(I'm thinking about it, I can still ask for another wave of monthly tickets on the 5th today...)
God Realm, Library Tower. *Literary Museum*
This tall tower has a very weird spatial structure, and its weirdness is not just the simple fact that thousands of book collection towers in the God Realm share a single space. In a small number of fixed areas of the library tower, there are more than a dozen functional halls including the hall of knowledge, and hundreds of "libraries" open to all Protoss. The ancient area is also the foundation of this tower. Outside of these areas, Gu Ling, who is in charge of managing the library tower, has created a larger number of "virtual storage areas" according to needs. These huge spaces that change at any time are erratic and elusive in the twisted and complicated internal structure of the library tower. It may appear as an ancient library, or it may be an empty castle suddenly appearing on a certain level of the tower, or it may even be another tower of books suddenly connected to the Hall of Knowledge. The virtual storage area occupies four-fifths of the tower's "capacity" and can expand or shrink at any time: it depends on how the ancient spirit who manages the tower plans his recent growth direction. Only the most experienced protoss scholars know the transformation rules of all virtual storage areas, and only one tenth of these scholars have the ability and authority to read the entire huge data library. The intricate but orderly spatial structure of this tower is difficult to describe in words, and I am sure that the largest database ever built by the Empire cannot compare with it: its history is so long that it is almost Beyond the scope defined by the concept of "time", the Tower of Books records a large amount of knowledge that cannot be described by time, and even drifts outside the world and has nothing to do with the time axis. It is precisely because of this that we can use it to find the knowledge The oldest material, in the era when Xiling's ancestors had not left their hometown.
Father God opened a portal, under his introduction. I just realized that the hall I am in can only be regarded as the "surface space" of the library tower. This place called the Hall of Knowledge is like the public reading area of the library. Go deeper into this "library".
Through this dark portal, I found myself in a twisted and weird space.
This is a place without up, down, left, or right. You can't see the walls that should belong to the building, nor the ceiling and the ground. It is surrounded by endless chaos, and the dim color bands are like nebulae in the deep space of the universe. Flying far away. Can not be expected. This place reminds me of the assembly hall I saw on the mysterious side parent star in the 15th sky zone. The eerie feeling of this distorted space is always so similar. In front of his eyes, a pale golden long bridge was suspended in the air, extending to an irregular platform hundreds of meters away, and more long bridges or stairs extended from that platform. Leading in all directions. Twisted roads, floating stairs, abrupt suspension bridges, and two wide avenues stretching out in this strange space. It seems that there is some kind of plan: like the capillaries in the human body. I set my sights in the distance and saw that most of these aerial roads lead to some halls and pavilions floating in mid-air: normal-looking buildings, which are probably virtual storage areas.
So this place should be a place similar to a space hub in the library tower.
Father God and Sauvre were waiting not far ahead, watching me react from the trance. The former waved to this side: "Come here and have a look, I'll tell you what I think."
I quickly followed, not forgetting to turn my head to make sure: Bingtis' dazed body was still following behind me. It seems that although she has lost the ability to think, this body still remembers what everyone told her when she set off. Follow me every step of the way.
"I have been to this place before," Bingtis' soul said, "This is the deep layer of the library tower, where the virtual storage area and the real storage area meet. Generally, only scholars will come here, and ordinary students are not allowed to enter. But back then, I was the president and vice president of the student union, a study committee member, a student representative, an administrator of the association, a representative of the college, and a top student. The ancient spirit of the library tower let me in as soon as I had a brain."
"Here you can look up some more abstract information." Father God interrupted the chatter between me and Bingtis, and I saw a large number of flashing runes floating around him, and these runes seemed to rise from the platform under our feet Des: Any facility in the library tower seems to be able to be used as a "reading terminal", which is quite convenient "I plan to start from the continuity of the time axis, so that I can trace all the universes that have had indirect connections with your home world, It can eliminate more than half of the targets at once."
The timeline is an important clue that Father God just thought of.
Seeing my doubts, Father God patiently explained: "Time is a concept that only makes sense within the mathematical system, and it will end with the extinguishment of the universe: if the world ends and all information in this universe is gone, If it can spread outside the world barrier before the doomsday, then this universe will become a 'black body', a completely closed and locked unknowable system. Anything that happened inside it can no longer be known to the outside world. Its history It will also become meaningless, just like a person who dies before he can speak, everything he knows will be brought into the coffin with death. The end of the world is a more thorough erasure of information than death, it will delete all the history it has ever recorded. An object that cannot be perceived at all and will not have any influence on the outside world does not exist to the outside world. This is the 'black body' on the information level. "
"However, if this universe is connected to other worlds before it goes out, then its timeline can continue along this connection and run in other closed systems. Even if the world ends, even if everything in that system is destroyed Erase, the fact that it once had 'contact' with other worlds will not disappear, so it left its time records in other worlds, this is the key clue."
