigh.

He took a deep breath, "Can I ask her some questions?"

"Of course," Celine moved away, "just ask the question directly."

Roland walked up to the central carrier and said slowly, "Suppose I have two baskets with two apples in each, and after pouring them out, there will be four apples on the ground, right?"

The three tentacles lit up instantly.

"Uh... is this what you want to ask?" Celine asked in surprise.

"Your Majesty," Wendy also felt a little embarrassed, "What are you thinking of?"

"It's just a test," Roland asked again without changing his expression, "then I now have 12,345 baskets, each containing 54,321 apples, all of which are poured If it came out, how many apples would there be on the ground?" He took out a small note from his pocket, "I guess the total is..., right?"

That was the answer he had prepared in advance, and the result was a nine-digit number, which can be regarded as a complicated calculation in this era. People who have not received mathematics education in Neverwinter City may have difficulty arriving at the result in a short while—this It can be seen from the silence of the high-level Taquila witch.

It's just that after he reported the number, the three red lights lit up again - as before, there was still no delay in the reply this time.