Ling Ping'an turned on the computer and made himself a cup of tea.
He sat at the counter and drank tea while waiting for the computer to turn on.
His computer was already very old. It was an old model from seven or eight years ago.
Therefore, every time it turned on, it was very slow.
The computer case was buzzing non-stop.
However, it was of high quality. It had been used for so long and had never had any problems.
It was just that the processor was too old and couldn't run most of the games on the market. It could only be used for office work or writing.
However, it was already the era of the mobile Internet.
It didn't matter if the computer was rubbish, as long as the phone was good.
Therefore, Ling Ping'an hadn't changed it.
After about two minutes, a view finally appeared on the screen. Software icons began to appear one by one.
Many self-starting software also began to start.
Ling Ping'an turned off the anti-virus software and applications.
Then, he opened the web page and logged into the author's platform to take a look.
37...
In other words, it had increased by five in a day today?
He nodded. This result was not bad!
Therefore, he opened the document and began to write.
The sound of the keyboard rang in the bookstore.
The kitten, Bastet, lay gently beside the computer on the counter.
Its claws gently grabbed the bronze taotie on the counter.
Cats always liked to play.
Obviously, this little taotie was now its cat toy.
Ling Ping'an was already immersed in his own world.
… …
Alucard opened his eyes weakly.
He didn't know how many times he had woken up.
"Alucard..." the figure of the hostess was reflected in front of him again. "How are you?"
"My little master..." Alucard replied weakly, "I'm fine..."
"What's wrong with you?" Integral asked with concern.
The Blood River Overlord had fallen into this unprecedented state of weakness for several days.
He had been unconscious for several days.
For the first time, he even revealed his true form in front of Integral. The Blood River Overlord lying on the ground, his face pale and his entire body emaciated.
This terrifying powerhouse that made the entire Land of Qin tremble was so weak that an ordinary person could kill him with a sharp blade!
Moreover, he would never be able to revive from the Blood River again.
Because his strength had weakened to the point that he couldn't even contact the Blood River!
"I went to a place and participated in a terrifying trial..."
Alucard's eyes flashed as the memories began to rewind.
The sky was like a tumor, and the sky was filled with a rain of fire.
Countless terrifying monsters were running across the vast land.
They were engaged in an eternal war with no end in sight.
Twisted flesh and huge bones covered the ground.
Countless souls perished on the battlefield.
An existence like Alucard was only fit to be a high-level infantryman on that battlefield.
Even terrifying monsters that were as strong as gods would not be able to escape the fate of death once they stepped into that battlefield.
Every day, tens of thousands of experts died there.
Every day, tens of thousands of monsters joined the battlefield from the outside world.
This was a battlefield between the Abyss and Hell.
The eternal bloody battlefield.
And he was thrown into the center of that terrible battlefield.
Even a god would be distorted by the powerful killing intent there, turning into a monster that only knew how to kill.
And Alucard had the privilege of enjoying a certain period of lucidity.
This greatly increased his chances of survival.
Even so …
In his memory, Alucard also recalled several near-death experiences.
One of them, he was even hit by the aftermath of the battle between two terrifying monsters, and his soul and body were almost torn apart.
Thinking of this, Alucard's hands and feet could not help but tremble.
That was indeed the most terrifying experience he had ever experienced in his life.
"Trial?" Integral didn't quite understand. "What kind of trial could injure you like this?"
"I can't say..." Alucard lowered his head and said.
That was indeed something that could not be said.
"Young master..." Alucard suddenly said, "Please report to the Queen..."
"We should reconsider our relationship with this country..."
"We need to establish a closer partnership..."
After this trial, Alucard only had one feeling: there was always a mountain higher than the mountain, and there was always someone better.
He finally knew what kind of monster he was dealing with.
So, he immediately understood.
His role and position.
It was the same for Butania!
As long as the owner of the bookstore was still here, he did not need to express his stance. His presence here could already make this country invincible.
