Chapter 756: Lilina’s Ghost Story

It is inevitable to analyze and apply the ancient Xiling technology obtained from the city of Atlantis, and the use of that biochemical technology must be the affiliated civilization of the empire. Although the empire has many vassal races, many of them are silicon-based life and even energy. Life, and not all carbon-based life can be enhanced with genetic technology. The technological heritage of Atlantis still has very broad application prospects.

But biochemical engineering has its particularities after all. For ordinary carbon-based organisms, whether they can accept their bodies being transformed into another thing and no longer be considered complete human beings is a question that must be considered. I Sandora and Shandora can pass Sivis's proposal, but they must also consider the views of other races.

After all, they are not tools.

"Send these biochemical transformation materials to all racial leaders and let them and their assistant ministers express their opinions." I thought for a while and said to Sivis, "I agree with this plan, but biochemical transformation follows the principle of voluntariness, and the soldiers Explain the meaning of this technology and let them make their own choices. The transformed enhanced people can get more subsidies and specialized equipment. Soldiers who do not transform should not be punished. After all, in some worlds, biochemical technology is separated from crimes against humanity. Equally, their cultural traditions must be taken into consideration.”

"Your will."

Sivis saluted and said, "One more thing is the information just uploaded today: the chaotic storm in the universe where the Pan-Galaxy Civilization Community is located has partially subsided."

"Oh? So soon?" I raised my eyebrows. This was good news, but it was too unreal.

The universe where the Civilized Community is located is impressive. It was originally a tomb created for ourselves on the eve of the collapse of the old empire. The purpose of its existence was to store the archives and the coffins of thirty emperors. However, during the Battle of the Great Nebula, we were forced to destroy it. they. The core of the Great Nebula is the control center of the entire universe. After it was destroyed, the universe where the civilized community was located began to collapse into chaos. The physical rules followed by all stars fell into chaos and fell into a big storm that permeated the universe. In order to preserve the people of the community, the empire's newly formed celestial fleet assumed the temporary role of colonizing the galaxy. Until now, the hundreds of billions of people in the community still live on those planetary battleships covered with a layer of artificial ecological environment. Their home was slowly rebuilt under the blue light of the Death Star.

It was originally expected that the chaotic storm of the "grave universe" would last for at least a hundred centuries. The stars racing wildly in the universe would gradually return to their normal positions after 10,000 years, and then new space air masses would be generated. Young stars, that's when the "grave universe" turns into a normal world. And now, just a few months later, the storm there has subsided?

Sivis explained: "It was the result of Lady Bingtis's assistance. She reprogrammed some of the gravitational rules of that world, causing some areas in the universe to directly enter a state of calm, but this calm was only on a small scale, barely. Enough for the civilized community to rebuild their space home near their own star system. The 'Grave Universe' was jointly created by dozens of emperors from the old empire, and even the power of high-level gods cannot affect it too much."

I immediately patted my forehead and finally remembered this.

I told Bingtis a while ago about the troubles encountered in the universe where the Civilized Community is located. At that time, Sister Bing patted her chest boldly and said that she would help her solve the problem. However, at that time, I thought the main reason that prompted Sister Bing to say this was It was the cake roll that was stuffed in her mouth and was originally in my hand. I never expected that she would help me quietly.

Although her power cannot directly restore order to such a special world, the peace in a small area is still very gratifying. One of the embarrassments faced by the civilized community is the cosmic storm. Basically, once they leave the star circle of the celestial fleet with a protective system, they will face unprecedented gravitational tearing. This is equivalent to a cage, preventing the community from developing space outside the star system. Technology, or in other words, they originally had these technologies, but they had to be blocked at home because of the gravitational storm that filled the universe. If things go on like this, it will be extremely detrimental to the development of a space civilization.

Now, this problem has been solved. With a certain buffer, the community's space technology can be preserved. With the support of the empire, they will one day be able to use their own technology to resist the deadly gravitational storm in space. The civilizations that grew out of that adversity might even thrive better than their "big brother" - the New Eden Federation.

