After Becoming a Little Sister

"You are watching the fire from the other side."

"Yes, I'm just watching from the other side... No, I'm called a thief boat, and now I'm half human, okay? I'm still her sister! Dear!"

The golden monster bird does not admit that she is completely human, but she firmly defends her sovereignty as Alia's sister.

As long as she can overwhelm Aliya in this relationship, it doesn't matter if she is a golden char siew or a golden Erha.

While they were chatting, another young lady who had gone out to investigate some information before came back with a very ugly expression.

She leaned over and said a few words to her sitting chat partner, the young lady, who stared in disbelief, and then took the report.

"Can you be more generous?" The golden eccentric bird shook its legs, looking generous: "The human body is really inconvenient. If you want to lie down, your legs are not suitable. If you want to find a railing and squat on your center of gravity Something's wrong, and there's no wings—"

She said and slapped her hands: "What's the use of this delicate arm? Can it fly?"

The two young ladies ignored her familiarity with the details of the human body here, but just flipped through some materials and their expressions gradually became gloomy.

After a while, the two young ladies sat down again, and one of them turned the document in his hand: "Mr. Elovens, how much do you know about the so-called old rulers on Mars?"

"A little more than you, please tell me how much you know first." The golden monster yawned: "Don't say I'm bluffing you, your two worlds are different branches of the same world, and then evolved into In the parallel world, theoretically, the progress of major events on both sides is about the same, if I guessed correctly, you should have a Mars rover by now, right?"

"...Yes, it has been launched before, and the image return mission has been carried out."

"Oh, then it should have seen something that can't be seen from the satellite perspective." The golden monster bird's eyes flashed, and its tone was teasing.

The two girls from the intelligence department clenched their fists—with their intelligence authority, they didn't know that there were other details behind the famous and popular Mars rover exploration. Some kind of keyword, they have not even had access to this type of most encrypted information.

The Republic's Mars rover actually uploaded two images.

A real shot of the surrounding environment from the Mars rover, which is the unremarkable desert on Mars for the public to see.

Another copy, from the drone released by the Mars rover——

Elovins leaned forward with his neck, glanced at the picture taken with pixels comparable to a door lock, and said with a curled lips: "You only took a little bit, this is its roots, not its body—I am Say, one of the roots."

That is a huge mountain range, but this thing is only a mountain range in appearance.

In the following pictures, it is still possible to distinguish the movement of the mountain range showing non-geological structural changes such as 'lifting' and 'displacement'.

Just like turning over in a dream, this mountain range moved like a living thing without the action of external force-for its own slight movement, from the perspective of the drone released by the Mars rover, It is a near-permanent change in the surface environment.

A real landslide...

"You mean, this is Wusum?"

"Yes, no, this is Wusum's roots, and its body is much bigger than this."

"... How much bigger?"

"It's much, much bigger. Do you know why there are so many riverbeds on Mars?"

"why?"

"Hey - compare the traces left by the movement of the mountains, don't you know why there are so many river beds?"

"..."

Elovens didn't say how big Wusum's body was.

But if the thousands of dry riverbeds on Mars that are talked about are all drag marks left by the activities of Wusum's roots, then this would be too scary.

You must know that these riverbeds are from hundreds of meters to more than a thousand kilometers long, and the width can reach several kilometers to tens of kilometers, with twists and turns.

Assuming that the width of the riverbed is the thickness of Wusum's roots, this meandering trace means that the opponent actually has extraordinary flexibility, and is not the kind of slow-moving creature that is useless except for its huge size. .

Moreover, these riverbed traces are mainly concentrated at or near the equator of Mars. If Wusum’s activity range is in this relatively flat area, it can only prove that the interior of Mars may be densely covered with large holes and interconnected. The special geographic model conjecture of is correct.

In other words, there may be strange things hidden under the surface of Mars that humans absolutely do not want to see, and they are very large, many...

"Are you scared?" Elovins changed his sitting position in a leisurely manner: "Feeling stressed?"

"Aren't you afraid?"

"What am I afraid of? In my heyday, I had a [-]-[-] relationship with Wusum, understand?"

"..."

"I admit that my original plan was to use the human beings on Earth to wake up the darkness sleeping on the earth, and then let him fight Wusum - Wusum still hasn't fully awakened ten years later, so the high probability is If Earth wins, I can reap the benefits."

