Chapter 1374 What is suspicious in the ancient records?
(I’m just thinking about it, I can ask for another wave of monthly tickets today on the 5th...)
God Realm, Library Tower.
This high tower has a very weird spatial structure. What's weird about it is not just that thousands of library towers in the God Realm all share the same space. In a few fixed areas of the library tower, there are rooms including the Hall of Knowledge.
Including more than a dozen functional halls, as well as hundreds of "libraries" open to all gods, these parts are the oldest areas when the library tower was first established, and are also the foundation of this tower. And in
Outside these areas, the ancient spirits responsible for managing the library tower have created a larger number of "virtual storage areas" as needed. These huge spaces that change at any time are erratic and elusive in the twisted and complex internal structure of the library tower. They may
It may appear as an ancient library, or it may be an empty castle that suddenly appears on a certain floor of the tower, or it may even be another book tower suddenly connected to the Hall of Knowledge. The virtual storage area occupies four-fifths of the tower.
"Capacity", and can be expanded or reduced at any time: it depends on how the ancient spirit managing the tower plans its recent growth direction. Only the most experienced divine scholars know the transformation rules of all virtual storage areas, and only ten of these scholars
One-third of the population has the ability and authority to read the entire database. The intricate yet orderly spatial structure of this tower is difficult to describe in words, and I am sure that the largest database ever built by the empire cannot be described in words.
Comparable to it: its history is so long that it almost exceeds the scope that can be defined by the concept of "time". The library tower records a large amount that cannot be described by time, and is even outside the world, completely unrelated to the timeline.
It is precisely because of this that we can use it to find the oldest information from the time when Xiling's ancestors had not yet left their hometown.
Father God opened a portal, and with his introduction, I realized that the hall I was in could only be regarded as the "surface space" of the library tower. This place called the Hall of Knowledge was like the public reading of a library.
area, if you want to obtain truly in-depth knowledge, you have to go deeper into this "library".
After passing through this dark portal, I found myself in a twisted and weird space.
This is a place with no up, down, left, or right. Neither the walls that belong to the building, nor the ceiling, nor the ground can be seen. It is surrounded by endless chaos, and the dim color strips are like nebulae in the deep space of the universe.
Floating and out of reach. This place reminds me of the assembly hall I saw on the mysterious side mother planet in the 15th Sky Zone. The weird feeling given by this twisted space is always so similar.
In front of his eyes, a pale golden long bridge was suspended in the air, extending to an irregular platform hundreds of meters away, and that platform extended more long bridges or stairs, leading to all directions. Twisted roads, volleying in the sky
Floating stairs, an abrupt suspension bridge, and two broad avenues that lead to nowhere extend wildly in this strange space. At first glance, they seem like a mess, but if you look closely, they seem to have some kind of plan.
: Just like the capillaries in the human body. I looked far away and saw that most of these air roads lead to some halls and pavilions floating in the air: they looked like normal buildings, and they were probably virtual storage areas.
So this place should be a place similar to a space hub in the library tower.
Father God and Soiret were waiting not far ahead to see me react from my trance state. The former waved over: "Come here and have a look, I will tell you what I think."
I quickly followed him, not forgetting to turn my head to confirm: Bingtis' dazed body was still following me. It seemed that although she had lost the ability to think, this body still remembered what everyone told her when she set off.
.Follow me every step of the way.
"I have been to this place before," Bingtis' soul said. "This is the deep layer of the library tower, where the virtual storage area and the real storage area meet. Generally, only scholars will come here, and ordinary students are not allowed to enter.
But at that time, I was the president and vice-president of the student union, study committee member, student representative, club administrator, college representative and academic leader. The library tower Guling suddenly let me in. "
"You can check some more abstract information here," Father God interrupted my chat with Bingtis. I saw a large number of flashing talismans floating around him. These talismans seemed to rise from the platform under our feet.
: It seems that any facility in the library tower can be used as a "reading terminal", which is quite convenient. "I plan to start from the continuity of the timeline, so that I can trace all the universes that have indirect contact with your home world.
, we can eliminate most of the targets in one go.”
The timeline is an important clue that Father God just thought of.
Seeing my doubts, Father God patiently explained: "Time is a concept that only makes sense within the mathematical system. It will end with the extinction of the universe: if the end of the world ends, and all the information in this universe has not been
If it can spread outside the world barrier before the end, then this universe will become a 'black body', a completely closed and locked unknown system. Anything that once happened inside it can no longer be known to the outside world. Its
History will also become meaningless, just like a person who dies before he can speak, everything he knows will be taken into the coffin with death. The end of the world is a more complete erasure of information than death, it will
All the history that I have recorded has been deleted. An object that is completely imperceptible and will not have any impact on the outside world does not exist to the outside world. This is a 'black body' on the information level."
