When the sun rises, a story that lasted for 1,523 years ended. At the end of the story, the gods did not come to the real world, and the fragile and small human beings survived the disaster again—the story of many people, It continued downward.
Semler held his battle staff tightly, and stood for a long time in the center of the hall, surrounded by countless priests and knights who held their breath and looked exhausted. The information from the surface had been sent to the Archbishop just now, but it seemed that The weird phenomenon that confuses the reality of the dream made him still afraid to confirm the final result. He and everyone were still waiting quietly with nervousness.
In the short moment when the morning sun spread across the entire Orlande area, the priests seemed to have been waiting for a century.
Then, dots of starlight finally appeared in everyone's field of vision, floating in the sky above the hall.
Semler heard an old and tired voice come into his head: "It's over... fellow citizens, we are safe."
This is the voice of Megal III.
After a brief silence, belated cheers suddenly resounded throughout the hall!
"Successful!! We stopped a god!" "Extraterritorial Wanderer and Archbishop Selina, they succeeded!" "We survived, we survived!!"
Amidst the cheers from all around, Wendy, who was taking care of the wounded, slowly straightened up. The pollution in the depths of her spirit was receding. She felt that her soul had finally regained its freedom. She raised her head and saw that Yuri in the distance is also casting his gaze.
"We succeeded..." Wendy slowly raised the corners of her mouth and said with a heartfelt smile.
Yuri showed a complicated smile, he took a light breath, and muttered in a low voice as if speaking to himself: "...we finally didn't destroy this world."
A stream of light suddenly appeared in the center of the hall, and as the stream of light converged, a lantern gathered in everyone's sight, followed by a female figure holding a lantern.
"Bishop Selina," Sammler immediately greeted the figure, "you saved the entire church again..."
The halo around Selena gradually dissipated. Of course, she is just a projection reflected in the consciousness of the people around her. Facing Archbishop Semler, the saint with the lamp shook her head slightly: "This time, I am not the one who saved the Church."
"Ah, the Outer Territorial Wanderer..." Sammler immediately realized, "Where is He now?"
"The wanderer from outside the territory has gone back temporarily. After all, he is just a projection in our spiritual network, and he will contact us again soon," Selina said softly, her eyes slowly sweeping across the entire hall, those cheers The priest, the tired but excited knight, and the attendants who survived the catastrophe came into her eyes one after another. Finally, she lowered her eyelids, "Thanks to your hard work in the real world, we can achieve the final success."
Semler looked at Selena strangely, and he found that the archbishop's expression was complicated, and his emotions didn't seem to be as relaxed and uplifting as the others, which made him deeply confused: "Archbishop Selena, you seem to have... on your mind?"
Selena thought of the figure chasing the stars in the night, and thought of the most difficult question she had ever answered in her life. She was silent for a long time before finally shaking her head: "I'm fine, just suddenly a little confused."
"Puzzled?"
"Archbishop Semler, what do you think is the greatest instinct of a civilization?"
"Instinct?" Semler was lost in thought in the face of this strange question. After a while, he said with some uncertainty, "Is it the continuation of itself?"
"What about the continuation of oneself?" Selena asked again, "Besides living..."
"I... don't know," Semler shook his head. "In my opinion, it's hard enough for us to continue in this world."
"That's right." Selena paused for a second, then shook her head with a sudden smile of relief, "and this itself is not your field of expertise."
From Selena's reaction, Semler deduced that this "saint" must have experienced something in the confrontation with the upper-level narrator, which suddenly revealed this sentimental state, but it is obviously not to ask these questions at this moment. when it comes to details. In the cheering and festive atmosphere that filled the surroundings, he was the first to calm down, and asked, "Archbishop Selina, now that the threat of 'God's Fall' has subsided, should we consider the future of the church?"
"Of course," Selena nodded and restrained her emotions, "Although the situation is exciting, there may not be much time left for us to celebrate.
"I also saw the news from the surface just now. The influence of the upper-level narrators has spread to the real world. There are too many witnesses to the movement of the Throat of Orendelle. I am afraid that news about this will soon reach Rose. In Tower Ears—this HQ is no longer safe.
"According to the previous plan drawn up by the Pope, we must immediately start the transfer of the headquarters. All members will leave, abandon this palace, take away all the research materials and materials that can be brought, and destroy those that cannot be taken on the spot. Destroy the central pillar, the elemental shell, and the upper dome without leaving any clues.
"The strongholds set up in the empire will also be transferred. Under the chaos, informers and traitors will soon appear. If necessary, we must be prepared to abandon all strongholds.
"All compatriots have gone into hibernation, no longer carry out any church activities, and wait for unified instructions. According to the previous plan, they will be transferred to Cecil in batches—this work can be handed over to Yuri."
Selena said one by one, and Semler listened with a serious expression, nodded slightly, and said in a deep voice: "The matter has finally come to this point... It's a pity that after 700 years of operation, it returned overnight. origin."
"It's better than total annihilation," Selena shook her head, "and we still have at least seven hundred years of accumulated knowledge, and a new force willing to accept us, so it's not like we've completely returned to the original point."
"What about the Psychic Network?" Semler asked again.