I nodded knowingly. This part of knowledge sounds complicated, but I can’t understand it. When I established the Space-Time Administration, I was bombarded by Tavel with related theories. I don’t know how many times, even if I can’t understand all of it Can also understand a little bit.
"That is to say, the ancestors left their home world and came into contact with other worlds, so they added some marks to the normal time axis of other worlds... Can you find your home world along these marks?"
"No." Father God shook his head, "If it's that simple, wouldn't you find the coordinates of your hometown directly from your ancestors? Through the time axis mark, we can only confirm which world has had information intersection with other worlds, and the approximate time when the intersection occurred And the degree. Sauvre, now list all the suspected targets just now, and then block all the traces of the timeline left by the Protoss... "
Sauvre nodded. At the same time, a crystallized cylinder more than one meter high appeared beside him. He lightly touched the top of the cylinder. Immediately, the massive amount of information and the starry world snapshot mark that he saw in the Hall of Knowledge appeared again. When we came out, the few of us seemed to be enveloped by a swirling nebula. Sauvre seems to have entered something on the crystal cylinder (I can't understand how these protoss facilities are used). Those voluminous data tables were quickly refreshed.
Large expanses of golden "stars" are losing their color to grayish blotches before dissipating into the sky, and charts of dire scale are quickly covered in gray footnotes. I can see it: the ones marked in gray are the excluded targets.
"There is only one kind of mark in the timeline records of these worlds, which is left by the gods who managed or observed these worlds at that time." Father God pointed to the files that are being classified at a speed visible to the naked eye. Time axis disturbance records. It means that they have not had contact with visitors from other worlds, and the civilization in this world has not been able to escape the universe before the end, these must be ruled out... eh?"
Father God suddenly fell silent halfway through his speech, and his eyes fell on a file in the distance. The expression is very puzzled.
"What's wrong?" I also couldn't understand the control system of the Protoss, and I didn't find anything unusual about those materials at all.
"This part of the record is not quite right, there are some inexplicable footnotes here." Father God pointed forward. A set of data immediately moved to us "here." Additional log of the observer. Reported to the commander of the 12th Legion of the Expeditionary Army: A large number of unknown sources of external information were found in the proto-universe. The amount of information was very small, but the complexity exceeded the threshold. Judgment It is very likely to come from higher intelligent creatures. All the information is from the same source, and it is determined to come from the same group of intelligent creatures. The source of information is abnormal and does not belong to any intelligent species in the known quadrant. Follow up investigation.'”
"Is that information left by the ancestors?" I suddenly felt hopeful.
"No, that's not right." Bingtis's brain suddenly became flexible at this time, and she rushed to deny my guess. "These materials must have been left before the ancestors of Xiling fled, so they have nothing to do with the ancestors of the apostles."
I raised my eyebrows: "Why?"
"You are stupid—the abyss impact had already occurred when the ancestors of Xiling fled. According to their description, the scale of the impact may be larger than when the old empire collapsed. After such a large-scale impact, I am afraid that all the surrounding worlds will be destroyed. Wounded—none of the records here mentions the discovery of the abyss, and all reports are normal, which shows that they must be the data before the ancestors of Xiling escaped from their home world."
I suddenly realized that what Bingtis said made sense. Then I started thinking: what does this record mean
It means that all those worlds have been "patronized" by a civilization that has the ability to travel through the void at will, then this civilization must be quite powerful. But... this piece of information seems useless, because it can't prove that these "visited" universes are on the exile route of the ancestors. I looked at Father God puzzled, and the other party recovered from his thoughts: "What I find strange is other aspects, and it has nothing to do with ancestor Xiling... If this record is true, then the Twelfth Legion of the Expeditionary Army passed by There should be a very civilized mortal civilization, at least a group of civilizations that can travel through the void at will. Do you know how rare this is?"
"... You didn't find this awesome race later?"
"I'm sure there are only a handful of mortal civilizations that haven't reached this level of "Father's Absolutely." Every one has records, but I don't recall any civilization that was discovered by the expeditionary force on the road. Leave this record It was an observer. In the expeditionary force, this is a type of scout soldier acting alone. He must have reported this information to his superiors, but the Twelfth Legion failed to find this unknown civilization. It seems that there is also There are no further reports left by that observer. Those are things that strike me as odd."
