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 of 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, 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. The upper-level narrator who was reborn six minutes ago 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. Now Naritil and Duvalte are 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 Everyone would have such worries as Semler, so he was 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. 1 sandbox, which led to the birth and awakening of the upper storytellers..."
"Yes, the upper storytellers are mental projections of millions of virtual minds—but now those millions of virtual minds are gone, and if our theoretical model is correct, then without the interference of these mental projections, today's upper It is impossible for the narrator to become a god again, and if Naritil and Duvalte act in the narrator's neural network as "network administrators" and become two public, non-mysterious, and worship-free Individuals, then there will no longer be beliefs against them, and 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 is The main goal of our research at this stage.
"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 constructed network, and let it serve as an important node, if—I mean if, if there is a 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 knew very well—this is 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, and seemed to have accepted what Gao Wen and Kamel said, but Veronica suddenly broke the silence: "I have another 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 Duvalte know?"
"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 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," said Duarte in a calm voice. "We agree to everything in the contract—as long as you fulfill everything 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 mental hub that was humming lowly, looking at this great technological 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 Specialized in the field," 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 touched the existing ones. The limit of processing technology, if the master craftsman didn't do it himself, I don't know 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 projects of high-altitude aircraft and high-speed aircraft proposed by the ancestors It’s—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 to verify some things," Rebecca said casually, "We want to see higher altitudes Magic environment, test how the aircraft will react when flying at extremely high altitudes, and test where the existing dragon language runes drive the limit... "
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 Imperial Computing Center, two words were projected above every magic net terminal here.
"Hello World."
Cecil 2 years, 45th of the month of recovery.
The Narrator Neural Network was officially born in Cecil Empire on this day, and greeted the world for the first time.