Chapter 258: Daytime

From every point of view, this is a beautiful letter. The machine printed the ink on the plastic cardboard. When Xu Yang turned it over to the back, he quickly saw more things left by Sylphy—— ——She wrote a poem for Farosa, it was very short, and Xu Yang read it silently in his heart.

""daytime"

We end the absurd supper and extinguish the leaping flames.

The long night leaves a wisp of smoke, mountains and flowers appear.

Everything has changed since you came among us.

For you are the day, let the stars annihilate. "

The machine reproduced Xilufei's handwriting. Her strokes are round and skillful. It is not an exaggeration to say that she is a calligrapher. The entire letter and the poems behind it can be regarded as works of art. Xu Yang put it away carefully, and didn't even think about folding it, preparing to hand it over to Falosa.

"God-killing weapon." Xu Yang pondered, "If the champion of the dome can win, the rewards of this competition will be too generous."

"The most important thing is," Ye Zi showed a regretful smile, "I'm afraid it will fall into the hands of my mother. My mother sent Fumihiko Yanagawa to compete. No one can beat him."

Xu Yang switched to the top 32 list of this dome competition.

The entire competition is divided into four parts: the upper half of the west, the lower half of the west, the upper half of the east, and the lower half of the east. A40 is currently located in the upper half of the east.

He quickly locked the strong players in the four divisions.

The upper western area: Han Shishan of Tianshu Manufacturing, Kamihara Shiori of the Tenjoin Family.

The lower half of the west: the era titan robot of the extreme technology company.

Eastern upper half: A40, Black Storm, Galadite battle robot of Vanguard Armed Company.

The lower part of the east: Fumihiko Yanagawa of Xisheng Investment Group, and Ten Qi Orange Fragrance, a female ninja from Kyoto Unlimited.

"Even if A40 can make it out of the upper half of the Eastern Conference, it will still meet Fumihiko Yanagawa in the semifinals." Xu Yang said, "In this way, its chances of winning the championship will be minimized."

"Of course, if it's A40, it's impossible to beat Fumihiko Yanagawa." Ye Zi said helplessly, "When Xisheng was still in the pioneering stage, many opportunities were created by Fumihiko Yanagawa. With his mother, he has gradually become the world's leading cyborg warrior."

"He came to compete, it's a blow to all other contestants." Xu Yang felt troubled.

If Fumihiko Yanagawa cannot be defeated, A40 will leave the field with hatred, and the chance of the dome champion will have to be handed over.

"The family has its own plan," Ye Zi said, "We want Xisheng to continue to deepen his control over the archipelago, and Fumihiko Yanagawa was sent to the competition for this purpose. If we can win the championship, people will deepen their recognition of Xisheng. Originally, we planned to support the Black Flame Revolution to clean up everything, but they rebelled, and we don't know what their power is."

"I'm afraid it has something to do with the disappearance of the Martinez." Xu Yang pondered, "The news said that the company lost track of the Martinez."

"It's scary," Ye Zi murmured, "Hey, just thinking about it makes the hairs stand up. There are reality manipulators, war witches, and countless advanced fighter jets, missiles, and nuclear weapons on the space carrier, but it suddenly changed from big to big. It disappeared at sea, making it impossible to carry out the next strategic plan..."

"I'll hand over this letter first," Xu Yang comforted her, "Don't worry, protect yourself, Ye Zi."

"Yeah!" Ye Zi nodded, making a cute expression, "Let's talk later!"

Ye Zi's signal was disconnected from the secret communication channel. Xu Yang checked the encrypted call line and found some suspicious and undirected access, as if someone was trying to track the secret channel between him and Ye Zi, and the other party was also a skilled hacker. , these sniffs leave no trace, which means that the communication with Leaf is no longer safe.

Has the Xisheng family noticed the clue? Xu Yang thought secretly. It is time to switch to a new communication channel with Ye Zi. Living in such a place, she must be monitored 24 hours a day. Even if she wanted to be wary, she didn't have enough technical knowledge to make a thorough arrangement.

The deep anonymous network is a good transit point, but Xu Yang is worried that Ye Zi won't be able to use it. None of its content is indexed by conventional search engines, and it refuses to be linked by the surface network, and all information is encrypted, which has isolated most of the Internet users in the world.

In addition, there are no publicly formulated rules on the deep anonymous network. Only experienced users, hackers and network security personnel play games with each other, and finally establish the rules of a dark jungle society. Whoever dares to disclose their real information will be punished Will be torn to shreds, eaten and wiped clean by others on the Anonymous Network.