"What does the darkness on this side of the earth refer to?"

"I don't know, I don't know if you ask me." Elovens shrugged: "I've been very honest, in any game, you can't see more NPCs than me, I It can only be said that the development of your human beings is a dead end in a certain sense, and you may live longer if you don’t develop.”

Halfway through the development, it alarmed the so-called 'darkness' power sleeping on the earth, and then bad end.

Developed to the solar system, alarmed the old ruler Wusum who was sleeping on Mars, and then it was still a bad end.

Developed to be able to go out of the solar system to the sea of ​​stars - the extraterrestrial civilization represented by the original owner of the brood species and the Sophia life body has been waiting for a long time.

Sometimes this matter is like a siege, people outside the city want to come in, people inside the city want to go out, but they can't ask for it after all.

The young lady opened another document: "This is a report from the earth. There is a code-name related theory that is highly encrypted. The temporary permission we applied for is only a noun. If you are from the future, then you should know The meaning of this code name."

"Naming it... Interesting." Elovens opened his eyes, and the blue light in his eyes suddenly blazed: "Give a name to an existence concept that should not be known to you, and then filter and analyze his information. It’s a common practice in many civilizations—to interpret the gods.”

To be precise, it is to interpret the existence of those whose real names have touched the underlying laws of the universe.

Or to put it bluntly, I know what the name of the administrator account is. Even if there is no password, the system will at least prompt that the password is wrong instead of the account does not exist. If it is based on the entire universe, this level of Feedback is enough to make low-level civilizations feel what a big change is.

This is the origin of the disturbance of the real name, and sometimes the real name is directly connected with the authority, knowing the real name means that the authority can be stolen.

——This is the disadvantage of not changing the initial password...

The young lady took a deep breath: "On the other side of the earth, Miss Alia, name it—"

"Wait, who named it?"

"...Alia, is there a problem?"

"What's the problem—it's a big problem." Elovins sat up straight: "Is she your real mother?"

"Why do you say that?" The young lady was puzzled, but the other young lady had already taken out various recording devices to record.

"If she's not your real mother, why is she protecting you so much? Do you know what price it takes to analyze an existence of this level?"

"It's just a name, and there will be a price?"

"If I—" Golden Monster Bird pointed at his pretty face with golden char siew: "Before I was called Elovens, I asked you to name me based on my concept of existence, then there is a high probability that you will not survive In one second, in the simplest terms, it is like having a trillion-level enterprise with no name and no sense of existence, which has been hidden under the water, and your naming will make the world recognize this enterprise in the first place existence, and even fear and threat to it, do you think that company can let you go?"

"...just a name."

"I can't tell you these things from the conceptual level, you can't understand, even if it's just naming, the amount of information is too huge, under normal circumstances, no one will be able to recognize this existence—just like you face it directly In the old days, you would only become raving lunatics, the huge amount of information would directly overwhelm your consciousness, and you would become blind and foolish guys without any subjective consciousness, which is why your myths have repeatedly warned you not to look directly at God, don't look at God—don't! Look! God!"

"Our myth..." The young lady's throat rolled: "Have you really faced the so-called gods?"

"Why not? Everyone's myths are similar. At the beginning, you thought that God created the world, and then you overturned this conclusion, thinking that you are the only one in the universe, and then you realized more, and understood the so-called God. It's actually some kind of larger concept than a human-like entity—and then, and then, you'll discover more, but that's up to you to discover."

The primordial universe does not have individuals of gods, nor does it need individuals of gods.

The original universe is different from the god-made universe with an upper limit. The former has unlimited development possibilities. Every civilization development route is very precious in the eyes of the existence of a powerful enough to be called a true god. It is more material than these civilizations can pay. There are things that are countless times more precious than devout beliefs.

So the true god doesn't care whether these civilizations recognize themselves, or whether they are devout or fearful, or whether they hate or trust.

"Do you care if the ants in your backyard respect you? Of course you don't, you just sprinkle them with sugar when they are well behaved, or blow them away or trample them to death when they bother you-this is Why do the vast majority of beings who are respected as great appear so moody? Of course, they may have the power to rival gods, but they are not enough to be called gods."

"...What is a god?"