Only an idiot would see an iron plate and still hit it head-on, causing his head to bleed.
And smart people would always judge the situation.
Just like in the Hundred-Year War, as soon as the battle of the new Qinling Mountains failed, Butania immediately abandoned those former allies. He first announced that he would accept the four suggestions of the Emperor of the Great Xia Empire about the world and started peace talks.
Fran Ji, Fran, United Province, and Shenluo were all in tears.
It was not until the Fran people sent the king to the guillotine that the countries finally woke up and understood.
"A closer partnership?" Integral didn't understand.
Alucard smiled and said, "Just go and send the report... The Queen will understand..."
After saying that, he slowly closed his eyes.
Integral was still young, so of course, she would not understand the obscure words under such diplomatic rhetoric.
But the Queen would know.
.....
Crackle.
The sound of the keyboard echoed in the silent bookstore.
Those notes were recalled under the wallpaper.
Occasionally, some notes would penetrate the wallpaper and flow into the empty starry sky of the universe. On the other side of the distant galaxy, they would echo like thunder.
In the foundry world of Griffin No. 5.
The mechanical bishop, Almunia, prostrated in front of the steel gears. He prayed devoutly.
"The path of steel is materialistic because machinery is the truth!"
"More steam riveting is you!"
"Nanwu Gatling Bodhisattva is also you!"
"You are the Holy Father, the Holy Mother, and the Holy Spirit!"
"Hundreds of millions of turrets are your glory, and the roaring engine is your sermon!"
"I shall walk on your path, just like machinery walking on the earth. The engine roars, and the steel is molten!"
"Flesh and blood are weak... steel is eternal... Amen..."
He finished praying and stood up.
He felt the joy coming from the soul of the machine.
The soul of the machine was still cheering for his piety today.
In the steel gears, there was a faint will from the soul of machines.
That will was grand, sacred, and compassionate.
In front of this will, Almunia felt his inferiority and insignificance. He also understood his ignorance and stupidity.
That made him feel ashamed.
"Great soul of machines..." he said, "Your devout believer is working for your immortal divine will..."
"Look..."
"How hardworking and brave they are!"
He opened his arms, and the huge mechanical platform slowly rose.
The foundry world under the surface was in front of him.
Countless pipes crisscrossed each other.
Countless machine servants, one after another, stood in great numbers, with electronic tubes extending from the back of their heads.
Under the effect of their brain power, all the data in the foundry world was being calculated.
More machine servants were in one workshop after another, operating a machine that was too cumbersome, and began to cast one part after another.
Red molten iron flowed out, and the huge forging hammer hammered.
A new battleship was being produced.
This was a brand-new battleship built to carry out the sacred instructions of the soul of machines.
It removed all the unclean and blasphemous carrier-based aircraft.
At the same time, it removed all the space torpedo tubes that displeased the soul of machines.
All the remaining space would be used to install large and thick turrets.
When it was built and raised to the starport, this brand-new battleship would spit out the fury of steam and riveting.
It would have twelve main cannon turrets and sixteen secondary cannon arrays!
It could tear all the enemies of the soul of machines into pieces in an instant!
Let them be crushed into pieces in the fury of steel and machinery!
But...
Amunia closed his eyes.
He felt the sacred sound coming from the steel and machinery.
Crackle, crackle...
Crackle, crackle...
The great oracle of the soul of all machines echoed in the steel and the machinery.
Amunia felt and savored it.
This was a sacred command!
It was also a guide for the devout!
He opened his eyes and did not find anyone else who felt the will from the soul of machines like him.
The mechanical bishop was overjoyed.
"Great soul of machines..." tears streamed down his face. "Your mercy and tolerance towards me really make me feel ashamed!"
"I will believe in you more devoutly and firmly!" He swore.
His soul became colder because of this!
This meant that he was one step closer to the path of steel!
