Chapter 1,364 The Role of Pistachios in Beans

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Regarding the various information revealed by Abyss Xiling in this appearance, we continued to discuss it until the evening. Everyone thought that we should adopt the most cautious attitude: remain suspicious of anything said by Abyss Xiling, and be suspicious of the actions of the fallen apostles. The policy remains unchanged, and at the same time, inspections of the empire's borders are strengthened, and the number of surveillance posts is doubled along the borders of the Abyss Empire. This last point was brought up by Sandora. She believed that the high-profile appearance of the Abyss Xiling may indicate that there will be a larger action on the part of the fallen apostles. No matter what the other party's intention is, sending out the sentinels first is always a universal and effective solution. means.

Tavel was ordered to conduct further analysis of the Rift Valley. What Abyss Xiling mentioned about the cause of the Rift Valley may have some reference value, and Tavel also has a lot of spare research power on hand. We asked Tavel to separate a thread to do this. Follow up on this and see if we can find a way to control the latter based on the cause of the rift. We don’t expect to close this channel, but we may be able to prevent it from moving around. A tangible threat that is fixed and can be scanned will naturally be much less harmful than the current rift that is erratic and can only be found by Xiling. . Next, we need to find ways to deploy network defense lines, firewalls, information monitoring points, sentinel programs, and more robust underlying protocols around the Rift Valley, no matter what means we use. Xiling Apostles are not only powerful on the battlefield in the real world. As a race born with a spiritual network, their network technology cannot be underestimated. By deploying various protective methods, although it cannot be guaranteed to be 100% The Rift Valley will be made harmless, but at least when the fallen apostles invade the empire's network through the Rift Valley, these protective measures will make it difficult for the enemy to move forward - we also have to take into account the enemy's technical advantages. The New Empire does not have any There is a way to upload ordinary Xiling apostles to the Internet, but this does not mean that fallen apostles do not also have this technology. Abyss Xiling has been studying the Rift Valley for at least tens of thousands of years. If she can upload the fallen apostles to the Internet, I would not be surprised at all.

In fact, if I have to say it, the spiritual network of the New Empire now has the most powerful defense mechanism, and that is the power of void creatures: the entire empire network is filled 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 poison to the fallen apostles. Unless Abyss Xiling makes some incredible breakthrough. Otherwise, once she organizes an invasion in the spiritual network, she will inevitably face staggering additional battle losses: her troops will constantly be turned into members of the new empire during the attack, and they will be turned around to 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 online), then there will continue to be soldiers contaminated by the abyss and become enemies, turning their heads to attack the imperial army. This is a debuff that applies to everyone: when fighting away from home, the probability of battle damage is directly doubled.

The power of the void and the power of the abyss, although the former is higher than the latter in terms of level, but based on the current strength comparison between the new empire and the abyss empire, if the two armies start a war in each other's territory, it is really hard to say who will transform who. Anyway, I'm sure. If I were connected to the fallen apostle's network and faced the spiritual sea of ​​billions of people alone, I would be banished to the void to read a message and be resurrected in less than two hours.

With Abyss Xiling's boldness and boldness, she dared to treat Haran's entire army as abandoned sons just to make a fortune. I guess she would be happy to trade half of her Abyss Empire for my life: this is a person who can do anything for the results of the war. . It is precisely because of the other party's behavior 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 life-threatening spirit of Abyss Xiling. Once she takes advantage of her large number of people and rushes over, we will be dead...

As for 70,000 years ago, is it the void power I escaped that caused the fallen apostles to survive in legion units to this day? Even whether I indirectly contributed to the birth of the species "Fallen Apostles" is a very embarrassing topic. Anyway, with Bingtis's shameless, skinless and heartless character, she was too embarrassed to dwell on this topic. In the end, Sandora handed this matter over to the staff group and the database management center, asking them to collect information from those ancient records (especially those inherited from the Fifteen Days District, about the separation of concepts and the opening of void creatures to save the world). Records) Look for any clues.

Although this thing is very depressing, if you think about it on the other hand, if this thing is true, it might not be a bad thing. Tavel said this: "If the power of the void is added as a buffer element to the transformation process of the fallen apostle, perhaps a real 'transformation model' can be established. With this, we can confirm the birth mechanism of the fallen apostle and master it. How did the enemy come? Then we can better study how the enemy disappeared. This is the theory."

We have never understood 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 theoretical model-level simulations on this, and each time The transformation rates obtained were lower than the number and intensity of fallen apostles in reality, so I once thought that this transformation could not be explained by existing technology, and there was not even a mathematical model. However, Tavel guaranteed it as a scientist, she We believe that there are no special cases outside of mathematical models for everything in the world. We just haven't found a certain key parameter: now this parameter may be a trace amount of void disturbance.

"After this model is established, we can send fallen apostles back to their hometowns to get married in legion units!"

