Chapter 754 Cirno’s Cold Drink Shop

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"Here," Bellavilla pointed to his head, "that voice can cut off the spiritual connection of the Xiling Apostle, that's enough."

My expression instantly froze, and for a long time I said uncertainly: "What does this spiritual connection refer to? Communication with other apostles? Command link? Database?"

Bellavilla was silent for a moment, seemingly unwilling to admit the powerlessness she felt when facing a mere voice, but finally sighed: "If it were just that, it would be impossible for the fallen apostle to obey other people's orders so easily. , after all, we are all a group of arrogant guys... But the ability possessed by the owner of that voice is more terrifying than that. He can cut off any form of spiritual connection of a Xiling apostle, including any kind of information link, with his companions The simplest mental communication, psychic command of subordinate soldiers, even... makes you lose the ability to summon super-time weapons. As you know, one of the most powerful technologies of Xiling Apostles is super-time weapons and individual soldier heavy weapons. Through the installation system, we have gained the power to explode the combat effectiveness of the entire army as one individual. But the owner of that voice can easily cut off this connection. No matter how powerful the individual is, once isolated and helpless, it will be drowned in the army. In a storm, and among fallen apostles with many intrigues and factions, once you fall into this situation, the consequences can be imagined."

"A guy who fundamentally controls the lifeblood of every Xiling apostle...?" I subconsciously turned the water glass in my hand, "He uses violence and threats to maintain his rule, but never shows up. This kind of rule It’s not reliable.”

"If it's just violence and threats, this kind of rule is certainly not reliable, so he has other means," Bellavilla rubbed his forehead, "The fallen apostle can't resist his will. Another reason is that the voice Make people obey. Aren't you curious why I am only telling you such important information now?"

"Nonsense, of course I'm curious." I replied immediately.

Who is the supreme leader of the fallen apostles? This should have been the most important information. Even if it is like now, Bellavilla only tells himself a "voice" but does not even know the other person's last name, it is still worse than It’s better to know nothing before. But in Bellavela's countless sober moments, she never mentioned what happened to the leader of the Fallen Apostles. I even thought for a time that the Fallen Apostles were run by a group of fallen emperors like the old empire!

We didn't even know that the other side actually had a supreme commander. What an unforgivable mistake this was.

But there must be a reason why Bellavilla didn't tell us this crucial information. Her mind has returned to normal, and it's impossible for her to still serve the fallen after becoming a Xiling apostle again.

"Because I didn't get rid of those things until recently." Bellavilla sighed, but what she said made my expression change drastically: "Ah?! Could it be that that guy's spiritual power has always been..."

"Don't worry," Bellavilla waved his hand, "His spiritual power does not extend to this extent, and his power seems to be only effective on fallen apostles who are completely controlled by the power of the abyss. When I was in Sylvia's spirit When I wake up in the world, I can no longer hear that voice in my mind. The 'those things' I refer to are a spiritual suggestion...or something else that is more difficult to resist. Fallen apostles are also apostles. After we go crazy, At least he retains a kind of pride that is not afraid of death, so he will not obey other people's orders because of the slightest threat of violence, but that guy, his mental power has been guiding everyone, constantly weakening our sense of resistance to the voice in our heads, Even after a period of time, you will involuntarily regard obeying the orders of 'that adult' as something as natural as breathing. This is really a terrible psychological implication. And I also suffered from this implication for a long time after I regained my self-control. I'm troubled, I can't hear that voice, but something like a seal is also preventing me from recalling things related to that voice, as if something has been deleted from the memory core. This is obviously the guy's attempt to prevent someone from leaking it. The secret is a barrier set up in the memory of every fallen apostle. Once someone loses control, all secrets will be forgotten immediately. I suspect that even now, my memory is not complete... I can't even remember where my former base is. Oh, this is so abnormal."

"Don't you have any idea what kind of guy that supreme commander might be?"

"It's a pity, although I also want to help you," Bellavilla shook his head, "The only thing that can be determined is that that guy is a member of the Xiling Empire, and his soul perfectly fits the spiritual network of the Xiling race, otherwise he It is also impossible to induce the minds of the Xiling Apostles. Although our proud spiritual network has been defeated by the abyss, it has never had any flaws other than that. Even the gods of the star field have difficulty penetrating it. I can There is only one suggestion for you: look for the emperors of the old empire, those who are good at mental control, preferably a soul stealer like Sandora. Although that person's power is weird, he is still essentially a kind of mind. Energy, maybe..."

"Unfortunately, I'm afraid I can't figure out who is the mastermind behind the scenes," Sandora's voice suddenly sounded in the spiritual connection. She had been listening since just now, and now she suddenly said, "The old empire emperor neutralized me. There are only three Soul Reavers with similar powers. The name of one of them appears in the monument in the Documentation Hall. He turned into dust together with the other twenty-nine brothers and sisters. The other one is good at mental attacks rather than mental control, and The spiritual power of the Soul Reaver is very powerful. I have experienced it deeply. As a Soul Reaver, even if he falls into the gate of the abyss, he can at least retain the mind to self-destruct before going crazy. This is not difficult for me. For that person, Same thing with guys.”

