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It seems that there is indeed something wrong with the world management system of the Protoss, but it is a pity that I can't help this time - not only I can't help, even the most knowledgeable experts in the empire can't help this time, The world management system is not a project that can be jointly carried out in the past. It is used by the Protoss from the beginning to the end. The Apostles of Xiling obviously can't play this thing.
But I guess the protoss don't need us to worry about it. See what Bingtis means. Although the "large-scale crash" is more concerned by the Pantheon this time, it hasn't caused too much turmoil. It seems that this is not too serious for the protoss. In addition, this is also their internal matter, so I'd better stop worrying about it.
Ding Dong and Uncle Kenser returned to the God Realm early the next morning. It is said that there are quite a few management gods who returned to the God Realm this time. Except for those who encountered serious failures like Uncle Kenser, many of them encountered Although there are routine alarms, but the situation is likely to be related to this incident, there may be hundreds or even thousands of management gods. "Hundreds and thousands" may be a small number compared to the total number of Protoss territories in the void, but this is already hundreds of times the number of people who encounter system failures in the same period of time on weekdays, and as time goes by, this The number is still rising rapidly. I hope that there will be no big troubles in the God Realm.
Bingtis is a gold-level academic master, of course there will be no problems with her self-made management system, so now this female hooligan can just sit on the sofa and eat sunflower seeds lazily with me. Discuss this collective crash event: "In fact, the impact of this matter itself is not too great. The most serious system failure encountered so far is to restart the management terminal, and every world has redundant management groups. Even if the world The management system has completely collapsed, and the universe will not end immediately. For the local management gods, it is a small problem that is easy to deal with. Ding Dong can handle it. The only problem now is that these situations happen too badly. Look at the God Realm, it’s time to go on an expedition, and suddenly a bunch of things in the house go wrong, so no one is in a hurry... The Pantheon should be going crazy right now."
While combing Alaya's feathers, I raised my head and glanced at this female hooligan: "As an expert in the fields related to the God Realm, you are still living in other people's homes at this time, eating, drinking, and eating melon seeds. Are you not guilty at all?"
Bingdiste shook his head shamelessly: "I am the senior commander of the Xiling Apostle, so there is nothing to be ashamed of sitting in the capital of the empire at this time."
Me: "... Believe it or not, I will record your speech and send it to your dad. He will chase you across the universe when the time comes."
"Actually, I really can't help you when I go back," Bingtis waved his hand, with a serious expression on his face, "It's a personal hobby for me to study the world management system, even if I reach the level where I can write the system myself. That's fine." It belongs to Ye Luzi, and it is incomparable with that group of experts."
I looked at Sister Bing in surprise. It is rare to see this arrogant female hooligan say such submissive words on weekdays. It seems that she always complains about it as "a bunch of old antiques guarding antiques and studying antiques." "The Pantheon is really an unfathomable place. It seems to have a very wide scope of management, not only including personnel and administration in the God Realm. It still manages the intelligence collection of various worlds under the leadership of the God Realm, and now it seems that it is also in charge of scientific research and emergency dispatch, which seem to be completely irrelevant. Is there anything else they can't manage
"Pantheon is a relatively general term." Bingtis waved his hands carelessly when he heard my doubts. "This is a common name. It means 'ten thousand temples', referring to many temples. In charge of many different things. Because there are too many temples and various names, we usually refer to them collectively as the Pantheon, and when we call one of them, we simply call it 'Pantheon'—just like the 'Pantheon' in the population of the earth. 'Authority' and 'government' mean the same thing. But no matter how diverse the Pantheon is, there is always one thing in common: they are all antiques."
Me: "... Hey, I keep making mistakes! I thought that temple was called the Pantheon!"
"A temple with ten thousand gods?" Bingtis rolled his eyes, "Isn't that just a dormitory?"
I was speechless, thinking that in the future I would no longer be able to casually make up these ambiguous sentences. The difference between Wan×Shendian and Wanshen×Dian is really amazing...
At this time, a few black figures the size of a palm suddenly jumped onto the coffee table in front of me and Bingtis, interrupting our chat. How many little crows like this have been produced or hatched? I only know that these little girls in black clothes who are only the size of a palm will be seen at home and in Shadow City anytime and anywhere. Usually, most of the little crows will merge with Sha Niao and live in a mysterious different space. It's no surprise that guys run everywhere. For these little guys who haven't completely got rid of the habits of birds, and even their language is still "cheeping" in various tones, I have always regarded them as cute animals, although theoretically they will be the future crow gods They are goddesses, but sometimes goddesses do not conflict with cute things—think about Ding Dong.
This group of little ones came here to look for food. As soon as they jumped onto the table, they ran straight to Bingtis' melon seed plate, and then each of them held a melon seed and gnawed it up, looking as clever as a squirrel, and then I I found that they quickly ate up the melon seed shells, and then threw the melon seeds on the table...
