Xiling Empire

I often encounter the spirit when I wander around in the shadow city-this slightly confused and super conscious that always seems to be doing nothing seems to unconsciously appear in a few specific places, and these places are basically The place that I or Sandora usually likes to visit is probably related to her life form: As the population consciousness of the Hilling ethnic group, she tends to pay more attention to the movement of the chief of the ethnic group. This is the most familiar place for Hilling.

This can explain why Hilling always stays in Sylvia's dessert shop: this place is simply Sandor's second paradise-by the way, Sandora's first paradise is the kitchen at home.

Speaking of Spirit, her life in the Shadow City is very comfortable. The girl is always in a leisurely appearance, except to go to the research center to cooperate with Tavel's various experiments. She has nearly twenty every day. Hours are spent in leisure, and I really envy her life like this leisurely cloud crane. However, according to the bubble, in fact, the amount of work that Hilling has to undertake daily is extremely huge: basically every Spirit apostle hanging in the spiritual network is constantly uploading and downloading data through her, but Hilling himself It never seemed to realize that she still had these tasks: all the data exchange at this level was handled by the underlying protocol of the spiritual network. As the highest level consciousness of this network, She couldn't even feel those things. For so many years, the Spirit has drifted out, and the spiritual network of the Spirit's apostles can operate normally. This is why: most of the work is done by the "subconscious face" of this spiritual network. The same is true for veterans who have retired for seven or eight years-no. I couldn't help remembering the pile of reports on my desk when I saw her unmotivated silly face, and I had to quickly turn my attention away.

"Ah. I haven't seen you in a long time," I shook my head, put the puppet on the table, and then reacted instantly, and then put the little guy on the chair (the puppet was very careful about her image outside, she felt that she was It is a shameless thing for a person to put a doll on a table or a similar place. At home, there is no such worry), and he raises his hand to say hello to Spirit. "Changed another image?"

The tall, black and straight girl completely fell on Sylvia from the beginning of her sight. At this time, she suddenly looked up when she heard the voice. She noticed that I was there, and she stood up in a panic and walked awkwardly. There are some military salutes: "Ah, Your Majesty is good. I see an image in the shared data chain and I like it very much. After this, I can't go back. The report is complete!"

Me: "... well, it's your style. How long has Sylvia slept?"

My gaze fell on Sylvia. The silver-haired mole rat was still lying on the table and slept. He didn't notice my movements and didn't seem to care about the spirit. As a store manager, her image is really unbearable: she lives in her small world forever. External stimuli would need to be filtered by ten percent for her to be in place?

"I don't know. She was sleeping when I came here," said Hilling seriously. "I was waiting for her to wake up, and I could eat when she woke up ... Oh. By the way, I can also give the tower Will brought back a snack, and Tavel asked me to bring some snacks back. "

I was surprised: "Ah? Tavel also eats?"

Then I felt that this question was strange. Only ten seconds later, the reaction came out: The iron man's image of Tavier's "work day and night, thousands of threads for scientific research" has been deeply rooted in people's minds. The science that can lead the quality projection of several basketball courts, and work in shifts with himself The madman has almost become a special species in my mind, and suddenly knew that she can usually eat and drink, which has an impact on me as much as ordinary people lubricate their ankles when they see their parents at work. oil……

Hilling was also stunned by this wonderful question, but she was the type that easily forgot about things she didn't understand, and she was quickly distracted by me in one sentence: "Speaking of these two days, How do you feel about a special group of 'nodes' coming into your network? "

The special "nodes" in my mouth are nothing else, or a large group of fallen apostles headed by Harlan.

Hundreds of thousands of fallen apostles were officially incorporated into the New Empire Spirit Network the afternoon before yesterday-of course, because the purification of some fallen apostles was not yet completed, they were individually mounted in an isolated network segment. The superior node is Xiaoxue and I. Through the information disturbance generated by two void creatures, the low-level fallen apostles mounted on the network can be purified. This is our fastest way to reverse the fallen apostles. Regardless of whether it is an isolated network segment or the empire general network, as long as it is based on the spiritual connection of the apostle nodes, it will definitely intersect with the spirit. This is determined by the network architecture, and there is no possibility of detours. "Spirit" is not strictly a "clear individual" that can be viewed independently. She is a collective will generated by billions of Schilling apostles as nodes. Because her will is so high in the network, there is no difference between the fallen apostle and the normal apostle: only one node can be counted, and the information that a node can represent is only "pass" and "unconnected" Two states. In the past, there was no "Spirit" in our network. The fallen apostles who connected to the network did not have any visible impact on the network itself. Now we have an extra "super network manager" that cannot be blocked. There are so many captive soldiers, and I am a little worried about whether Hilling will be affected by any bad ... pollution.

