In the dark and chaotic Shadowy Courtyard, Amoun the Giant Deer was carefully manipulating magic as he tried to fiddle with the magic network terminal not far away. The Goddess of Magic, Mirmina, was squatting by the side, bored. Her mind wandered as she looked at the distant sky filled with black lightning and chaotic geometric blobs.
Of course, considering that she had no legs and her lower body was just a cloud that looked like a long dress, this so-called 'squatting' was more like compressing the cloud and changing the shape of her lower body.
"In the end, only the beginning of the banquet and the opening speech were broadcasted live." The former Goddess of Magic looked back at Amoun who was studying the magic network terminal and said with a little regret, "After that, it became a few people called 'guest scholars' sitting in the room chatting and analyzing …"
"Actually, I think the 'political analysis' of those few mortals is very interesting. You can understand how others see this kind of world-changing event," Amoun said. "They are trying to let ordinary people start to pay attention to the changes in the world, and it seems to be quite effective. Isn't that interesting?"
"Well … it's quite interesting in itself." Mirmina sighed. "But actually, I want to know how their meeting is going …"
"This kind of thing can't be broadcasted live to the public," Amoun said in a deep voice. "What's more, their meeting will last at least a few days, maybe even a dozen days. It can't be broadcasted all the time."
"You have just come into contact with the magic network, but you sound like you are very experienced." Mirmina could not help but look at Amoun. "By the way, have you figured it out? If you have figured it out, switch back to the magic movie. I haven't finished watching it yet. "
"Why do I remember that this magic network terminal is mine?" Amoun could not help but ask. He then used his magic power to switch some of the additional functions of the magic network terminal curiously. "I'm trying to figure out how to turn on this neural network intervention switch … It's strange, there is a function here, but after doing what you said, it doesn't respond at all."
Mirmina frowned. She turned around and said casually, "Let me see?"
After a moment, the former Goddess of Magic shook her head. "Give up. It's not the Mana Net terminal's problem, but the upper node is not open to us. The switch for the neural network is used to switch the transmission and reception mode of the device, and when it's turned on, the Mana Net terminal can not only be used to unilaterally receive public signals in the Mana Net, but also allow us to access the neural network … Do you understand? This thing can't possibly be open to us. "
Amoun didn't seem to understand immediately. "Why can't it be opened to us?"
Mirmina appeared to be very patient this time. "Because once we enter the neural network, we can actively contact other users on the network and post information on the network. If we do some signal conversion, it can even allow us to enter the consciousness stratosphere in the neural network and enter the 'Origin Space' constructed by the mental world."
Amoun is not good at Magical Domains?
But his thinking speed and comprehension ability are still very strong?
And he had heard some of the terms Mirmina mentioned before, so he quickly understood what she meant. "You mean the network that connects the consciousness of many mortals? This device can allow us to enter it? "
"That's it?
The neural network? "
Mirmina nodded. "The Mana Net is the physical basis of the neural network?
The neural network is an application structure in the Mana Net, and it connects many people in many places?
Back then, I had dived into the edge of the sea of consciousness through the nodes of the neural network?
And there, I used non-directional thoughts to wash away my own divinity … "
"… Then they really can't let us in." Amoun let out a sigh. "To the neural network, our mind is a huge risk factor."
The former God of Nature sighed?
Seemed a little regretful?
But Mirmina suddenly fell silent. She seemed to have thought of something as her eyes stared straight at the Mana Net terminal not far away. This quickly caught Amoun's attention. "What? Did you think of something again? "
"This set of Mana Net terminal is specially made to allow you to control it even though you can't move?
At the same time, every structure has been redesigned to fit your huge body. "
Amoun's eyes flashed with a faint white light. "So?"
"So if Gwen Cecil really doesn't want us to come into contact with the neural network?
If he doesn't want us to have a chance to send a message to the outside world, he can just not install this function. After installing this function, he can cut off the signal from the upper node?
Don't you think it's contradictory? "
"Let me correct you. He doesn't want 'me' to come into contact with the neural network?