"However, if this universe has connections with other worlds before it goes out, then its timeline can continue along this connection and run in other closed systems. Even if the end of the world ends, even if everything in that system is destroyed
Even if it is erased, the fact that it once had 'contact' with other worlds will not disappear, so it has left a record of its time in other worlds, which is the key clue."
I nodded clearly. This part of the knowledge sounded very complicated, but I was not incapable of understanding it. When I was establishing the Space-Time Management Bureau, I had been bombarded with relevant theories by Tavel countless times. Even if I couldn’t understand them all, I could at least understand them.
I can understand it somewhat.
"In other words, the ancestors left their home world and came into contact with other worlds, so they added some marks to the normal timelines of other worlds... Can you follow these marks to find your home world?"
"No," Father God shook his head, "If it were that simple, wouldn't you be able to find the coordinates of your hometown directly from your ancestors? Through the timeline markers, we can only confirm which world has had information intersection with other worlds, and the places where the intersection occurred.
The approximate time and extent. Sauvaire, now list all the suspected targets just now, and then block out all traces of the timeline left by the Gods..."
Soiret nodded. A crystal column more than one meter high appeared beside him. He touched it lightly on the top of the column. Suddenly, the massive information and star-like objects he had seen in the Hall of Knowledge suddenly appeared.
The world snapshot mark appeared again, and the few of us seemed to be enveloped by a rotating nebula. Sovare seemed to input something on the crystal cylinder (I can't understand how these divine facilities are used). Those
The vast data table was refreshed quickly.
Large swaths of golden "stars" were losing color, turning into gray spots, and then slowly dissipating in the sky. Those diagrams that were almost urinating in size were quickly covered with gray footnotes. I saw it: marked in gray
It is the target that is excluded.
"There is only one mark in the timeline records of these worlds, which was left by the gods who once managed or observed these worlds." Father God pointed at the files that were being sorted at a speed visible to the naked eye, "Other than that
There are no records of timeline disturbances. This means that they have not come into contact with visitors from other worlds, and the people in the world have not been able to jump out of the universe before the end. These can definitely be ruled out... huh?"
Father God suddenly fell silent in the middle of speaking, and his eyes fell on a file in the distance. His expression was very confused.
"What's wrong?" I couldn't understand the Protoss' control system, and I didn't find anything unusual about the data at all.
"This part of the record is not quite right. There are some inexplicable footnotes here," Father God pointed forward. A set of information immediately moved in front of us, "Here.' Observer's additional log. Reported to the commander of the 12th Legion of the Expeditionary Force: A large number of natives were discovered
External information of unknown origin appears in the universe. The amount of information is very small, but the complexity exceeds the threshold. It is judged that it is most likely to come from advanced intelligent creatures. All the information comes from the same source and is judged to come from the same group of intelligent creatures. The source of the information is abnormal and does not belong to any
Intelligent species in the known quadrant. Follow-up investigation.'"
"Were those messages left by our ancestors?" I suddenly felt like I saw hope.
"No, that's not right," Bingtis' mind suddenly became more flexible at this time, and she rushed to deny my conjecture, "These information must have been left behind by the ancestors of Xiling before they fled, so they have nothing to do with the ancestors of the apostles."
I raised my eyebrows: "Why?"
"You're stupid - the Abyss Impact had already occurred when Xiling's ancestors fled. According to their description, the scale of the impact was probably greater than when the old empire collapsed. Such a large-scale impact would probably affect the entire surrounding world.
How many injuries? None of the records here mention the discovery of the abyss, and all reports are normal, which shows that they must be the information before the Xiling ancestors escaped from their home world."
I suddenly thought, what Bingtis said makes sense. Then I started thinking: What does this record mean?
It means that all those worlds have been "patronized" by a Ming who has the ability to travel through the void at will, so this Ming must be quite powerful. But... this information seems to be useless, because it cannot confirm that these universes have been "patronized"
It was on the exile route of my ancestors. I looked at Father God in confusion, and the other party came back from his thoughts: "What I feel is strange is other aspects, which have nothing to do with the Xiling ancestors... If this record is true
Yes, then there should have been a very civilized mortal civilization in the place where the 12th Legion of the Expeditionary Force passed by, at least a group of civilizations that could travel through the void at will. Do you know how rare this must be?"
"...You didn't find this awesome race later?"
"I'm sure there are none," Father God said resolutely. "There are only a handful of mortal Mings who have reached this level. Each one has a record, but I don't remember any Ming being discovered by the expeditionary force on the road. Leaving this
The record was written by an observer. In the expeditionary force, this is a kind of scout soldier who acts alone. He must have reported this information to his superiors, but the 12th Legion failed to find this unknown person. Here
It seems that there are no more reports left by the observer. These are the things that feel strange to me."
Father God said and suddenly shrugged: "Ah, of course, this probably has little to do with the information you are looking for. It's just that I suddenly became interested in this record. This is really a record from too long ago. Maybe it was a record back then.
