Two experts from the divine world have been drilling into Ding Dong's World Tree for more than an hour. Before they went in, they told us that it would only take a short while to get it done—but I forgot to ask at the time, this "a short while "Whether it is calculated according to the normal time or the time of the protoss, but because of the lack of such a question, the people waiting on the temple square feel at a loss: If they calculate according to the normal time, then I can Wait for them in the square for a while, but if they want to count according to the time of the protoss, then we can go home and sleep at this time, and it may not be too late to come to the square to pick them up when the world is peaceful in a thousand or eight hundred years …
"It should be done soon, right?" Bingtis looked at the World Tree with an expert eye, "The expired logs have been cleaned up now."
I looked up at Jingle's temple vigorously. On the trunk of this towering giant tree was a majestic wall of runes. What I have listed in this article is probably the ultimate truth of the real world outside. Usually when Ding Dang operates the world management terminal, it is basically a variety of fool operations: one-key restore, one-key repair, one-key creation of species, one-key adjustment of the expansion coefficient of the universe, so I rarely see the world tree exposed Such a spectacular aspect, I saw for the first time today that the World Tree will be so magnificent when it is in normal operation: just sending the live video to mortals is enough to win a vote of believers in the visual system. But these runes seem to be endless when they are refreshed, and the magnificence is magnificence, but after a long time, it is still relatively monotonous. I feel a little bored, so I can't help turning my head to look at Bingtis: "Speaking of this passage, we can't fast forward to the past ?”
Bingtis looked at me with that look in his eyes: "...you think the world tree is a player, fast forward if you say fast forward? Now you are integrating the expired logs and accumulated bugs in the system, damn it... jingle How many discarded texts has this accumulated?"
I turned my head to see the little one not far away, who was happily flying up and down, and was playing more lively than anyone else: "I feel like she is playing Super Mario with a top-level server, and she is still using an incompatible emulator, which is a waste of resources." Said that there was a pile of broken documents.”
"Basically that's it, but she's not using a top-level server..." Bingtis looked up at the crown of the World Tree, "The version number of this thing is almost the same age as my concubine, can you believe it?"
I thought about Bingtis's theoretical age, and suddenly shuddered. Ding Dong actually dug some ancient tomb in the God Realm to dig out the seeds of this world tree, right
Just as I was hesitating whether to go home and take a nap, take care of some business, save a few worlds, revive the new empire and wipe out the entire abyss area, and then come to the square to meet the two experts, the runes swimming fast on the surface of the World Tree suddenly The speed visible to the naked eye has decreased, and at the same time, the faint sound of wind chimes around me has also weakened a little bit. Ding Dong rushed over with a "swish", flying around my head happily: "Okay, okay! Lah! Ding Dong's World Tree physical examination is over!"
I pinched the little thing on my head with ease, and then saw Keltimus and Rivera reappeared on the temple square with two teleportation beams. The expressions on the faces of the two experts in the gods were a little tired , I can see that this kind of exhaustion is not physical, it is purely exhausted...
"I have repaired many complex world management terminals," Keltimos breathed out, "I have also reinstalled or even rewritten many world management systems with many loopholes, but today... I feel like I see the gate of a new world Yes, there is no end to learning."
I was taken aback by the other party's reaction, and hurried forward to hold Lao Ke's hand: "Expert, expert, hold on! There are still many beautiful things in this world, you must not be crazy..."
"Don't worry, I just refreshed my three views, and now I'm more excited," Keltimos waved his hand, then looked at Ding Dong with almost adoring eyes, and he bowed to my head respectfully ( Remember? My head is the throne of Ding Dong), with earnest words, "Ding Dong, to discuss something with you, can you give me a copy of your world management system?"
"Okay," the little thing nodded cheerfully, "but what do you want this for? Sister Bingtis wouldn't even dare to look at that."
"Take it back for research, and save it in the database for people to admire," Keltimos nodded vigorously, "With this copy, basically all the World Tree virus samples and bug cases in the archives can be thrown away, we Several backbones have spent hundreds of thousands of years sorting out the data, trying to integrate the most comprehensive and convenient encyclopedia of failure cases, but the results have not been successful so far. I never thought that you have such complete samples here... How did this universe persist until today? of?"
At this time, I really want to hold Lao Ke's hand with tears in my eyes and tell him: because of fate!
Ding Dong's intelligence might not be able to understand the whole thing, but she seemed to feel that she was going to be of great use, so she nodded happily: "Okay! Take it away, isn't Ding Dong very powerful?"
Bingtis echoed in a low voice: "In a way, you are really good."
At this time, Rivera turned her head to look at the World Tree, which was already operating normally and improved countless times than before, and suddenly patted Keltimos on the shoulder: "Okay, little Timos, I think it's all right After a while, you go to pack up the tools inside and prepare to go home."
Kertimos showed a slightly embarrassed look on his face: "Mom, I'm so old, can you stop calling me by my nickname in public?"
