Boundary Convention

There is no light in this room, day or night.

Looking from a distance, this small room is like a rectangular black hole standing on the top of a mountain. The top of the mountain has been swallowed by it, and the rest is just a matter of time.

In the room, it was also pitch black. The light-absorbing materials around the room grabbed all the light and swallowed all the light. Even a person with bright eyes, entering it was like a blind man crossing a river.

However, nothing can be seen here.

There were footsteps in the darkness.

One step, two steps, the thick-soled heels hit the floor of the room, the sound collided back and forth in this airtight room, then decayed, and disappeared without a trace.

Loud footsteps walked straight to the center of the room, where a white tent surrounded it.

This tent does not emit light, but it can be seen. It is so white and flawless, there is no stain on it, and even the fine dust in the air can be seen through it. But in such complete blackness, this piece of white is like a stain.

The sound of footsteps stopped in front of the curtain, and the visitor lifted the curtain of this world and walked in.

And the moment she stepped into the sanctuary, her image was also 'reflected'.

Inside the tabernacle, there is still no light, but the things inside can indeed be seen by the naked eyes of mortals.

What came into view was a golden lampstand. Opposite the lampstand was a golden table. On the table were displayed twelve cakes baked with fine flour, with the best frankincense on top of the cakes. A golden censer, from which a rich fragrance is curled up.

At the end of the tabernacle, there is another scene.

So Lana Ginsburg stepped forward, lifted the veil, and entered the Holy of Holies.

There, there is a cabinet.

It was made of acacia wood and overlaid with pure gold. It had four rings at its corners, and on it stood two cherubim. was made exactly as they were requested.

Although I don't know the principle, but thousands of years ago, Lanna's ancestors communicated with them by making such things.

Lanna bowed slightly in front of the cabinet, but the cabinet didn't respond.

So she knelt down again.

The cabinet remained silent.

So she stood up and made a motion to take off her coat.

"Shall I dance like David to please you?"

She spoke in ancient Hebrew.

"After all, you were anointed by us."

As soon as Lanna finished speaking, the answer came from the tent.

This sound did not come from the cabinet, nor did it come from any 'point', nor did it come from any direction. If I really wanted to say it, the sound came from all directions. Although the tone is calm, it is like a flood sweeping in. Those who are weak-willed and timid will undoubtedly be easily drowned.

"If we make a request, you can't refuse, low-dimensional creature."

After all, the space above the Ark of the Covenant began to distort, and then, colorful rays of light began to overflow from the distorted space, and then gathered together again, forming an amorphous group of rays of light in the air. Lanna could neither describe its color nor its shape, because even if she dug out the twenty languages ​​she had learned, living or dead, she could not find a single word that could accurately summarize what was in front of her. exist. Maybe the word indescribable is a bit close, but in fact he gives people an illusion that can be described. This feeling is like reading Chinese characters with Gestalt collapsing, which is really weird.

"However, we are a generous race, and we are always generous. Among the twelve-pole (numerical unit) races that have signed the convention, you are a very small number of about 30,000 who have fully understood what we mean and are able to communicate with us. One of the races with which we communicate directly."

"Approximately equal to."

Lanna smiled.

"I thought you, as higher beings, would use more rigorous numbers."

"Low-dimensional creatures, you should know that there is a huge difference in our counting methods. Don't try to apply your primitive and pitiful decimal thinking to us, and don't try to hide anything from us. You are naked in front of us."

"certainly."

Lanna bowed slightly to the Ark of the Covenant.

"I will always be your faithful servant."

"It doesn't take forever, Lana Ginsburg. Your obedience works for us, but it doesn't have to."

Said the unspeakable.

"Complete the content of the covenant, and you will be free, as free as a monarch, in this small world."

"Is this a promise?"

"Yes, just like when you were still drinking blood, we made a promise to you."

However, these higher-dimensional creatures may not know that in this world, the Jews are the least believers in promises.

At first, someone promised to take them to the land flowing with milk and honey.

They were then promised the right to maintain their beliefs and traditions.

Still later, it was promised that Jews would no longer be discriminated against.

These promises, without exception, have not been fulfilled.

Lanna smiled.

Promises, whether verbal or in black and white, are worthless. But ah, promise this thing, even if it only sells for a penny, a business-savvy Jew can rely on this to make a lot of money, whether it is the other party's or his own.

"So, what role do you need such a humble me to play?"

Lanna asked. Since promises come with a price, it's a deal.

