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"I want to do some follow-up research," Gao Wen said frankly. "These people here have a delicate relationship with the gods. We are very curious about the strengths and weaknesses of the gods, so we need 'upper-level narrators'. And I also want to To verify some personal conjectures - a 'god' who has removed most of the characteristics of gods, the form of your existence itself makes me very curious."

He talked about his own thoughts, and looked at Naritil and Duvalte calmly and honestly, without hiding the curiosity and inquiry in his eyes.

The "Upper Narrator" is the most precious treasure he rescued from the spiritual network. This is a unique sample of gods, which contains the entire cycle of birth, death, and rebirth of gods, and has the ability to strip divinity and humanity and eliminate spiritual pollution. , safety and controllability, and other unrepeatable characteristics, so Gao Wen tried his best to keep "Him", and even named the nascent imperial computing network "Narrator's Neural Network".

Facing Gawain's answer, Naritil gathered some of his limbs somewhat uneasily, shook his huge body slightly, and said with a sigh: "So, is this another new 'experiment' project? ?”

"This is indeed an experimental project," Gao Wen nodded, "but not all 'experimental projects' are bad. There are also experiments that both parties agree to and voluntarily participate in, there are harmless experiments, and there are mutual aid experiments... ..."

"I know," Naritil interrupted Gawain, "I still understand this knowledge..."

Gao Wen raised his eyebrows: "What about your opinions?"

Duwart closed his eyes slightly, and Naritil said softly after a few seconds of silence: "What does this mean to us-we are individuals that should perish, just like you once said , there is no place for us in the real world. Of course, if you insist on doing this, then do it..."

"But I hope that all of this will be based on fair cooperation rather than coercion." Gawain shook his head, "The former Order of the Eternal Sleepers no longer exists, and here is Cecil, who is implementing Cecil's order— —I don't want to force you."

Duarte opened his eyes. "We need a reason."

Gao Wen looked at the other party quietly, and after a few seconds, he slowly said: "Just to remember those who once lived in the No. [-] sandbox."

Naritil moved her long jointed limbs.

"The history of No. [-] sandbox is over, and the former residents in it no longer exist. After a person dies in the real world, his relatives and friends will remember him, his neighbors will remember him, even if no one Remember, he always has bones left in the world, but those virtual personalities in the sandbox, no one remembers them in the real world, and there are no remains of them on the Internet," Gawain said calmly, "Naritil , Duarte, you -- that's the last thing left of them.

"I don't intend to use this statement to kidnap your thoughts, but I hope you can consider this: the 'Upper Narrator' is the last memory of the entire sandbox world, if you are willing to use Cecil as a citizen Staying here, then for the former residents of No. [-] sandbox, this is also a kind of continuation."

Naritil and Duwart fell silent at the same time, Gawain didn't pause when he saw this, and then continued: "Also, if you are willing to stay, I promise that you can get in touch with the 'real world' in some way.

"You are now in a new type of network that is different from the psychic network. There is no sandbox system here. The new terminal technology allows you to interact with the real reality to a certain extent-I can give this part of the information to you. You guys, let you know what I say is true.

"In exchange, I want you to be part of this new type of network. Of course, you will be restricted by network rules-this restriction is mainly to protect the nodes of the network, and I can promise that it will be harmless to you.

"How to weigh it is up to you to judge."

Chapter 0859 Hello, World

After Gawain finished speaking, he fell silent, leaving time for Naritil and Duwart to think.

As he said himself, he doesn't want to use coercion to make the "god" who has lost his personality become a "component" of the narrator's neural network, although he can indeed forcefully control the other party to do so, even You can use your own special power to directly dismantle the opponent's personality, reset it and turn it into a "narrator core", but this is against his principles.

He defeated a god, not to make himself the next "god".

Of course, he still very much hopes that Naritil and Duvalte can agree to his conditions, not only because he really needs to use each other to further study the secrets of the gods, but also because in his plan, if the narrator's neural network In order to achieve a higher level of "goal", there must be a super core similar to the "upper level narrator".

Naritil and Duwart fell silent at the same time, as if they were communicating in a way that no one else could understand. The two factors mentioned by Gawain seemed to have indeed touched the "two-in-one" gods in the past. Silence is the embodiment of wavering.