Not 'us'. Did I ask for this thing?
Why is it shared by the two of us? "Ah Mo 'en couldn't help but remind Milmina, who had been here for a long time and didn't want to leave.
But he soon admitted that Mirmina's doubts were very reasonable. "But what you said makes sense too … If he really doesn't want us to come into contact with the neural network, he should not have left this function."
Mirmina did not reply. She just quietly watched the Mana Net terminal that was broadcasting the news program nearby. There was no telling how many things she pondered before she suddenly smiled and said softly, "… He is really an interesting mortal."
…
On the north bank of Cecil City, in the Imperial Computing Center, which was shaped like a huge pyramid, a large hall was brightly lit. A large number of arcanotech devices and technicians were busy working. In the center of the hall, the Mind Hub's surface was flickering. Runes were surging, and a low humming sound was constantly coming from within. Around the Mind Hub, there were more than ten networked immersion cabins. Through the transparent cabins, one could see node apprentices in white uniforms lying quietly inside. Further away from the Mind Hub, one could see many control panels. On top of those control panels, there were projections of various images and numbers. Dozens of staff were busy working on them.
Apart from that, there were also complex runes that reminded one of the deep sea projected on the walls of the hall. Several psionic singers were floating above the hall, and beside them was a brain protected by a crystal container. Compared to the larger 'wet-ware servers' used on the battlefield, this brain had fewer external devices and was much smaller in size. It was a new generation of equipment specially made for indoor test environments. Known as the 'servo brain', it could provide additional computing power and magic assistance to the psionic singers like the wet-ware servers, spreading the effects of psionic singing. Although its defensive power and stability were obviously inferior to the military model, it was just right for use in a laboratory environment.
Under the control of the psionic singers and the servo brain, low-frequency vibrations imperceptible to human ears filled the entire hall, providing mental protection for everyone in the hall.
A technician in a white robe with black stripes left one of the consoles and walked toward the mind hub in the center of the hall. The technician had a special emblem on his uniform. It looked like an eye overlooking the earth, but there were two crossed daggers between the eye and the horizontal line that symbolized the earth. Below the emblem was a line of eye-catching letters:
Laboratory of Divine Analysis, Researcher No. 1175.
The technician held a folder in his hand and quickly walked to the Mind Hub. A middle-aged man wearing a monocle and looking elegant was standing there, focused on analyzing the parameters projected by a certain device. After noticing that someone was approaching, the middle-aged man turned around and asked, "What happened?"
"Node Scholar Yuri," the researcher immediately replied. "The monitoring device of the special terminal has just sent a signal. 'Over there' seems to be an attempt to connect to the neural network, but it has been intercepted."
Yuri, the former eternal sleeper, was now the 'Node Scholar' of the Imperial Computing Center. It was the title of a senior researcher in the field of neural networks and brain computing. After hearing the researcher's report, he could not help but raise his hand to adjust his monocle, a look of interest on his face. "It seems that simply watching the program is no longer enough to satisfy the god who is on vacation … Has he discovered a new function of the magic net terminal?"
"Perhaps … it's not just one god." The researcher glanced at the folder in his hand, a strange look on his face. "We have received several records of different operating habits, and the activation device in the terminal has also received unrecorded magic waves. Clearly, the device is not just used by one 'person'."
The expression on Yuri's face also became strange, and then he shook his head. "Sure enough … Your Majesty was right, but it actually came out in one go …"
"Do we need to intervene?" The researcher could not help but ask. "This doesn't seem to be in line with our initial idea."
"… No need to disturb. Just keep observing and recording." Yuri shook his head. "This situation is also part of the plan. It's just a Plan B."
Speaking of this, he adjusted his monocle again and looked serious. "What's the result of the sample feedback and filtering?"