Father God said, shrugging suddenly: "Ah, of course, this shouldn't have much to do with the information you're looking for, it's just that I suddenly became interested in this record. This is really a record from a long, long time ago. The people who did this have forgotten about it. I have to pay attention to the Twelfth Legion when I have time. After so many years, they should have reorganized countless times... "
"It's not easy to make you feel the passage of time," I said from the bottom of my heart. The master in front of him who can regard the 500 million-year plan as a short-term plan finally realized that the vicissitudes of life are hard to come by.
As soon as I was halfway through my words, I heard a low hissing sound coming from all around, and then the images shrouded in the surrounding flickered violently like a short circuit on a monitor, and then disappeared.
I:"… "
Not to mention that even the operating system used in this place will crash! What little hope I have for the Protoss is all in here!
"Exceeded the screening threshold. It seems that the processing power of a single ancient spirit is still limited. The rest can only be continued after Sauvre has debugged the higher-level system." Father God shook his head with regret, and explained by the way that he mentioned it many times." What the hell is the ancient spirit? "The ancient spirit is the manager evolved by the library tower itself. It is invisible and qualityless. It is not life. They are the embodiment of information and knowledge. It is integrated with the library tower, which is probably similar to what you call "operation" System'. Usually a single ancient spirit can complete the general search work, but this time the workload is too large, let's wait until the personnel and ancient spirits are in place."
I think today's work may only end here. Although I wrote a letter a few days ago to ask Star Domain to prepare the huge data library. But now it seems that the scale of these ancient records from countless years ago still exceeds the expectations of God the Father, and the "ancient spirit" used to process the data is simply too busy. No one can do anything about this somewhat regrettable situation. I can see that Sauvre is doing his best. So he waved his hand to Father God: "Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry, work slowly and carefully. By the way, this time, I really troubled you. I didn't expect that there would be such a big commotion after checking these materials."
"It's okay, I'm idle anyway." Father God smiled meekly, "Hey, let's go to Bingtis' house today, right?"
I thought of Bing Daddy and Bing Mama who ran away resolutely before, and for some reason, I suddenly felt a chill rushing from the top of my head to the soles of my feet, and I had a cold war to shake this unreasonable feeling out of my mind, showing helplessness to Father God The expression on her face: "I can't help it. My daughter is still bound to me. If you come to God Realm, you must let Bingtis go home."
"Then see you tomorrow." Father God's eyes fell on Bingtis (body) who was following me, and he brought the elders to see the bear child's dumbfounded expression, "I wanted to keep you for dinner—I After several days of research, I finally know how to make egg-filled pancakes.”
I hurriedly said goodbye and left—leek box egg-filled pancakes, you said that I crossed the void and came to the God Realm, if my three meals a day still consisted of these, what a tragedy it would be!
When I came out of the library tower, I noticed that it was already night outside. It seemed that I had been delayed in that magical space for too long, and I wondered if Father Bing and Mother Bing would think that I kidnapped their daughter and never came back.
The night in the God Realm is not dark. The surrounding halls and the castles, palaces and cathedrals suspended in the air emit a soft halo under the night, which contrasts with the mysterious floating light bands in the sky. Under the guidance of Bingtis, I jumped to the outskirts of the "Garden" city through space teleportation, and looked at this huge circular city from a small hillside. The "Garden" filled with light seemed to be reflected on the ground The bright moon, and those isolated temples suspended in mid-air are like light particles floating from the moon: no matter how many times you see it, you can't help but admire it...
"it's beautiful-"
The Obsidian Palace quietly appeared behind us, and the dark red light pouring out of the long and narrow stained glass windows made me notice that Bingtis's house had appeared: her house was a building in a different space. The floating temple will only stop for a while in reality when people come in and out. I turned around and saw a young woman with short silver hair standing in front of the Obsidian Palace, dressed in housekeeper attire with a meticulous expression, she was the housekeeper of the Bingtis family, Mo.
"Welcome to visit, His Majesty the Emperor. Welcome home, Miss. Dinner is ready."
The housekeeper said with an extremely decent manner, and then stared at the dead fish-eyed Bingtis standing next to me, until Bingtis' soul couldn't help but shouted in the spiritual connection: "Don't look! I'm here!"
"Miss, who is this?" Mo asked curiously, it seems that Father Bing and Mother Bing haven't told her what happened to Bingtis.
"It's just stuck, I haven't seen the magic out of control."
"Oh, it turns out that Missy, you are studying those weird things again." Mo suddenly nodded with understanding.
It seems that everyone knows the dark history of Bingtis's "scientific research" in the past, so that the housekeeper is not surprised when she sees that her eldest lady is stuck in someone else's body.
We walked towards the palace under the leadership of Mo. The door with a human face at the entrance of the palace seemed to have just woken up from a nap, and greeted us with a snort: "Oh, welcome, Duke Blanche and Elise Miss… "
This stupid door didn't name people right!