Starfall 837, June 20th, the usual complaints from the maids came from the Moldavia Lord's Mansion.
"Master, you haven't led us in a serious battle for almost two or three years..."
Near the teleportation gate on the top floor of the Lord's Mansion, Yingying stretched. The girl looked bored and whispered to Joshua, who was about to go through the teleportation gate: "Okay, I know you are so strong that you don't need weapons. …”
"This time the master is going to a distant world to assist the Steel Python... Forget about us, the master has not invited even Master Nostradamus and the others."
On the side, Rin explained helplessly to the silver-haired girl. Compared with Yingying who is obsessed with his identity as a 'weapon', he has no obsession with this aspect. Whether it is handling government affairs, managing matters inside and outside the lord's palace, or planning the Radcliffe family's industry, in his opinion There is no difference between them and fighting. They are all things that can help their masters.
"But you keep us at home, always feeling so useless."
Somewhat unwillingly, Yingying whispered softly. She knew that this journey to another world was likely to be extremely dangerous. After all, this was a problem that even the will of the world could not solve and needed to be entrusted to other powerful foreign aids to deal with it. However, she was not afraid. Danger, she was only afraid that she would be useless to Joshua, so that she would have no value in existence.
No. 3 and Hei Ze, who was wearing a small light, were whispering something to the side. The artificial intelligence girl who had chatted with Joshua a long time ago seemed to be saying something that frightened the black dragon - something like the mandatory use of ice every day. Magic awakening, five-hundred-kilometer flight training before breakfast, etc... This is what Joshua entrusted to No. 3 to ensure that Hei can still exercise normally when he goes to another world. After all, if Hei really falls into a deep sleep, It is not a simple matter to revive it.
"If you really want to explore with me."
At the same time, Joshua, who was about to cross the portal, turned back. He looked at Hotaru and Rin who were staying in place, his calm expression became a little subtle, and the warrior said softly: "Then become stronger."
"Hotaru, Rin, and No. 3 and Hei, you are all very talented. Some of you are born with psychic bodies, which are alchemical creations of the first level of artificial fairies. Some of you are artificial souls from the world of Kallis, black dragons with the blood of ancient dragons. ... With the mass-spirit conversion equation and the inheritance I left behind, your progress should be more than ten times that of ordinary people. In fact, aren't you already at the gold level, Firefly? If one day, your humanoid If your strength reaches the middle level of Jiyi, you should be able to keep up with me."
Joshua never likes to walk alone at the forefront of the world. He always hopes that someone can keep up with him... but he will never slow down for this. He was very happy to be able to keep up. If he couldn't keep up, then he couldn't keep up. He was willing to protect them.
Because of the inheritance of gods and the equation of mass-spiritual conversion, No. 3's strength has improved rapidly, so there is no need to worry. If Hotaru, Rin and Hei want to get rid of their current embarrassing position, they must either give up or grit their teeth and use transcendence. Ordinary people work ten times harder to catch up with his shadow.
"Don't worry about me, I think this exploration shouldn't be difficult."
Turning around, Joshua turned around again and stepped through the portal. With his back to everyone, Joshua said calmly: "According to Kallis, this should be a small world and it won't take long."
"Come on, my weapons. I hope you will have made great progress when I come back."
After finishing his words, with a burst of blue light like the waves of ocean waves, the warrior entered the space-time channel and disappeared.
Everyone who said goodbye also left one by one, whether it was Hotaru or Rin, whether it was Black or Light, even No. 3 seemed silent than before. Joshua's words were not much modified and were very true. At this time, they were all thinking about how to get close to their master.
In any case, living in a strong family is indeed very difficult.
At this moment, in the study on the second floor of the Lord's Mansion, with a trace of holy light flowing, a piece of flat and white letter paper slowly appeared in a small magic circle next to the desk.
This piece of letter paper is made of exquisite materials, and it can be seen that it comes from a place with extremely high craftsmanship. It is not wrapped in an envelope, but there is a layer of holy light shrouding the outside. At this time, the holy light is quickly dissipating, and the words on the white paper The text gradually emerged as a result.