Although not so good, Harlan's soldiers were indeed the most dangerous source of pollution in the empire until they were completely purified. Hundreds of security protocols are required to hang them online. The potential harm of these sources of pollution is obvious, but the spirits remain directly connected to these fallen apostles-although the connection between the two is not a direct exchange of information, and there are also targets on the Internet. The security protocol for such cases, theoretically, the latter has zero chance of infecting the former, but this doesn't affect my concern, right?

The spirit's look was dull for a while, and I felt as if static electricity had appeared around me. There is a feeling shrouded in a force field, knowing that this is the core program that the other party is comprehensively examining her. After a moment, Spirit shook her head with a smile: "It feels normal."

I was completely relieved, and then I looked at Sylvia with Hilling, and wanted to see when this dull and easy silver-haired mole rat would wake up—Speaking of Hilling, she was so honest, she just sat there. I did n’t know how long before I thought about going elsewhere?

"In fact, it's not very long," Xi Ling smiled calmly, "It will be easy here, you can forget about the Rift Valley ..."

Schilling once again referred to the "rift valley", an information fracture zone in the spiritual network of the apostles. An undetectable network vacuum zone is an unsolved mystery, and we did not know the existence of the "rift valley" until the appearance of the Spirit. Tavel has been running a project team dedicated to detecting the Rift Valley, but no progress has been made so far. Now that I hear Hilling's initiative to bring this up, I suddenly feel a little bit worried: "What has changed in Rift Valley?"

I just asked so casually that Ben didn't expect to hear anything new. But Xi Ling actually nodded: "It seems to have shrunk a little. A few days ago I carefully observed the situation near the rift, and found that the number of nodes it affected decreased by about one percent ... but the rift sometimes It will fluctuate like this, except that the previous fluctuation range did not exceed 0.5%. This time, the movement seems to be a little bigger. "

As a creature living in the real physical world, I need some derivation to understand what the spirit means: what she means. Is the Empire State Network's fracture zone shrinking? Fewer network nodes missing the termination marker?

"That's a good thing," I scratched my head with uncertainty, and it was a bit laborious to think of such a complicated question, "What did Tavel say?"

"She's trying to make an interface," a holographic projection appeared in front of Hilling. Shown above is a complex and large installation that appears to occupy the entire room. There are several dorm-like things in the center of the device. "You and I perceive in different ways. I will explain to you the Rift Valley. You can never fully understand what it is, so Tavel wanted to make such a device and let outsiders Is completely transferred to the Internet, so that you can observe the Rift Valley from the same perspective as mine. "

I immediately remembered that a piece of technology was mentioned in the technical report submitted by Tavel a while ago. She said that she was making a device that could share the sensation with the spirit, and even transcode the human soul to input into the apostolic spiritual network Of course, that's all I can remember. That report is quite detailed, but the basics I can understand are limited to the title and the conclusion at the end ...

While I was chatting with Hilling, Sylvia lying on the table finally woke up, and the silver-haired girl stood up with a long lazy waist and stared at the two guests in front of her: "Oh, Chen, And Spirit, are you here? "

"I'm going to eat," Hilling reached out and gestured in the air, creating a holographic projection of a bunch of small snacks. "That's it, two. Tavill also wants one."

Sylvia looked at the pile of pastries that needed to be processed on the spot, nodded, and looked at me with a questioning look, and I hugged her the boring, straight dozing puppet around me: "I'm bringing a child Come, you can do whatever she wants. "

Sylvia slipped the puppet under her arm and went back to the shop. It ’s incredible to say, this silver-haired mole rat is usually slow to respond to the late Parkinson ’s, but it ’s not a delay when making snacks—of course, it ’s also limited to making snacks, and you let her finish the snacks. It was basically enough to starve to death. According to Sylvia herself, she used to open jewelry stores and make some gadgets by herself, and she wouldn't delay things at that time-it was impossible to explain.

I thought about this problem for a long time, and finally came to a conclusion: Sylvia's sluggish symptoms are limited to when she is communicating with others or focusing on the outside world. She seems to be a normal person when she is busy in her small world.

Listening to the movement behind the store, Hilling smiled contentedly: "Well, Tavel will have breakfast soon."

As soon as I stayed, my neck turned stiffly ninety degrees, watching the sunset outside, and the setting sun flooded the street ...

Hilling brought breakfast to Tavel! She's here to watch Sylvia sleep a lot during the day and watch the whole day!

Hopefully, Tavel will not be as dead-headed as Hilling or Sylvia. She would deal with these two living treasures sooner or later ... if the apostle could be starved to death.

Looking at this small store, I suddenly remembered that Xiao Xue had inadvertently mentioned one thing when she met Harlan two days ago:

Harlan likes the waterless buns made by Sylvia.