"That Bingtis guy occasionally does something serious." I grinned and decided not to pursue her behavior of competing with me for the last plate of good food every night.

Spend at least two hours every day staying in the Shadow City, not just for fun, but to see the development of the city, understand the progress of several important tasks, and listen to the warm invitation of those research geeks to hear their latest discoveries. ——Although this last item often makes people so sleepy that they want to fall asleep immediately——This has almost become my habit now. At the beginning, I was really unhappy with this kind of schedule. I would rather stay in the room with the teacher during this time. Dingdang gets into the fire ring or watches Little Bubble rolling the keyboard with his face, but now, he seems to have really changed a lot.

After completing my daily "inspection" and returning to the big house in the outer world that Lin Xue jokingly called "the most shabby palace in history", I was suddenly startled by the atmosphere in front of me.

In the living room, the doors and windows were closed tightly, and the thick curtains blocked all the sunlight, making the room as dark as night even though it was daytime. The gaps in the curtains were made of black-red velvet, and the light that filtered through was dyed a blood-like dark red. . A low and depressing atmosphere permeated the living room, but the source of the atmosphere was a few candles that flickered on and off.

A huge round table was placed in the center of the living room. The candles burning on it were almost extinguished. A circle of small faces flickered in and out of the candlelight, making it appear eerie and distorted due to the uncertainty of the light. The most central one is the smirking expression of a certain greatest bishop.

"You guys..." I was about to speak smoothly, but a black shadow rushed over from the side with lightning speed. I was 100% sure that the black shadow took time to accelerate to rush over so quickly. He covered my mouth, and then the girl's soft voice sounded softly in my ears, "Ajun, be quiet!"

As Qianqian spoke, she gently pulled me to sit down at an empty seat at the round table. Lilina glanced here approvingly, put her chin on top of the candle, and said grimly: "Very good, finally. One person has been gathered together, let’s start the next story...blood-red liquid..."

"Ah? It's not over yet?" The voice of the mercury lamp came from the side, followed by a gentle flapping of wings, and a soft body landed accurately on his shoulders in the darkness, "Idiot human being, yogurt at home Finished!"

"Oh, I'll buy it this afternoon."

"Hey! Be serious!" Lilina threatened, "I don't believe there isn't a single success story today!"

Seeing everyone calm down under his lustful power, a certain sinister pseudo-loli smiled with satisfaction and continued to narrate in a low and terrifying voice: "This is a real thing that happened nearby recently, in the 16th century AD. In London, there is a famous craftsman who makes mirrors..."

The crowd immediately booed.

"A mirror he made traveled to China and was bought by an antique collector in this city half a year ago - wow, you guys are too early! This priest will not use such vulgar tricks!" Lilina looked at it arrogantly. Looking at us with dumbfounded expressions in the flickering candlelight, he raised a finger and waved it in front of his eyes, "Anyway, that is an ancient mirror. After hundreds of years, it has become an antique. Safely placed in the attic by the collector..."

A whirring voice immediately sounded from the wall not far away: "嘁嘁嘁嘁嘁!! Hundreds of years of time! Antique mirror! Human life is really short. I have witnessed hundreds of millions of years of time changes. I Know all the truths in the world. Hey, don’t tell that boring story, come and talk to the magic mirror about everything in the world. It’s better than that!”

It turned out that it was the magic mirror that Lilina brought from the God Realm that was making noise. I don’t know when that girl hung it on the wall of the living room. Now she had the opportunity to ruin the atmosphere. Lilina immediately threatened the broken-mouthed mirror with the burning candle in front of her to make the latter become honest before continuing her story. It has to be said that a certain pseudo-loli is indeed quite capable. Even though someone made trouble, she managed to return the atmosphere to a ghost story within a few sentences.