"Why are the three biological views related to that little bird not so normal?" Bingtis stared dumbfounded at the little girls who were hand-made. She curiously picked up the melon seeds thrown on the table and fed them to her. One of the little crows, the latter ate it obediently, but immediately vomited it all out, "They seem to come here to eat melon seed husks...Chen, why is your expression a little weird?" ?”
Me: "... the little crow gave me a lot of crushed melon seeds yesterday afternoon, I was so touched for a long time. I thought that girl had finally grown up and sensible... It's all leftovers from these little things!"
Said Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, I just mentioned the little crow. That silly bird came down from the stairs together with the bastard fox, and the two seemed to be talking and laughing, and they seemed to get along very well. A group of little crows who were happily eating sunflower seeds on our side saw their "mother" appear, and immediately uttered a chirping sound like a baby bird calling for a kiss, and then all flew over—OK , In fact, there is no fluttering sound, but the actions of these little ones are too bird-like, so I subconsciously added sound effects to them.
This is a bunch of little ones with their own sound effects.
The little crow carefully stuffed a few fissures into his hair (I don't know how those little ones hid after being stuffed in). Then I ran to me with the fox, and the silly bird excitedly tugged at my sleeve and shook it back and forth, his face almost glowing: "Master, master! We are going to form a group!"
I was thinking about inquiring about the handful of melon seeds yesterday, when I was taken aback by Little Crow's nonsensical words: "Combination?"
"It's just to form a group with Sister Fox!" The little crow nodded vigorously, as if this was enough to explain the cause and effect of the whole thing, and the bastard fox also nodded slightly reservedly, pretending that he was mature, stable and moody Yu Se—but her tail wags like a Hot Wheels. Obviously, this second-hand product is not calm.
My head was made bigger than the two by these two thoughtless girls, and I struggled to ask for a long time before I finally figured out the whole thing—the two were watching TV upstairs and saw Various combinations of singers.
The little crow and the bastard fox thought of many things at the same time: as a big man, he needs a name, and as an important retainer (self-appointed) of the empire, he also needs a name. The most important thing is that they also thought of the one who only heard the beginning yesterday story, although I don't know what the content of that fable is. But judging from the title, both girls think that the fox and the crow should form a combination...
You said how idle they are usually to toss about these messy things all day long!
"So... what's the name of your group?" I've already been exhausted by the imaginative guys who come out of my house from time to time, and I don't care to compare the truth with them, so I can only follow the train of thought of the two girls.
The little crow rolled his eyes and thought about it, and suddenly showed a happy expression: "It is the master who called us yesterday. Birds and beasts!"
I slapped my head: "Change to another one!"
The little crow was thinking hard, trying to dig out her not-so-rich vocabulary. Finally came up with another one: "Then the chickens will fly!"
This time I haven't spoken yet, the bastard fox was the first to be reluctant: "I'm not a dog! I'm Master Fox Immortal!"
"But the master said you are a canine."
"The canine family is not the same as a dog, and you are not a chicken, chickens are domestic fowl, crows are wild fowl..."
"But I'm domesticated..." The little crow became confused for a moment, then turned to look at me, "Master, master, am I a domestic bird or a wild bird?"
I'm going crazy right now: "..."
At this time, Bingtis was holding back her laughter and her six-pack abs were about to show. She patted the coffee table vigorously like an epileptic: "Puha... why are the guys next to you more funny than the other... These two can be called a combination of beasts. At least it can be explained biologically!"
The little crow and the bastard fox looked at each other, then clapped their hands happily: "Yeah!"
After the two bastards walked away, Bingtis reacted slowly. She stared at me for a while, and opened her mouth to say: "Damn, what did my mother do just now?"
"Who didn't make a mistake in childhood?" I sighed leisurely, looking at the back of the little crow going away, "at least she didn't tie two wooden boards around her shoulders to pretend that she was a golden saint. But I'm just curious, that one Why is the fox like this?"
Bingtis nodded with a serious face: "Maybe it was averaged after playing with the little crow."
Anyway, those two guys who have been in trouble since yesterday finally found something to do temporarily, and it seems that they can be quiet for a while, and it seems that I should also do something serious while taking advantage of this time: I have to go to Shadow City Talk to someone.
This time I took no one with me. I came to the research center in Shadow City alone, and then went straight to the staff dormitory, as expected—before I arrived at my destination. I have met Tavel more than 20 times...
It is said that half of the entire dormitory area is occupied by this girl with glasses. How many high-quality projections has she got for herself
"I'm looking for Xiling." After greeting Tavel for the twenty-first time, I finally couldn't stand this weird rhythm. Just grabbed a quality projection and said straight to the point, Tavel gave me a surprised look: "Your Majesty, you can call her directly, Xiling can project herself anywhere in an instant."
