The first thousand three hundred and sixty-four chapters of the pistachio effect of the diced beans
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Regarding the various information revealed by Abyss Xiling during this appearance, we continued to discuss it until the evening. Everyone thought that we should adopt the most cautious attitude: remain suspicious of anything said by Abyss Xiling, and be suspicious of the actions of the fallen apostles.
The policy remains unchanged, while strengthening inspections of the empire's borders and deploying twice as many monitoring posts on the borders of the Abyss Empire. This last point was brought up by Sandora, who believed that the high-profile appearance of the Abyss Xiling may indicate
There will be a big move on the Fallen Apostle's side. No matter what the opponent's intention is, sending out the sentinels first is always a universal and effective way to deal with it.
Tavel was ordered to conduct further analysis on the Rift Valley. What Abyss Xiling mentioned about the cause of the Rift Valley may have some reference value, and Tavel also has a lot of spare research power on hand. We asked Tavel to separate a thread to do this.
Follow up on this matter and see if we can find a way to control the latter based on the cause of the rift. We don't expect to be able to close this channel, but we may be able to prevent it from continuing to move around. One is fixed and can be scanned
The tangible threats are naturally much less harmful than the current Rift Valley, which is erratic and can only be found by Xi Ling. Next, we must find ways to set up network defense lines, firewalls, information monitoring points, and sentinel programs around the Rift Valley to make it more robust.
The underlying protocol must be used no matter what the means. The Xiling Apostles are not only powerful on the battlefield in the real world. As a race born with a spiritual network, their network technology should not be underestimated.
, by deploying various protective measures, although there is no guarantee that the Rift Valley will be 100% harmless, at least when the fallen apostles invade the empire's network through the Rift Valley, these protective measures will make it difficult for the enemy to move forward - we must also consider the enemy's presence in the Rift Valley.
Technical advantages, the New Empire really cannot upload ordinary Xiling apostles to the Internet, but this does not mean that the fallen apostles do not also have this technology. The Abyss Xiling has been studying the Rift Valley for at least tens of thousands of years. If she
I’m not surprised at all that Fallen Apostles can be uploaded to the Internet.
In fact, if I have to say it, the spiritual network of the New Empire now has the most powerful defense mechanism, and that is the power of void creatures: the entire empire network is filled with information disturbances from the void, and these disturbances are very important to the members of the New Empire.
It is the source of power that allows them to gradually transform into gods. But it is like poison to the fallen apostles. Unless Abyss Xiling makes some incredible breakthrough, once she organizes an invasion in the spiritual network, she will inevitably face an astonishing
Additional battle losses: Her troops will constantly be turned into members of the new empire during the attack, turning them around to attack herself.
This situation is more interesting, because the reverse is also true: if the army of the new empire forcibly attacks the fallen apostles (whether in reality or on the Internet), then there will continue to be soldiers contaminated by the abyss and become enemies, turning their heads
Let's attack the Imperial Team. This is a debuff that applies to everyone: when fighting away from home, the probability of battle damage will be doubled.
The power of the void and the power of the abyss, although the former is higher than the latter in terms of level, but based on the current strength comparison between the new empire and the abyss empire. If the two armies start a war in each other's territory, it is really hard to say who will transform who. Anyway,
I am sure that if I were connected to the network of the fallen apostles and faced the spiritual sea of billions of people alone, I would be banished to the void to read a message and be resurrected within two hours.
Abyss Xiling dared to treat Harlan's entire army as an abandoned son just to make a fortune. I guess she would be happy to trade half of her Abyss Empire for my life: this is a person who can do whatever it takes for the results of the war.
It is precisely because of the other party's behavior that we decided to set up more lines of defense on the network: simply using the information disturbance power of void creatures to protect the network may not be able to stop the life-threatening spirit of Abyss Xiling.
She took advantage of her large number of people and rushed over. Then we would be dead...
As for whether it was the void power I dispersed 70,000 years ago that caused the fallen apostles to survive as legion units to this day. Or even whether I indirectly contributed to the birth of the species "fallen apostles", this topic is very embarrassing. Anyway, with
Bingtis had a shameless and heartless character, and she was too embarrassed to dwell on this topic. In the end, Shandora handed the matter over to the staff group and the database management center, and asked them to collect it from those ancient records (
Especially the records inherited from the Fifteen Days Zone, about the separation of concepts and the creation of void creatures to save the world), look for any clues.
Although this thing is very depressing, if you think about it on the other hand, if this thing is true, it might not be a bad thing. Tavel said this: "If the power of the void is added as a buffering element to the transformation process of the fallen apostle,
, perhaps we can establish a real 'transformation model', with which we can confirm the birth mechanism of the fallen apostles. If we understand how the enemies come, we can better study how the enemies disappear. This is the theory."
We have never understood the details of the transformation of the fallen apostles. We don’t know how they changed from a sane creature to what they are now under the influence of the power of the abyss. Tavel has conducted many theoretical model level simulations on this, and each time
The transformation rates obtained were lower than the number and intensity of fallen apostles in reality, so I once thought that this transformation could not be explained by existing technology, and there was not even a mathematical model. However, Tavel guaranteed it as a scientist, she
We believe that there are no special cases outside of the mathematical model for everything in the world. We just haven't found a certain key parameter: now this parameter may be a trace amount of void disturbance.