"...The collector found that there were always strange red traces on his ceiling. Every morning when he opened his eyes, he would see the red oozing out and even dripping onto his bed. In the afternoon, they would gradually disappear. Disappear, reappear the next day, and the cycle begins again..."

I felt like I was getting goosebumps, while Qian Qian swallowed and asked cautiously: "Then he has to wash the sheets every day, right?"

Lilina almost fell into the candle: "Sister Qianqian, can we talk after listening to it? You have already ruined five of my stories!"

"Ahem, continue. The collector has collected many antiques, including many strange things. Therefore, this is not the first time that this strange phenomenon has appeared in his home. He is not afraid, but decided to find out the truth. He Set the alarm clock for three in the morning, because he could confirm that those red traces would only appear after three in the morning, and he wanted to see where the red liquid on the roof came from at that time. So that night, the collector Awakened by the alarm, he immediately turned on the lights in the room and stared at the roof. However, the collector did not realize that the alarm clock on his bedside had been stopped at twelve o'clock at night... It was not the alarm clock that woke him up. "

Qian Qian nervously grabbed my arm, looking very scared: "His watch is broken, won't he be late for work the next day?"

I looked at Lilina and Qianqian tangledly, then took out a Rubik's Cube and stuffed it into the latter's hand, letting the girl play with it.

"The collector heard the sound of dripping water from upstairs, and then blood-red liquid quickly appeared on the ceiling of his bedroom. One drop after another, it kept dripping on his bed and floor, faster and faster, more and more. , he realized that something was wrong, and immediately wanted to ring the alarm bell to call the guard outside, but found that the alarm was out of power..."

"Um, didn't he turn on the light?" Viska raised her little hand, "Is there electricity in the room?"

Pandora spit out four words: "Multiple channels of energy supply."

The mercury lamp twisted on my shoulder: "Maybe someone specially cut the wires of the alarm - I didn't expect that mirrors from hundreds of years ago also know modern circuits."

Lilina was speechless, and after a moment she gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, anyway, the alarm didn't go off, you bad guys! Anyway, the collector realized that something was wrong, so he immediately rushed out of the house and ran to the front hall, but the place where the house door used to be is now But it was a complete wall, doors, windows, and even ventilation fans. Everything that should have been connected to the outside had disappeared and turned into walls: the entire house had been completely enclosed. At this time, those red The liquid has not only seeped down from the ceiling of the bedroom, but has spread from every corner of the roof, dripped, and flowed along the walls. The roof seemed to have become a sponge full of water and was being pressed from above. The thick red liquid stained everything in the house. The Collector ran to every possible exit in the house, but the walls were indestructible. His body was covered with stinky blood, and the red liquid seeping out from the roof had already Like a torrential rain, the living room on the first floor was soon filled with waist-deep blood. The collector ran to the second floor in panic. The blood rushing down the stairs on the second floor made it difficult for him to walk. When he was on the stairs on the second floor, When he accidentally slipped around the corner, he suddenly saw something out of the corner of his eye——

It was a mirror, a very ordinary decorative mirror.

The collector suddenly remembered the ancient mirror he had placed in the attic, which was the only addition to his collection in the near future. He immediately ran towards the attic..."

"The ground is so slippery, isn't he afraid of slipping again?" Qianqian came over again and suddenly became the focus of many helpless eyes. The girl with an extra active mind immediately stuck out her tongue, "Ajun, I'll twist the Rubik's cube." ”

At this moment, I really felt that when Lilina told ghost stories in our family, the beginning was a failure.

