Something's wrong with my undead

Chapter 448: Strong Wind

half a month later.

Mackalla, the Court of Light.

"Hello, staff!"

--"The same to you."

"Salute to you!"

--"Thanks."

"Good afternoon, sir!"

--"……good afternoon."

Although Heine wanted to say that it was not yet noon outside, the buildings in this place were all glowing, as if the midday sun was so bright that people could not open their eyes, so he just said good afternoon.

He actually wanted to complain about one thing, which was that these Holy Light Warriors were too tanned...

He almost didn't recognize that the first person to greet him was Aigis White, and thought it was a taller Cornu.

"It's so bright here, what are we doing here?"

Sanji asked, standing on his shoulder.

Heine: "I'll take you...to the research institute. There's a mission."

He almost said the word "Internet cafe".

When Ian left, he doubled the size of the "Copy Research Institute" inside the Holy Light Court, increasing the number of seats from the original fifty or so to one hundred and twenty.

So in Heine's mind, this place is definitely an Internet cafe.

But strictly speaking it should be called an "arcade" because the Macara people can go online at any time and come here mainly to experience the dungeon.

Today McCalla has two copies.

One is the actual modeling.

For example, the "Eagle Mountain Dungeon", which has completed the final round of internal testing and is ready to be opened to the public, has an independent modeling in the inner world.

In addition, the AR copy of "Scar of Withering" is also included.

It's just that the existing modeling in the real world is used with the help of the illusion of light sleep to realize the construction of the copy.

Both of these require the tester to go to the dungeon entrance—whether it is inside or outside, they have to go there in person.

But you only need to log in using myKara.

The other type is "cloud data" like "City of Nebra".

Because the blueprint for construction comes from collective memory rather than a specific "designer", the modeling is more sophisticated and therefore more expensive. The cost of materialization is extremely high, and it is not worth it no matter what you do. It is better to store it in Sangji's mind.

This can not only broaden little Sangji's horizons, but also save a lot of expenses. It is a win-win situation.

However, if you want to log in to "Nebra City", you need to come to the Internet cafe and sit on a chair in person - and the server itself must also sit back in its nest in the research institute.

...

Arriving at the research institute, without Heine's instructions, Sanji happily flew to his nest - a soft bird's nest surrounded by chairs and with countless silver threads connecting them.

Sanchi remembers this place.

After sitting on it for the first time, he had a very interesting dream. In the dream, there was a city and a lot of people. The people there talked in an interesting way. He liked it very much.

Heine hurriedly reminded him, "Don't be so impatient to dream. You have a mission. Next, you have to update the character modeling and plot of Nebra City based on the feedback provided by Loulton. Don't just watch the fun... Oh, this unlucky child, I don't know if he listened or not."

Heine couldn't help but mutter as he saw the bird close its eyelids.

"That Mr. Loulton will remind him."

The voice came from the seat next to me.

This was a tall lady with a pair of conspicuous black fishnet stockings on her long legs that had nowhere to go. They were usually covered by her robe and could not be seen closely, but this time Heine got a good chance.

"Isn't your gaze a little too offensive?" Buzina said slowly.

"That's not an offense, I'm just looking at you with admiration." Heine smiled and said, "So you still haven't told me where you bought this ornament. Can you buy it for me?"

"Then I'll say it again - this is generated by Transfiguration, and the material is related to my scales. Transfigurators don't stay naked for long periods of time, nor do they need to keep several sets of clothes ready."

"That's such a pity."

Heine sat down next to her and asked curiously, "How was the experience of the 'copy'? How similar was it to the city of Nibra that you saw?"

The matter of Nibra City came to an end. Zhuoyang and the other three stayed there to look after Her Royal Highness the Third Princess, who had become the "spokesperson for nature", to prevent the threshold of the lord's mansion from being trampled down by enthusiastic people.

Quirkus also established a connection with Berio, and the two sides have been transmitting data for some time. Referring to the Tower of Hell, Heine planned to turn the city of Nebra into a large node, storing some data while taking on the responsibility of processing data exchanges in the area - that is, the center of the communication technique.

In this way, even in a place far away from McCala, the information does not need to go back to McCala and be sent out, which would cause a lot of waste.

Berio is not a seedling like Quirkus, who is fully capable of shouldering such responsibilities.

Although it is not very intelligent, it is still a tree that has grown for hundreds of years.

As for Buzina, she participated in the orderly expansion of Mackala without realizing it, and gradually understood why the spirits here were so active.

With this preparation, she finally felt relieved.

——Senior Cayetano’s treatment shouldn’t be a problem.

So she came to experience the copy with confidence.

...

“It was definitely beyond my expectations.”

Buzina sincerely praised: "I didn't expect that your research on spiritualism has reached this level."

Heine couldn't help but wonder: "Can't Dragon Island do it? What is the state of the Yuan Ling on Dragon Island?"

"The spirits are not active on Dragon Island, but we have enough spirit arrays. Dragon Island does not have a hub like Quirkus, and each dragon is a powerful signal transmitter and receiver."

Is there no need to promote and popularize it, nor is there a need to consider simplification?

Heine was thoughtful.

"Do you know the Tower of Darkness?" he asked.

Buqina was stunned for a moment, then shook her head and said, "I've never heard of this name. What does it do?"

Heine then told her the general functions of the Tower of Darkness - receiving, storing, encrypting, and accessing information.

After listening to this, Buqina had a strange expression on her face: "Isn't this the magic network communication station?"

"what?"

Heine was also stunned.

Memories of the past came to mind - the three communication stations in the Withered Scar, the spirit orb covered with embers, and the wall at the ventricle of Quelkus that led directly to the magic network.

It seems...it seems like there is no problem.

There is a magic net in the underworld, and there is also a magic net in reality.

The Tower of Dark Dust gathers information from the magic network, stores it and establishes nodes.

The Magic Network Communication Station also gathers information from the Magic Network...

These two are really the same thing.

"So Dragon Island also has a magic network communication station?" He asked in return: "Isn't that the research of the Veritas people?"

Buzina didn't answer, but just looked at him with a smile.

Obviously, McCalla's current level is not high enough to ask this.

Damn it, it’s only because my Zhuge Hui is not here, otherwise I wouldn’t bother asking you!
Heine cursed in his heart.

"Ahem... Speaking of which, regarding Cayetano's treatment..."

He was just about to discuss the ownership of the dragon when a series of light blue experience balls suddenly appeared in his field of vision.

They came pouring in through the north wall.

Damn it?

Experience with strong winds?
An indescribable feeling of coldness filled his chest, as if he was eating big mouthfuls of ice cream on a hot day. Heine was so cold that he felt numb and bent down in pain, covering his chest.

Damn, why is the combat experience so high?
Could it be that Wei Dian Yuan is giving a lecture in the temple?!

"Are you okay?" Buzina asked hurriedly.

"it's okay no problem……"

Just as Heine was about to explain, a string of light green experience balls floated over from the south, jingling and happily pouring into his chest.

In dire straits, Heine finally rolled off the chair.

Damn, why are we together?!

(End of this chapter)