Thus, Amunia knelt down devoutly and kissed the steel under his feet.
Because that was the holy land of the soul of machines!
In the steel, the mechanical echo became clearer.
Crackle, crackle...
Crackle, crackle...
It was the soul of machines passing on the sacred gospel to its devout believers.
Only the most devout people could feel the sacred command!
Amunia felt it, and his electronic cigarette began to be confused. "What exactly does the soul of machines want to say to me?"
Without a doubt, this extremely rhythmic oracle must contain the will of the great soul of machines.
Thus, he closed his eyes, put down all his defenses, and let go of all his protection, so that his soul and will could get closer to the great soul of machines.
Thus, a sacred steel battleship appeared in his soul.
It was so sacred!
So much so that the moment he saw it, Amunia knew that it was a steel battleship, a sacred object of machinery, a real multi-steam riveting battleship!
Those sacred turrets, those devout armor, and those loyal engines.
This was a true great battleship that could only be created by machinery and steel!
"Praise the soul of machines!" Amunia sincerely prostrated again.
In his brain, all the blueprints related to this great battleship had been stored.
This was the will of the soul of machines!
It was also the sacred object that he was going to forge!
Thus, the mechanical bishop stood up and pressed an electric button.
In the entire forging world, all the workshops and projects rang.
Then, the mechanical bishop\'s voice began to appear in the electronic cochlea of every mechanical priest and mechanical servant.
"The great soul of machines, and give me the oracle!"
"We will create a real mechanical sacred object for you!"
He directly projected the blueprint of the sacred battleship that the soul of machines had given him on the screens of all the workshops through the mechanical circuit.
All the mechanical priests were impressed the moment they saw the appearance of the battleship.
This was a real battleship!
This was a sacred object made of steel and machinery!
Look...
Those sacred turrets were so many...
Look...
The barrel of the devout cannon was so thick and big!
Look...
The engine of loyalty was so charming!
Everyone could feel that their blood vessels were swelling and their souls were trembling.
This was the battleship that they should forge!
In the past, the design and manufacture of the fake emperor could be thrown into the trash can!
And above these workshops and factories was the world on the surface.
The ecological template that had just been activated was operating.
The poisonous gas in the atmosphere was being sucked away by the huge air sacs.
Enormous starships were lining up outside the planet, dragging comets behind them.
Huge robotic arms smashed these comets into pieces.
Countless pieces of ice fell down one by one.
Huge pieces of ice cut through the atmosphere and fell on the barren land.
Under the high temperature, they were quickly melted.
Water slowly flowed on the surface again.
Countless machine servants drove trucks and eradicated the poisonous substances that had been entangled with the surface for countless years in this vast barren world.
Suddenly...
The machine servants seemed to have sensed something.
They raised their heads, and countless electric currents flashed in their electronic eye sockets. They, who had long had their frontal lobes removed, seemed to know and understand something.
"Who... am... I..." Some machine servants could even say simple words.
"I... am... machine... servant..."
"The servant of the soul of machines..."
… …
Ling Ping\ 'an stopped typing.
He stretched and leaned back in his chair.
Then, he looked at the number of words on the document.
Hmm...
Two thousand words!
So, he whistled.
He looked up at the time. It was already 6: 30!
"Order takeout!" Ling Ping\ 'an said.
So, he took out his phone and ordered a beef rice.
At the same time, he opened his phone.
Because when he looked at his phone just now, he found that he seemed to have a lot of unread messages.
He clicked on it and found that it was from his aunt.
They were all photos, signs she took when she was on vacation in Ryukyu.
Sunshine, beach, ocean...
There were also one after another, young and beautiful women.
Ling Ping\ 'an curled his lips and then shook his head. Then, he left a message for his aunt, "Aunt, your photography skills have improved a lot again!"
She wanted him to go on vacation?
No way!
Then, he threw his phone on the counter and began to leisurely wait for the takeout to arrive.
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