In the territory of Tifeng, the headquarters of the Eternal Sleepers is hidden deep in the underground palace.
Archbishop Yuri, who was dressed in a white robe and had a gentle demeanor, led a group of priests quickly through the long and deep corridor.
The magic spar lamp in the corridor shines brightly, but it seems unable to dispel the gloom gathered on the archbishop's face. His face is gloomy and his eyes are extremely serious. In the corridor, it echoed in the hearts of every accompanying priest.
Amidst the slight friction of mechanical devices, the magic door leading to the deep prayer hall opened to both sides. Yuri Charvin entered a half-moon-shaped hall with various mysterious ancient runes painted on the walls, and his eyes quickly swept across audience.
Dozens of priests wearing white robes or long skirts are sitting scattered on the cushions in various parts of the hall. They are all young priests, but they are full of powerful magic power that is very obvious and vaguely out of control. Everyone looked a little sluggish, as if they had suffered varying degrees of mental damage, and beside them, there were people taking care of them.
An Eternal Sleeper priest waiting in the hall noticed Yuri's appearance, and immediately greeted him: "The archbishop..."
Yuri waved his hand to interrupt the other party's greeting, and said quickly: "How is the psionic choir?"
The Priest of the Eternal Sleeper who came up looked back at the scene in the hall, and said with concern in his tone: "All the members of the psionic choir have left the Internet and returned to the real world. They are all here. The good news is that no one was injured or injured. The bad news Yes...they were mentally polluted while covering the retreat of the advance troops."
Archbishop Yuri frowned instantly: "Spiritual pollution? Everyone?"
The members of the psychic choir are all powerful masters of mind, especially good at fighting against pollution from the mental level, and sheltering partners in various dream worlds, but now... a whole psychic choir is gathered together, and all of them have encountered spiritual problems. pollute
Neither Yuri nor the accompanying priests wanted to believe this, but the facts forced them to accept the status quo—
"All staff are polluted, and no one is spared," the priest in charge of managing the deep prayer hall said in a low tone, "including the high-level peak 'spiritual song' Your Excellency Wendy."
Yuri Chaerwen couldn't help but took a deep breath, and after two seconds, he slowly let out a mouthful of foul air, and asked in a deep voice: "How deep is the pollution... No, just tell the truth, How many disciples of the upper narrator are there?"
The priest in charge of the hall shook his head gravely, and at the same time, Yuri's eyes had passed him, looking at the members of the "Psionic Choir" who were being cared for in the rear hall.
Among the many "singers", a delicate-looking young lady wearing an exquisite and gorgeous gold-patterned white gauze dress noticed his gaze. She raised her head, showed a gentle and peaceful smile, and then raised her right hand, horizontally In front of him, with palms down, as if covering the invisible earth, a magnetic voice sounded, as if it penetrated into the heart: "Sir, please allow me to take a moment of your time to introduce you to our omniscient and omnipotent Lord, The salvation of all beings, the upper narrative..."
Before this beautiful lady could finish her words, the priests of the Eternal Sleepers who were in charge of taking care of and monitoring her had already swarmed up. Someone pressed her shoulder, someone opened her mouth, and someone quickly poured some kind of potion into her mouth. In the mouth, there was also a strong priest holding up a golden spike, and while stabbing the spike towards the back of the lady's neck without hesitation, he shouted: "I'm sorry, Your Excellency Wendy!"
Yuri couldn't help closing his eyes—for him, this scene was even as terrifying as "Spiritual Song" Wendy's sudden spread of the beliefs of the upper-level narrators.
And during this short commotion, several members of the psychic choir seemed to be influenced by Wendy, and suddenly enthusiastically spread the teachings of the upper-level narrator to the surrounding compatriots, and immediately caused people around Emergency treatment, or being forcibly interrupted by magic spikes, or being pressed on the ground to pour potions, or directly hypnotized to sleep by powerful spells.
Due to timely handling, the chaos did not spread.
At this moment, a female voice suddenly entered Yuri's ears: "It seems that the forbidden runes in the deep prayer hall can't suppress their spiritual pollution. Keeping these polluted compatriots together will only make the situation worse." deterioration."
Yuri opened his eyes and saw that Selina Geer had "come" into the hall at some point and was standing beside him at the moment. The lantern in her hand emitted an unpredictable light, which made Yuri slightly Some impetuous mood quickly calmed down.
The priests around either knew Selena's true state long ago, or took Selena's "sudden appearance" for granted. At this moment, they showed nothing unusual, but saluted neatly: "Bishop Selena."
Selena nodded briefly, turned her gaze to the members of the psionic choir in the hall, and sighed softly.
"Implement the highest level of 'containment', transfer all mentally contaminated personnel to separate compartments in the deep area of the palace, and prohibit them from contacting and talking with any irrelevant personnel under the premise of maintaining a comfortable environment and maintaining a good mental state.
"The person in charge of care is rotated every six hours to prevent long-term contact from causing pollution. In any case, the caregivers must ensure that there are three people in groups, one person in direct contact, one person assisting, and one person observing outside the cubicle. It is absolutely forbidden to be alone Contact - In the event of solitary contact, regardless of how long the contact has been, and whether or not the subject has spoken, the same level of containment is to be implemented for the contact.
"From now on, dream control will be implemented in the underground palace, and unauthorized dream roaming behaviors are prohibited. Except for the target of containment, it is forbidden for anyone to fall asleep in the deep area—if you accidentally fall asleep, regardless of whether you fall asleep or not, you must implement the same level of containment .
"The above are orders from the Pope's crown."
