As soon as Shandora and I left the officer's rest area, we went straight to the research center and found Tavel who was preparing for the next stage of the resurrection project - her body was personally responsible for this project, and the information we got from Anseth obviously
There is also a very high degree of emergency, so Sandora and I also hope that Tavel's body can help analyze it. It is said that Tavel's body has better performance than mass projection, so when encountering particularly important things, it is not easy to find her body.
wrong.
The scientific madman Tavel temporarily put aside the work at hand and came to her office with us. After carefully listening to the information conveyed by Sandora, this intelligent girl with glasses fell into long thought and frowned.
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The little doll was squirming restlessly on my shoulder: she didn't like such a serious occasion, but she knew she shouldn't interrupt casually, so she could only squirm to express that she wanted to go home. I put the little girl
Put it on the ground: "Go home alone first, we will go back later."
The doll girl nodded obediently, opened a portal and left the room. Shandora smiled at me: "This child is getting better and better now. I still remember that when she first came to the house, she was with a little berserker.
Similar."
Tavel thought for a while, obviously having no clue. She looked at Sandora: "Your Majesty, what do you think that is?"
"No matter what it is, it is definitely not the Gate of the Abyss." Sandora suppressed the smile on her face, her expression was extremely serious, "No matter in terms of scale, shape, or initial destruction method, it does not meet the requirements of the Gate of the Abyss.
Characteristics. When the ancestors described it, it was as if they were talking about something similar to a space crack: a crack that is physically measurable and exhibits a normal geometric structure in normal space and time, rather than something beyond the concept of geometry like the Gate of the Abyss.
The nature of that crack is also very similar to a tangible space crack. The ancestors said that it would cut a star and a planet from the middle, and this is not a descriptive way of saying it, but it would cut it open. It was like a knife - the abyss
A door is a two-dimensional plane image. As a picture, it cannot cut through anything in three-dimensional space. You know this better than me."
"My subordinates initially speculated that it was really a space crack," Tavel said slowly about his guess. "There may have been some kind of cosmic distortion in the home world, creating a five-light-year crack somewhere in space. This
The rift happened to lead to another place that was completely polluted by the abyss. The secondary abyss that emerged from the rift destroyed the home world. This can partially explain the scene the ancestors saw, but this conjecture... has a big loophole.
Such a space crack..."
"It is impossible for such a space crack to produce such a horrific disaster as described by the ancestors," Sandora interrupted before Tavel could finish. "Only the pollution power leaked from the gate of the abyss has the highest activity. If it is
Through the passage between worlds, the harm of pollution spread from another abyss disaster area will be weakened several times, and the scope of infection is extremely limited. With the technological strength of the ancestors at that time, this rift could be closed by completely destroying that space.
According to the description of ancestor Anseth, the power of the abyss emerging from the five-light-year crack is extremely powerful. And the pollution is close to the strongest abyss gate recorded in our history, so it must be a direct passage to the abyss realm.
, some kind of… gate to the abyss type we’ve never seen before.”
"My subordinates will establish relevant models, and then let the supreme host simulate the conditions for the creation of this type of abyss gate." Tavel replied, "If it is really an abyss gate."
"If it really leads directly to the abyss realm, maybe we have to change its name," Sandora said with a forced smile on her face. "That is beyond any existing abyss gate and is extremely harmful.
Thing, maybe we should call it the Giant Mark of the Abyss?"
My head was as big as a bucket. I scratched my hair and muttered: "Anyway, I hope this kind of thing won't appear again. The scope of its harm is a bit alarming - the ancestors' exile fleet has been running away for hundreds of years.
In the end, we were caught up. How many universes do you think that crack polluted?"
"God knows, it may have torn a hole of that scale in more than one universe," Sandora sighed deeply. "The ancestors encountered a large number of world fragments in their exile. Most of the fragments came from different worlds, and they were all created by
The abyss was destroyed. They have been in exile for hundreds of years and have not found a stable universe that is not polluted... I suspect that all these universes were destroyed by the same disaster. A disaster of this scale is simply unheard of. I have to say it.
, only the impact when the old empire fell can be compared with it."
I remained silent. The two disasters were indeed similar: both were super large-scale abyssal eruptions, both leading to the destruction of multiple worlds. I even guessed that the situation around my home world back then was the same as the current Fallen Apostle Territory. The disasters that my ancestors encountered were almost the same.
The Xiling civilization was completely destroyed, and the disasters encountered by the old empire almost destroyed the trillions of years of Xiling apostle's foundation. This is such an ironic and powerless thing. I think Sandora must be in a very bad mood now -
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After fighting for so many years, chasing the abyss in the void for so many years, I thought that even if I didn't win the final victory, I would at least have reached the point where the results were brilliant. However, fate made such a huge joke, and history detoured on the trajectory of trillions of years.
After a circle, everything returned to the original point. Xiling was beaten again by the same enemy with almost the same method... and the second beating was brought by the Xiling apostle himself.
