Thinking moves very slowly. In a huge, three-dimensional, dynamic neural network, it takes a long, long time for the electrical pulse signal to produce an electric spark.
This electric spark was transmitted along the huge and three-dimensional neural network. Between the lightning and flint, it escaped into the vast folds like a star map of the universe, and then fell into deathly silence.
I don’t know how long it took, countless electric sparks appeared in the endless folds, the "sky" dawned, and an extremely weird lens began to accelerate with a "slow" thinking perspective.
Accelerate, keep accelerating, accelerate to a critical point, accelerate to an untouchable barrier, and then break through easily.
A bright light suddenly appeared, and Bei Gaoyang heard himself say, "Xiao Ai, let's take stock."
"OK……"
In the living room on the first floor of the Mage Tower, the Fallen Angel of Light curled up on Bei Gaoyang's thigh like a precious Persian cat, caressing her smooth back with one hand, all the way to her trembling wings.
A seemingly thin, thin man was leaning on the sofa, his flower-like hair covering his bare chest.
"137 regional national servers have been determined. At present, the areas with the strongest and most stable signals within the coverage area of Magic Network are all covered. The system has the strongest control in these areas. It has penetrated into the 'mechanism' of the 6 rings and reached the theoretical level.
the upper limit of existence.”
"Really, that means that all mysterious contents below level 6 have been analyzed by the magic network, right?"
"Yes."
"It's so fast. Is this good news?"
"Yes."
"Keep talking."
"Because the Magic Network has always maintained...restraint and has not blindly expanded its area, it has not overly stimulated our enemies. I think they do not fully understand what the Magic Network can achieve...more than 10 million players
The thought and soul of the magic network, the support and definition of the magic network make it extremely strong, it has been deeply integrated into the occult narrative, and has its own occult attributes."
"Haha, do you know what the mystical properties of the magic net are?"
“The ubiquitous, omnipotent, all-encompassing, defining and underpinning web of everything.”
"...You are too optimistic."
"What do you think, sir?"
"Forget it, don't talk about this, you can continue."
"...nearly ten million new players in the beta test have grown up and gradually adapted to Canaan's environment. Most of them have grown to the point where they can be used..."
Hearing this, the 'lens' seemed to lose interest and restarted at a faster speed, skipping this spark that was like a fleeting light, and plunged into another spark flickering in the folds.
"The Abyss of the Demonic Network!"
Bei Gaoyang stood on the chaotic "sea", with the misty sky as the background, and the little love still appeared on the side. "...The will of all living beings gathers together, seemingly loose and mixed, but it has incredible power. Canaan is idealistic
, whoever controls the mind controls everything, the gods are just islands in the ocean of the mind...I didn't understand this until now."
"Being able to see these means you have made progress, not bad, not bad!" Bei Gaoyang commented with a smile.
"The significance of the magic network and the game does not lie in the powers displayed on the surface, but in the invisible and intangible... the gathering of the will of all living beings, but there is a problem here. These gatherings of the will of all living beings are external and inconsistent with the overall narrative of Canaan.
It is incompatible with the core of occultism, so it needs to be guided, or transformed."
"I think this is the main purpose of the game?"
"Sir, from the beginning to the end, you did not want to subvert the entire Canaan world's army, but you needed to subvert the Canaan world's thoughts?"
"Ha ha……"
"Your wisdom really makes..."
"Okay, stop flattering me and solve the trouble first."
As soon as he finished speaking, a huge black shadow emerged from the chaotic seabed. It was so huge, just like the Kunpeng in the ancient deification of China, with countless eyes on its back crest, each one
His eyes were curiously staring at the little human standing in the void.
The next moment, Bei Gaoyang opened his right hand and pressed down.
In an instant, the entire sea was pushed downwards and a huge depression appeared.
Kunpeng suffered and struggled, but he could not shake the lightly pressed palm downwards. It began to 'bleed', and every drop of blood radiated countless murmurs!
The entire ‘abyss’ is filled with gibbering.
"Why, why did the enhancement fail after I tried it seven or eight times? Why?"
"Ah, why don't you explode the equipment, why don't you explode the equipment, damn the system, damn Canaan Company!"
"I want to become stronger, I want revenge, and I want to kill you scum until you drop to level 0!"
