Eight hundred and thirtieth IX long-awaited sunshine
The newly born steel city stands on the endless prairie. Hundreds of discharge needle towers filled with lightning are scattered high and low to form a shape like some kind of weird peaks, and they are dotted with lightning and halo. The entire city is like this.
It is a huge machine, and each of its needle towers is connected to a complex control core and a line leading to the tentacles of the eldest son. Under its control, the foundation of the planet will not collapse.
This city was named "Soul-Suppressing City" by Hao Ren, which not only fits its role, but also records the ancient spirits who spent ten thousand years to suppress the eldest son.
Zhenhun City is now the largest and only city on the planet, but currently, except for the ancient spirits who participated in its construction, the local indigenous people have not settled in it. Geisel and his tribe are on the side of Zhenhun City
A temporary settlement was built, and the entire tribe has moved to this place. Because of the idea of "following the guidance of the goddess," they believe it is necessary to defend the city of miracles, and other tribes are also moving to this place.
, some members of the Fire Tribe have arrived, and they are now next to the Wind Tribe's station.
Vivian summoned the representatives of the ancient spirits in this clan settlement and asked about what happened here in the half month after she left. Although the Purgatory Planet has been using communicators to keep in touch with Hao Ren and the others,
But some things are more reassuring if confirmed in person.
In a special tent, Gragon reported the situation to Vivian and Hao Ren: "The lullaby ceremony has been completely moved to the Needle Jungle. Now those machines are taking over the original work of the ancient spirits. The transfer process is going smoothly.
, as you can see, the condition of 'Toca' is very stable."
"How effective are those machines in controlling the eldest son?" Hao Ren turned to ask the data terminal floating next to him.
The data terminal turned on the holographic projection: "Let the city AI tell you directly."
An expressionless, indistinguishable human face appeared on the holographic projection, which was quite similar to the collective consciousness of a swarm of detection drones. This was the signature feature of Xiling's low-level AI. This AI, which was only a few days old, first paid tribute to Hao Ren.
Greetings, and then began to report on the status of the Soul Soul City: "...all needle towers have been successfully connected, the system is operating according to the design goals, and the body control of the eldest son has been completed. The 'Lullaby' ceremony originally performed by the ancient spirits is now
Compiled into software. Directly run by this system, the operating efficiency is 80% and can be increased to 100% after collecting further data."
Hao Ren nodded and then asked the AI: "To what extent can you control your eldest son?"
City AI sent a lot of dazzling diagrams: "Control of all tentacles, control of all organs, control of all accessory glands and biological factories related to maintaining the ecosystem. This system operates in seventy-two hours
Previously, we successfully took over and restarted the large tentacles related to atmosphere control and temperature control. So far, the control rate has reached 87%. Considering that the remaining 13% is a structure without a nervous system, it can be considered that
Control is perfect.”
Hao Ren touched his chin and smiled with satisfaction: "Okay, so we have finally artificially created the brain of an eldest son. Can the technology of this soul-soothing city be applied to other eldest sons?"
The city AI replied in a voice without any emotion: "Theoretically it is possible. But the operation should be extremely difficult. This system encountered strong resistance from underground biological organizations in the early days of taking over control. Facts have proved that even if the 'eldest son' loses his brain and
The soul, its physical instincts are still very strong. On this basis, it should be extremely difficult to control a firstborn with a brain and a soul."
Hao Ren brought back his divergent thinking, thinking that this was not bad: at least the research project had made a big step forward. Then he pointed upward and pointed to the sky through the tarpaulin of the tent: "The Fiyali people have already started
The surface crust is cut. In this process, the divine protection left by the goddess, I mean our local goddess, will automatically close, and the planet will begin to receive the energy of the sun normally. You need to do a good job of switching the system."
The purgatory planet has been operating completely without the illumination of stars for the past 10,000 years. It has formed a complex and efficient self-circulation system. This system not only includes the surface crust and the cloud tops above, but also includes the underground
The entire ecosystem of space. Now the sun is about to shine on the earth. Powerful natural energy will fill this system that has been exhausted for many years. The planet must adapt at an extremely fast speed. Otherwise, the power of sunlight will soon destroy it.
