I found that Sandora sometimes has the ability to surprise everyone with a single word. Although she may not be as active as Qianqian's thinking, the frightening thing is that every thought of her is more operable than Qianqian's—she After thinking about it for half an hour, I finally think that the creator can be resurrected.
With super high operability.
"Fuck, you are really a genius," Bingtis has sharp ears, and jumped over in a flash, shaking Sandora's arm, "I didn't even think of this, after all, it's too long—but you Are you really planning to do this? I don’t think it’s very reliable.”
I glanced at Bingtis, and thought that even this female hooligan felt unreliable. I guess it was really unreliable.
"Maybe you should try it," Sandora's voice was a little ethereal, and she was not very sure about this issue: in fact, she was not too sure about all things related to the origin of Xiling, and the time span of anything reached The extent of the general history of the entire empire, even the gods dare not guarantee it, "I also know that the feasibility of this matter is very low: regardless of the success rate, first of all, we cannot guarantee whether the souls of the ancestors can return. Tower Weier's experiment can only verify that these corpses are in a state of immortality on the material level, and their souls may have already dissipated. If that's the case, we can only resurrect some mindless bodies... Such resurrection is meaningless."
"Then what are you still doing?" Bingtis squinted and looked over, "You really reminded me that the success rate of recalling souls is basically zero. Do you know how many years they have been dead? Is it?"
"So I just said give it a try," Sandora shrugged, "You know my character, as long as there is an opportunity in front of me, I will not turn a blind eye. And I really have too many questions that I want to get answers from my ancestors, all The apostles of Xiling have too many problems... "
I was listening to Bingtis and Sandora discussing this matter that sounds like a very suspicious success rate. In fact, I don't care whether Sandora can resurrect the ancestors (although it sounds important), I only care about Shandora. Dora's thoughts and her mood. After all, for me, the attraction of the origin of Xiling is basically equivalent to what the finale of Conan is like-a matter that is far away but has little to do with me, but Sandora is real by my side. Now it seems that my Majesty the Queen wants to have a chance to talk face-to-face with her ancestors, so I should support her.
And I don't think that some resurrected ancestors will have any impact on the order of the new empire: too many things have changed over a long period of time. Today's Xiling apostle and the original body are almost two kinds of creatures. Regardless of the identity of the creator and the ancestor civilization, the ancestors are more symbolic than practical to the new empire. Thinking of this, I suddenly felt that there is a problem that I should confirm immediately, so I stepped forward and stroked Sandora's hair: "If the ancestors are really resurrected, how do you plan to arrange them?"
Sandora was stunned for a moment, apparently she hadn't thought about this question just now.
Bingtis restrained the expression of ruffian that remained unchanged all year round, and said to Sandora with a very serious expression: "You have to know that your ancestors were just mortals, they were afraid of pain, cold, and heat, and their lifespan was limited. , shallow knowledge, they are more likely to be overwhelmed by fear and swallowed by loneliness-these characteristics are not a problem for your servants at all, but the ancestors are not your servants. Let me ask you a question: For a long time, in the minds of the apostles of Xiling What is the image of the ancestors?"
Sandora was silent for a moment, and slowly spoke: "A... image without image. The creator is strange and mysterious to us. Before today, no Xiling apostle has really seen the appearance of the creator, even Even their life forms are half-knowledgeable. The creator erased most of the Primarch’s memory about himself before leaving the Primarch, in order to allow the latter to grow freely, but this has resulted in the current Xiling Apostle having no knowledge of their ancestors. Understand. The creators are the creators. We don’t know what they look like, their life forms, how many people they have, their lifespan and strength, but we know that our beginnings are those creators. This is the apostle of Xiling All impressions of ancestors."
"A faceless spiritual symbol, just like primitive god worship," Bingtis leaned against the wall of the ancient hall with his shoulders in his arms, "Although you are also gods, your feelings for your ancestors are somewhat similar to this primitive god worship You don't need to know the specific form of your ancestors, you just need to know the three words 'creator', and these three words have accompanied you for countless generations. But now—”
As Bingtis spoke, he pointed to the dormant cabin that was being carefully sent to the material transporter by the engineers.
"They appeared in a concrete form, just like you saw just now, an ordinary mortal. Now he lies here in the form of a remains, but if you really turn him into a living person, the The impact can be imagined: from a spiritual idol to an 'ordinary creature' that can be touched, talked and even killed, the mental state of the Apostles of Xiling has always been amazing, so I can ignore the psychological gap that this brings to you , you first solve the problem raised by Chen: how do you arrange these old ancestors?"
Sandora began to struggle: the words "ancestor" can explain the problem very well. First of all, you can't treat these creators like a servant army, and it is absolutely impossible to pull them out to join the army. But it is obviously impossible for them to enter the core of the new empire: In any case, they are only mortal races, and their knowledge is still in ancient times. The logic system of the Xiling apostles determines that they will not let the latter decide the empire because of their ancestors. any business. After comprehensive consideration of all aspects, there is only one way for these ancestors to settle:
Really make offerings like the ancestors, eat, drink, and make offerings, just like raising birds...