A true heart like dead ashes will not be shaken like this.

Finally, the huge white spider shook its long forelimbs lightly. With a trace of hesitation and hesitation, the spider's front body suddenly lowered its height slowly, and a girl in a long white dress with long white hair reaching the ground stood A body shape was condensed in a burst of light, and slowly walked down along the white spider's forelimbs, and came to Gawain.

"I want to see... the information you mentioned."

Gao Wen showed a slight smile: "Of course."

……

In the mind-like world formed by thousands of network nodes, the sun that was born less than ten days ago is shining on the prairie that was born on the seventh day, and the grass that was born on the fourth day and the wild flowers that were born on the first day are slowly swaying in the sun and the breeze. 26 minutes The formerly reborn upper-level narrator lay prone beside a small hill, with a gorgeous light curtain surrounding the huge spider body, and the communication of knowledge and information was going on little by little.

Gawain stood on a hill not far away, and Hetty, Kamel, Veronica, Yuri and others stood beside him.

"Your Majesty," Semler broke the silence in a low voice, "Are you sure it's safe to do so?"

"The upper-level narrator is no longer a god. Naritil and Duvalte are now just two powerful network minds, and they are placed under the monitoring of the entire narrator network," Gao Wen knew that every person who had contacted the upper-level narrator Every person will have such worries as Semler, so he is full of patience and understanding, "I know what you are worried about, but it is necessary and safe to do so."

Yuri couldn't help frowning: "Will they restore the personality and power of gods one day?"

"This is the basis of our research, and it is also a key part of the new rebellion plan to confront the gods," Gao Wen said, and glanced at Veronica and Kamel standing beside him, "Many people here are Those who have experienced that incident, we should all know how the god of the upper narrator was born—”

Magnum immediately replied: "It is the devout faith of millions of virtual minds in No. [-] sandbox, which led to the birth and awakening of the upper-level narrator..."

"Yes, the upper narrator is the spiritual projection of millions of virtual minds-but now these millions of virtual minds are gone. If our theoretical model is correct, then after losing the interference of these mental projections, today's It is impossible for the upper-level narrator to become a god again, and if Naritil and Duvalte act as "network administrators" in the narrator's neural network and become two open, non-mysterious, worship-free Individuals, then there will be no more beliefs against them. Even if a small number of "following groups" are occasionally produced, they will not be able to reach the scale and "purity" of forming gods...and we must track, monitor and verify this process .”

Gawain spoke unhurriedly, then he was silent for a few seconds, and then said: "In addition, we also guessed that the chaos of the collective thoughts of mankind caused the gods to go crazy, so we also have to verify it at the same time. In the absence of any ideological infection, whether a god placed in a "quiet environment" will still be mentally unstable.

"We need to determine whether the gods are driven mad by the thoughts of mortals.

"It's too dangerous to test directly with real gods or contaminated samples of gods, and Naritel and Duwart are the safest 'test targets' at this stage.

"Although they have lost many of the characteristics of gods, one thing has not changed-they are a collection of a large number of thoughts, and they are the 'aggregate' catalyzed by the mixture of mortal minds and spirits, and this 'aggregate' quality, This is the main goal of our current research.

"As for the part of the data that deviates between the gods who have lost their personality, degenerated and fallen, and the full body gods, that is an area that we can't intervene at this stage, so we can only put it aside for the time being."

"Use weak manpower to challenge mighty power, use limited knowledge to explore the unknown, and use relative truth to keep approaching the absolute truth," Veronica suddenly broke the silence after Gawain's voice fell. The ancient rebel took a deep look at Gao Wen, "This is indeed the researcher's thinking."

"But this plan itself does have certain risks," Kamel said buzzingly, "Although at present, all links are safe, but the upper-level narrator is a 'god' who has lost control once, and it is placed In our newly built network, and let it serve as an important node, if—I mean, if, in case of loss of control or pollution, what should we do?"