Lanna is not a person without faith, and she is not without awe in the face of higher existences that are closely related to her past, present, and future. It's just that if interests are involved, the weight of belief will drop, and in front of interests, everything has a price, it's just a question of how much.

"A man."

They said that the shapeless twisted substance suddenly began to solidify, and then formed a young man who looked a little weak. Lanna has seen this face many times, it is the young man named Huang Yuan, because Mo Shixin pays attention to him, so Lanna specially collects his information.

"A man, what am I going to do?"

"find him."

"catch him."

They paused.

"Then...bring him to us."

"oh……"

When something is wanted by others, then there is no need to prove the value of this thing. But Lanna is still very curious, why? Would such a self-important being want a carbon-based low-level construct?

"What are you guessing about?"

Unexpectedly, they asked, as if they had sniffed out something from Lanna's tone just now.

"Let us remind you again that you are a convenience to us, not a necessity."

"Of course, I don't think we can compete with existences like you with our poor scientific capabilities, but..."

Lanna finished speaking halfway, then raised her head to look at the head of the wilderness floating in mid-air.

"However, can you satisfy my curiosity? I want to know why you want such a...lower creature."

"Stupid question."

Without even thinking about it, the 'wasteland' in mid-air immediately answered.

"Even you humans, when you see a creature you haven't seen before, don't you dissect it and make a specimen? It's similar to that."

"This human being is very interesting."

It chattered and narrated in different tones, just like a schizophrenic patient, sometimes cheerful, sometimes low, sometimes arrogant, sometimes steady, just like the skin of the wasteland, constantly Just like changing people.

"Let's explain it to you in terms your culture can understand!"

"Take it as a reward for you."

"The world you live in is just a program to us, and your planet is just one of the codes."

"As long as we want, whether it's changing or deleting, it's just a snap of our fingers."

"But this code in the wasteland is very problematic."

"To be precise, there is a problem with one letter in this string of codes."

"This letter puts the entire code in read-only mode."

"And according to our deduction, simply deleting this letter is meaningless. Without this letter, this string of codes will still be abnormal, but the cause of the abnormality has been switched to other letters."

"We ask you to address that 'probabilistic blind spot' before our boundary weapons are deployed. And we don't want unnecessary resistance when the convention is completed."

After all, with the dazzling light, the distortion on the ark disappeared. What also disappeared was the magnetic sound that echoed in the tent.

"As you wish."

Lanna said to the ark in front of her.

Then, he turned around and talked to himself again.

"It's almost like a virus."

What they said reminded Lanna of some low-end Trojan horses in the past. Since working in GST, her computer has almost never been infected with viruses, but those past experiences still left a deep impression on her.

But that's not a bad thing either. If this world really exists like a 'code' for them, then they can also modify the code at will with their power.

"It's a fair deal."

For those who are good at doing business, if they don't take advantage, they will lose money.

Lanna strode out of the curtain and headed out of the room.

Then, it is almost time to come out, and the Red Queen will rise from behind the black shadow.

It will be the last war in human history, it will be the largest ever, it will probably be the most sci-fi, and it will be forgotten.

Use such a war to put an end to the Jewish nation... no, the entire history of human suffering.

At midnight, Mo Xiao woke up with heart palpitations.

She was sweating profusely and her body was dry and hot. When she straightened up from the couch, she found herself sleeping on the carpet. This was still the same room where Daytime and Mo You were attacked.

With the light coming from outside the house, she looked around, but she couldn't find Mo You. It looks like she was 'invited' away. And since the other party only invited Mo You away, it can basically be judged that the person who invited Mo You away should not be a member of the coalition government, otherwise it would be impossible to let him, the accomplice, go.

So she breathed a sigh of relief, as long as she was not someone who was determined to kill Mo You, she would basically give up the idea of ​​killing her after seeing Mo You's shameless three-inch argument.

She raised her head and looked at the waning moon in the sky from the window.

Suddenly feel confused.

What's next? The plan to rescue Mo Shixin has been prepared, and Mo You seems to have his own plan. So what else can she do? Thinking about it carefully, it seems that she has already lost her goal. At first, she just wanted to take revenge on Mo Shixin and threaten Mo Shixin with the wilderness. But in the middle, she found that she was led away by the chip she brought out instead. This chip became too active and purposeful, so that she seemed to forget her goal when she was tied together.

What exactly does she want?

Mo Xiao hugged her legs and found that an unprecedented mood filled her heart.

Lonely.

The word was originally not meant for her.

She likes to be alone, whether it is working or resting, the efficiency of being alone is always the highest.