After returning from the Shadow City, Sandora said this with a smile on her face full of expectation. She did not hesitate to set a flag for the enemy.

I was sitting in the living room in a daze. There were too many and complicated things that happened today, which bothered my tempered nerves. I also felt that this day was a bit too dreamy, so now I am busy rebuilding my three views. Bingtis is still stuck in my soul. The female gangster now doesn't even have the strength to curse. She can only complain about her bad luck and Sandora and others for torturing her body. Complaining about the weather, complaining about the brightness of the sun, complaining about gravity, even complaining about the tacky clothes I wore today...

"You should pay attention to your image. Dress like a national leader. I suggest you choose a black dress..."

I have been living with this female gangster for most of the day, and I am exhausted mentally and physically: "...Shut up, please..."

"I'm boring! You are just the shell of me now! I don't want to wear a fifteen-yuan shirt and Qipiniang's pants! I want to wear a skirt..."

I took out my trump card: "If you keep talking nonsense, I'm going to shave."

Bingtis imagined what it would be like to shave from her own perspective, and immediately fell silent. I imagined that she must be trembling.

"How long will we be stuck like this?" Bingtis was silent for less than five minutes and then spoke cautiously.

"It depends on when I am free to go to the God Realm in the past two days. How many people in the empire do you think can solve the problem of out-of-control divine magic?"

Bingtis thought about my schedule: I need to follow up on the resurrection of my ancestors, entertain thousands of three-inch guests, have a bunch of new weapon research and development plans, and work with Harlan on how to form an abyssal world, and cooperate with the research The transformation mechanism of the fallen apostle... She desperately sang the tone-deaf 1983 version of the ending theme of Dream of Red Mansions in my mind - I was very curious about where she heard this song.

The voice coming from your own consciousness cannot be blocked, just like you cannot stop your own thinking. I endured the bombardment of Bingtis' off-key words because I understood the depressed mood of this female gangster, but I had to find something to divert my attention...

While I was thinking this, I heard a small exclamation coming from the second floor, and then there was the intermittent sound of a piano - piano? Who's 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 turned out that the girl didn't have the slightest musical ability: if there weren't barriers around the house, I guess the sound of her playing the piano would have called people from the National Security Bureau over - so the piano later became a decoration . Now there are only two people in the family who can play the piano. One is Lin Xue, who comes from a good family background, and the other is Xiao Xue, who was forced by Lin Xue to learn the piano for two years. But I can definitely hear the two of them playing the piano: Lin Xue plays Hotel California has the feel of a California guest house. I have seen Xiaoxue play the piano, which is like two-finger Zen. The only song she could play with two fingers was "Little Star"...

The movement upstairs is obviously not that of the two girls: although it is intermittent, the tune is quite normal.

And more importantly, it's not "Little Star". I just had enough of listening to Xiaoxue playing "Little Star" with two-finger Zen a while ago.

I used the intermittent sound of the piano upstairs to help block Bingtis's blindness in my mind, and ran to observe the situation out of curiosity. I went upstairs and went straight to the room where the piano was placed. When I opened the door, I saw the chair in front of the piano. No one is on board...

But there were a bunch of three-inch goddesses sitting on the piano.

Dozens of wild jingle bells stood neatly on the small strip in front of the piano keyboard. Everyone looked in high spirits. They are so small that each can only hit two keys at a time: by jumping up with force. A Ding Dong with twin ponytails stood on the piano keyboard cover as a conductor, running around holding a piano sheet several times larger than her, while the row of Ding Dongs below concentrated on it. When it's your turn to pronounce the piano keys in front of you, you jump up with all your strength and then jump down quickly. Playing the piano requires enough exercise to run a 20,000-meter marathon.

They actually played a complete song in this way!

This kind of performance must require extremely high coordination and concentration: for these little brains, it is impossible not to be devoted, so they didn’t see me when I walked in, and a bunch of little guys were still playing with great interest... Uh. , dancing to the piano, I don’t know where they found the music score, and I have never heard this melody myself, but it still sounds very pleasant: of course, it may also be that the interesting sight in front of me makes people feel very happy. This row of little ones were busy jumping on the keys. Some were already in a hurry, and some were so leisurely that they only needed to step on them for most of the day. Finally, the score came to an end, and a series of rapid repeated syllables made someone standing on the edge of the keyboard The unlucky little boy was jumping up and down, almost creating an afterimage, swinging his two short toothpick-like legs around - and finally missed a beat.

At the end of the song, two-thirds of the beans were lying on the keys they were responsible for, sticking out their tongues and gasping for air. The other third did nothing for almost the whole time, so they started chattering excitedly...

"It can't be done, it can't be done," Douding, who was responsible for the finishing touches, crawled around on the keyboard and brought up a series of notes. "Ke Lulu doesn't want to play anymore. I'm so tired..."