The people who handled this matter have all forgotten about it. I have to pay attention to these twelve legions when I have time. After so many years, they should have been reorganized countless times..."
"It's not easy to make you feel the passage of time," I said from the bottom of my heart. The person in front of me who could regard a five-billion-year plan as a short-term plan finally realized that the changes in the world are difficult to overcome. "Anyway, you have something here."
It's a good thing to find ways, probably..."
Just as I was mid-sentence, I heard a sudden low hissing sound coming from all around, and then the images surrounding me flickered violently like a short circuit on the monitor and then disappeared.
I:"……"
Not to mention that even the operating system used in this place will crash! My remaining hope for the Protoss has been fully invested here!
"Exceeded the screening threshold. It seems that the processing power of a single ancient spirit is still limited. The rest can only wait for Soiret to debug the superior system before continuing," Father God shook his head with regret, explaining by the way that he had mentioned it many times.
What exactly are "ancient spirits"? "Ancient spirits are the managers that have evolved from the library tower. They are intangible and insubstantial, not considered life. They are the embodiment of information and knowledge. Integrated with the library tower, it is probably similar to what you call
'Operating system'. Normally a single ancient spirit can complete the general retrieval work, but this time the workload is too heavy, so we should wait until the personnel and ancient spirits are in place."
I think today's work can only end here. Although I wrote a letter a few days ago asking Star Territory to prepare a huge database of information. But now it seems that the scale of these ancient records from countless years ago still exceeds that of Father God.
As expected, the "ancient spirit" used to process the data was simply too busy. No one could do anything about this somewhat regrettable situation. I could see that Soiret was trying his best. So he waved his hand to Father God: "Don't worry.
Don’t be in a hurry, work slowly and carefully. By the way, this time it’s really troublesome for you. I didn’t expect that checking these information would cause such a big fuss.”
"It's okay, I have nothing to do anyway," Father God smiled warmly, "Hey, let's go to Bingtis's house today, right?"
I thought of Father Bing and Mother Bing who had fled decisively before, and for some reason I suddenly felt a chill running from the top of my head to the soles of my feet. I shivered before getting rid of this senseless feeling, and showed my helplessness to Father God.
His expression said: "There is no way, my daughter is still bound to me. When I come to the God Realm, I have to let Bingtis go home."
"Then let's see you tomorrow," Father God's eyes fell on Bingtis (body) who was following behind me, with the expression of an elder who couldn't laugh or cry when seeing a naughty child, "I want to keep you for a meal.
——I studied for several days and finally figured out how to make egg-filled pancakes."
I quickly said goodbye and left - egg-filled pancakes in a leek box. You said I crossed the void and came to the God Realm. If I still had these three meals a day, what a tragedy it would be!
When I came out of the library tower, I noticed that it was already dark outside. It seemed that I had been delayed in that magical space for too long. I didn't know if Father and Mother Bing would think that I kidnapped their daughter and never came back.
The night in the God Realm is not dark. The surrounding palaces and the castles, palaces and cathedrals suspended in the air release a soft halo under the night, which contrasts with the mysterious floating light bands in the sky. I was guided by Bingtis
Jump to the outskirts of the "Garden" city through space teleportation, and look at this huge circular city on a hillside. The "Garden" filled with light is like a bright moon reflecting on the earth, and those suspended in mid-air
The isolated temple is like light particles floating from the moon: no matter how many times you see it, people can't help but admire it...
"it's beautiful--"
The Obsidian Palace appeared silently behind us, and the dark red light pouring out of those narrow stained glass windows came from behind, which made me notice that Bingtis’s house had appeared: her house was a building in a different space.
The drifting temple only stops in reality for a while when people come in and out. I turned around and saw a young woman with short silver hair standing in front of the Obsidian Palace. She was dressed as a housekeeper and had a meticulous expression. She was Bingtis.
The housekeeper of the house, Mo.
"Welcome, Your Majesty the Emperor. Welcome home, Miss. Dinner is ready."
The housekeeper said with the utmost propriety, and then stared at the dead fish-eyed Bingtis standing next to me, until Bingtis's soul couldn't help shouting in the spiritual connection: "Stop looking!
I'm here!"
"Miss, what are you doing?" Mo asked curiously. It seems that Bing Daddy and Bing Ma haven't told her what happened to Bingtis.
"It's just stuck. I've never seen magic lose control before."
"Oh, it turns out that Miss, you are studying those weird things again." Mo nodded with understanding.
It seems that everyone knows about Bingtis' dark history of "scientific research" back then, so much so that the housekeeper was not surprised at all when she saw her eldest daughter being stuck in someone else's body.
We walked towards the palace under the leadership of Mo. The door with a human face at the entrance of the palace seemed to have just woken up from its nap and greeted us with a snoring voice: "Oh, welcome, Duke Blanche and Elise
Miss……"
This stupid door never gave anyone the right name!