But now, she felt lonely, and felt the unbearable suffering of being alone. The feeling is like the restlessness of a child who wants to hold something when she falls asleep, she wants to hug and be hugged.

"It's all that guy's fault."

She looked at the moon and murmured.

She didn't even realize what she was talking about.

Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of something writhing in the shadows in the corner of the room.

So she lowered her head and looked towards the corner of the room.

The corner was pitch black, and nothing could be seen, but as the angle of the moonlight changed, the shadows in that corner gradually dispersed. There was a small mass of non-Newtonian fluid-like matter, lying quietly flat in the corner. Like a piece of jelly, or a pudding, it is beating like life, and it looks very calm...or weak.

"Rake?"

The name blurted out from Mo Xiao's mouth, although the thing in front of her was not at all similar to the Lake in her memory.

Hearing the name, the black mud in the corner twitched, as if reacting to it.

"You, you actually recognized me."

Hei Mu replied.

"Hey, I haven't seen you for so long. Not only has your appearance changed, but you can also talk. You've evolved quite quickly."

"This is my original appearance." Lake replied, but then shook his head again, "No, no, this is not my original appearance."

"Then you look quite humorous."

"Why are you here?"

"It was Moyou who asked me to protect you. She said that she was going to make a big news next time, and asked me to take care of her useless sister who can't take care of herself."

"Tsk, this girl..."

Mo Xiao smiled wryly, then clenched her fist and waved it lightly, maybe she originally wanted to punch Mo You on the head with this punch.

"Then, besides protecting me, you have nothing else to do now?"

"...It's sort of like that."

Rick shuddered in the corner. Originally, he should have done something to perfuse the Pact Organization in order to pretend his loyalty. However, it seems that the Pact has grown tired of him and has found someone better than him. Then there is no need for him to continue to do things for the convention, even if it is only superficially.

"Then let's chat."

"chat?"

Lake thought that the girl named Mo Xiao in front of him was the same as Mo Shixin, not someone who would waste time on such things. but……

"Also."

This is also good, if you can talk about something with people at the end of your life, it will make people remember that you are happy.

"Then what are we talking about?"

"Well...for example, looks, you said that what you were before and what you are now are not your original appearance, so what is your original appearance?"

"Speaking of which, my race actually looks a bit like the 'clown' in Earth culture."

As Lake spoke, a limb protruded from his body and shook it.

Immediately, the laptop in the room suddenly lit up. There is no startup display on the computer screen, and there is no startup process, only one screen.

The picture appears to be a plate-shaped gemstone, with two pudgy, primate-like figures drawn on the gemstone, which look like chubby gnomes in a magical world. Their faces have facial lines similar to those of clowns, but because of their naive facial features, the facial lines do not make people feel uncomfortable at all.

Mo Xiao stared at this picture for a while, feeling as if he had seen something similar somewhere.

Suddenly she reacted and slapped her thigh violently. Gold plated aluminum on Pioneer 10 and 11!

"You have done similar things?"

"Yeah, all civilizations do this kind of thing."

As Lake said, a long, piercing sound came from his body, like a deep sigh, echoing in the room.

"My civilization used to be like the earth. Our art is brilliant, our culture is brilliant, and even our science has reached a technological singularity."

"Technological singularity?"

"That's right, we can even cross dimensions to a higher dimension... This seems to be your mother's dream."

Mo Xiao remained silent, letting human beings enter a higher dimension, this is indeed what Mo Shixin would say occasionally. She thinks that there is no one before or after. But it seems that in the vast universe, there is no shortage of lunatics like her, maybe she is not a lunatic.

"But the price was painful, where we met them, that is, the existence of higher dimensions. The starting point of the convention, they felt that we, as ants, should not be qualified to set foot in their domain, so they easily destroyed us, and then In order to prevent other civilizations from doing the same, they erased our history, drowned our philosophy, gave us a mission that does not belong to us, even denied our own form of existence."

As Lake said, he slowly scrambled around the corner, as if he wanted to straighten up and show Mo Xiao his weak, cursed body.

"They confiscated our carbon-based flesh and trapped us in this empty electromagnetic life."

As he said that, Rick looked at the computer. If he had eyes, they must be wet now, and if he could cry, he must be whimpering silently at this moment.

"This board may be the last evidence that our civilization existed..."

"...Hasn't the high-dimensional civilization discovered this board?"

"No, he launched it too early, and even we ourselves don't know where it drifted in the boundless vacuum."

