In this brief moment of contact, Amoun read the fluctuations hidden deep in the normal thought data stream — the dim and scarred information records that reflected the body in the real world.
He may not understand the principle of the neural network, nor how the magic power drove the artificial nerve cords and connectors to achieve the interconnection of thought and data, but as a former god, he at least had the unique authority in his own field. This had not changed even after he had left his position and declined for three thousand years.
The God of Nature was old, but the old deer still had a trick up his sleeve.
Patty stopped and looked at the old man in front of her in confusion. The seriousness in the old man's eyes made her a little nervous. "Mr. Speedway Buck … What's wrong with you?"
"Is your body in a very bad condition?" Amoun frowned. The moment he touched Patty's finger, he had established a spiritual connection with the mortal girl in front of him. At this moment, in his sight, the girl in a white dress with a bright smile was covered with another layer of "shadow." The shadow was scarred, weak, and sick. Although there were many signs of treatment, there were still a lot of wounds that could not be healed. "Did you suffer a serious injury many years ago?"
"Mr. Speedway Buck?" Patty finally showed a shocked expression. "How did you know …"
"I …" Ah Moen opened his mouth, but he suddenly realized that he couldn't explain it at all. He couldn't expose his identity casually, but how could an ordinary user wandering in the neural network "see" the problem with Patty at a glance?
However, Patty did not delve deeper into this issue. She saw that the old man in front of her seemed to have some unspeakable reasons. As one of the earliest users of the neural network and now one of the guides, this once naive and ignorant girl now knew a lot of things. She knew that those who accompanied her in the past were actually believers of the Eternal Rest. She also knew that many of the people who worked with her in the network had died long ago in the real world. After experiencing so many unimaginable things, she could only smile when facing an old man with an unspeakable reason.
"It's okay, old man. Everyone has some secrets that they can't disclose." She smiled and shook her head. "But you are right. My body is not very good, and I still need someone to take care of me. But compared to a few years ago, my condition is much better now. According to Grandpa Pitman, other than the inconvenience of movement, there is no longer any life-threatening or worsening factors in my body."
Amoun was glad that the girl did not ask him anything. At the same time, he knew that what she said was true. According to his observation, although the girl's injuries were still very serious, there were traces of treatment everywhere. Judging from the healing technology of mortals, this recovery effect was close to the limit.
It had pulled a girl who might not have lived to adulthood out of the fate of death, and even allowed her to live to a very old age safely. From the perspective of mortals, this was a miracle.
But from a god's point of view, this matter could still be improved, but this required him to take a small step towards a dangerous boundary.
"Mr. Highway?" Noticing that the old man in front of her suddenly fell silent, Patty frowned. She stood on tiptoe and waved in front of Amoun. "Do you think of something again?"
Amoun woke up from his contemplation. He looked down and gazed at the girl in front of him for a long time until Patty felt a little awkward. He suddenly said, "Little Patty, have we known each other for almost a month?"
"Actually, it's more than 20 days away." Patty scratched the hair behind her ear and said while calculating, "What's the matter? Why do you suddenly mention this? "
"I want to give you a small gift." Amoun slowly smiled, and the wrinkles on his old and kind face smoothed out. As he spoke, he bent down slightly and shook his wrist in front of the girl. As if by magic, a white flower appeared out of thin air. "Look, this is what I created. It has never appeared in this world."
"Wow!" Patty looked at the flower in front of her and reached out her hand in surprise. "Have you learned how to create things with your mind in this dream city? It's so beautiful! Thank you. Highway — "
She took the flower, but before she could finish her sentence, the old man in front of her suddenly disappeared. In the special message box that she could see as a guide, it showed that the user had logged out of the network.
…
White flashes filled his entire vision in an instant, and the temporary dizziness caused by the forced redirection of the nerve connection also disappeared. Amoun only felt that he was in a trance for a moment. When he looked around again, he found that he had come to a space filled with boundless mist, gray grassland, and endless sunlight. The light mist seemed to hide all the details in this space. He could only see that there seemed to be a small hill in the distance, and a huge figure was quietly lurking in the depths of the mist.
He looked down and saw a circle of eye-catching red letters around him: You have been temporarily banned by the administrator.
The figure lurking in the depths of the mist in the distance moved. It looked huge and heavy, but when it moved, it did not make the slightest sound. Amoun subconsciously wanted to be alert, but soon he realized who the figure was, so he quieted down and patiently waited for it to come to him.
Long arthropods cut through the mist, and a holy white spider walked out of the mist. Its eyeless head hung down in the direction of Amoun. The next second, a petite figure appeared in the fine fluff on the spider's head and jumped down lightly from the sky.
Her long white hair that reached her ankles spread out in the air like wings and retracted as she landed on the ground. This "Narrator from the upper level" who was in charge of the entire neural network came to Amoen and looked up at the "god of the past" who was standing there in the image of an old elf. Her eyes were full of a businesslike attitude.