The existing ecological system. The reason why Hao Ren waited for the completion of Zhenhun City before letting the Fiyali people start construction was for this reason: He could use the power of the eldest son to switch the ecological model of the planet, so as to successfully survive the initial stage after opening the earth's crust.
City AI accepted the order and stated that a feasible plan has been injected into the various organs of the eldest son: with the disintegration of the surface crust, the base of the Tianzhu giant tree will be reactivated, and new microorganisms used to regulate air pressure and light filtration will be reactivated.
The swarms will be released into the atmosphere. After that, there will be a long process of fine-tuning. By constantly changing the composition of the atmosphere and creating functional giant flora, the urban AI intends to be on Earth within 600 to 1,000 years.
Time) to put this planet completely on the right track.
After finishing talking about the eldest son, Vivian turned to Gragon and the ancient spirits: "Tell me about you. Do you have any plans for the future?"
Gragon lowered his head slightly: "Your will is our arrangement."
Vivian was still not used to the other party's pious attitude. She moved back slightly: "Well... you have completed your mission, and you have done a good job. To be honest, I don't know what to do.
Arrange it for you. After all, I only have part of the memory of that year. So if you have any wishes or requirements, just say it, and I will satisfy you as long as I can do it: this is the treatment you deserve."
Gragon raised his head and communicated with another soul beside him, and then other souls also exchanged opinions with each other. Their conversation was silent, relying on spiritual resonance to complete the conversation. Hao Ren felt that this scene was just a group of ghosts.
After wandering around, they made some kind of decision. A soul stepped forward. He was Pan Dong, the former leader of the Templars of the Sun Dynasty: "My Lord, we hope to continue to stay in the world and teach
Our descendants have once again escaped ignorance.”
This answer was unexpected by Hao Ren. He just said casually: "This will take a long time."
Pan Dong smiled: "We are not afraid of time anymore."
This is the decision of the ancient spirits. After completing the long mission of being loyal to the goddess, they now want to do something for their own tribe. The technology of this world has been dated for ten thousand years (five thousand years according to the local calendar).
The magical civilization that can go to heaven and earth has now degraded to the same level as primitive tribes, but the knowledge itself has not disappeared, they still remain in the memories of ancient spirits. Gragon and his ministers must become the leaders of these people of the sun again,
Pass on the knowledge and skills of ancient times to young and ignorant descendants.
It will probably take a long time to rebuild a civilization. It is not enough to instill theories alone. It also requires continuous ideological evolution from generation to generation.
But as Pan Dong said, they are no longer afraid of time.
Hao Ren and the others left the tent surrounded by the souls. Geisel and Bonia, who had been waiting for a long time, stood at the door. The little saint dozed off again. When Hao Ren came out, he saw a snot soaked in the face of the little girl.
After being woken up by Geisel, Bernia quickly wiped her face and hurriedly ran to Vivian. Gragon lovingly put his hand on the little girl's head: "Do you like stories from ancient times?
?”
Bonia immediately nodded vigorously.
"Very good, then let us old guys take you for another ride," Gragon smiled and nodded. "The people of the sun will thrive in this land again."
Bernia nodded as if she understood. She is still too young now and cannot fully understand the heavy meaning of the four words "racial rejuvenation". Perhaps it will be decades later when she stands on the edge of the first city-state of the New Sun Dynasty.
Only on high walls can we understand the future destiny of this world.
"This city is for you to live in," Vivian exchanged opinions with Hao Ren, then pointed to the tall tower in the Soul Soul City not far away and said to Gragon, "You can get the energy to sustain yourself from the tower. From
From now on, this will be your Hall of Heroes, and you will continue to protect this world as heroic spirits."
At the top of the giant Tianzhu tree in the distance, a thick rock dome was cut open and flew into space under the pull of the anti-gravity field. A ray of sunlight that had not been seen for thousands of years penetrated the clouds and sprinkled on the earth.
This is the first day of the new solar calendar. (To be continued.)