In the end, you still have to build a point-to-point encrypted link yourself.

Thinking of the deep anonymity network, Xu Yang checked the discussion thread of cyber demons. It has been occupied by several artists. They are very interested in this topic and turned it into a forum for spreading avant-garde art , using black and white bitmaps or high-precision watercolor oil paintings to outline cyberpunk in the context of the previous era, including mechanized animals, cities under glass barriers, and deconstructed gods.

A mixture of romantic and unromantic stuff. As he walked towards Farosa's secret room, he looked at these portraits. Art uses an extremely personal way to establish a subtle connection between the artist and the viewer, which is indescribable.

Falosa has built an elaborate wooden barrel next to her workstation, with a tin metal faucet at the base, and sits at her desk lost in thought. Xu Yang removed the lid of the barrel, filled it with Coke, the ice cubes sank, and the lemons floated up.

"I have a letter for you." Xu Yang handed Xilufei's letter to Farosa, "As entrusted by others, it must be entrusted to you."

Falosa seemed to have just woken up from a dream, her eyelashes fluttered sharply, her gaze hurriedly flicked over the letter, and then she took it over. She recognized Sylphy's handwriting, but did not dare to confirm it. . She laid the letter paper flat on the table and began to read slowly. After reading it, Faroza was very unhappy.

"Who does she think she is?" Faroza's tone was indifferent and contemptuous. "Who allowed her to dispose of my god-killing weapon like this? I asked her to keep it safe, but she handed it over to mortals."

"Very angry?" Xu Yang felt amused.

"The taste of betrayal." Faroza emphasized, "I told Sylphy, many years ago, 1,000 years ago, I entrusted the god-killing weapon to her for safekeeping, because I trusted her, and I also believed in her. Our relationship was good enough for her to keep the vow. But she gave the weapon to the company, turning it into a reward for a combat game... It's a pity, I misread her."

"There is still content on the back of the letter." Xu Yang said.

Farosa frowned, turned the letter over, and hurriedly read the little poem. Her hands that were tightly clenched were loosened again, and she sat on the chair and fell silent.

"Why do you write poetry?" she said, "Why do you write such poems."

"She looks very elegant." Xu Yang said.

"She was very old, the oldest witch I knew at the time."

Faroza closed her eyes, as if trying to absorb the impact of Sylphy's poem.

"She compared you to daytime." Xu Yang said.

"That's because I'm young," Farosa opened her eyes and sighed, "ah, I was the last one to join them, Sylphy is 190 years old, I'm only 17 now, so she thinks I'm During the day. She hoped that I would send away all the haze of the past, some kind of old woman's expectation for the younger generation."

"Thinking about it from another angle, 1190 years old and 1017 years old don't sound too far apart." Xu Yang said.

"I must have frozen the age, she didn't have to," Faroza said.

"It's really well written. Only people who like you very much will write such poems." Xu Yang sat on the table and read the poem written by Sylphy to Farosa again, "Faroza, you are in the middle of the day , let the stars annihilate."

"Why don't you write me a poem?" Faroza looked at Xu Yang.

"I gave you all my heart, adding another poem seems too light." Xu Yang said.

"Stop saying things that embarrass me." Faroza wrapped the letter around her fingers, using her index finger as a sleeve, turning it into a scroll. She quietly looked at the candles projected by holograms. The false candlelight had no smoke or pure natural shaking, but played a 15-second loop of flame images, which was part of her entire medieval atmosphere chamber.

"So, do you want to show up and meet her?" Xu Yang asked, "She handed over the god-killing weapon to the competition party, obviously to anger you and to fish you out."

Faroza put her elbows on the table and pressed her forehead.

"Let's make three preparations," she said.

"You've prepared well with two moves, how did you get the third move?" Xu Yang laughed.

"The first-hand preparation is the Seven Witches Project." Farosa put away the work on the table, "I have deciphered 95% of the content of the slate, and I probably figured out how to get to Miyajima. Let's go now and put the Pen Ruiyi found it."

"It was a little sudden." Xu Yang pondered, "But it's time. Pan Ruiyi is in such a dangerous place, he may die at any time."

"The second plan is the Gladiator A40," Faroza said, "I hope it can win and win the God-killing weapon directly, without many twists and turns."

"Once you leave, there is no way to heal its damage, and it is difficult to go long-term." Xu Yang said.

"That's why we need a third-hand preparation." Faroza stuffed the letter into the drawer, "If A40 can't win, we will take away the god-killing weapon. That's why we must first find Pan Ruiyi to ensure our strength. Let's go , go to Miyajima."