"The first insurance is that the minds of Naritil and Duvalte cannot be transferred freely throughout the network, they can only transfer part of the perception and interaction interface, and the Empire Computing Center is their 'ontology' container, this computing center is The network can be physically disconnected at any time;

"The second level of insurance, all the immersion chamber devices are set with a physical fuse when they leave the factory. Unlike the unrestricted brain connection of the eternal sleeper, the immersion chamber can withstand mental fluctuations. There is a limit. If it exceeds the limit, it will be broken, and the intensity of spiritual pollution at the god level far exceeds this threshold;

"The third layer of insurance is the empire's perfect resident management system and the safety regulations of computing centers in various places, plus the magic power monitoring devices all over the country. Abnormal personnel and unauthorized magic power fluctuations will be discovered at the first time. This, presumably The archbishops present are very clear - that's how the cultists in Cecil were caught;

"The fourth insurance is me."

Gawain said, pointing to his head.

"I didn't completely 'release' Naritil and Duvalte. This is the ultimate layer of insurance. Of course, this insurance is time-sensitive. If I am 'absent', then this method will also be invalid. So the main preventive measures are still the above three.”

"I think this is enough," Kamel said in a deep voice. "The risk cannot be eliminated, it can only be weakened. Your measures have minimized the risk at least under the existing technical conditions."

The people at the scene slowly nodded their heads in thought, seeming to have accepted what Gao Wen and Kamel said, but Veronica suddenly broke the silence: "I still have a question."

Gawain looked at the former princess (and the former princess): "Say it."

"Let's not mention the insurance measures, the content of our experiment... Do Naritil and Duwart know about it?"

"I know," Gao Wen said without hesitation, "The experimental content is also included in the materials given to them. This is an open and transparent contract, and everything has been put on the table."

Yuri and the others at the scene were stunned for a moment, and then they all showed surprise and unexpected expressions. Obviously, they did not expect that Gao Wen would directly tell the "upper-level narrator" the "experimental content" that sounded easy to irritate the testers, but Veronica, who was holding a platinum scepter and always had a calm expression, suddenly smiled after staring at Gawain for a few seconds.

"I can rest assured that."

"Many out-of-control and even destructive experimental disasters originated from a little concealment in the contract," Gao Wen also smiled, "The more things are concealed, the greater the backlash after exposure, and historical experience tells us that any Those who worry about being exposed will be exposed-this is especially fatal in a long-term experiment with dangerous test subjects.

"So it's better to take out all the content that may cause backlash, or don't sign it, or sign it with peace of mind."

Just as Gao Wen finished speaking, the wind direction on the plain suddenly changed slightly.

Everyone stopped talking with a feeling, and many eyes cast their eyes not far away in no particular order.

The gorgeous light curtain was finally closed.

The huge white spider carried Naritil and Duwart, and slowly came to Gawain on the hill.

The Eternal Sleepers looked at this scene with mixed emotions of tension and anticipation. Even Hetty couldn't help taking a breath. Only Gawain and Veronica showed the same indifference. Smiling, quietly waiting for the reply from Naritil and Duvalte.

"We agree," Duarte said in a calm voice, "we agree to everything in the contract—as long as you can fulfill all the promises in the contract."

"It's not only your conditions that impress us, but also your frankness shown in the contract," Naritel said softly, "Fortunately, we can all accept it."

Only then did Gao Wen exhale slightly, and then the corners of his mouth curled up bit by bit.

"So, are you ready to say hello to the real world?"

……

In the huge imperial computing center, the sophisticated and advanced mental hub is running smoothly, and the staff maintaining the facilities are busy everywhere.

In the computer rooms above the second floor, the doors of the neatly arranged immersion cabins are closed. Thousands of eternal sleepers, technicians, and volunteers who are in a state of deep connection are lying quietly in these connection devices. , and one of the greatest creations of this era is gradually improving and maturing in the mental space formed by the joint formation of their minds.

Rebecca, who casually put on a white robe over her usual dress, stood in the huge thinking hall, in front of the humming mental hub, looking at this great technology crystallization with bright eyes.

Jenny stood beside her, and on the other side was Nicholas Eggman floating in mid-air.

"I've been busy researching the aircraft project recently," Rebecca suddenly said to Jenny beside her. "I didn't expect your research institute and machinery manufacturing institute to finish this set of things without making any noise..."