[To my friend Lord Radcliffe]
The first and only page of the letter can be seen.
"My friend, I am quite shocked by your views on the soul and its ultimate meaning."
This is a letter. The writer's handwriting is beautiful and ancient, with the conjoined style of the last century. His handwriting is very similar to the standard writing style commonly used in the Far South... But if you look closely, it is not so much him. The writing seems to be in standard writing style, or rather, the standard writing style is based on him. At this time, the person who defined the standard seemed quite surprised, so much so that his handwriting was a little buoyant: "Denying the innate nature of the soul and emphasizing the relationship between soul and body can be said to have proposed a new idea for the study of the soul. , your contribution is very great, if possible, I would like to sort out your letters and publish them in the official academic journal of the Holy Mountain."
"At the same time, I think I also need to explain to you the results of the Seven Sacred Mountains' observation of souls over the years, as well as the relationship between the soul cycle that everyone says and the world we live in, and how it works. Something happened."
At this point, the excited handwriting has calmed down, as if the author has regained his composure. He wrote seriously and seriously: "First of all, I must tell you this, that is, the world is actually receiving information from the void all the time. energy of."
"Void rays, space-time fluctuations, external energy tides... Before the coming of the great demonic tide, every world was actually receiving a large amount of energy from the void, but these energies were only short-lived, and they would quickly pass through our world, even the great demonic tide. The same is true for tides. If the great demonic tide hadn't been erupting continuously, then it would have been just a glimpse for us."
"Nothing can retain these waves of energy that seem to have spilled out after the destruction of the world (forgive Barbarossa, I held him back and knew the content of your conversation a few days ago), but the soul can. The soul can capture these waves from otherworldly places. The energy of the world and its self-expansion... The greater the population, the more souls, and the more energy left behind. After all living beings pass away, the souls circulate in the world and become the reincarnation of souls, returning all the energy absorbed in their lives to the world. The world...can you understand it?"
"The circulation of the soul will continuously strengthen the energy concentration within a world! And this energy can definitely be used for extraordinary power cultivation. As long as it is a world with some extraordinary power that can give birth to souls, then its extraordinary power The concentration of power will become higher and stronger, and the smaller the world is, the faster the concentration of extraordinary power will rise!"
But in the last paragraph of the letter, the handwriting was slightly different from before. It seemed that the words were not written at the same time, and the handwriting became a lot more sloppy.
"According to the gods, part of Mycrof's world was blown up by the war between the saints and the evil gods at the end of the last era. Today's Mycrof's world is much smaller than it was in the Glorious Era, with only about two One-third of the size, so the energy concentration of our world returns to its heyday very quickly, and soon returns to the level of the Era of Radiance, or even thicker."
"Boundless Heaven is the product of war. It was originally part of the sky of Mycroft's world. The gods set up a time and space barrier and turned it into their own throne. It was originally an extremely important part of the cycle of souls, but now , but it became the burial place of the gods. We guided it back to Mycroft's world, completing part of the reincarnation of souls... The innocent souls who originally wandered around the world now finally have a resting place."
The writer at this time seemed a little tired, but he still wrote seriously: "To be honest, the reason why I replied so late is because a big event happened recently, which involved a lot of my energy. If possible, Joshua, please contact me as soon as possible. This matter is of great importance and is extremely special. Perhaps only you have the ability to solve it."
"—Seven Sacred Mountains, Eagle."
The letter has appeared, but the recipient has left for an unknown distant place.
At this moment, the Holy Mountain Battleship, the Glory Fortress, and the central control area of the 'Eye of the Saint' Observation Station.
A dozen elite priests are working hard in the spherical hall, facing the light curtains. They control hundreds of observation arrays, and superimpose them one after another, turning them into large or small ones. Observation points that can penetrate the turbulence of space. These observation points will be controlled by three shifts of priests and operate day and night to observe and monitor all abnormal conditions around Mycroft's world.