But Sandora only cheered up after being depressed for a moment, and her face regained that indifferent and arrogant smile that was hard to defeat: "Abyss, they always have new tricks, anyway, we will never fail -
-Tavel, I will leave these matters to you. Give me an answer as soon as possible. No matter what it is, we must at least know what our next prey looks like."
"Yes, your will." Tavel respectfully responded with a military salute, and then hesitated for a moment. I saw that she had something to say, but it was obviously not good news: "What's wrong?"
"About Xiling," Tavel mentioned a name that I didn't expect, "She has been in a situation recently."
I remembered that Xiling and Tavel "live" together now - but this is the view of us outsiders. Xiling himself actually has no concept of "where to live" in the real world. I can only say,
Currently, Xiling's external interaction terminal is at Tavel's residence - the two are already quite familiar with each other. Xiling always goes to Sylvia's shop to help Tavel bring some snacks, and the latter is very concerned about the former (of course
Maybe it’s the kind of care scientists have for their research subjects). Sometimes I think that maybe another pair of lilies in the empire will bloom around this girl with glasses... Well, I’m overthinking it again.
"What could happen to her?" I shook my head and threw away the irrelevant things on my head. At this moment, I really didn't realize the seriousness of the situation: because of Xiling's ordinary character and ordinary
It was hard to remember her identity in ordinary daily life. The next second I opened my eyes wide and said, "Damn it, is something wrong with her?!"
"It's not a situation. But my subordinates feel that she seems uneasy about the news about the Rift Valley recently," Tavel told us about her new roommate's recent series of abnormal behaviors. "Xiling was originally quite afraid of the Rift Valley.
, but recently she seemed to secretly observe the changes in that place whenever she had the opportunity, and her subordinates asked if something was wrong. But she always acted like she didn't care and refused to say anything. That super cluster consciousness is in the personality
She is a little different from ordinary Xiling apostles, she is...a little too liberal, and my subordinates find this disturbing."
Another rift, another rift - if that mysterious thing is not solved for a day, I am afraid many people will not be able to live in peace!
"How is the progress of the interventional port you are studying?" I waved my hand a little irritably. When I asked Tavel about the progress of the project, the other party showed an apologetic expression: "I'm sorry, Your Majesty, the interventional port still cannot operate stably.
It is too dangerous to completely combine the soul of a person from the outside world and upload it to the spiritual network of the Xiling Apostle. The latter is too huge, and the super wave formed by billions of thoughts can easily wash away the will of a single individual.
Except for Xiling himself, it seems that the consciousness of any life cannot maintain itself in that environment. The most recent experimental subject only lasted ten minutes..."
I was shocked: "...you haven't done experiments on living people, have you?"
"Yes," Tavel said matter-of-factly. "How can we know this phenomenon without conducting experiments on living people? But don't worry, Your Majesty, the experimental subject used by your subordinates is yourself..."
I:"……"
"Quality projection only occupies one thread. Even if you are washed into an idiot, it will not affect the ontology thinking. And as long as you reconnect the quality projection with the ontology, you can immediately regain your sanity. In such a high-consuming project, you can use your own quality projection
It's perfect to be an experimental recipient," Tavel said with an excited expression on his face. "The only bad thing is that it's a little embarrassing to see your clone turn into an idiot like a single-celled organism in a short time...
"
I:"……"
I feel that I am completely unable to communicate with this scientific madman in the same world view: it is not enough for her to turn schizophrenia into an active skill, and now she even clicks on the skill tree for schizophrenia! The next goal of this cute girl with eyes is
Are you going to have a child with yourself!?
I asked Tavel to calm down, not to rush forward, and to try to handle the current pile of scientific research tasks as safely as possible. At the same time, I was optimistic about Xiling. If the other party really has any situation, he should report it as soon as possible, and promised to find that confused guy when he has time in the near future.
After receiving psychological counseling, Sandora and I left the research center.
I'm afraid it's a little late to go home for dinner at this time, so Sandora and I found a restaurant in Shadow City with plenty of bowls and a strong owner and ate a ton of rice, enjoying the long-lost world of two people and a little date.
, I hung around here until nearly 3:30 in the afternoon before going home.
As soon as I got home, I felt like something was not right about the surrounding environment.
There is no one in the living room, and the house is quiet. Usually at 3:30 in the afternoon, the fox girl will be sunbathing at the door. Now there is no sign of her in the yard. There are rows of large and small shoes neatly placed in the shoe cabinet at the door.
:Apparently everyone is out.
The little ghost should still be at home, but he can feel her breath coming from the direction of the basement, but what are the others doing out at this hour? This does not fit with their biological clocks, especially that of the otaku Paopao.
…
"Strange, where have everyone gone?" Sandora frowned, put on the slippers at home, snapped her fingers, and changed her clothes into a simpler home dress. She listened to the goings on around her.
, suddenly poked my arm, "Ajun, did you hear anything coming from upstairs?"
I also heard it at this time. There seemed to be a very, very faint sound coming from the east direction on the second floor. It was not like the voices of people at home. If you distinguish it carefully, it was like the kind of movement when a gentle breeze and waves roll over the beach. It was low, gentle and soft.
Buzzing.