"The technology from the Eternal Sleepers is close to maturity. The only thing that needs to be done is to optimize and reorganize their original runes, and to 'connect' with the rune system under the magical technology. This is exactly what the Rune Research Institute The field he is good at," Jenny said with a shy smile, gently pulling the hair next to her ears, "but it is the great craftsman who finally realized it - the parts used in the mental hub have almost reached the actual level. There is a limit to the processing technology, if the master craftsman didn't do it himself, it is unknown how many waste parts will be produced in the factory to assemble such a set of mental hubs."

"Anyway... we finally have the origin laboratory available again," Rebecca said with a hint of excitement, "With the origin laboratory, I can find a way to test the two high-altitude aircraft and high-speed aircraft proposed by the ancestors. It's time for a project—or if I drop the experimental machine in the real world all day long, now when my aunt sees me, there will be blood in her eyes..."

"High-altitude and high-speed aircraft?" Nicholas was a little curious. "The dragoons have just started mass production, and the development of the next generation of aircraft is about to begin?"

He obviously cares about this - because for him, new projects often mean new orders, and new orders are his greatest source of pleasure.

"Development will never stop, but the high-altitude and high-speed aircraft requested by the ancestors are not for practical mass production at this stage—mainly for the verification of some things," Rebecca said casually, "We want to see higher The magical environment we are in, how the aircraft will react when flying at extremely high altitudes, and where the driving limit of the existing dragon language runes is..."

When talking about things in the technical field, Rebecca talks a lot, and Jenny and Nicholas have long been used to it.

But Rebecca's chatter was soon interrupted by a sudden voice——

In the bright and spacious thinking hall, there was a sudden sound from low to high.

Immediately afterwards, the ringing sound turned into a low-pitched and pleasant buzzing sound, which complemented the humming sound of the mental hub itself, and a large number of rune projections suddenly emerged around the mental hub, like a huge wave Data is being connected to the network, and is adjusting the operating efficiency of the mental hub.

The three of Rebecca (Ball) looked at this scene curiously. They looked at the large number of holographic images that suddenly appeared around the mental hub, and heard the increasingly obvious buzzing around them. Suddenly, a strange feeling surged In her heart, Rebecca seemed to feel that something was observing the world cautiously and carefully. She blinked, and her eyes fell on the middle of the mental hub.

Among the numerous refreshed runes and lines, two words suddenly jumped out.

In the entire empire computing center, two words were projected above every magic net terminal here.

"Hello World."

Cecil 2th, 45th of Resurrection.

The Narrator Neural Network was officially born in Cecil Empire on this day, and greeted the world for the first time.

Chapter 0860 Recovery

The dragonborn left with a document representing the conclusion of formal diplomatic relations between the two countries, as well as a series of business plans, diplomatic plans, technical and cultural exchange plans.

The official news of the establishment of diplomatic relations with the Holy Dragon Principality soon appeared in the streets and alleys of Cecil City, in every province and every city covered by the new communication network of the empire, and in the broadcasts of the magic net and the newspapers at the hands of citizens. In fact, it has become the talk of the citizens in the next few days after dinner, and the investment inspiration of the businessmen in the next few months, and will eventually settle into the career of the consuls and clerks of the empire for many years to come.

On warmer days, the fields outside the city are covered with green, the wind blowing from the plains and hills is no longer chilly, only the breath of summer is getting more and more obvious day by day.

A breeze blew across the open take-off and landing field, a black giant dragon streaked across the sky, and landed smoothly in the area marked with white reflective paint. The accumulated waste energy is continuously released into the air through the lattice structure, forming an unstable and hot cyclone around the giant dragon.

After the cyclone gradually dissipated, Rebecca, who was wearing a white tunic over the single skirt, and Sonia, who was wearing a light green hunting jacket, stepped forward and came to Maggie who was checking the equipment with her head down.

"Very beautiful flight, Maggie!" Rebecca said with a happy smile, "especially the acceleration in the last part!!"

"But I still haven't been able to break through the 'missile limit'." Maggie shook her head and said with some regret, "I feel like it's a little bit short, but the magic power will always dissipate in the final stage of acceleration..."

"Yeah, it's a little bit close." Rebecca scratched her hair, "It's obvious that there is no problem in the origin laboratory...why can't you break through the limit speed?"