"Indeed, I remembered that Yogurt destroyed himself in front of my eyes after the disaster in the Archives." Bellavilla sighed, "It seems that in a short period of time, we will not be able to guess which old friend changed." Became a boss."

"But at least we know that the enemy we have to deal with in the end is one, not a group." Sandora's voice was still so relaxed and calm, "Bellavilla, you will bring us surprises every time you wake up."

"But I just want to eat some cake." Bellavilla tried her best to stuff the dessert into her mouth, but her eyelids had already started to fight. "Damn it, enjoying life with your own will is different from sharing in other people's memories. I’m here to talk to you again today!”

"Actually, if you are willing, I will ask Tavel to create a new body and separate your will..." I looked at Belavera's angry look, and suddenly felt a little sympathy in my heart: The great head of state, now... It was compressed into one and a half meals a month.

"No... no need," Bellavilla struggled to swallow the food in her mouth, and looked at the handheld device she had just taken out but not had time to play with a little regretfully. Her head was already shaking back and forth, "It's a waste of time... Hill and I Sylvia can't be separated, yawn - one last thing... stay with Sylvia more often, your power... makes me wake up... faster... zzzzz..."

Bellavilla held half a piece of pudding in her hand and lowered her head. I stepped forward and patted her shoulder gently. The silver-haired girl slowly raised her head and said in a long and pleasant voice, "Okay, Bella." Vera ate a lot again——"

2p break, now 1p again.

"Um -" Sylvia said slowly, looking into my eyes carefully, "Is what Bellavilla told you useful? Did I help?"

"Of course, it helped." I smiled and nodded at the other person.

He had only been here a few days ago. At that time, he wanted to see if Bellavera had woken up and if he could find some information from the other party, but Sylvia became interested. She was able to communicate with Bella Vera in a wonderful way, but it was more troublesome to wake up the latter. Bella Vera's awakening was a mental burden for both of them, so Sylvia just spent the past two days. Always sleeping just to be helpful.

"Watch Bella Vera get up - this is the biggest thing I can do -" Sylvia said slowly, then looked at the store and shouted, "No. 998 - can help Chen Would you like a glass of orange juice?"

Raven 998 came to the table with a sad face: "Mother, how about I chat with you. I really have no dissatisfaction with this world."

Sylvia reacted for half a minute: "Huh?"

"Ahem, I'll withdraw first, you guys can talk slowly."

After Bella Villa left, I felt that the average intelligence level in this small shop had been lowered a lot in an instant. Staying there for a long time might have adverse effects on my body and mind, so I left quickly and waited until I walked to the door. Sylvia's voice just sounded: "Oh——"

After leaving Sylvia's shop, Shandora and I were still talking in the spiritual connection. Bella Villa can bring us more important information every time she wakes up. Now it seems that in this regard, It was because the time she had to wake up was limited, and the information she could sort out was also limited. On the other hand, and more importantly, the existence of a certain "spiritual suggestion" made her forget a lot of things.

But how this spiritual suggestion gradually weakened has become a somewhat puzzling question. There should be no doubt that there is a commander behind the fallen apostles, and no matter who the other party's true identity is, he cannot be a reckless man. Based on his behavior of exerting mental suggestions on each fallen apostle, we can infer that the other party is very careful in doing things. cautious. So in this case, how could Bellavera's mental lock slowly unlock on its own?

I suspect that Occam broke the shackles by chance when he plotted against Bellavilla, but there is no basis for this, and Sandora, who always considers the worst of her enemies, cannot accept that "an accidental amnesia caused the fallen apostle to die" In this case, the shackles carefully planned by the Supreme Commander have failed", then the possible reason is the second one.

"It seems that it's Arjun's halo effect again." Her Majesty the Queen sighed quietly in the spiritual connection.

"Purification?"

"According to Father God, you are a source of information disturbance," Shandora said. "Anyone who comes into contact with you in any way can recover from the power of the abyss. Bella Vera's resurrection and spiritual unlocking said Maybe that has something to do with it. It would be great if Tavel could find a technology to amplify this kind of perturbation."

Then I sat down in the broadcasting room and read a prose poem to the enemy's land, sea and air force before the battle: "The small speaker has started broadcasting", so our army was invincible, right?

Shandora said this was a good prospect.

Starting from Sylvia's shop, it was not far from the outer military perimeter to the college area. Not long after walking along this road, I came to the commercial street commonly known as College Road. , a blue figure that suddenly appeared in sight caught my attention, interrupting my thoughts about the supreme commander of the fallen apostles.

Anyway, now knowing that the enemy has a supreme commander is of no practical value to us. It is impossible for our intelligence power to penetrate deeply into the fallen apostles to spy on them, so let's leave this matter to the adjutants of the headquarters to have a headache.

"Hey! Cirno, are you still counting?"