"After this model is established, we can send fallen apostles back to their hometown to get married in legion units!"
After returning from the Shadow City, Sandora said this with a smile on her face full of expectation, and she did not hesitate to set a flag for the enemy.
I was sitting in the living room in a daze. There were too many things that happened today and they were too complicated, which disturbed my tempered nerves. I also felt that this day was a bit too dreamy, so now I am busy rebuilding my three views. Bingtis is still in my soul.
Stuck, the female hooligan no longer even had the energy to curse. She could only complain, complaining about her bad luck, complaining about Sandora and others torturing her body, complaining about the weather, complaining about the brightness of the sun,
Complaining about gravity, even complaining about the tacky clothes I wore today...
"You should pay attention to your image and dress like a national leader. I suggest you choose a black dress..."
I have been living with this female gangster for most of the day, and I am exhausted mentally and physically: "...Shut up, please..."
"I'm boring! You are just the shell of me now! I don't want to wear a fifteen-yuan shirt and Qipiniang's pants! I want to wear a skirt..."
I took out my trump card: "If you keep talking nonsense, I'm going to shave."
Bingtis imagined what it would be like to shave from her own perspective, and immediately became silent. I imagined that she must be trembling.
"How long will we be stuck like this?" Bingtis was silent for less than five minutes before speaking cautiously.
"It depends on when I am free to go to the God Realm in the past two days. How many people in the empire do you think can solve the problem of out-of-control divine magic?"
Bingtis thought about my schedule: I need to follow up on the resurrection of my ancestors, entertain thousands of three-inch guests, have a bunch of new weapon research and development plans, and work with Harlan on how to form an abyssal world. Cooperate with the research.
The transformation mechanism of the fallen apostle... She desperately sang the tone-deaf 1983 version of the ending theme of Dream of Red Mansions in my mind - I was very curious about where she heard this song.
The voice from your own consciousness cannot be blocked, just like you cannot stop your own thinking. I endured the bombardment of Bingtis' off-key words because I understood the depressed mood of this female gangster, but I had to find something.
To divert your attention...
While I was thinking this, I heard a small exclamation coming from the second floor, and then there was the intermittent sound of a piano - piano? Who is playing the piano?
There is indeed a piano at home. But it is just a decoration like many other strange things in the house. It was bought by Qianqian last year. She wanted to learn to play the piano on a whim, but it turns out that the girl has no musical ability at all.
: If there hadn’t been a barrier around the house, I guess the sound of her playing the piano could have called people from the National Security Bureau over - so the piano later became a decoration. Now there are only two people in the family who can play the piano, and one is a lady from a good background.
Lin Xue, one is Xiaoxue, who was forced by Lin Xue to learn the piano for two years, but I can definitely hear the two of them playing the piano: Lin Xue plays the hotel California, which is like a California guest house. I have seen Xiaoxue play the piano.
, is two-finger Zen. The only song she can play with two fingers is "Little Star"...
The movement upstairs is obviously not that of the two women: although it is intermittent, the tune is quite normal.
And more importantly, it's not "Little Star". I just had enough of listening to Xiaoxue playing "Little Star" with two-finger Zen a while ago.
I used the intermittent sound of the piano upstairs to help block Bingtis's blindness in my mind, and ran to observe the situation out of curiosity. I went upstairs and went straight to the room where the piano was placed. When I opened the door, I saw the chair in front of the piano.
No one is on board...
But there was a large group of three-inch goddesses sitting on the piano.
Dozens of wild jingle bells stood neatly on the small strip in front of the piano keyboard, each one looking cheerful. They were so small that each person could only hit two keys at a time: the method is
Jump up with all your strength. A Ding Dong with twin ponytails stood on the piano keyboard cover as the conductor, running around holding a sheet of music several times bigger than her. The Ding Dongs in the row below were concentrating on waiting for their turn to play the keys in front of them.
When it's time to pronounce something, just jump up hard and then jump down quickly. The amount of exercise you get from playing the piano is enough to run a 20,000-meter marathon.
They actually played a complete song in this way!
This kind of performance must require extremely high coordination and concentration: for the brain capacity of these little ones, it is impossible not to be devoted, so they didn’t see me when I walked in, and a bunch of little guys were still playing with great interest... Uh.
, dancing to the piano, I don’t know where they found the score, and I have never heard this melody myself, but it still sounds very pleasant: of course, it may also be that the interesting sight in front of me makes people feel very happy. This row of little ones
Busily jumping on the keys, some were already in a hurry, and some were so leisurely that they only needed to step on them for most of the day. Finally, the score came to the end, and a series of rapid repeated syllables made a certain unlucky bean standing on the edge of the keyboard
I was jumping up and down almost to the point of creating an afterimage, swinging my two short toothpick-like legs around in a tense motion - and finally missed a beat.