At this moment, even Lilina fell directly on the ground. I stared dumbfounded at Keltimus and Rivera. Seeing the latter's younger appearance than the former, I felt that my three views were glued to F5. Refreshing desperately: "What did you call her just now?"
"Call me mom," Keltimos nodded indifferently, "this is my mom."
I couldn't help pointing at Rivera: "I thought it was your sister!"
The mother, Rivera, immediately held her face reservedly: "Your Majesty, you have praised me, but in fact, I didn't take care of it..." Then he patted Keltimos on the shoulder, revealing his ferocity: "You bastard!" Boy, don’t hurry up and go to work! No matter how old you are, you are still my son, so why don’t you agree to call you by your nickname!”
At this moment, I have an unprecedentedly deep understanding of the seniority and age of the longevity species, and finally I can't look directly at the two experts who called "Old Ke" and "Xiao Li" when I first met...
"The world management system should be fine, right?" Bingtis stepped forward and asked Rivera after Keltimos returned to the temple to pack his tools.
"That depends on what aspect 'no problem' refers to." It seemed that Rivera also had some thoughts, and she said this with a lot of meaning, "If you judge simply by whether the management system is healthy, then this world tree is simply The most troublesome pile of things I have ever seen in my life, I can almost see the artistic sense from its pile of error logs, but if you mean this world tree is not related to this collective downtime Incident related, I'll say—everything is fine, there's nothing pathological about this terminal other than a mountain of bugs in the system."
Bingtis touched his chin: "That means those downtime incidents really have nothing to do with the terminal itself, right?"
Rivera nodded silently, and at this time Kertimos also packed up his things and returned to the square. The latter said goodbye to us: "The work here has been done, we should return to the God Realm."
I quickly greeted: "Hey, don't you want to have a meal here before leaving?"
"No," Rivera smiled lightly, "Our volunteer organization has regulations, and there are still several worlds that need to be overhauled. If you don't hurry up, I'm afraid you won't be able to go back today."
Bingtis laughed happily: "Aha, anyway, no matter what problems you encounter next, it will definitely not be as complicated as here, so you should take it as a high-intensity training in advance."
Two experts from the divine world left with sincere admiration for Ding Dong and a valuable bug library (… ), but I began to feel uneasy in my heart. The intelligence is deeply disturbing.
The Void Cataclysm has always been a relatively distant concept in my mind: even though I knew it would come sooner or later, and even knew that it might not be as far away as I imagined, I never thought it was an imminent problem, but now it suddenly pops up When such a strange thing happened, Bingtis felt that it might have something to do with the Void Cataclysm, so I immediately brought it up.
The Void Cataclysm... According to Xiaoxue, it caused little harm to the world "sheltered" by the void creatures, but it changed everything.
After the Cataclysm of the Void, there were no fallen apostles, after the Cataclysm of the Void, there was the peak of the abyss outbreak, and after the Cataclysm of the Void, Xiaoxue was born... Everything seems to be separated by that event, but we have not even grasped the essence of the Cataclysm. figure it out.
Now that it might be about to happen, a sense of unreasonable urgency begins to overwhelm me—sometimes, it’s not the exact threat that’s troubling, it’s the “unknown” that’s the source of the unease.
"It seems that you are very concerned about the cataclysm of the void." Bingtis saw my strange expression, of course he could guess what I was thinking.
"It's impossible not to care about it," I spread my hands to her, "such a big thing... I'm not ready yet."
Bingtis laughed: "Then even if you are given a hundred thousand years to prepare, what can you prepare for?"
One sentence from Bingtis completely stopped me: Even if I have a hundred thousand years or even longer to prepare, what should I prepare for
"There's no way to start, isn't it?" Bingtis had that signature smile on her face, as if she didn't care about the Void Cataclysm, "It can come at any time, because No matter when it starts, we're not ready, you know, I'm a more open-minded person…”
"It's purely that dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water." I couldn't help but want to complain, but what Sister Bing said was really good: it doesn't matter when the Void Cataclysm starts, because we will never be ready.
Harlan and Sandora seemed to be discussing things at the side before, and their conversation came to an end at this time, and Harlan walked over here: "Chen, I may have to leave for a while."
"What are you doing?" I was taken aback. Harlan has no relatives and no reason now. Shadow City is his only home, and everyone who can talk to him is here. Why did he leave
"Go to the border," Harlan smiled, "Didn't Sandora reset the border between the Empire and the Abyss? More than a dozen worlds in the Abyss have just fallen into the hands of the Empire, and this new frontier is not suitable for normal order The race is inhabited, and the geographical location is not suitable for colonization—but it happens to be the environment that the Abyss Independence Group wants. I plan to transform it into a colony for the Abyss Independence Group. In this way, I also save the need to build a semi-abyss universe with a special environment. , This matter has been entangled with me for several months."