I smiled and came to the little girl in a blue dress who was squatting on the ground, picking and doing calculations, and suddenly shouted loudly.

"Wow!" Cirno suddenly jumped up, looked at his fingers, and then suddenly showed an angry look at me, baring his teeth and claws, "Damn it! Bad guy! He figured it out right before he saw it!"

"Who do you think you are? How much did you earn yesterday?" I happily looked at the angry look of this ice fairy whose combat power was only 9. It was really not threatening at all, and then I looked at the person behind the little girl. Facade: Ciruno Cold Drink Shop.

"They're calculating... they're calculating..." Ciruno finished her sentence instantly, and the ice wings behind her slowly drooped. After a few seconds, the surrounding temperature began to drop rapidly, and this stupid goblin pounced on him, " It’s all your fault! You bad guy! Hurry up and tell me what they were calculating just now! If you can’t figure it out, we won’t be able to open today!”

Um, if you can't calculate it, you can't open the business. What kind of important data is this?

"Uh-huh, I can't even remember why I can't open the business if I can't figure it out." Cirno asked me to ask, and immediately squatted on the ground even more dejectedly, took out an ice cube and drew circles.

It took me a lot of effort to cheer up the depressed ice fairy. Out of curiosity, I made a request to visit the other party's shop. To my surprise, Cirno welcomed this very much and almost dragged her away. I dragged my hand into the store and as soon as I walked in, I was shocked.

The floor is covered with ice, there are ice flowers on the windows, there are foot-long icicles on the chandeliers, there are ice particles under the chairs, and broken ice cubes can be seen everywhere. The service desk that looks a bit like a bar is even covered with a thick layer of ice. The ice and snow cover makes it difficult to see the original state. It is very cold in the small store, and the cold wind is blowing. Two refrigeration blowers are still blowing out the cold wind covered with snowflakes on the opposite wall. The scene in the cold drink shop is like the Ice Age. It seems like it’s at least a few degrees below zero!

"There are not many customers!" Cirno looked extremely happy entering such an environment. She jumped into the bar, "Really, before the store opened, so many people said they were willing to come to support them, but they all came anyway. I stopped coming after one trip. Ah, do you want sorbet? They freeze it by hand! This is a special treat!"

I quickly waved my hand: "Don't bother, I'll just take a bite from the table."

You are opening a cold drink shop as a cafeteria!

I have to say that Cirno once again refreshed my world view and let me know how stupid a fool can be. According to what she said, no customers have been here since a few days ago, so she was lying at the door early in the morning. What exactly does it mean to do the math?

When Ciruno heard my question, she was dumbfounded for a while, and then suddenly clapped her hands: "Ha! So that's it, there are no customers. People also said, why can't the items be calculated? It turns out that there are no items sold. oh!"

...This product must be easy to traffic, right?

Ciruno's cold drink shop is destined to be deserted. I can't imagine how hot a person must be to come to a place like this to cool off, because it will be difficult to determine who will freeze harder in the end, you or the popsicle. And this may also become the first cold drink shop in history where you can serve yourself or even make your own food: you can take a bottle of water and stand at the door for a while, and you will have ice-cold mineral water to drink when you go back.

Cirno has a childish temperament. In just a short while, she forgot what someone had just said to scare her, and now she began to enthusiastically introduce her shop to me, while I was observing the table attentively: in the crushed ice on the table There was an unlucky fly that still kept flying with its wings spread out. Apparently, it was frozen the moment it flew in.

"This is milk popsicle!"

The ice fairy placed a large box on the counter, poured a liquid that had been stirred so much that it could not be seen from its original shape, then rubbed her hands on the box, and poured out a large amount of milky white ice cubes.

"Ah, I forgot to put the stick in it!" Cirno exclaimed.

I casually picked up a so-called milk popsicle from the counter and threw it on the ground, causing a big hole in the bowl.

It would actually be a good building material if it didn't melt so easily.

A certain ice fairy obviously made a mistake with the normal ice cream recipe, and did not expect how terrible it would be to freeze the popsicles at this ambient temperature. He was still playing with the ice cubes for fun, and I suddenly felt a There was movement in the pocket, and Dingdang crawled out shivering: "Hiss, it's so cold, Jun, are we going to the frozen continent again?"

As he said this, the little thing took out a small baggage and put it on his back, and put it into the warmer collar: This is where he is going to move.

I wondered maliciously, if I threw her into the water glass at this time, would she turn into a piece of amber like the unlucky fly?

For my own health, when Dingdang was halfway up, I stood up and planned to say goodbye. As a result, this action made Ciruno raise her head from the popsicle box. The other party saw Dingdang digging into the collar at a glance, and immediately greeted her happily. stand up. As mentioned before, Dingdang and Cirno have become good friends, so the two idiots were extremely affectionate when they met again. I braved the cold wind of minus 15 or 16 degrees and wondered if it was because of Cirno's cold drink. It would be more appropriate to open a pharmacy next to the store. Turn left when going out to cure a cold, which shows the humanistic care of urban planning.