Listening to Enya's soft sigh, Gwen knew that the Dragons were speaking from the bottom of her heart. He smiled and nodded gently. "I thank you on behalf of Bersetia for your good wishes. But these things have nothing to do with you anymore. Let them go."
"Well, after all, I have 'retired.'" A chuckle came from the golden giant egg, with a sense of relief. "It's not easy to have some free time. It's better not to worry about so many things."
Gwen looked at the newly added furnishings in the room. He glanced at the magic net terminal and the nerve connector, which were in standby mode. He saw that the rune substrate and crystal structure still had a faint glow, and there was a subtle magic wave coming from the depths of the device. This was the result of long-term operation. He could not help but ask, "It seems that you like our neural network."
"The dragons once created a larger and more complex Omega network, but even Omega grew from a simple prototype," Enya said softly. "Your neural network reminds me of the birth of Omega … It's green, primitive, and imperfect, but it's growing rapidly every second, as if it's a testament to the vitality of the entire civilization … Yes, I like your neural network."
"If the Dragons knew that the goddess they once revered had a hobby of 'surfing the Internet,' I wonder how surprised they would be." Gwen could not help but laugh. "After all, this thing is a thoroughly 'technological product.'"
"As you already know, the instincts and nature of the gods are not consistent," Enya said. The golden runes on the eggshell slowly swam again. "Even Helagol doesn't know that I have been wanting to try their Omega Network for so many years. I want to look at the things on it like an ordinary Dragon, write down my thoughts, and talk to the children normally. I have always wanted to do so, but I can't."
"Now you have the opportunity. Although our neural network may not be as advanced as the Omega Network in your eyes," Gwen said, nodding. "This network is growing very fast. Our next step is to let it operate throughout the entire Lolun Continent. And if we succeed in establishing communication with the Tarlonde Continent, its nodes will certainly be spread there. By then, the Giant Dragon will become its user, and you will have the opportunity to realize your wish."
There was a hint of joy in the golden egg's voice. "I am looking forward to that day. If you need my help, feel free to ask."
Gwen smiled and nodded. He pulled a chair from the side and sat down. Then, he suddenly looked at the golden egg in front of him with a little curiosity. "Speaking of which, this is the first time you used our neural network. Did you encounter any interesting people or things?"
In fact, he did not need to ask Enya face-to-face like this. The monitoring team at the computing center had been monitoring the data flow of the three "special users" in the neural network. He could have asked Yuri, Venti, or Selena what the three retired gods did when they were online. But he felt that it would be a lot less fun. It was more interesting to talk face-to-face like this.
If he had time, he would like to ask Amoun and Mirmina about their online experience.
"Most of the time, I just wandered in the City of Dreams. I also went to the Hill of Monitors outside the city to visit the spider girl who was resting. I didn't come into contact with too many people," Enya said slowly. "The little girl was very interesting. When she learned that my body in the real world was an egg, she seemed to be very concerned about how I should run. She also had a magical theory of judging running speed by the number of legs. Unfortunately, I couldn't figure out this theory in the end.
"I also went to visit the 'pyramid' in the center of the City of Dreams. A network immortal named Selena Geerfen received me, but she seemed to be very nervous about my appearance. I guess she may be one of the 'insiders' behind your 'project.' Ah, no, I am not dissatisfied. This is a normal arrangement.
"Other than that, if you want to talk about any interesting experiences …"
Enya paused as if she was thinking. Then she said again with a smile, "In a news report about Tarlonde, I saw a message vaguely related to me. The person who left the message seemed to know the secret behind the battle of Tarlonde and had a certain understanding of my existence. I guess it was a member of the Theocratic Council? A researcher? Or an administrator of the archives? "
"Is there such a thing?" Gwen, who was listening indifferently, suddenly frowned. "What was the name of the person who left the message?"
"High-Speed Stag," Enya said casually. "It's a very strange name. I remember it very well."
Gwen was speechless.
"What's wrong? Do you know who that is? "
"No, I'm not sure." Gwen's mouth twitched. Seventy or eighty thoughts were roaring in his mind. He quickly speculated something behind the name. After all, in the whole world, there was only one existence that could be associated with this name. "But I have a rough idea of who he is. If everything is correct, I can even introduce him to you later. He is indeed a member of the Theocratic Council. But then again, so that's how Old Stag's heart leaps … "
Enya did not understand what Gwen meant by the last sentence, but she vaguely guessed something from his attitude. After all, the existence of Amoun and Mirmina was still confidential to the public. But within the Theocratic Council, the relevant information had long been public. And as one of the new technical consultants of the Theocratic Council, mainly responsible for being a research subject, she also had a certain level of access to the information.
Perhaps this topic had piqued his interest. Gwen suddenly looked at Enya curiously and asked, "By the way, what name did you give yourself in the neural network?"
A voice came from the golden giant egg. "Tea Egg."
The incubation room instantly quieted down. After a long while, Gwen's voice broke the silence. "… Huh?"
"Tea Egg," Enya repeated seriously. "I remember hearing you mention this name once. You should have spelled it correctly, right?"
"You're serious?" Gwen's eyes widened, and the muscles on his face could not help but twitch. He never thought that his joke back then would now come out of the mouth of the Dragon God in such a serious manner. For a moment, he did not know how to continue the conversation. "I mean … you really think of this name as your …"
"Is this name inappropriate?" Enya was puzzled by Gwen's reaction. "I did not receive a system alert when I created it. It should not involve blocking words, right?"