Uh, it’s better to raise birds. The birds I raise at home can fly to other worlds every now and then, but does Sandora dare to let those fragile ancestors run around in the void? Especially now that it is still a troubled time, according to the attitude of the fallen apostles towards their home world, if they know that a group of ancestors have been resurrected here in the New Empire, they will definitely go bankrupt and come to join in the fun!
"But anyway, if you really want to resurrect them, I still support it."
When Sandora and I were deep in thought, Bingtis suddenly added something with his arms folded, and Sandora was stunned: "Ah? Then what are the questions you just asked..."
Bingtis spread his hands: "I just analyzed the difficulty of this matter with you, and I didn't tell you not to let you do it. It is important for everyone to figure out your own origin? I used to figure out where I came from. You have been lurking in your parents' house for half a month, don't you know..."
Sandora and I jumped out of the heavy atmosphere of history in an instant, and looked at Bingtis with gritted teeth: "These two things are different!"
After yelling, I was a little impatient and curious: "Uh... what happened after you lurked?"
Sandora squeezed my waist hard from behind, while Bingtis was blushing and shy: "It had a profound impact on my life—it was the first time my father hung me on the porch for such a long time time… "
Sandora looked mad: "You two are a bit out of shape? On such a serious occasion..."
Before Sandora finished speaking, she was interrupted by a little girl's voice from below: "Oh, idiot, I think I know why you have to move my box out when there are people in your room !"
I lowered my head and met the little doll's ruby-like eyes: I'm glad she finally let go of my wrist, but I'm not happy about this girl's weird behavior. Bingtis smirked at the side, and looked at the little doll with a rather twitchy look: "Little girl, sooner or later, you will be hung on the door by your father just like my old lady..."
Sandora collapsed: "...what about our topic at the beginning?"
I patted Sandora on the shoulder comfortingly, reminding her that she had to get used to it. Anyway, a group of people in the family chatted away from the topic, did things and got distracted. It’s not a day or two. The status of Emperor Xiling made me get used to picking up the bowl, eating and putting down the chopsticks. Salvation's jumping life, Qianqian led our family to master the ability to reverse this rhythm of life—what can I say with all this mess.
At this time, Tavel's assistant technicians and those engineers had completed the inspection of all the equipment in the entire hall: they tested the cores of the consoles in turn, trying to find a device that could start up smoothly, or at least be read, but The result is regrettable. These ancient and outdated consoles are obviously not as durable as Imperial products, and the immortal state at the micro level cannot guarantee that the equipment as a whole will not be damaged at the macro level. Their structures are still there, but the core storage has been lost. disappears cleanly over time (so that I don't even have to count on finding home world coordinates from these devices). The staff's only achievement was a small pendant with a portrait on it found under one of the consoles.
The imperial soldier who found the pendant handed it to Sandora, and Bingtis and I leaned over curiously. This small pendant seems to have been a personal item of an operator, probably hung on his clothes or around his neck—it seems that the Xiling ancestors also had some familiar living habits in my opinion. The pendant is only as big as a peach pit. It is made of crystal and shaped like a water drop. A vivid three-dimensional image is created inside it with exquisite techniques. It was a woman in a plain dress with long flowing hair. Because the portrait is very detailed, we can see the woman's appearance clearly: she is not too beautiful, but it gives people a quiet and comfortable feeling. She may have been looking at her lover when this image was taken.
The woman in the pendant stands on a light blue "grass" field, and the shadows of the mountains seem to be vaguely visible in the distance. This is the only image material we have found that may be related to the home world.
There is a gentle nostalgic atmosphere in the pendant. I don't know if this is an illusion, but it does seem to record this mood. This thing should have been sent for analysis and scanning like other material samples on the spacecraft, but Sandora looked at it quietly, and finally handed it to me: "Ah Jun, you keep this first Well, I will be very careless with this kind of thing, and I am afraid that I will accidentally eat it."
Me: "... oh."
Sandora is quite self-aware in this regard.
"The detector has scanned the entire ship," Tavier said suddenly, her core of thinking maintained a real-time connection with the detectors that had been spread out before, and now she is reading the last batch of data from the detector, "There are There are many living areas and material warehouses, but no other remains were found, but many empty fixing brackets were found—that may be used for the escape cabin. It seems that other people on the spaceship were evacuated smoothly, and only the control center remained. The last ones couldn't escape."
"In order to ensure that the spaceship can persist until the evacuation is completed, the survival rate of the core control personnel has always been very low," Sandora was not surprised by this. "They should be trying to control the system that was about to collapse, but they missed the evacuation opportunity."