"Gods are gods, nothing - back to naming... I mean, if she didn't really love you, she would never be foolish to provoke a power even stronger than her in her heyday in this way Guy, although I always thought my old opponent was a complete berserker, but I definitely don't think she is a berserker who likes to die."

"It's very difficult to interpret your words, and the amount of information is too large." The young lady who was not in charge of the record was a little distressed: "In fact, we have not suffered any...special scourge or other blows, although it is highly encrypted information, but only in order not to cause panic.”

"Really? Then I'll show you." The golden monster twitched the corners of its mouth, and opened its mouth to spit out a few strange syllables.

The strange thing is that even if you hear it with your ears and record it with the recorder, you can’t remember it or repeat it—if you have time to look through the recorder’s information, you will find that the recordings are all noises.

"what is this?"

"This is the real name that you can't touch, my real name."

"Your real name? Isn't your name Elovens?"

"Yes and no." Elovens spread his hands: "It's not the words Elovens, if I change to another real name, for example, he—"

Elovins opened her mouth to read out a name, but this time she hadn't finished reading, and thick clouds had gathered in the sky like a dragon sucking water.

In the blink of an eye, the clear sky turned into a cloudy sky like the end of the world, deep purple arcs were churning in it, and the dull thunderclap could be faintly heard.

"This—this is not scientific!"

The window was wide open, and those inside could clearly see how fast and unreasonable the thundercloud was coming.

"This is science, but it's not science at the stage you realize now." Elovens looked out of the window: "If I say that name again, then the next moment thunder will hit me directly in the face , I don’t want to be hit, it’s quite painful.”

"This...how could this be..." The chatting lady was dumbfounded.

"If you're talking about this, then I've actually seen some records before...or gossip like urban legends." The young lady in charge of recording the information let out a breath and put down her pen: "Actually, in our There are similar records in related literature.”

"What record? About naming?"

"No, it's about the name of the Old Ones. I mean Wusum—this word is just a transliteration of words with similar tones. According to the author, all the names of the Old Ones can't be pronounced correctly. out."

Perhaps this Wusum is not the Wusum recorded in the creation of human literary novels, but whether it is Wusum or Cthulhu, it has been clearly explained in the original text that this is actually the closest human pronunciation method to its original sound Vaguely spelled, its real name cannot be expressed in human language at all.

"Oh, you mean Clark, what he wrote... I don't know if you can understand the concept of information disturbance. Sometimes what you think is inspiration is actually what is happening in a certain world or a certain universe. It’s like we saw mountains and seas, and then had fantasies, those things disturbed the information of your universe in the form of information fragments, and then formed something called inspiration in your brain.”

"...Why is it such a coincidence?"

"No, no, no, this is not a coincidence, this is inevitable—do you think that the amount of information in a universe will be very small? There are all kinds of information fragments that are considered inspirations are peeped by you all the time, but only a very small number of people will share them. Record it, and once it is recorded, it will form a weak anchor point, and then the connection will become closer, and finally you can even glimpse a different world that may not be complete, but very interesting, through those works."

Speaking of Elovins, he let out a rattling laugh, which is definitely not a sound that humans can make, and then patted his stomach happily: "That's what I like to do most, to see, to discover—to know More fun stuff, you don't understand how much that excites me."

"Uh... I barely understand. It's the same when we're chasing dramas or looking for new novels. Maybe you'll feel a little empty after watching it?"

"Yes, after reading it, I can't lift my spirits for a long time. It's like saying goodbye to a pleasant journey-provided that this is not an unfinished world."

"So Clark, in this way, got a glimpse of the Old One?"

"Who knows, you can even use this method to peek at another earth or blue star through a sea otter tapping the keyboard. Information disturbance is everywhere, but what can really be presented is only a fragment after all, no one— —or there are only a very small number of people who can adapt a complete world into a story, and then tell it to you...you call it writing."

"...It's an unheard of statement, but it seems to be able to justify itself."

"Knowing too much is not a good thing for you, at least not now. I died because I knew too much."

Even until now, Elovens suspects that the legion leader chased him not because he moved the Queen of the Abyss Dragon, but because he saw his world.

——But in fact, it was because it moved the Queen of the Abyss Dragon.

"It would be great if Mr. Clark was still alive. You can ask him directly for some things."