Something's wrong with my undead

Chapter 188 The possibility of connecting every village to the Internet

After a brief dizziness, Heine successfully connected to the magic network.

As Carl said, there is indeed a flood of information here.

Heine had been to Hukou Waterfall in his previous life. Although his spiritual experience was not as vivid and concrete as what he saw with the naked eye, the feeling at the moment was as if hundreds of waterfalls with different directions, positions, and sizes were intricately overlapping in front of him.

In this seemingly chaotic flow, information was transported in an orderly manner, and a vast amount of information flashed in front of him at every moment.

He was in the midst of the turbulence, but he remained motionless.

On the surface of his embodied body, there is a layer of black bark-like clothing protecting him.

These turbulences are also a mixture of gray and black. Occasionally, a flash of bright silver flashes through, but it is quickly swallowed up and swept away.

Heine was vaguely aware of Quelkus's method of protecting himself.

These Yuanling spirits have become one with the filth through years of hard work, and the black mud will only flow in the direction where it can be polluted by it, or in other words, can dissolve itself.

But if he uses spirit embers to disguise himself, he will be considered a "corpse".

The corpse cannot purify the black mud, so naturally it will not be targeted.

Heine got close to a turbulent current and tried to communicate with it.

The response was icy.

"roll."

It didn't come from a certain Yuanling, but from a strong group resentment.

Heine didn't give up and found a turbulent stream that didn't look that dark.

This time I didn't tell him to get out, but the response was still not very friendly.

"Please get out."

Blocked by these consciousnesses, he couldn't even get in.

Heine simply removed a small part of the protection, revealing the clean embodiment of his consciousness.

He felt like he was pulling up a trouser leg, exposing his hairy calves and fishing for sharks in the sea.

"Come and bite me~"

In an instant, these dirty turbulences moved!

Gray and black tentacles surged out from the turbulent flow, like some kind of parasite, twisting its body and stretching towards him crazily.

But as they pulled away one after another, the color of some turbulence also became much lighter.

One of them even revealed a little bit of silver!

Heine immediately galloped over and dove in headfirst.

He was instantly overwhelmed by the turbulence, and the vast flow of information suddenly squeezed over him.

Disorganized, without beginning or end.

"...Ann! The Institute of Truth, I will report to you on ■■ month ■. This is the magic daily newspaper sponsored by ■■ Ink. For the safety scroll experiment, use ■..."

"…'■, when will you repay the ■gold coins you owe me?' This notification comes from ■City…"

“…■Magic ink sales increased year-on-year…”

...

Heine felt like a billboard standing on the highway, watching the cars passing by.

Some are fast and some are slow, some are more and some are less.

How much he can see depends on one hand whether the information is public, and on the other hand it depends on how quickly the information spreads.

If you look at it for a long time, you can also find the patterns.

The larger the amount of information, the slower it runs, such as magical daily newspapers like "Good Morning, Institute of Truth".

And that kind of "notification" runs very fast because it only has one sentence.

As for the "year-on-year increase in sales of xx brand ink", something like an internal secret, although it ran slowly, it was tightly sealed and he couldn't see anything.

Gradually, in Heine's perception, the flow of this information changed.

They no longer actively "flow", but invisible hands alternately pushing them to move.

This feeling is getting stronger and stronger, and he is getting closer and closer to these hard-working little guys.

"What do you do?"

"Transportation~transportation~transportation~"

The voice that responded was tired, but still kind.

At this moment, a creepy realization came.

"help me……"

Such clear despair and pain made Heine suddenly come back to his senses.

Only then did he realize that he had completely given up pretending at some point and was devoting himself wholeheartedly to the perception of magical pathways.

And the gray and black filth had already caught up with him, grabbing his ankles like a quagmire.

Heine quickly put on a full disguise and ran away.

This time he escaped from the magic net directly.

...

When his consciousness returned to his body, he felt dizzy, but luckily Karl held him.

"Sir, are you okay?".

"Are you blind? Do I look like I'm fine?" Heine blurted out.

Karl was also stunned by the scolding.

Heine couldn't help but be stunned after finishing speaking.

He was just about to apologize, but as soon as the words came to his lips, an unknown fire burst out.

