(Ask for a monthly pass! That’s right! Ask for a monthly pass at the end of each month! I will never forget to ask for a pass! Let’s try to break through the monthly pass, shall we?)
Regarding the various information revealed by Abyss Xiling in this appearance, we have been discussing until the evening, and everyone believes that we should adopt the most cautious attitude: doubt anything that Abyss Xiling said, and be suspicious of the actions of the fallen apostles The policy remains the same, while strengthening inspections on the borders of the empire, and doubling the number of monitoring posts on the borders of the abyss empire. The last point was brought up by Sandora. She thought that the high-profile appearance of Abyss Xiling might indicate that the fallen apostles would have a relatively large action. No matter what the other party's idea was, sending out the sentry first would always be a universal and effective solution. means.
Tavel was ordered to further analyze the Rift Valley. The cause of the Rift Valley mentioned by Abyss Xiling may have some reference value, and Tavel still has a lot of free research power at hand. We asked Tavel to separate a thread to specialize Follow up on this and see if you can find a way to control the latter based on its cause. We don't expect to be able to close this channel, but we may be able to prevent it from continuing to move around. A fixed and visible threat is naturally much less harmful than the current erratic rift that only Xiling can find. up. In the next step, we will find a way to deploy network defense lines around the rift valley, firewalls, information monitoring points, sentinel programs, and more robust underlying protocols. No matter what means are used. The Apostles of Xiling are not only powerful on the battlefield in the real world. As a race with an innate spiritual network, their network technology should not be underestimated. The Rift Valley will be completely harmless, but at least when the Fallen Apostle invades the empire network through the Rift Valley, these protective measures will make it difficult for the enemy to move - we have to consider the enemy's technological advantages, and the New Empire really has no way Uploading ordinary Xiling apostles to the Internet does not mean that the fallen apostles do not have this technology. Abyss Xiling has been studying the rift for at least tens of thousands of years. If she can upload the fallen apostles to the Internet, then I am not at all. Not surprisingly.
In fact, if I have to say it, the spiritual network of the new empire now has the most powerful defense mechanism, that is the power of void creatures: the entire empire network is permeated with information disturbances from the void, and these disturbances are very important to the members of the new empire. It is the source of power that allows them to gradually transform into gods, but it is like a poison to the fallen apostles. Unless Abyss Xiling achieves some kind of incredible breakthrough, once she organizes an invasion in the spiritual network, she will inevitably face staggering additional battle damage: her army will continue to be turned into members of the new empire during the attack, and turn around attack herself.
This situation is more interesting, because the reverse is also true: if the army of the new empire forcibly attacks the fallen apostles (whether in reality or on the Internet), then soldiers will continue to be polluted by the abyss and become enemies, turning their heads Come to attack the imperial army, this is a debuff for everyone: in away games, the chance of battle damage is directly doubled.
Void power and abyss power, although the former is higher than the latter in terms of rank, but based on the current strength of the new empire and the abyss empire, if the two legions fight in each other's territory, it is really hard to say who will transform who, anyway I'm sure, if I hung up on the network of the Fallen Apostle and faced the spiritual sea of hundreds of millions of people, I would be banished to the void and resurrected within two hours.
Take Abyss Xiling in order to send a
Even if she dared to treat Harlan's entire army as an outcast, I guess she would be happy to trade half of her abyss empire for my life: this is a person who can do whatever it takes for the outcome of the battle. It is precisely because of the other party's behavior style that we decided to set up more lines of defense on the network: simply using the information disturbance power of void creatures to protect the network may not be able to stop the spirit of Abyss Xiling's reckless spirit. Once she rushes over with her own strength, then we will die...
As for 70,000 years ago, whether it was the void power that I escaped that caused the fallen apostles to survive as a legion to this day, or even whether I indirectly contributed to the birth of the species "Fallen apostles" is a very embarrassing topic. Bingtis has no face, no skin, no heart, no heart, and she is not ashamed to get entangled in this topic. In the end, this matter was handed over by Sandora to the staff group and the database management center, so that they could learn from those ancient records (especially the ones inherited from the fifteen-day area about the division of concepts and the opening of void creatures to save the world) record) to see if there are any clues.
Although this matter is very depressing, but thinking about it the other way around, if it is true, it might not be a good thing. Tavel said this: "If the power of the void is added as a buffer element to the transformation process of the fallen apostle , maybe we can establish a real 'transformation model', we can use this to confirm the birth mechanism of the Fallen Apostle, grasp how the enemy came, and then we can better study how the enemy disappeared. Theoretically, this is the case."
We have never been able to understand the details of the transformation of the fallen apostles. We don’t know how they changed from a sane creature to what they are now under the influence of the power of the abyss. Tavel has conducted many simulations at the theoretical model level. The conversion rate obtained is lower than the number and intensity of the fallen apostles in reality, so I once thought that this conversion could not be explained by existing technology, and there was not even a mathematical model, but Tavel guaranteed with the personality of a scientist that she We believe that there are no special cases outside the mathematical model for everything in the world, but we just haven't found a certain key parameter: now this parameter may be a small amount of void disturbance.