The Priestess who told the ghost story gritted her teeth and scratched her ears and head. After half a minute, she finally calmed down and squeezed out the remaining words through her teeth: "Okay, at the request of the audience, the Collector was bruised and bruised along the way, and it took a lot of effort. He finally climbed to the attic with all his strength. He found that the attic collection that had been cleaned just yesterday was covered with thick dust and hung with old spider webs, as if it had experienced hundreds of years of vicissitudes at once, and in In the open space in the center of the attic, the ancient mirror was placed alone. The lower edge of the frame continued to seep red liquid, which flowed straight into the floor and disappeared as if it was absorbed by a sponge. The collector boldly approached the ancient mirror, only to find that A different scene appeared in the mirror than in the attic... A dim yellow oil lamp appeared inside, and a hand holding the oil lamp. The collector got closer to the mirror and finally saw the person holding the oil lamp clearly.

A man who looks exactly like himself, but with long white hair and a scruffy beard, looks like himself after being locked in a dungeon for twenty years. The collector in the mirror holds up an oil lamp and suddenly grins. Get up, and then...step out of the mirror.

A ghost walked out of the mirror and stretched out his bony arms to the collector..."

Anweina's head suddenly popped up from the table: "Then what?"

I silently looked at my weird head maid: "Anweina."

"Eh? Master?"

"disappear."

Alas, the little ghost is gone. But Lilina was already filled with guilt. Seeing that the ending of the last story was also ruined by others, our great Priestess screamed at the top of her voice: "Wow... no more fun! Who are the people in this family!" "

My sister got up and came to the window, opened the curtains, and bright sunlight suddenly filled the room. Pandora looked at us blankly, returned to the sofa and sat in a daze, while Viska came over and muttered. After telling how several of Lilina's previous unlucky stories ended, Little Bubble rubbed her eyes and woke up from a deep sleep. In her dazed state, she accurately found the direction of her father and started looking for candy from my pocket. Finally, she took out After Ding Dong came out, he put it into his mouth. The latter hurriedly took out a lollipop stick to support Little Bubble's teeth. The mercury lamp unceremoniously ridiculed Lilina, who had failed so badly, while Sandora stood up. He stretched out and asked me about today’s inspection.

"Ha, it's so boring, so boring," the magic mirror on the wall shouted, "Look at your identities, you actually get together to tell ghost stories! You are so stupid!"

Lilina had been squeezed by the mercury lamp for a long time. At this time, she found a punching bag and shouted angrily at the magic mirror: "Asshole! Shut up! Annoying! If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute!"

The magic mirror said tit for tat: "Shut up! I am a mirror. If I don't speak, I will be treated as a mute!"

Lilina rushed over with a collapsed face: "It's over, I actually let a mirror complain!"

I rubbed Lilina's head symbolically as a token of comfort. Before the girl could get any further, I took her collar and threw it into the basket next to her. Looking at the circle of superwomen in front of me who were idle and telling ghost stories at home, I felt... Quite ridiculous: "Why did you suddenly think of telling ghost stories?"

"Isn't this Lin Xue's visit? You haven't met her," Qian Qian twisted the Rubik's Cube in her hand. "She said that the superpower team was busy investigating several supernatural events recently, and they chatted for a while. Lilina was excited, but I also found it quite interesting. In junior high school, we girls often got together to tell ghost stories..."

"Me too. When I was in high school, I created a great achievement that made one person cry in half the dormitory. Why did it fail like this now?" Lilina spread her hands with a confused look on her face, "It's all because of that idiot Anweina! Don’t be funny when telling ghost stories!”

"Well, as a maid, I shouldn't interrupt," Anweina's head popped up from the table again, "but those ghost stories... seem to be similar to the appearance of the dark city that Sylvanas mentioned. "

I pressed back this little ghost who could never remember to appear in the normal way, and asked curiously: "Has Lin Xue been here? I haven't seen her in the past two days, why did she come and leave in a hurry today?"

"Busy," Lilina raised her eyelids, "Isn't she still a member of the superpower team? That is her grandfather's property, but as one of the heirs, she only went to work ten times in half a year. The old man was impeached and is now busy performing tasks to make amends. Oh, I really sympathize with her."

I thought so, but suddenly I became concerned about the things I just briefly mentioned: supernatural events? Is there still such a thing on earth?