——I saved his life, so what’s wrong with me scolding him?

This is not right.

"Sorry, I... leave for a while."

Heine left in a hurry.

...

On the way, no matter what he was thinking about, he would be interrupted by negative emotions that emerged for no reason.

When he thinks of the black mud he just saw, he becomes uncontrollably angry.

When he thinks about the Blight Beasts left here, he becomes bloodthirsty and violent for no reason.

He walked out of the heart chamber and saw Hui Yue walking this way from a distance, and charming thoughts appeared in his mind uncontrollably.

He had never found it so difficult to control his emotions.

"Don't follow me!"

Without saying a word, he stepped on Quelkus's body and reached the top of the tree alone.

Looking at the distant sky, Heine slowly cleared his mind.

He began to search for those dark emotions hidden in his perception.

……

After a while, he held out his hand.

Under the eyes of the dead, there was a mass of dark crawling animals in the palm of his hand.

It was only the size of a pea and it made him lose his temper.

When he thought of Quelkus fighting against the vast amounts of black mud in the past years, he couldn't help but sigh.

"Maybe it's the slow thinking of the tree that allows it to cope better."

Suddenly, Heine felt that his mental energy was being consumed rapidly.

The mass of material poured into the palm of my hand.

The latter immediately began to struggle violently, and then the darkness gradually faded away, turning into... silver?

Heine was shocked:

"Could this be the...purification of spiritual embers into raw materials??"

Could it be that the silver fragments of light in the fog at the Wither Trace were born this way?

At this time, Hui Yue climbed up and said in surprise:

"what is this?"

"I call this element, and the one in front of me should be called...active element."

Heine couldn't help but smile.

Ash Moon: "I have seen this in Quelkus's memory, and those black ones... you call them spiritual embers."

"Yes, it seems that you have digested the information very thoroughly. Why did you come to me?"

"That human said something was wrong with you and asked me to come up and take a look."

She looked at Heine: "But I don't think there's anything wrong."

Heine chuckled: "I don't think you are this gentle and considerate type. Tell me, what did you learn from Karl, and what new ideas did you come up with?"

Hui Yue rolled her eyes.

"I have considered your plan. If you want to make this place and the Cuiyeting the eyes of the McCalla Mountains, you will definitely need one thing."

Heine couldn't help but ask: "Are you talking about the magic net?"

Hui Yue was stunned: "How do you know?"

"All Carl can tell you is the Magic Network." Heine shook his head: "I want this too, but I can't get it just by thinking about it."

"I know, but after I heard the principles of the magic network, I think it's not difficult."

Hui Yue continued: "Decades ago - forty years ago to be precise, the mages sent by the Institute of Truth to build those three magic communication stations were only level four at most. Their Yuanling affinity must not be as high as yours."

Heine: "Since you have read Quelkus's memories, you should know that the Magic Network was built more than 800 years ago, right?"

"Yes, but forty years ago, those mages connected three silver spheres you called the Yuanling Array into the magic network. They were connected to Cuiye Court in the north, Yingxian Mountain in the southwest, and Yingxian Mountain in the southeast. Elf sentry tower in the direction.

"In other words, it is not difficult to build magic pathways. The difficulty is how to ensure that they are not contaminated."

Hearing this, Heine said with great interest: "It sounds like you have found a way?"

Hui Yue did not answer directly, but slowly said:

"There has been a rumor circulating among the night elves in the past that the tree herders were the cause of the spread of blight.

"For a long time, I thought this was malicious slander, but after what happened with Quelkus, I suddenly realized that being able to freely control the life force and change the life form of plants at will is also a form of 'slavery' to a certain extent.

"This behavior is no different from Quilkus' well-intentioned 'bondage', and is even more egregious.

"So, just as there is pollution in the fog of the Blight Trail, and those 'spirits' feel pain, the actions of the tree herders will also make the forest feel pain, and the blight is pollution."

Heine thought thoughtfully: "Are you trying to say that the reason why the Magic Network was contaminated is similar to this?"

"Yes." Hui Yue nodded: "Just like the veins Quilkus left underground, I think you can build a clean magic network underground, not in the sky."

(End of this chapter)