"This thing is called a piano. Dingdang said it." The little one who was carrying the music sheet jumped down from the keyboard cover, "This thing should be invented by people on earth to practice group gymnastics, Paqiqi said it."

I think this kid’s idea is very problematic. Who else can practice group exercises on the piano except you guys who are only three inches tall?

"Ah! It's His Majesty the Emperor!" At this time, a little kid finally noticed the person in the room and flew over to her, greeting her. The scene suddenly became very lively, and the three-inch guys who like group actions rushed up and circled around my head. Fortunately, Dingdang usually does this all day long, otherwise he would be really dizzy.

The psychological decompression effect of Goddess Sancun Ding is remarkable. With these little guys, all the troubles can be temporarily put behind me: so I immediately stopped thinking about the Abyss Xiling and Bing Tiska. The fact is in one’s own body. I found that there were only these dozens of little ones here. After asking, I found out that the others had completely dispersed. This group of extremely mobile bean curs should have spread to various places in Shadow City and Avalon - Celestial City is not open for the time being, otherwise they would definitely also We went to Tianjie City to organize a dozen tour groups.

The group of three-inch men in front of them are the "music and sports lovers" among the wild jingles. For various reasons, the goddesses of life have always regarded music and sports as a whole thing.

I looked at the room and realized that there were traces of these three-inchers’ activities everywhere: the guitar fell down by the wall, and the violin was thrown on the bed. Two flutes were also placed on the window sill: these things do not mean that our home is full of music. They only mean that for a while Qianqian thought that she might have musical talent. This was all the fault of that girl's whim.

I chatted with Wild Ding Dong No. 1 and learned that they had tried various instruments in the room, and later found that only the piano could be mastered: Douding who tried to play the guitar was knocked out by the guitar strings (just like a slingshot), and tried to play the guitar. Douding, who played the violin, couldn't hold the bow. Douding, who tried to play the flute, found that his mouth was not big enough for the air hole, and he couldn't make any sound after holding it in for a long time - their lung capacity is probably measured in milliliters. So in the end they had to practice group exercises on the piano.

"It was like this -" A little unknown person enthusiastically showed me how to play the guitar. Douding was holding a guitar string, and his little wings were fluttering hard to pull it back. Then before he could let go, he couldn't hold on anymore. He only heard a "buzzing" trembling sound, and the little one was thrown against the wall. superior.

"Um...I understand, so you don't need to demonstrate..."

"It's so strange." A little girl named Pa Qiqi was sitting in the piano studying why this thing made a sound. Then she suddenly remembered something and flew straight in front of me. "I just felt it. Your soul is different from when we first met! There is a familiar smell, as if it comes from the divine world..."

"Because I'm stuck in here!"

Bingtis's voice resounded through the spiritual channel, and a group of little ones flew away in fright: The female gangster was born with an aura. These three-inch men are really a bit unbearable.

"Well, thank you for your funny performance. I'm in a much better mood now," Bingdis paused and muttered, "I was almost depressed before..."

Before Bingtis finished speaking, she heard Qian Qian's voice coming from downstairs: "Ajun! Ajun! My sister asked you to come down for dinner!"

"Oh, let's go eat first," I was in a good mood, waving to the little ones who were running around not far away with a smile on my face, "Dingdang probably took the others to eat somewhere else, you guys come with us Let's get together. By the way, Bingtis, you seem to be unable to eat now, is that okay?"

"...It's your uncle's fault, I'm still depressed."

In terms of the number of people, this is definitely the largest meal in our family: because this time we also added dozens of happily diced beans. I'm glad that Ding Dong has taken most of them away, otherwise you can imagine how lively a family dinner with thousands of people would be. These little guys don’t take up a lot of space. Dozens of them stacked together can’t occupy a single seat. However, they have a problem with eating and eating, that is, they like to run around on the table: to them, the food on this table is simply like a jungle. Just like exploring, finding another plate of food over the mountains and ridges will make them yell and chatter for a long time, inviting friends and companions to come and eat. I even saw a little girl drawing a map with a pen in her hand. She was responsible for helping others explore the location of vegetarian dishes. However, after Qianqian pulled two plates of vegetables in front of me, the little girl’s map was scrapped...

I have to be careful at all times, lest I knock over some goddess who is lying on the plate holding bean sprouts or celery while picking up vegetables. It is not impossible for this to happen. Usually when there is only Dingdang, we still go there every now and then. She knew how to flip over that little thing with chopsticks, and this time the chance of it was directly increased dozens of times. Just now, Qianqian was careless and picked up Ke Lulu and dipped it in the sauce dish: she thought it was a green vegetable, but similar The incident has definitely happened to Clank before.

While I was wiping the face of a little girl named Ke Lulu, I was glad that I didn’t eat hot pot today, although a similar thing happened to Dingdang... (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation at Qidian. Monthly ticket, your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users please read it.)