Sonia, who is from the Silver Empire and currently serves as an exchange ambassador between Cecil and the Silver Empire, and also serves as a consultant for Cecil's aircraft project, couldn't help shaking her head when she heard Rebecca's chanting, and said softly with a trace of emotion : "The limit speed of flying objects... is also a problem that has troubled elves for many years."

"Except for 'instant spells' such as rays or lightning, and 'pathless spells' such as curses and illusions, is there a speed limit for all spells that require physical flight, such as missiles, fireballs, and ice cones..." Ma Ji moved her huge body lightly, lying on the ground little by little, and said in a more comfortable talking distance, "The name 'Missile Limit' is quite appropriate."

"We elves are actually more accustomed to calling it the 'entity flying speed barrier'," Sonia said next to her, "because it is not only magic flying objects that encounter this speed limit. According to our observations and statistics over the past few thousand years, No flying creature can break through this speed, not even a dragon seems to be able to - every entity has a limit, this is our conclusion."

Rebecca blinked and hugged her head in a little trouble.

To test the limits of flying height and flying speed of existing flying technology, and to seek a breakthrough direction, this is the next exploration goal of the Institute of Magic Technology in the field of aircraft, and the team led by Rebecca has launched a series of The only test, what they were going to test here today, was the ultimate speed of the Iron Wing - and the results were as regrettable as ever.

"If you can't come up with any results, the ancestors will be angry... At least you have to find the reason..."

"Let's do it again," Maggie suddenly lifted her spirits, and said with her neck raised. She looked at the green wilderness and the darker mountains in the distance, and her tone rose slightly, "Fly again!"

Rebecca glanced at the other party worriedly: "Don't you want to take a break?"

"I've already rested—Dragonborn can recover much faster than you humans, not to mention that most of the time when I fly, the machine is working," Maggie said with a smile, "and I also want to Fly again—the Moon of Recovery is drawing to a close, and I can see that the giant forests in the distance have already flourished, and there is a very beautiful scenery over there, I want to fly over to have a look~~"

Rebecca listened to the scenery described by the other party, and immediately became happy (her mood is always easy to be happy), she also looked at the distant scenery with a happy smile on her face: "Really, It's green everywhere, worthy of the last week of Recovery Moon...well, let's test again. Ah, I just had an idea!"

"Idea?" Maggie was taken aback by Rebecca's last cry, but soon remembered that the other party's ideas were always novel and interesting, and suddenly became curious, "What idea?"

"You can take a magic network terminal that can record images, and take a picture of a giant forest and a dark mountain from the sky, okay?" Rebecca gestured excitedly, "Look, although we have dragoons, ordinary people It is still very difficult to have the opportunity to experience the feeling of flying in the sky, let alone what the land I have lived for generations looks like - you record a piece, and then we send it to the Magic Web Broadcasting Center, Miss Jibril will be very happy .”

"Magic net image..." Maggie was stunned for a moment when she heard Rebecca's mind-blowing idea, but soon followed her train of thought, revealing a half-meter-wide monster with 28 fangs. Smile, "Good idea!"

……

On the Imperial Avenue on the east bank of the Gorgon River, a convoy depicting the sword and plow emblem is passing between the river bank and the plain.

"We are already far away from Cecil City, even far enough that the magic energy train hasn't covered it yet," the red-haired Dragonmark Witch Azalena glanced at Sir Gorosh who was sitting by the window. , said with some helplessness, "If you are really reluctant, you should talk to Maggie more when you are in Cecil City-don't say you talked a lot, I mean the kind of father and daughter who sit down and chat Talk about daily life, eat a meal and play chess together, get along like a normal family instead of communicating like a meeting between superiors and subordinates."

"I..." Gorosh looked away from the window, opened his mouth, but could only wave his hand at the end, "I tried..."

"It's true, I can see that you have worked hard," Azalena shook her head, "You have learned how to joke and chat with others over the years, and according to what I know about you, how many times have you been in Cecil City? Tian and Maggie's getting along should be the most harmonious days between you father and daughter in the past few decades."

"That's right," Gorosh thought for a while, and said with a hint of helplessness but relief, "She is willing to smile at me."

"That's a gift... Forget it," Azalena waved her hands halfway through her words, "It's already very good, after all, everyone's situation is different."