"Maybe Paopao forgot to turn off the game consoles in her room again." I said casually, thinking that nothing serious could happen at home. As I said this, I pulled a grape from the fruit plate at hand and prepared to put it in my mouth.
Here, the result...the grape in my hand disappeared in the blink of an eye.
I was stunned and looked at my empty hands and the bunch of grapes in the fruit plate. To confirm that I had not hallucinated just now, I pulled another grape and stared at it closely. The next moment, a green streak came out of the fruit plate.
There was a shadow, and I almost didn't see what it was. The grape in my hand was gone, and only a piece of grape skin fell on the table.
At this time, the hand strength and eyesight I had developed in catching jingle bells finally came in handy. Before the little green figure rushed back to the fruit plate, I grabbed the little thing and finally saw clearly that it was a girl as big as a palm.
, has the same light green hair as Ding Dong, but is shorter than Ding Dang, and wears a beautiful green skirt. Although the style is different from Ding Dang's, you can tell at a glance that this is the goddess of life's favorite costume, Slap Girl
Two pairs of light wings as thin as cicada wings were exposed behind me, flapping vigorously. The owner of the wings supported my thumb with his slender arm like a toothpick, and pulled out his body, while watching angrily.
Me, I held the little guy close to my eyes and observed carefully. Then...then I was bitten.
Fortunately, I have been tempered under the attack of tinkling steel teeth, otherwise it would be really shocking if the other party bites me on the nose. I used two fingers of the other hand to carefully pinch the little girl's mouth open and put the little guy away.
On the table: "Ding Dong's friend?"
"Ding Dang!" The little girl jumped lightly onto the apple next to her, raised her chest and looked at me with dignity, "My name is Ling Dang! You are Ding Dang's friend! Who are you?"
Yes, the sisters Dingdang mentioned appeared now - I felt cold sweat starting to break out on my forehead. The first three-inch Ding Pioneer that appeared in front of me had become an army of ten thousand people in my eyes. I used
In my mind, I left-clicked the little thing in front of me, then ctrl+c, and then ctrl+v ten thousand times, forming a vast ocean of people's war in front of my eyes. Then I wiped the cold sweat from my forehead and stretched out my hand in a very affectionate and calm manner.
He shook hands with the three-inch man named Lingdang with his index finger: "I am Chen Jun, you may have heard of this name."
"Wow!" Lingdang reached out and hugged my index finger and shook it twice. She exclaimed when she heard the name. I saw the wings behind her were frightened. "Are you the Ajun that Dingdang mentioned? Then
Are you the brother of Father God? Are you Emperor Xiling?"
I nodded and saw the bell popping out several centimeters away. The little boy pointed at me with a serious look on his face: "The bell bit you just now, you must have forgotten it, right?"
Me: "..." Although there is a big difference in temperament and personality, the level of short-sightedness is almost the same as that of Dingdang...
Sandora and I both couldn't laugh or cry, and then tried to comfort the little one in front of us, but I soon found that this comfort was unnecessary, because after ten seconds, the goddess of life named Lingdang forgot about it... She crawled
She entered the fruit bowl and struggled to pull down a grape. I didn't even see what was happening. All she had left was the skin of the grape. Then Zingding patted her belly: "I'm full...Eh? Where are the people who were here just now?"
"
Me: "You mean my family members? They must have gone out, by the way, why are you the only one, and the others..."
"Going out?" Lingdang jumped up and down on the coffee table. "Sisters are going out too? Didn't you say you are not allowed to go out casually? Lingdang just got into this big plate to eat grapes. There were many people here at that time...
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When I heard this, I saw that this was actually a mini version of the foodie in front of me. She was left behind because she was busy eating. Then I noticed that she had just mentioned "sisters", and I suddenly broke out in cold sweat again - those three-inch girls had already arrived.
Got it!
I remembered the movement on the second floor, and then I ran towards the stairs.
When I got upstairs, I finally heard the buzzing sound clearly. What was it, the soft breeze, soft waves, and the soft singing of warblers? What was coming from the room at the east end was nothing but thousands of little dots.
The chirping sounds may also be mixed with the sound of their wings flapping. I came to the door, and as soon as I turned the handle, I heard all the movement in the room quiet down for an instant, and then I suddenly opened the door - and the bird
A large piece of three-inch penis looked at each other in disbelief.
On the table, on the bed, on the chair, on the floor, on the window sill, as well as on the chandelier and wall clock, basically wherever a "person" can stand in the room, there is a three-inch girl sitting, standing or lying down, far away.
Looking at the greenery, I feel as if I have arrived in Inner Mongolia, facing the prairie under the sun and being reflected in the green light - how long have these three-inchers been holding meetings here?!
I tried hard to find Ding Dong among the group of slap goddesses, but the little ones were a little frightened by the sudden opening of the door just now. They remained in a half-frozen posture and looked at me without blinking. Some of them were flying.
The little one in mid-air even forgot to flap its wings, and fell to the ground with a thud. The weird silence lasted for a few seconds, and then someone suddenly reacted and let out a small call to me. Suddenly,
…
Immediately I saw a sound wave visible to the naked eye, overwhelming me...