"The results are in line with expectations!" The researcher immediately said with a hint of excitement. "After the 'filtering' of the non-directional thoughts, the mental pollution from 'over there' has been an extremely obvious weakening. During the transmission of the magic net signal across the world, the non-directional thoughts did not affect the normal communication, and its own wave has always been at a normal value. This proves that the 'chaotic' data area in the deepest part of the neural network can indeed effectively eliminate the divine pollution, and it will not affect the security of the network itself! "
Yuri quietly listened to the report from the researcher. The expression on his face changed several times before he finally controlled his excitement, leaving only a faint smile on his face.
It was still too early to be happy, but the results at this stage were already worth a smile.
Not long ago, Gwen ordered a set of magic net devices to be sent to the deepest part of the Fortress of Disobedience. Nominally, it was for the sake of the former God of Nature who had broken away from the divine throne to relieve her boredom, but behind the matter, a very important project had actually been launched. It was an attempt to put the 'non-directional thoughts' in the deepest part of the neural network into practical use, to test if it could be used to solve the mental pollution of the gods, and even to test if it could be used as an artificially controllable tool to directly affect the divinity of the gods!
It sounded extremely bold, but it was not a whimsical idea. In essence, this project was to test if the process of Mirmina, the Goddess of Magic, breaking away from the divine throne and washing away her divinity, was repeatable and operable. It was a normal research project carried out on the premise that both a practical example and a theoretical basis were available.
However, Gawain was able to think of using what the gods had done as a reference, and even using the gods themselves as test tools … This kind of thinking made Yuri exclaim in his heart more than once. Gawain was indeed worthy of the title of "extraterritorial wanderer". This kind of open and bold thinking … was really hard for ordinary people to reach.
"Professor of Nodes, should we go further?" Seeing that Yuri did not speak for a long time, the researcher could not help but ask cautiously, "Now we should be able to read the data more directly from 'that side'. If the non-directional thoughts can work stably, we may be able to consider directly interacting with the Shadowy Courtyard soon …"
"… It's still too early. We need more data." Yuri thought for a moment and shook his head. "The spiritual pollution of the gods sometimes shows subtle changes that are difficult to detect. Compared to the direct and severe erosion mutation, this change is more terrible and secretive. We need to establish a long-term observation team. All the researchers working in this hall should be recorded. After confirming that there are no problems, we will consider the next step."
Speaking of this, the former Eternal Sleeper could not help but think of the 'Upper Narrator's pollution' that once spread under Aulandale. That memory still sent chills down his spine when he recalled it.
The researcher saw the seriousness in Yuri's eyes and immediately nodded in response. After a brief thought, Yuri said, "Although it's not time to move on to the next stage, considering the current results, we can try to superimpose the filtered signal on the test network and see the reaction … Is there any extra observation window in the immersion pod?"
"Immersion Pod No. 3 has just been freed up." The researcher immediately glanced at the folder in his hand, but then looked up at the psionic singers floating in the air, using their psionic songs to provide protection for the entire hall. "But if we want to do the superimposition test, we need to raise the level of protection in the hall. The psionic singers may not be strong enough. They are not tired, but the servo brain is running at full power."
Yuri raised his head and glanced at the 'laboratory protection team' floating in the air. His gaze fell on the brain that was soaked in the crystal container with its tentacles dangling in the air, looking leisurely. "Sorin's lab said that this' servo brain 'has excellent endurance improvement … Let's overclock it. We'll only do a short test."
"Yes."
The researcher immediately agreed. He then turned to the psionic singers in the air and waited for them to descend. "Let the servo brain go into overclocking mode. We need a short period of high-level protection."
The psionic singer in a lightweight protective suit made a 'no problem' gesture and turned to the floating brain. At the same time, she took out a handful of candies from the tactical pouch of the protective suit. The leisurely floating brain immediately perked up and quickly extended its tentacles to the candies in the psionic singer's hand. Bubbles rose from the translucent crystal container and bubbled.
The researcher on the ground looked up at the scene in the air and could not help but mutter, "… To be honest, this is really weird."
"… Madam Bertilla's things have always been weird," Yuri said with a complicated expression. He then looked up and reminded the researcher, "Don't go overboard! Your blood sugar can't take it! "
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