I slapped my head: "... Didn't I forget, I'm really not used to that guy's weird life form. Come on, I'm here anyway, she should be resting now? I'll go find her."
"Yes, Xiling is waiting in the dormitory." Tavel pointed in the direction, "Now it's time for the second team's projection to come out for activities. You can see my dormitory when you walk along my quality projection."
I looked at the direction of Tavier's fingers speechlessly: I can arrange my avatars into a road map to guide people, and I also said it so naturally, the schizophrenia of this glasses girl is basically an incurable disease. ... Is her next step planning to form a race of her own
I know roughly where the dormitory of Tavel (ontology) is, but now there are a bunch of quality projections along the way to guide the way, making it easier to find. Soon I came to a personal living cabin that looked no different from the surrounding ones: a silver-white alloy gate. Tavel's identification information is displayed on the gate, and there is a ×1 mark behind her avatar. This is where the highest scientist of the empire usually lives. The "×1" behind the portrait means that the number of Tavel living in this room is one, and the portraits of all other rooms on this floor are also of Tavel, but the number of residents in other rooms is at least ×50—because It takes a lot of energy and time to cancel and rebuild a mass projection, so the mass projection is generally manufactured and will not be eliminated. In this way, they naturally need to be on standby, and the quality projection is like an idle thread in the standby state, and there is no requirement for the living environment at all, so Tavel puts his avatars in each room like building blocks, which is formed. A view of the dormitory area... Although this view is a bit weird. If you accidentally push away the other dormitories in Tavel, you will really follow the morgue at that moment...
Tavel's No. 1 avatar was waiting at the door. As soon as she saw me, she warmly welcomed me into the house, and then I saw the place where the chief technician of the empire usually lived—it was simpler than I imagined.
Two beds, one for Tavel and one for Xiling, then disappeared.
This is too simple!
"All the furniture is integrated in the floor and walls, and can be unfolded to form various things as needed," Tavel (Mass Projection) explained to me, "We all like a simple style, the less things in the room, the better , we also plan to modify the bed so that it can be retracted under the floor, and then the room looks like an empty cube... people on earth call this post-modern home.”
I always feel that the person in front of me seems to have misunderstood the term again... But forget it, it’s the same sentence, the three views can’t survive in the high-level environment of the empire normally, and common sense is nothing these days.
I looked at the empty room, and curiously asked Tavel (mass projection) next to me: "Where is the promised Xiling? Is she not there?"
"I am," "Tavier" standing in front of him looked at himself strangely, then pointed to the small sign on his chest, "Look, Your Majesty, I am Xiling!"
It was only then that I noticed that the translucent girl in front of me, who looked like a quality projection from Tavel, was indeed wearing Xiling's name tag: I thought it was Tavel's identity card before, but I didn't pay attention at all!
"How did you become like this!" I looked at Xi Ling in surprise, "I thought you were the quality projection of Tavel."
"I don't know," Xi Ling scratched her hair, "I usually change my appearance randomly, and I haven't noticed it myself. This time, it's probably because I lived with Tavel for too long, so I changed accidentally. Be like her."
I laughed dryly, I didn't know what to say at all, I can only say that luckily Xiling wasn't allowed to live by herself at the beginning, she would easily become whoever she stayed with for a long time, in case she lived alone for a long time What if it becomes a bedside table...
This kind of thing is not impossible in various high-energy daily empires.
"Your Majesty, do you have something to do with me?" Seeing that I hadn't spoken for a long time, Xi Ling couldn't help asking curiously, "Is it a new test item? I will be ready~~"
"No, this time I'm talking to you about going to the border of the abyss area a few days ago," I just remembered the purpose of my visit today, and sat down on the edge of the bed (there is really no other furniture here), " A few days ago, you sensed the 'attraction signal' from the Abyss Spirit before appearing on the Admiral of the Empire, can you tell me about the specific situation at that time?"
This is something I suddenly remembered in the past two days, and I feel very concerned about it: To what extent do Xiling and Abyss Xiling still maintain a connection
Since the "Rift Valley" in the New Empire network was blocked, and Tavel designed a lot of monitoring programs to monitor it closely, I once thought that Xiling and Abyss Xiling had been completely isolated, and for quite a long time During the time, Xiling did not report anything related to the rift or the "opposite network", but based on the events of the previous few days, I judged that Abyss Xiling still maintains a mysterious "connection" with Xiling. This is really worrying.
What is even more worrying is that Xiling on our side is still a bit of a soft girl, while Xiling from the abyss on the other side of the network is very cunning... If the two really get in touch, you guess that Xiling from the abyss can do it with a few words. Limp Xi Ling? I guess it took only Sandora to eat a meal, silly Xiling sold herself... Biggest motivator. Mobile phone users please go to m. to read.) RT