"But, you still found it?"

"No, it's not me, it's my brother."

Lake said.

"When he was running for the convention, he found this near the Phoenix galaxy. There are not many records about our civilization, but it is enough for him to recall what we used to be... He called this thing 'Tombstone', it is our Civilization's Tombstone."

"What about him? What happened to him?"

"Dead, of course, it is impossible for a high-dimensional existence to allow such a 'wrong' existence like him, but before he was annihilated, he told me everything, everything."

Mo Xiao was silent for a while.

Ignorance is bliss, this should have been an idiot saying, but now, she suddenly felt that this sentence made some sense.

Hope is knowing too little, despair is seeing too much.

"So, are you going to fight them?"

"Yes."

Rick answered without thinking.

"I don't want to destroy this planet."

"Then what's your plan?"

"I don't know either." He shook his head, "Originally, as the courier of the convention, I was able to buy enough time for worrying, but now that they have found other agents, I have no influence on them at all. It's hard... I'm afraid the convention will cover the earth before Mr. Wo's plan is completed."

"Then start thinking about it now, okay?"

As Mo Xiao said, he got lazy.

"Anyway, I happen to be free."

"Have you ever been such an optimistic person?" Lake was taken aback, "In my impression you should be a cynical pragmatist."

"Then what else can I do? You can't find a rope to end yourself."

Mo Xiao said.

"I remember that old woman once told me some of her dimension-ascension theories. It probably means that it is possible for creatures to safely ascend the dimension, but it is impossible to safely reduce the dimension. Since your civilization has achieved dimension-ascension, then Is this theory correct?"

"Of course, dimensionality reduction is not necessary for us. This will force overlapping things that shouldn't overlap, which is equivalent to suicidal."

"Does that mean that high-dimensional people actually have no way to enter our dimension?"

"Yes, I think this is also the main reason why high-dimensional people need to brainwash and transform my race. They can only leave their own projections in this world, and because of the different dimensions, these projections basically cannot maintain their form for a long time. of."

"That is to say, as long as their agents on the earth are defeated, they can prevent the convention from controlling the earth?"

"Maybe the agents on the earth can be defeated, but I really don't think that with the technological level of the earth, I can defeat my fellows. For those planets with fierce resistance, Gao Wei is not hesitant to issue extinction orders."

"Then, since your brother was awakened by relying on the tombstone, is there any chance for us to rely on the tombstone to free your people from Gaowei's control?"

"It seems feasible, my brother conceived it that way, and it was revealed that way. And..."

"And what?"

"And I can't find the coordinates of the tombstone now. Before it was discovered, my brother hid it, or destroyed it, or let it continue to drift in the universe."

"Isn't there a way to find it?"

"Even if there is, it may be too late."

Lake shook his head, he didn't want to dampen Mo Xiao's determination to resist, but now he also felt that he couldn't deceive human beings.

"And there is one more thing I have to tell you, I..."

Before Lake finished speaking, suddenly, there was a violent vibration in the whole room.

It might be a good thing the sentence was interrupted, Lake thought. Because he just wanted to tell Mo Xiao that her time was running out, and the four entropy stones had already invaded every cell in her body.

"What happened? Was there an earthquake?"

Mo Xiao stood up from the carpet, poked his head out of the window, but froze outside the window.

Sights she had never seen before were reflected in her pupils, forcing her to forget to blink. Because this scene is too exaggerated.

Dyson Bay in the distance... To be precise, it is Dyson Bay burning in the distance, rising from the ground.

A whole piece of rock was separated from the ground, and then slowly rose up with the support of several huge mechanical feet, heading towards the sea level.

"How can this be……!"

what happened? Why do you want to do this? This has gone far beyond Mo Xiao's comprehension. Who made Dyson Bay move?

With the current level of technology, this is not impossible, but doing so will lead to many evil consequences. First of all, there will be earthquakes. Pulling the foundation of the entire city from the ground will destroy the structure of the mantle. Then, the earthquake will trigger a tsunami, and as a port, once it moves, it must go into the sea, and the impact generated when it goes into the sea will cause a second wave of tsunami, and the range cannot be small... Considering the current ocean area , Such a move will destroy almost all cities except Dyson Bay!

Unless... Dyson Bay itself is a weapon.

Somewhere in the moving Dyson Bay.

Lanna was sitting quietly on the chair, feeling the bumps of the war horse.

Her goal is directed at New Milan, which will be a restricted performance.

Now neither the Alps nor the Ligurian Sea can protect the city.