Selena assigned the orders from Megal III one by one, and Yuri's face couldn't help changing a little because of the strict measures, but he didn't question these orders in the end.
He is very clear that this is an extraordinary period, and any strict containment and control measures are necessary, because...
The influence of the upper narrator is gradually breaking through the No. 1 sandbox, and he has already begun to try to break through that wall and enter the real world.
The eternal sleepers in the hall began to carry out the orders from Pope Megaul III. The members of the psychic choir who were in a trance and had been polluted by the upper-level narrator accepted the arrangement in a daze. Driven by their remaining rationality, they He made the greatest cooperation for the "containment" he was about to face.
Selina turned her attention to Yuri: "Now do you know what is attacking the advance troops?"
Yuri sighed and shook his head: "I just returned from the rest area of the spirit knights - because of the cover of the psychic choir, they were lucky not to encounter pollution, but their cognition and memory were seriously misplaced, and a few of them could barely recall People who recalled the situation described very eerie scenes: they said they were attacked by their own shadows."
"My own shadow... sounds like mental backlash..." Selina pondered, "Aside from that? Are there any other details?"
Yuri thought for a while, then nodded: "There is a detail that I don't know if it can be used as a reference—the advance troops were attacked after the night fell on the No. 1 sandbox."
Night... The "night" in the No. 1 sandbox seems to have a particularly special mystical significance. The Phantom Town was shrouded in an abnormal night before, and now the No. 1 sandbox seems to have similar weirdness.
The hall fell silent for a while, and Selena stood quietly, bowed her head in silence, seemed to be lost in thought, and seemed to be making a difficult decision.
A minute later, she raised her head and looked into Archbishop Yuri's eyes: "Let's call an emergency meeting and call all the archbishops who can still act. We... I'm afraid we have to make some difficult decisions."
Yuri looked into Selena's eyes.
As the oldest archbishop in the Order of the Eternal Sleepers, as a saint who "survived" seven hundred years ago, she has the same qualifications as Megoll III to convene the Supreme Bishops' Conference, but in the past few hundred years, she They rarely do this, and the only few times are all moments that can affect the fate of the church.
After a while, Yuri nodded: "Understood, I will arrange it."
…
In Cecil City, Gawain stood on the terrace at dusk, overlooking the dark mountains in the distance, but suddenly, a familiar wave of consciousness surged up in the depths of his mind, interrupting his rare leisure time of the day .
A major accident occurred in the exploration operation of No. 1 sandbox? An emergency meeting of the Supreme Bishops of the Sleeping Ones
Gao Wen stood quietly on the spot, but deep in his heart he was listening intently to Daniel's report. After a while, he slowly exhaled, turned and left the terrace, and returned to his room.
The maid, Betty, came to him with a click.
"Betty, inform the other attendants that no visitors will be accepted tonight," Gawain ordered to the little maid in front of him, "When Hetty and Rebecca come back, tell them that I may not leave the room tonight."
After Betty left, Gawain turned to the air next to him: "Keep the door."
Amber's voice came from the air: "Hey, I understand!"
After everything was arranged properly, Gao Wen didn't waste any time. He walked to a soft bed in the room, adjusted a more comfortable posture, and soon entered a deep "dream".
In the changing light and shadow, he has passed through the invisible spiritual barrier and arrived at the city of dreams deep in the spiritual network.
In the resplendent and magnificent city of dreams, it was extremely deserted.
Gawain immediately noticed the unusual atmosphere around him. He stood on the edge of a square, looked at the street not far away, and saw only a few clergymen patrolling the busy street. There was not a single figure to be seen on the square that was originally the gathering place, and only guards could be seen near the mind crystal that usually had to line up, and no "visitors" could be seen.
A familiar aura emerged beside him, and Daniel's figure appeared beside Gao Wen.
As soon as he appeared, the old mage bowed and saluted: "I salute you, my lord."
Gawain looked at the other party: "Daniel, where are the people here?"
"The Psychic Network has implemented an emergency security strategy. All middle and low-level users have switched to the basic connection mode. They only have limited access to the network, provide the necessary computing power, and no longer directly immerse their consciousness into the Dream City," Daniel replied with his head bowed. Said, "This is to prevent the contamination of the upper storytellers from spreading and preventing it from entering the real world."
Then he paused and explained: "The advance troops encountered a serious crisis in the exploration of the No. 1 sandbox. There was even an archbishop who was spiritually polluted and became a follower of the upper-level narrator in the real world. Now the religious order Up and down has entered the most urgent state."
"... It seems that the situation has deteriorated seriously," Gao Wen shook his head, "When will the meeting be held?"
"Five minutes later," Daniel replied with a nod, "The virtual port of the central temple has been reset according to your order, and a 'seat' has been arranged for you."
Speaking of this, Daniel paused for a moment, and couldn't help but confirm again: "My lord, do you really want to 'listen'?"
Gawain looked at Daniel: "First of all, it depends on whether the 'seat' you set up is sufficiently concealed, and whether it can block the eyes of Megaul III."
"Don't worry about this - as the situation becomes more tense and I prove myself several times, I have already controlled all the security permissions of the psychic network, and I am also responsible for the rewriting of the bottom layer of the central temple. 'Auditorium'."
"Then don't worry," Gawain nodded. "In this situation, of course I want to listen in."
This time, the Supreme Bishop Conference of the Order of the Eternal Sleepers will be attended by "Wanderers from Outside Territory".
(I recommend Lanbai's new book "I Survive 999 Heavenly Tribulations". It is the author of the dungeon player. As always, the brain hole is unfolded. Of course, this is not important. The important thing is to have milked the sky.)