"The abyssal apostles moved to the border collectively?" I raised my eyebrows, "The environment in that place is dangerous, and it is next to the fallen apostles. Didn't you just go there to find sin? Those are the transitional areas, from the very beginning. No intention to live there."
"It's just dangerous for you," Harlan laughed. "For us, the environment of that place is not a problem at all. As for being next to the abyss area... it doesn't have much impact, anyway, the main task of the abyss independent group It is to monitor the abyss area, and the border must always be guarded, suitable jobs are given to the right people, and my troops are the most suitable for this. The abyss independent regiment is stationed at the border, and it will be easier to infiltrate the abyss area when the time comes."
What Harlan said was well-founded, and his attitude was firm, and seeing the expression of approval on Sandora's face next to her, I naturally had nothing to say. No one needs to be courteous in matters of this kind, and Harlan knows what he's supposed to do—just as each of us knows what we're supposed to do.
I took a look at Ding Dong who was dancing in the air and Lilina who was lying on the ground chatting with weeds, well, most of us...
"Then when are you going to leave?" I glanced at Harlan. This steady commander of the empire was once the most dangerous opponent of the new empire, but after regaining his sobriety, he has been conscientiously helping Sandora and me in Shadow City. For complicated affairs, he usually doesn't show his face very much, and he can almost be said to have retreated to the second line, but his seriousness and diligence always give people the feeling of a reliable big brother. Now he suddenly said that he would take the Abyss Independence Group to the most desolate and dangerous place in the empire. I couldn't help but feel a little stunned, and with the matter of the Void Cataclysm still hanging over my head, a feeling of depression permeated my heart.
Harlan smiled: "Let's go in the afternoon."
"So soon?" I was a little surprised, and then asked without any hope, "When will you be back?"
Harlan smiled again: "If you hurry up, tomorrow afternoon, if you can't make it, then get up early the day after tomorrow."
Me: "... You're only going out for a day, and you're so serious about bidding farewell to me and messing with me!"
Harlan scratched his hair confusedly: "What you said, I have to temporarily put down a lot of work when I go on a long trip, so why don't I tell you and Sandora before I leave?"
I:"… "
"Actually, I used to confirm the situation in those worlds with my own eyes," Harlan explained, "Some of the border worlds you attacked were my former territories... well, I don't know when I leave these days What has changed? I used to check if some of the old facilities that were left before are still usable. After all, you didn’t blow up everything. Just take a look and come back. There are so many things in Shadow City. If you leave at this time, you and Sandora should kill me."
I continued: "..."
"Hey, why don't you talk?"
"I'm exhausted physically and mentally, tell Sandora..."
When I came back from Shadow City, I realized one thing: I still can’t take the route of being sensitive and hurt, and if the sky falls, I won’t be able to kill me, so what’s worth worrying about for a Void race like me
After thinking about it like this, I felt happy and stressed, and I even filled half a bowl more than usual for lunch. Of course, the reason for the extra half bowl may also be related to the fact that I always eat with a bunch of wild jingles. I don’t know what Since then, these little things have learned from Ding Dong to eat in other people's bowls, and my side is of course the hardest hit area. Every time they eat, they stand in a circle next to my bowl as agreed... You know we How stressful is it to have a meal? It's hard to tell if the chopsticks are picking up vegetables or jingdong. These little guys are so similar to celery...
Of course, I feel that I am more at ease compared to the little crow. The little crow tends to crowd a bunch of fissures, and those hand-made crow gods don’t like to eat cooked food. They eat lettuce leaves. Maddie Wen has to place two meals in front of her at any time, one for herself and one for her children, but the little crow is still a sloppy egg, and she gets confused almost halfway through eating, so the figurines are scalded by the hot rice The chickens were flying and the dogs were jumping, the little crow was full of cabbage gangzi and raw leeks, crying without tears, and her side was always as lively as a war at the end of a meal.
It's really unfortunate for those little crows to have such a mother.
After dinner, I ran to the front yard to bask in the sun as usual: before, I would rather spend my free time in the house watching TV and chatting online, but now my living habits have long since changed. It's more lively than the outside, so I'd rather photosynthesize like Lilina in the yard than deal with the brats and those adults in the room.
Spread out the reclining chair on the lawn, put a pot of hot tea and two plates of snacks on the low table at hand, on the other side is a black-bellied loli with the word "exp+5" constantly popping out of her head, and on the other side of the low table is a nine Lord Fox Immortal, I feel as decadent as Lao Cai, a landlord in the old society. Master Fox Fairy skillfully fumbled with his tail on the low table, and quickly rolled up pieces of dim sum and put them in his mouth. I patiently joked with her: I changed the positions of those dim sum plates from time to time, and then looked at a The tip of the golden and fluffy tail nods back and forth on the table. Seeing Master Fox Fairy has trained her tail to such an extent, I wanted to ask her: Do you have long hands just to wear sleeved clothes
At this moment, I heard a burst of braking sound outside the courtyard gate. RS