"How's the test result?" I saw Qianqian and Tavel coming together, knowing that their "time lapse test" had ended. Because Qianqian's control over time is absolute, and no additional equipment is needed to conduct such an experiment, they probably just found an open space to complete the test.
Projects with superficial participation are not serious, but they are as efficient as ever.
"As I guessed," Tavel nodded with a serious expression, "the passage of time has left no traces on these substances at all. Mistress Qianqian let the samples go through millions of years, and the results showed that their atomic lifetimes were not at all No change. But their macroscopic properties were not affected in the slightest. And we found that those substances had a strange property... ”
Tavel said, looking at Qianqian, who happily stretched out her hand to show me a handful of dust in her palm: "No matter how long you let time go forward, you can't make them rot, but let time quickly oscillate back and forth , no matter how solid things are, they become this kind of powder.”
What Qianqian said was really easy: let the time oscillate back and forth quickly, the difficulty of this operation has countless plus signs, and she really dared to say it with a smile. I looked at the handful of black ash in her palm, and tried to think of what it was before, but Tavier answered it before I got out of my brain: "This is the transformation of all the material samples we use in experiments. They came—Originally they weighed 1.75 tons, but now there are only a handful of them. These powders contain a large number of ultra-light elements, and it is meaningless to study their material structure. My subordinates have a guess: the place where the hometown material is located' Immortal states' should be limited, they can only assume an immortal state on a regularly advancing timeline, that is, they remain 'young' over time, but if the timeline is unstable... "
"The ravages of time accumulated over countless billions of years will be 'repaid' in an instant," Sandora pinched a little powder from the palm of Qian Qian's hand, and I was worried that she would throw it into her mouth to taste When she tasted the saltiness (it’s not impossible for her to do this), she turned her head to look at the hibernation cabins that had been completely dismantled, "The remains of the ancestors will also suffer from this kind of impact..."
"The mortal body bypasses the barrier of time and continues to this day in a nearly eternal way. This is playing with fire," Bingtis smacked his lips, "Whether they are voluntary or not, everything in your hometown has violated the most basic It’s a miracle that the rules of the game can be preserved so far, and there are some fatal problems that can’t be helped—in fact, don’t worry too much, except Qianqian, where else can you find such a convulsive timeline.”
Sandora thought about it and thought it made sense, so she stopped talking. But I guess she will soon enact a special protection law for all samples: prevent any factors that may destroy the time continuity from getting close to the homeland substance. The destructiveness of time "return" is too violent, and with Tavel's ability, he can't figure out how to avoid this "return" effect in a short time, so he can only do as much as possible to things from his hometown. special protection.
After confirming that there is nothing more worthy of our personal attention in the wreckage, everyone returned to the ground station, ready to be sent to the engineering mothership to leave here. Those assistant technicians, engineers, and groups of autonomous machines will be left on this planet. Their task is to transfer the entire wreckage to the asteroid belt base intact after completing the on-site inspection. Sandora issued a death order: not a single scum on the wreckage can fall, so now those assistant technicians are strictly implementing Her Majesty's order to accurately measure the wreckage down to the molecular level...
We plan to pack up and transport this pile of wreckage back to Shadow City, and then build a memorial hall for it and store it in a place like that. Its scientific value is not great: Tavel can scan it thoroughly in one day, and reproduce countless identical ones—the value of this wreck lies in its "historical significance." Although this statement is a bit new when it is used on the apostles of Xiling, the fact is that although the apostles of Xiling are a bit rigid and pay too much attention to "pragmatism", they are not without any "sentiment". , They also build memorial halls and engage in cultural undertakings. Monument Square in Shadow City is the last example.
Now that we have a wealth of items from our homeland, even relics from our creators, it's only natural that we have commemorative facilities to match.
I am very grateful that Bingtis didn't propose to Sandora to collect tickets after hearing about this plan. It's not that the female hooligan didn't think of this, but she knew that if she really said this, I'm afraid I wouldn't even plan to protect her...
We have to stay in this desolate and remote world for a few days, anyway, there is nothing to worry about in the empire now. Sandora and I are here to personally supervise the project progress of the team of scientists. Among them, Sandora has already organized people to verify the feasibility of resurrecting the ancestors, and I am waiting for the engineering team busy on the world barrier to find any clues about the home world. . Tavel created another mass projection in front of me the next day. This new projection is responsible for studying the traces of space warping left over from the last space flash: this is also one of the attempts to find the home world. Now that we don't have clear coordinates, we can only make these helpless attempts.
But what everyone didn't expect was that the first thing we discovered was not related to the home world.
We found traces of Harlan.
(By the way, let me tell you something, the manga version of Xiling Empire has started to be serialized in Manwang Magazine, and the first issue will be released on the 10th of this month-although it is different from the plot of the novel, but those who like to complain can support it. In addition Don’t care about the character setting—just watch the plot and complain!) RS