Harlan is still in the state of returning to the factory for overhaul. Sandora and I worked together to make several holes in him, and it is estimated that it will take two or three days to repair them. I guess Harlan and Bella Villa knew each other, but I do n’t know what he would look like after seeing Sylvia now. After he was “discharged,” maybe he should take him to this shop to see He saw what the waterless buns and Sylvia were — I maliciously began to speculate on what the two "former fallen emperors" would look like at this time. Now this Sylvia is almost the original Bellavila The broken version of ...

The puppet and I ate a cake and biscuit snack before returning. Before leaving, we agreed with Schilling to go to her house next time—well, after the conversion device of Tavel was completed. Go to the spiritual network and see what the world looks like in the eyes of Hilling. Before leaving, I also packed away all the snacks sold by Sylvia, and went back as a gift to Sandora: Anyway, Sylvia could hardly sell anything all day, I almost took Everything out of her window and counter was moved out.

Hilling took away a few boxes of pastries, and was still happy to say that Tavel could finally have breakfast before leaving—I do n’t spit out whether these foods will become fat after eating, anyway, Tavel is not a human, I I just want to talk about the wonderful worldview of the spirit: she lacks effective perception of the environment in which we "outside people" live, and she doesn't understand how the real-life people's habits are. She still stubbornly believes that it is morning, because "Tavill hasn't had breakfast yet". I looked at the sky outside and it was almost completely dark, and I said that the spirit was actually right: Tavill's rut ​​tomorrow morning is at least Landed ...

"If you are a puppet, what's the point of eating?" I went home with a small lamp and told my sister that I had eaten out today. Then I studied the digestion of the puppet—because she ate almost as many snacks as I did. I held the little girl's chin to study the other's neat little white teeth, until the other bit his thumb and chewed it twice.

"Stupid, this is alchemy technology, you don't understand." The doll-sized girl, with a great look, said leaning her chin. Then jumped off and ran to grab the buns on the dining table: she has a good meal, does the doll have to grow taller?

After dinner. Sandora will have desserts after meals as usual, so I took out the snacks that were packed in Sylvia and divided them among the whole family-Sandora was 90% alone. . I noticed that there seemed to be few people in the house when I shared the snacks: the fox, whose sense of existence was bursting in all senses, seemed to be gone.

"Where has the fox gone?" I looked around holding a net bag of animal biscuits. These little biscuits were prepared for her. I felt like I was now holding a flesh and bones to call the siberian husky, and deeply regretted it. What a second goods ...

"I don't know. I ran out before eating." She said without looking up, she was busy soaking the cookies in milk and eating them with a spoon after the cookies were almost soaked. This is what she ate. Weird habits have not changed since the age of six.

Of course, her habit is completely incomparable with Sandora: Sandora is accustomed to putting mustard on biscuits and dipping it in sweet noodle sauce. She always has a cup of 1982-year-old pickle soup on hand. I estimate that the spirit of the unity of the people of the world is immediately reflected in the whole world, which is to test the psychological quality of people.

While I was planning to call the second fox from the spiritual connection home for dinner, a space door suddenly opened in the living room, and a mess of golden fur **** rolled out of it.

Actually it came out, but you have to understand that Fox's tail covers a larger area than her. Usually, when she runs around, it feels like a rolling golden fur ball.

When the fox ran out of the space door, it went straight to the direction of food aroma. It was completely dominated by animals. I dragged a tail of her hand to let the fox fairy realize that there was a circle around. I noticed that there was dirt all over her, her tail cluttered into a mess, and even a pinch of hair on her ears: an unprecedented wolverine.

"You ran to fight the dog again!"

My voice rose octave in an instant, and it was almost troubled by the popularity of this fox fairy, who was living and degenerating.

The fox's ears were pulled down-this is the default.

I pinched her ears with tears of laughter: "You a millennium demon fox ~ www.readwn.com ~ If you fight with a dog, you won and don't show your face!"

The fox turned away: "... lost ..."

I:"……"

Family: "..."

The goods ran to fight dogs, and nm lost!

I asked with a shocked expression, but I knew what was going on: The fox went to Avalon to find an old friend, and met a vicious dog wandering in the temple area. Of course, the point is not how vicious the dog is. The key to the problem lies in-

The dog, Kerberos, was dinged to guard the garden area of ​​the temple.

The fox and the three **** dogs have been playing for nearly two hours. Currently, she has two wins and three draws. She is going home to fill her stomach and challenge ...

After working hard for a long time, I finally restrained the urge to put a collar around Lord Fox's neck, and realized that I wouldn't give this fox something to do, and she should go to Atlantis to find Zeus next. Brother Ji kicked off the hall ... (To be continued ...)