"It's not a problem of blocking words," Gwen said, scratching his chin awkwardly. "The main thing is that this name does not match your temperament. I thought you would choose a more elegant and noble style … After all, you used to be the Dragons of the Pantheon …"
"I referred to the Dragons' habit of naming in the Omega Network. This free way of naming is more suitable for the atmosphere of the anonymous network," Enya said in a particularly serious tone. "And I hope to use this way to make my character more lively. I have wanted to try this for a long, long time."
Gwen blinked. He felt that he had finally figured out the unknown side of the Dragon God's character — a more authentic side. But the awkward atmosphere still made him cough lightly, touch the tip of his nose, and say, "If you want to be less serious, first of all, don't let your tone be so serious when talking about this topic."
"Am I very serious? Sorry, I didn't pay attention, "Enya said seriously." I understand. After that, I tried to adjust. Very well, I have a direction to work on again. "
"Have you been working on too many directions recently?"
Gwen could not help but say in his heart. But this time, he did not dare to say what was on his mind. He had roughly figured out the character of the Dragon God. At this time, he was afraid that a casual sentence would make her take it seriously, and then she would find a "direction to work on" for her future life. These directions were enough.
"Ahem." Hao Ren coughed dryly and finally decided to stop the topic from continuing to develop in a weird direction. "Enough chit-chat. Actually, I have a serious matter to discuss with you today."
"A serious matter?" Enya's tone was curious. "What do you mean?"
Gwen calmed down and quickly organized the words in his heart. At the same time, he tried to adjust his mood back to a serious state. Then, he solemnly broke the silence. "There's something you should already know. We have a long-term 'monitoring' project. The purpose of this project is to track a mysterious signal from an unknown source."
"I know," Enya immediately said. Perhaps it was an illusion, but there was some kind of emotion in her voice as if she had been waiting to talk about this topic for a long time. "I knew about it before the war with Tarlonde broke out. It was Melita who first brought the news back to Tarlonde."
"Melita?" Gwen was stunned, but he quickly recalled. "Ah, yes. After I first confirmed the existence of the signal, I confirmed the source of the signal to all parties, including Tarlonde. But at that time, the Dragons did not give any response."
"They wanted to give you a response," Enya said faintly. "But I stopped them."
"You stopped them?" Gwen's eyes immediately became serious. His gaze fell on Enya's eggshell. "Why?"
"Because at that time, the Dragons were still in a dangerous state of lockdown, and they were about to usher in a critical moment of fate. I had to prevent them from paying too much attention to the stars and also prevent them from telling outsiders about the stars. Otherwise, under the circumstances at that time, I was likely to lose control in advance."
"About the starry sky …" Gawain blinked. A strange yet expected feeling surged from the depths of his heart. He slowly took a deep breath. "So the signal really came from the starry sky? Who was the one who fired it? How far is it from our planet? How much do you know about the sender? "
"You ask too many questions at once," Enya said calmly. Her gentle and indifferent voice quickly calmed Gwen's slightly excited mood. "I may know more about the stars than you, but I'm not omniscient. So you'd better lower your expectations before we continue.
"First of all, regarding your first question, the source of the signal … That's right, as you have already guessed, the signal came from the starry sky, from a planet that is incomparably far away for mortals, but not so far away on the scale of the universe.
"But I don't know more than you about the specific information about the planet and the sender of the signal."
"You don't know?" Gwen frowned subconsciously. "As the most powerful god on this planet, you can't see it?"
"It is because I am a god on this planet that I am destined to be unable to look too far away from this planet," Enya said with a smile. "This is the biggest limitation of gods that you must understand. I believe that you have actually studied to this point, but you always subconsciously ignore it. Although gods are powerful, they can only be powerful in their domain. The more specific and intense the imagination of mortals of gods, the more specific and confining the domain of gods will be.
"Until my death, the Dragons had never stepped out of this planet, so my eyes can only fall on this planet. Even if I can know everything on this planet like the back of my hand, I can't peek at anything outside this planet. In this regard, I am very similar to the huge 'Thorin' tree. Our vision is limited to a specific domain.
"It is precisely because of this that the impact of mortals' stepping out of the planet on gods is so strong. You must understand all this from the basic principle."
"Gods can only be powerful in their own domain," Gwen said thoughtfully. "This is a very important piece of information. I will remember it. So back to the signal, you know nothing about the source of the signal and the sender. What else do you know? What else can you tell us? "
"Although I can't see the situation on other planets, at least I have witnessed the expedition of the Voyagers and experienced the era when the sky was open," Enya said. "As for you, extraterrestrial wanderer, you came from the stars, so we all know one thing very well: the universe is not dead, and the sentient beings on our planet are not the only ones in the starry sky. So it is very normal for intelligent voices to appear in the universe other than us.
"And of course, such a normal thing will not happen only once.
"Before the signal you received appeared, in my memory alone, this planet had captured the 'voices' from the universe no less than a hundred times. These signals shuttling back and forth in the darkness are like fishing lanterns suddenly lit up in the chaotic and boundless night. They show that the starry sky is far from as cold as it looks on the surface. Under the shelter of many stars, there are many intelligent beings like you who can think, observe, and watch the starry sky, and a considerable number of them have developed to a very high level. At least … they have learned how to let their 'greetings' leave the ground under their feet and cross such a long starry sky."
"No less than a hundred times?!" Gwen finally widened his eyes in shock. "This planet has received so many alien signals?"
"It's not a deliberate reception. Most of those signals are released aimlessly, undulating in the universe like ripples, with some of them merely 'passing by' this place. My memories span millions of years, and it's not strange to hear some greetings in such a long time."
Gwen could not help but take a soft breath. He hesitantly asked, "Then … what happened to these signals?"
"Most of them went out, like fireflies."
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