At the end of the song, two-thirds of the peacocks were lying on the keys they were responsible for, sticking out their tongues and gasping for air. The other third did nothing for almost the whole time, so they began to chatter excitedly...
"It can't be done, it can't be done," Douding, who was responsible for the finishing touches, crawled around on the keyboard and brought up a series of notes. "Ke Lulu doesn't want to play anymore. I'm so tired..."
"This thing is called a piano, Dingdang said." The little one who was carrying the music score jumped down from the keyboard cover, "This thing should be invented by people on earth to practice group exercises, Pa Qiqi said."
I think this kid’s idea is very problematic. Who else can practice group exercises on the piano except you guys who are only three inches tall?
"Ah! It's His Majesty the Emperor!" At this time, a little one finally noticed the person in the room and flew over. As soon as she greeted her, the scene became very lively, and the three-inch girls who like group actions immediately became excited.
He rushed up and circled around my head. Fortunately, Dingdang usually does this all day long, otherwise he would be a little dizzy.
The psychological decompression effect of Goddess San Cun Ding is remarkable. With these little guys, all the troubles can be temporarily left behind: So I immediately stopped thinking about the Abyss Xiling and Bing Tiska.
It’s a fact inside my body. I found that there were only these dozens of little ones here, and after asking, I found out that the others had completely dispersed. This group of highly mobile beans should have spread to Shadow City and Avalon.
Various places - Tianjie City is not open for the time being, otherwise they would definitely go to Tianjie City to organize more than a dozen tour groups.
The group of three-inch men in front of us are the "music and sports lovers" among the wild jingles. For various reasons, the goddesses of life have always regarded music and sports as a whole thing.
I looked at the room. Only then did I realize that there were traces of the activities of these three-inch men everywhere: the guitar fell down on the wall, the violin was thrown on the bed, and two flutes were placed on the window sill: these things do not mean
Since our home is full of music, it only means that Qianqian thought for a while that she might have musical talent. This was all the fault of that girl's whim.
I chatted with Wild Ding Dong No. 1 and learned that they had tried various instruments in the room, and later found that only the piano could be mastered: Douding who tried to play the guitar was knocked out by the guitar strings (just like a slingshot), and tried to play the guitar.
Douding, who played the violin, could not hold the bow. Douding, who tried to play the flute, found that his mouth was not big enough, and he could not make any sound after holding it for a long time - their lung capacity was probably measured in milliliters. So in the end they
I had to practice group exercises on the piano.
"It was like this -" A little thing I didn't know enthusiastically showed me how to play the guitar. Douding held a guitar string, his little wings flapped hard and pulled it back, and then he persisted before he could let go.
Unable to hold on any longer, I heard a trembling "buzz" sound, and the little one was suddenly thrown against the wall.
"Um...I understand, so you don't need to demonstrate..."
"It's so strange." A little girl named Pa Qiqi was digging into the piano to study why this thing made a sound. Then she suddenly remembered something and flew straight in front of me. "I felt it just now. You
His soul is different from when we first met! It has a familiar smell, as if it comes from the God Realm..."
"Because I'm stuck in here!"
Bingtis's voice resounded through the mental channel, and a group of little ones flew away in fear: Female gangsters are born with an aura, and these three-inch girls really can't bear it.
"Well, thank you for your funny performance. I'm in a much better mood now," Bingdis paused and muttered, "I was almost depressed before..."
Before Bingtis finished speaking, she heard Qian Qian's voice coming from downstairs: "Ajun! Ajun! Sister asked you to come down for dinner!"
"Oh, let's go eat first," I was in a good mood, waving to the little ones who were running around not far away with a smile on my face, "Dingdang probably took the others to eat somewhere else, you guys come with us
Let's get together. By the way, Bingtis, you seem to be unable to eat now, is that okay?"
"...It's your uncle's fault, I'm still depressed."
In terms of the number of people, this is definitely the largest meal in our family: because this time we also added dozens of happily diced beans. I’m glad that Ding Dong has taken away most of them, otherwise you can imagine the meal
How lively is a family banquet attended by thousands of people? These little guys don't take up much space. Dozens of them stacked together can't even occupy a seat. However, they have one problem with eating and clinking, that is, they like to run around on the table.
: For them, the food on the table is like a jungle adventure. When they find another dish over the mountains and ridges, they will scream and chatter for a long time, inviting friends to come and eat. I even saw some
A little girl was drawing a map with a pen in her hand. She was responsible for helping others explore the location of the vegetarian dishes. However, after Qianqian pulled two plates of vegetables in front of me, the little girl's map was scrapped...
I have to be careful at all times, lest I knock over some goddess who is lying on the plate holding bean sprouts or celery when picking up vegetables. It is not impossible for this to happen. Usually when there is only Dingdang, we still go there every now and then.
She knew how to flip over that little thing with chopsticks, and this time the chance increased dozens of times - Qian Qian was careless just now, picked up Ke Lulu and dipped it in the sauce dish: she thought it was a green vegetable, but similar
This incident has definitely happened to Ding Dong before.
While I was wiping the face of the little one named Ke Lulu, I was glad that I didn’t eat hot pot today, although a similar thing happened to Dingdang...