"After this model is established, we will be able to send the fallen apostles back to their hometowns to get married in units of legions!"
After returning from Shadow City, Sandora said this with a smile full of anticipation, and she did not hesitate to set a flag for the enemy.
I sat in the living room in a daze. There were too many and complicated things that happened today. With my nerves that have been honed over time, I also felt that this day was too dreamy, so now I am busy rebuilding the three views. Bingtis is still stuck in my soul, that female hooligan has no strength to curse people now, she can only complain about her bad luck, about Sandora and others tossing her body, Complaining about the weather, the brightness of the sun, gravitation, and even the rustic clothes I wear today...
"You should pay attention to your image and wear the temperament of a national leader. I suggest you choose a black dress..."
I have lived with this female hooligan for most of the day, and I am exhausted: "...you shut up, please..."
"The concubine's body is boring! You are the shell of the concubine's body now! The concubine's body should not wear a fifteen-dollar shirt and Qipi Niang's pants! The concubine's body should wear a skirt..."
I took out my trump card: "If you talk nonsense again, I'll go shave."
Bingtis imagined what it would be like to shave her beard from her own perspective, and she fell silent for a while. I imagined that she must be trembling.
"How long will we be stuck like this?" Bingtis was silent for less than five minutes, before opening her mouth cautiously.
"It depends on when I'm free to go to God Realm these two days. How many do you think on the Empire's side can solve the problem of out-of-control magic?"
Bingtis thought about my schedule: to follow up on the resurrection of the ancestors, to entertain thousands of small guests, to have a bunch of new weapon research and development plans, to study with Harlan how to form the abyss world, and to cooperate with the research The transformation mechanism of the fallen apostle... She desperately sang the tone-deaf ending song of the 1983 version of A Dream of Red Mansions in my mind-I wonder where she heard this song.
The voice from my own consciousness can’t be blocked, just like you can’t stop your own thinking, I endure the bombardment of Bingtis’ out-of-key strings, because I understand the depressed mood of this female hooligan, but I have to find something to divert my attention...
While thinking this way, I heard a small exclamation from the second floor, and then there was an intermittent piano sound—piano? who is playing the piano
There is indeed a piano at home, but it is just a decoration like many other strange things in the house. It was bought by Qianqian last year. She wanted to learn to play the piano on a whim, but it turns out that the girl has a little musical talent None: If it weren't for the barriers around the house, I guess the sound of her playing the piano would have called the NSA over—so the piano would have become a decoration. Now there are only two people in the family who can play the piano. One is Lin Xue, who is a well-born lady, and the other is Xiao Xue, who was forced by Lin Xue to learn piano for two years. Hotel California is like a California guest house. I’ve seen Xiaoxue play the piano. It’s a two-finger Zen. The only song she can play with two fingers is "Little Star"...
Now the commotion upstairs is obviously not from those girls: although it is intermittent, the tune is quite normal.
And more importantly, it is not "Little Star". A while ago, I was almost fed up with Xiaoxue playing "Little Star" with two fingers.
I used the intermittent piano sound upstairs to help block out Bingtis's nonsense in my mind, and ran to observe the situation curiously. I went upstairs and went straight to the room where the piano was placed. Finally, I opened the door and saw the chair in front of the piano. no one on...
But a large group of three-inch goddesses fell on the piano.
Dozens of wild jingles stood neatly on the small strip in front of the piano keyboard, all of them looked happy. They are so small that each of them can only strike two keys at a time: by jumping up hard. A jingle with twin ponytails stood on the keyboard cover of the piano as the conductor, holding a sheet music several laps larger than her and running around. Just jump up hard and then jump down quickly, the exercise of playing the piano is enough to run a 20,000-meter marathon.
They actually played a complete piece of music in this way!
This kind of performance must require extremely high cooperation and dedication: for this group of small brains, it is definitely impossible not to be involved, so they didn't see me when I entered the door, and a bunch of little guys were still playing with great interest... Uh, Dancing on the piano, I don't know where they found the score, and I haven't heard the melody myself, but it still sounds very pleasant: of course, it may be that the strange and interesting scene in front of me makes people feel very happy. This row of little ones is busy jumping on the keys, some are already in a hurry, and some are so leisurely that they just need to go up and step on it for a long time. Finally, the score came to the end, and a series of rapid repeated syllables made someone standing on the edge of the keyboard Unluckily, Douding was jumping up and down almost to the point of having an afterimage, swinging his two short legs that looked like toothpicks, and he was twitching there—finally, he still missed the beat.
At the end of the song, two-thirds of Douding was lying on the keys he was in charge of, panting with his tongue out, and the other third had almost nothing to do during the whole process, so he started chirping excitedly...