"No, don't steal my boss!"
"Money, money, haha, so much money, how much RMB is this?"
"Bullshit system gods are all fake and only fools believe it."
"They say this is an alien game. Where are the aliens? Where are the aliens? Come out and meet them!"
"For the sake of the national uniform, everyone rushes!"
"I am an old player in the second beta test. When I played Canaan, you and the others were still being keyboard warriors online. It was really thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi. I am in despair. I am not as good as a newbie in the fifth test. No.
fair!"
"Let's finish this rubbish game as soon as possible, Gan!"
"Hey, let me tell you, the bulk of the game's supplies are in our hands, the exchange rate? Haha, that's just a game we made. When all the pigs and sheep have fallen into the trap, look at how we harvest, hahaha
…”
"Canaan is related to the fundamental interests of the country and the nation, and...comrades cannot treat it like a game!"
"This is war, this is..."
Rumblings filled the half-plane created by the entire system, and had a strong ability to assimilate emotions. Even Xiao Ai was a little unable to resist it. The embodied form seemed to be washed away by a torrent of chaotic data, and was even a little unstable.
But Bei Gaoyang remained motionless. The empty hand slowly applied downward pressure. The depression in the sea became larger and larger. The huge "Kunpeng" finally collapsed. Billions of murmurs were compressed and finally restored to colorful colors.
The sea water returned to chaos.
"It's necessary to layer it, my lord."
Xiao Ai calmed down and suggested: "Put the red one together, the green one, the blue one, the purple one... Only by doing this can we delay the time for it to take shape."
"Why delay?" Bei Gaoyang asked.
"this?"
"A new gameplay is added, called 'Confronting Inner Demons'. Starting from level 5, it will be randomly refreshed on the game map at a few fixed times, allowing players to purify and defeat their own distracting thoughts."
"……All right."
"Everything has a pros and cons, including you and me. As long as the magic network exists, there will be a shadow. You can't escape it, you can only deal with it head-on."
"I doubt the offline network..."
"Okay, I won't talk about that here."
…
Thoughts are still running slowly, and the 'lens' is like a fish crossing the water, leaving without any hesitation the message presented by this spark.
"Ah, let me see, let me see, isn't this the freshly baked Norman Grand Duke?"
The sky of the abyss is filled with rust color. On the endless battlefield, two dark battle lines are like two giant pythons entangled with each other. Behind one battle line, the fire of the abyss spurting out from the cracks foreshadows Baan's mania and anger.
, his body attached and outlined by the flames leaned forward slightly, his huge head lowered, and he came to a relatively small man in a cloak.
The cloaked man lifted his hood, revealing Bei Gaoyang's expressionless face.
He looked around and said, "Instead of mocking your allies, you should spend more time on the frontal battlefield."
"Ally!" Barn's voice rose an octave, sounding like thunder roaring filial piety, "Who? Is it you or His Excellency the Grand Duke of Normandy?"
"You know it's just a power ploy."
"I don't know, I smell a conspiracy."
"Whatever you think."
"Aha, you think we are destined to be defeated, right? Even if we are defeated, we can still divide part of the plane..."
“If we divide the river to rule, we will still linger on for a while!”
"presumptuous!"
"It's rare to see you in a hurry."
"Don't think that we don't have the ability to deal with you, arrogant mortal, you are just a slightly stronger ant."
"Really? Then maybe I'm not needed here anymore? Goodbye, farewell!"
"...Please stay, Your Excellency the Grand Duke!"
A lich blocked the way forward. He bowed to Bei Gaoyang, and Baan also fell silent. The outline of his huge body disappeared silently into the flames of the abyss.
"Haha, one is a good guy and the other is a bad guy?"
Naturally, the Lich didn't know what was red and white, but he didn't ask, he just said coldly and mechanically, "Lord Bayero asked me to tell you that they usually use this method to make you relax your vigilance, and then ten thousand
A way to nail your soul to the wall of unbelief and endure eternal calcination until the end of the universe."
Bei Gaoyang replied with a smile, "Please tell Mr. Bayero that I will be careful."
"Okay, our covenant still counts, right?"
The lich changed his voice, and suddenly it belonged to Lord Bayero, the lord of several layers of abyss.
