Chapter 406 Takeover

In the following week, the residents of the Acropolis experienced a series of earth-shaking changes.

First, the believers of the Paradise Church heard the call of the gods almost at the same time.

In the past, the gods would respond to their prayers and even appear to accept their audience, but that was limited to the temple. This was the first time that the oracle was directly transmitted to their minds. The believers who heard the holy voice in person were ecstatic, which meant that they were one step closer to the gods.

However, some people claimed that they heard a young man's voice, some heard a pleasant female voice, and some insisted that it was a wise old man. In short, there were all kinds of statements... This made everyone quickly change a new concept. The image of the Lord of Paradise is far more than a winged goddess. He has many different appearances when walking in the world, and his appearance varies from person to person. It is not a fixed thing.

Secondly, the Acropolis Paradise Church connected with the Paradise Church outside for the first time.

When the believers of Qianlin Castle took the train to the Acropolis, "Welcome You" flags were hung everywhere in the city. This acceptance process was so smooth that no one noticed the abnormality inside. For the local residents, they had long tried to spread their faith to the outside world, and it was only natural that they had achieved fruitful results today. Some even believed that perhaps some of the believers who did not return at the beginning did not sacrifice themselves outside, but were so focused on preaching that they forgot to return home. Now their efforts have forged the Paradise Sect in other cities.

On the contrary, the visitors who came in from outside were really surprised.

For example, Xue Quan, such as Iris and others.

The former were still outsiders, but Iris and others were different... As nobles of the Old World, they knew the history of the Acropolis very well, and even went to the Misty Forest with the expedition team five or six days ago. As a result, because of an accident halfway, they temporarily returned to Qianlin Castle to escort the wounded, and when they came back, they found that the Acropolis had resurrected, and hundreds of thousands of people not only did not die, but also built the city prosperously. This huge contrast seemed a bit exaggerated even in dreams.

This also made Chaoyang certain of one thing, that the fifteen years lost by the Acropolis were only partially made up - after the history was changed, the chain reaction did not spread out, but was tightly confined to this small space by the power of the unknown. People outside still think this is a dead city, and there is even a little fog left outside the forest.

Of course... With the "gift" being recovered, all the strange phenomena in the Acropolis will disappear, and communication will no longer be restricted. However, in the short term, the impression that it suddenly "jumped out" cannot be changed.

The arrival of the Qianlinbao leadership team also means that the leadership of the Paradise Church in the Acropolis has begun to shift to Chaoyang. This process is also quite smooth-the God of Hidden Mist has no interest in fighting for power, and Enkui and Portland are true believers of the Lord of Paradise. The gods have spoken, so they naturally will not insist that the Acropolis is the birthplace of Paradise.

Because the Acropolis provided a lot of willpower, Chaoyang was able to expand the scope of the kingdom of the third avatar to the entire city, allowing the believers here to enjoy the convenience of "interconnection". When the first batch of believers' seals were put into use, he felt that the willpower here was even stronger.

Xue Quan did not come alone.

He was very clear about his purpose. He arrived at the Acropolis with a large number of scientific research team members. After learning about the new energy from Chaoyang, these people immediately started research on the beach caves and warehouse ruins. Every day when the local fishermen returned home after collecting their nets, they could see a large number of people in long white clothes coming in and out of the cave entrance. However, this time, the cave was no longer a bloody and cruel place. Every resident who was willing to sign up to help the white-clothed people could get a generous reward.

As for Mekfa and Yukel from Zhaixing City, they left without saying goodbye on the night when Chaoyang met the God of Hidden Mist. They left in a hurry, not even waiting for the train to be repaired. After buying more than ten horses at a high price, they rushed north.

When these people crossed the city boundary, Yingzi asked Chaoyang for his opinion, but Chaoyang did not mean to stop them. Even if these people did not report the news, the news of the resurrection of the Acropolis would soon spread throughout the continent. Because someone in the capital thousands of miles away had already obtained this exclusive news, it would be used as evidence of the miracle of Paradise and make the headlines of major newspapers.

A week later, Xue Quan came to the office of the Holy Church with a thick dark circle under his eyes.

"Why, haven't you rested well recently?" Chaoyang joked.

"It's only three hours of sleep in two days." Xue Quan laughed self-deprecatingly, "I can change one when I'm tired, which is already good."

It's all because the things found in the cave are too bizarre... Although he is not a scientist, he can't rest early if the academicians don't stop. After all, he is responsible for the mobilization of personnel and materials here.

"Can it be used?"

"It can be used."

"Is it easy to use?"

"This... It's hard to say."

Others may sound confused, but Xue Quan knows it well. On the second day of the research team's work, Professor Wang Shengli was sent back to the Beifu Prevention and Control Center by Chaoyang with two glass jars. After exploration, it was found that the brains in these jars are somewhat different from human brains, with more gullies and significantly thicker gray matter, which may belong to a new species. What's more incredible is that it can also operate stably on Earth, and the energy output is not electrical energy or thermal energy, but a wave that does not rely on medium transmission. With some components found in the warehouse, it can show the characteristics of energy, such as luminescence, mechanical work, etc. The power of a single glass jar is about one kilowatt.

"It's about the same as an air conditioner... Isn't that useless?" Chaoyang said as he flipped through the report submitted by Xue Quan. The biggest problem with this thing is that we don't know how to mass-produce it. We can't just use our brains everywhere. The area currently explored shows that there are three warehouses behind the metal wall, but only Warehouse No. 1 is the main storage for glass jars. After counting, the total number is 1,520. If used for lighting, it can barely meet the needs of a city, but that's all.

"At first glance, it is so, but Professor Wang found that when multiple glass jars are connected in series, their power will increase exponentially, as if each other's waves are superimposed." Xue Quan explained, "In addition, its durability is also of great concern to experts-the power of nuclear batteries of the same size is less than half of it, and the life span is between 50-80 years. If it really needs to be applied, the space field is definitely the most suitable occasion for it. But if an industrial product cannot be mass-produced, its value will be greatly reduced, so the conclusion given by the experts is: it's hard to say."

Chaoyang nodded, "Are there any other discoveries?"

"Well... take a look at this." Xue Quan handed over a stack of photos, and the images in the photos were pages of yellowed paper. "When we searched the warehouse, we found a record with text in a safe. Unfortunately, these texts are very different from the texts used by people today, and it will take some time to interpret them. The control center has already summoned the best language experts and image experts to assist in the translation work. I estimate that there will be progress in one to two months."

"No..." Chaoyang murmured as he looked at the photo, "I can understand these words..."

"Really? What's written on it?"

He stroked the photo with his right hand and whispered, "Appear."

The words began to twist, stretch, and reorganize in his eyes, and finally turned into Chinese characters.

-"New World Expedition Memo Log, March 5, 2156."