Whether it is space-time turbulence, energy fluctuations or large-scale mass depressions, these anomalies are all monitored by the Eye of the Saint Observatory. The observation members summarize all the information in detail and report it to the main control of the Holy Mountain Center. In the room, most of this information is meaningless fluctuations in time and space, or noise caused by a tremor of energy, but no one will slack off.
"There is no abnormality in the range 58-92."
"There is no abnormality in the range 93-121."
"There is an abnormality in interval 131: a small piece of void meteorite is flying towards Mycroft's world. Detection result: no alien bacteria remain. Treatment method: wait and see passively."
"No abnormal signals detected."
In the control area, the priests sent out reporting messages one after another through their minds. They seemed to be searching for something. Whenever an abnormal signal was found, everyone present would be shocked. After confirming that it was just a signal in the void, After the most common disorder signal, they will return to normal.
And right in the center of the control area, there is a white-haired old man standing here. Under the respectful eyes of everyone around him, Eagle is monitoring all the signal stations at the same time. His face is calm, but he seems to be waiting for something. .
"Hiss..."
"An abnormal signal was detected in interval 157."
The priest who controlled the observation point skillfully sent out a signal prompt. Although it was just an inaudible hiss, it was probably just a meaningless short wave caused by void rays interfering with the observation array, but his duty was to report everything. different.
"Hiss... La."
"Anomaly observed repeatedly."
The priest once again sent out a second reminder signal. This is also a very normal thing. After all, if there is energy interference at the observation point, then it is expected even if it happens more than ten times in a row. The priest working here even He was ready to send out reminder signals continuously, and at the same time, he was thinking about whether to have barbecue for dinner. The cultivation center of the Holy Mountain Fortress had a good harvest in the void a few days ago. The fortress finally did not need to send food from the surface, but Can be self-sufficient.
"Hiss... we..."
"Anomalies have been observed repeatedly...wait!"
The middle-aged cleric who was thinking about whether to go for a luxurious barbecue for dinner or to have a meal with bread and mashed potatoes in the cafeteria skillfully sent out a prompt signal, but soon, he was stunned. The clergyman felt that he I seemed to have heard the voice of Mycroft's Common Tongue just now... Was he hallucinating? Or is there really such a voice? All in all, he planned to highlight this abnormal signal.
However, before he could make his next move, more and clearer signals came.
"Hiss... zi... la... here... is... the big information database... the watcher... reports... hiss..."
"Clear signal from another world discovered!"
Without hesitation, the middle-aged cleric immediately put aside the barbecue and mashed potatoes in his mind. He sent out the highest level 'alien observer' signal - this represented the discovery of life in other worlds, or the ability to The highest level signal for communication or travel in the void. According to the process, this priest first saves the signal that just appeared through the intelligent core of the observatory, and then uploads it layer by layer according to the authority. Because his highest-level signal is sent, he is monitoring all observation points in the 1-200 range at the same time. They all shifted their targets and conducted a full-power search.
Eagle, who was standing in the control room, opened his eyes wide: because he was monitoring all observation points at the same time, he also heard the voice—not an illusion, but the real Mycroft Common Language. The voice was a little weird, with an accent. It is very different from today's lingua franca, but anyone can understand this language that seems to be a dialect.
The wait is finally here. The old man thought so.
The next wait did not take long. As the highest prompt was issued, all the working priests confirmed that the signal was true and gathered the observation points at interval 157. A clearer signal appeared in everyone's ears. .
"...The internal circulation has collapsed, and we can no longer survive. The material conversion circle can still operate, but we no longer have material that can be recycled."
This is a tired female voice. Her tone is very strange, as if she rarely talks to others, and there are many grammar problems, but no one cares about this small detail. Everyone listens attentively: "Xingchen It's out, and the world is dark. Without light, we can't find the way home... Passers-by who can hear this voice, this signal, if you can hear it, please tell Mrs. Mike Rowe that we keep our promise and stick to this place. .”
"Thousands of years have passed. The guardians of the unified information library and their descendants are still at their posts and will rest here forever."
I originally planned to write 8,000 words, but after writing, deleting, deleting and revising, I finally decided to scrap the second half...
It's the middle of the month, please ask for a monthly pass.
(End of chapter)