"...after losing the support of the facilities here, the operation of the psychic network will be greatly affected, but fortunately its foundation is based on our brains. As long as there are enough priests alive, it can maintain a relatively low level of operation," Selena has obviously thought about this issue, and immediately replied, "After the transfer begins, the mind network will maintain the basic mode, and the city of dreams will not be opened until we establish a new headquarters in Cecil. The process of maintaining the sandbox is a lot of wear and tear, and he will spend most of his time recuperating and recovering. The network affairs will be in charge of me and Archbishop Daniel—mainly me, Archbishop Daniel is now in Aldernan, considering safety problems, he will only provide technical support."
"Well, I understand," Semler nodded and said, "In this way, as long as the psychic network is still there, it will be much easier to coordinate."
Afterwards, Selena looked to the other side of the hall, to the computing node hall where the brain servants were located, and her eyes fell on the observation windows and the open gate.
Semler noticed her gaze, and before she could speak, he said with a trace of emotion: "Archbishop Magnum... please rest assured, we will take him with us."
Selena shook her head and said softly, "No, take everyone."
"All..." Semler was a little dazed for a while, and then frowned, "You mean all the brain servants? I'm afraid... no, this will definitely consume more manpower and material resources, and will affect the progress of the transfer... "
"I know, but I have already calculated everything that is needed. Our time is indeed limited, but as long as we do our best, we still have enough leeway to transfer all the brains to a backup safe base," Selina looked at Semler eyes, this may be the most irrational moment in her hundreds of years, but she will not affect the overall situation because of the flood of sensibility. To Orlandaille South County, Juniper County, Enchhawk County and Tarren Kings area. Cecil Railway Investment Company will help us arrange trains or hidden carriages, and the relevant lines will be dredged in the near future, and everything will be properly arranged."
"... But I'm afraid it can only transfer part of it." Semler frowned. "The key is that not only are there brain servants here, but also in more remote strongholds, outside the railway line invested and controlled by the Cecilians, there are also Several nodes are used to maintain other sandboxes—it's much harder to move immobile bots than normal people."
"As much as you can transfer, you can transfer as much as you can," Selina said, "If you can't transfer, try to choose a place to maintain it."
"Choose a place to maintain? Is there any point?" Semler frowned again, "The psychic network itself does not need brain servants, they are just used to maintain the sandbox system. Now the zeroth project has been terminated, and in the future It's impossible to activate it again, these brain servants..."
He looked at Selena in confusion, but only saw a pair of deep, calm eyes, unable to analyze her specific thoughts and emotions.
Selena closed her eyes, as if thinking.
This is a kind of repayment, an atonement for this wrong path; this is a kind of self-liberation, and it is the first step in bringing the sect of the Eversleeper back to the right path; Will the biochemical technology, there, not all brain servants have no possibility of cure...
But at the moment, she has a more important reason, which is more convincing to everyone.
"This is the ticket," she opened her eyes, and looked at Archbishop Semler, "it is the ticket for Cecil, the rogues outside the territory to accept us—Cecil has its own order and rules, and we want to return to it." To the sun, these principles must be actively embraced from now on. Archbishop Semler, let everyone know that every extra brain slave survives, some of us will be sent to the mines and factories for a shorter time in the future Some."
Then she added: "In addition, I also remind everyone not to take chances, don't think that they have the ability to avoid the incorporation and transformation of wanderers outside the territory, don't forget, this time He just projected his consciousness into the sandbox and swallowed it. Has become the "upper narrator" of the gods, and long before that, he has penetrated and controlled the entire spiritual network."
An awe-inspiring feeling gradually emerged in Semler's heart. He looked very serious and nodded slowly: "I understand."
Selena breathed a sigh of relief, and then a slightly weird expression suddenly appeared on her face: "Now... let's discuss the issue of Archbishop Magnum."
Hearing this name, not only Semler, but even Wendy and Yuri, who had just arrived nearby, lowered their eyes in unison, with complicated expressions on their faces.
"Archbishop Magnum made a noble sacrifice this time," Wendy said in a deep voice, "Perhaps, we should recognize him as a saint..."
"No, I'm not talking about that," Selena raised her right hand and held up the dream lantern, "I mean—"
Layers of gentle rays of light bloomed from the dream lantern, and suddenly, a loud voice that everyone is familiar with came from the light: "Hello, hello? Hello! Anyone hear it? Anyone hear it? What the hell is going on in this damn place, anyone hear
"Hey! I'm stuck! This doesn't look like Sandbox One! Can anyone tell me what's going on outside? Anyone? Anyone!"
Selena raised her hand and brushed over the lantern, releasing the soul contained in the lamp. The scattered brilliance suddenly shrank into a figure in front of everyone. Magnum, with short red hair and short stature, stood in the hall, showing a Out of a translucent state, staring at the surroundings.
The surroundings instantly quieted down.
"I collected his fragments at the 'Boundary', just like the Pope collected mine," Selina's voice broke the silence and awkwardness of a moment, "but it seems that this caused him some troubles .”
Hearing Selena's voice beside him, Magnum looked at the familiar hall in front of him in confusion, and subconsciously scratched his hair: "What's going on... I clearly remember that I already..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw Yuri Charvin standing in front of him.
Embarrassment quickly emerged from his perplexed expression. The corners of his mouth twitched, and he forced himself upwards, hesitating to say hello: "Ah, Archbishop Yuri, it seems... we succeeded?"
Yuri stared at Magnum in front of him, was silent for several seconds, then raised his right hand little by little—
Slowly and firmly extended the middle finger.