"It's over, it's over," Douding, who was in charge of the finale, crawled around on the keyboard, bringing up a series of notes, "Ke Lulu stopped playing, so she's so tired..."
"This thing is called a piano, Ding Dong said," the little guy who was carrying the music score jumped off the keyboard cover, "This thing should be invented by people on earth to practice group gymnastics, Paqiqi said."
I think this little guy's way of thinking is very problematic. Who else can use the piano to practice group gymnastics except you guys who are only three inches tall!
"Ah! It's His Majesty the Emperor!" At this moment, a little girl finally noticed the person in the room and flew over. Her greeting made the scene very lively, and the three-inchers who liked to act in groups were all in a hurry. He rushed up and circled around my head. Fortunately, Ding Dong usually does this all day long, otherwise he would feel a little dizzy.
The psychological decompression effect of the three-inch goddess is remarkable. When I am with these little guys, I can temporarily put all the troubles behind me: so I stopped thinking about Abyss Xiling and Bingtis for a moment The fact that is stuck inside itself. I found that there were only a few dozen little ones here, and after I asked, I realized that the others had completely dispersed. This group of highly mobile puppies should have spread to various places in Shadow City and Avalon—City of Heaven It is not open for the time being, otherwise they will definitely go to Tianjie City to form a dozen tour groups.
The group of three-inch men in front of them are "music and sports lovers" among the wild jingles. For various reasons, the goddesses of life have always regarded music and sports as a whole.
I looked at the room, only to find that there are traces of the activities of these three-inch men everywhere: the guitar by the wall fell down, the violin was thrown in the bed, and two flutes were also placed on the windowsill: these things are not It means that our family is full of music, and it can only mean that for a period of time Qianqian thought that he might have musical talents, and this was all the sin of that girl's painstaking efforts.
I chatted with Wild Jingle One and knew that they had tried every instrument in the room, only to find out that only the piano could master it: a bean trying to play a guitar was shot by the guitar strings (like a slingshot), trying to Douding, who was playing the violin, couldn't hold the bow. Douding, who was trying to play the flute, found that his mouth was not as large as the air hole, and he couldn't make any movement after holding it for a long time—their lung capacity was probably calculated in milliliters. So in the end they had to practice group gymnastics on the piano.
"It was like this at the time—" A little thing I didn't know enthusiastically showed me how to play the guitar. Douding was holding a guitar string, and his little wings fluttered and pulled back. Before he could let go, he persisted. Stopped, only heard a "hum" tremor, and the little one was thrown to the wall with a snap.
"Um... I get it so you don't have to demonstrate..."
"It's so strange." A little guy named Paqiqi was drilling into the piano to study why this thing made sound, when he suddenly remembered something and flew straight to me, "I felt it just now, you My soul is not the same as when we first met! There is a familiar smell, as if it came from the God Realm... "
"Because my old lady is stuck inside!"
Bingtis' voice resounded through the mental channel, and a group of little ones flew away in fright: the female hooligans are born with an aura, and this group of three-inch men really can't bear it.
"Well, thank you for your amused performance, my mother is in a much better mood now," Bingdis paused, and muttered, "I was almost depressed before..."
Before Bingtis finished speaking, he heard a shallow voice from downstairs: "Ajun! Ajun! My sister is calling you to come down for dinner!"
"Oh, let's eat first." I was already in a good mood, and I waved to the little ones who were running around not far away with a smile on my face, "Ding Dong probably took other people to eat somewhere else, you and us Let's go together. By the way, Bingtis, you don't seem to be able to eat now, is that okay?"
"...Your uncle, my wife is still depressed."
In terms of the number of people alone, this is definitely the largest meal in our family: because this time, dozens of happy beans were added. I'm glad Ding Dong has taken away most of them, otherwise you can imagine how lively a family dinner attended by thousands of people would be. These little guys don't take up much space, and dozens of them can't take up a seat. However, they have a problem with eating and jingling, that is, they like to run around on the table: for them, the food on this table is like a jungle. Like an adventure, finding another dish after crossing mountains and ridges can make them yell and twitter for a long time, calling for friends and companions to invite people to eat. I even saw a little girl drawing a map with a pen in her hand. She was responsible for helping others find the location of vegetarian dishes, but after Qianqian dragged the two dishes to me, the little girl’s map was scrapped...
I have to be careful everywhere, for fear that when I put down the chopsticks to pick up vegetables, I will poke over a certain goddess who is lying on the plate holding bean sprouts or celery. Will poke that little thing over with a chopstick, this time the chance has been directly increased dozens of times—just now Qian Qian was sloppy, picked up Ke Lulu and dipped it in the sauce dish: she thought it was a vegetable, and similar incidents It's definitely happened to Clank before.
While wiping the face of the little one named Ke Lulu, I was glad that I didn’t eat hot pot today, although similar things happened to Ding Dong... RS