"Of course", Bei Gaoyang replied as if he didn't notice.
"I need you to appear on the frontal battlefield as soon as possible to share the pressure for this idiot Barn."
"I will."
"Then I will wait for your good news, holy Duke of Normandy."
Bayero said with mockery and left. Bei Gaoyang bowed slightly, turned around and walked into the light door leaving the abyss.
The fleeting acceleration happened again, and the 'lens' carried the thoughts that were running very slowly, just like a high-speed train that found the next stop.
World Story - The ceremony for the conferment of the Grand Duke of Normandy is in the middle, and countless players from various national servers have gathered in the public server's punk city.
The gate of Punk City was newly decorated, and a red carpet led directly into the city. The Cardinal Archbishop of the Holy See of Light, representing the Pope, led delegations sent by various churches and several envoys sent by the royal family to watch the ceremony, walking on this red carpet with a smile.
superior.
"They...", the cardinal archbishop, who came to enfeoff the Norman Grand Duke and baptize him at the same time, said softly and hesitantly, "they look at us very strangely."
"The souls summoned from another world, a group of lambs who are still lost, need the mercy of the Lord to save... Your Majesty!" said the accompanying white-robed monk, with two pairs of folded wings hidden under his robe.
"You are right," the Cardinal Archbishop said, then he didn't care about the players' eyes.
"Hoo ho, a humanoid monster with more than 100 levels, a colorful name, a world-class boss, ho ho!"
"Will it explode the artifact?"
"Look at the old man at the front of the queue. I bet that if he can pull off anything from his body, it's a magic weapon."
"Nonsense, Cardinal Archbishop, that's a Cardinal Archbishop... Oh, what is a Cardinal Archbishop?"
"Higher than the cardinal? Fully responsible for one aspect of church affairs?"
"Whatever, just watch the show."
"The experience provided by the public server is very high. It would be nice if I can start using it later."
"What a beautiful idea. Is it so simple to give you a magic weapon?"
"I dare to say that the guy who is number one in the combat power rankings will never be able to stop anyone's finger."
"That's not nonsense. The levels are so different. I think we have to wait until at least level 70 or 80."
"When did you reach level 70 or 80? Is it open to the public? It takes millions of experience points to upgrade to a level now."
"Public beta? I don't know yet whether the 7 beta files will be deleted or not."
"It's impossible to delete the files. I haven't deleted them in 6 tests."
"The reason I didn't delete it in Beta 6 is because there is no international server. It's different now. If you don't delete it, people might still make trouble."
"What a fart, a bunch of guys suffering from pinkeye"
"Stop talking, let's start, let's start!"
The city lord's palace is also decorated with lights and decorations, all traces of the system's false gods have been removed from the square, and the doors of each temple are closed.
Bei Gaoyang stood on the steps, dressed up, and looked at the delegation of the Holy See of Light from afar with a half-smile.
There was a huge crowd of players, even on the rooftop. There was no ban on the system. Everyone was eating melon and watching a show. It was supposed to be a solemn and grand occasion, but there was nothing solemn or sacred about it.
This cardinal archbishop of the Holy See of Light is an old acquaintance. A few years ago, he presided over the arrest and pursuit of the Thousand Hands Massacre. At that time, what did he say about Bei Gaoyang? He couldn't remember clearly.
Anyway, it is the most hateful comment, with a look of hatred that makes you scratch your skin and cramp it.
But now, the old man looked at Bei Gaoyang walking down the steps with a smile on his face, as if he were looking at a successful nephew.
"Son, it's nice to see you on this occasion."
"Me too, my dear godfather!"
"The eyes of the Lord are upon you, upon this place, upon your people."
"My pleasure."
"Shall we get started?"
"Okay, Lord Godfather."
After seeing the system prompts, many players complained in disappointment as to why there was no fight, and they were still waiting to explode the artifact.
In the mission, a bishop of the Mother Earth Church finally discovered what had been making him uneasy and uncomfortable.
It's not the aura of the undead that fills this place, nor the magical effects (magic nets) that are everywhere, but... arrogance!
Yes!
arrogant!
The hopeless arrogance that permeates everywhere, goes deep into the bone marrow, and emanates from the depths of the soul!