Amoun did not wait for the girl to speak and took the initiative to spread his hands. "I know, I know. Dangerous operation, right? I heard Mirmina mention that violations will attract the administrator …"
"Ordinary violations will only trigger an automatic warning from the system or ordinary patrols sent by the network management center. If you are kicked out of the network, you will only return to the real world," Neritil said with a straight face. "Only the highest-level and most special violations will attract the higher-level narrators and bring you to this' boundary layer. '"
"Is that so?" Amoun froze for a moment. Obviously, this was a little different from what he understood. "I heard from Mirmina that she was often chased around by you, and every now and then she would be brought to this place to be lectured … I thought you would personally deal with all the violations …"
"Please don't interrupt, Mr. Amoun," Naretil said immediately. "You and your companions have added a lot of extra work for me and Duwalter. Comparatively speaking, Ms. Enya is much more well-behaved than you."
Amoun suddenly coughed twice. "Ahem, this is just my first violation. You can't blame me for Mirmina's running around and trying to 'rule the boundary.' Well, of course, I don't mean to shirk responsibility. I admit that I have violated the rules, but … I just want to help the girl a little."
At the end of his sentence, his expression had gradually become serious. Apparently, he had a particularly firm attitude on this matter. He admitted his mistake, but he would do it again next time.
"I know." Naretil's expression did not change. She just continued to stare at Amoun seriously and said, "So your punishment is only a temporary ban. The ban is temporary. This is to prevent you from doing further dangerous things."
It sounded like the ban would be lifted soon. Amoun breathed a sigh of relief. He smiled at the young but serious goddess in front of him. At the same time, his mind became clear and active again. He asked casually, "How long will the ban take? When can I go back? "
"Wait for the notice," Naretil said. She then added, "But don't worry, it won't be more than a few hours at most."
"That's good …" Amoun breathed a sigh of relief and began to think about what he should do next to pass the time. At this moment, he suddenly vaguely felt that something was wrong. "Wait, I suddenly feel that something is wrong …"
"What's wrong?"
"… You should be very clear about my original authority, and you should also know that I still have the power after leaving the divine throne." Ah Mo 'en's expression became serious as he stared into Neritir's light-colored eyes. "So you should know that as long as I get in touch with Patty a few times, I will find out about her situation sooner or later. Considering that my human nature has taken over, and my' inclination 'has a risk factor, so you should …"
He stopped halfway and continued after a short pause, "There is not only Patty as a guide, but I have only met one guide in so many days. Who is the one who arranged this?"
Naretil was silent for a few seconds before she said slowly, "Who knows …"
Ah Mo En stared at the "Narrator from above" for a long time before asking, "Then, is this a kind help or another test project behind this?"
Naretil's tone was still calm. "Both."
Amoun looked at the upper narrator who did not seem to want to reveal more information. He could only sigh helplessly. "… Last question, is this harmful to Patty?"
"We will not conduct any experiment that is harmful to the testers without informing them. Patty knows nothing. She will only get a gift."
"Well, considering the problem the Theocratic Council is facing, this should be the most impeccable attitude." Amoun nodded and agreed.
This time, it was finally Naretil's turn to be a little surprised. The young but 'retired' god looked at Amoun with surprise. "Are you really not angry at all?"
Amoun looked down at the white-haired girl in front of him. After a long time, he suddenly smiled, and the wrinkles on his face were smoother than before. "Why should I be angry? I have been through so much, and all this is just a small matter to me, not to mention that this is a 'small matter that is quite beneficial'."
"It's good that you think that way." Neritir finally smiled, and her business-like attitude dissipated. "But then again, even so, I can't lift the ban on you ahead of time. The observation team behind us is still confirming the aftereffects of the flower. Before the process is over, you have to stay in this place."
Amoun nodded thoughtfully. He glanced at the surrounding mist and the hills and endless plains looming in the depths of the mist. "There is a higher level of divine protection in the depths of the neural network … This is actually a 'quarantine house'. I understand what is going on. Don't worry, I will wait patiently. For me, 'patience' is the one thing I do not lack … "
The mist-shrouded space was quiet for a moment. After a few minutes, Amoun's voice suddenly broke the silence. "Why don't you call Duwalter over? The three of us can play cards or something …"
Naretil glanced at Amoun, who was sitting on the ground in a daze, and shook her head. "Duwalter should be free now, but I don't want to play cards."
"But the card game invented by Gwen needs at least three people …" Amoun suddenly frowned. "Madam Enya is not here …"
Naretil just looked at them quietly and did not respond.
"Bring Mirmina here," Amoun finally could not help but say. "With Duwalter, 'people' will be enough."
Naretil immediately shook her head. "Administrators have their own rules. I can't bring a user here without breaking the rules. Mr. Amoun, don't think about this kind of thing … "
"She told me yesterday that there is a data tree in the Triangular Square. As long as you jump and dash, you will pass through the 'narrative surface' and directly connect to the city's secondary encrypted communication layer. You can also see from the inside …"
Before her voice trailed off, Naretil had disappeared into the mist-shrouded space, leaving only her voice that gradually dissipated into Amoun's ears. "Wait a minute. I'll get her."
Amoun looked at the direction where Naretil and the huge white spider disappeared in the mist. After a long time, he shrugged and muttered to himself, "It's none of my business."
…
Downstream of the White Water River, east of Gilan City, the towering Cracked Stone Fortress still stood at the end of the mountain wall. In the room with the best lighting in the fortress, a pleasant buzzing sound suddenly came from an immersion cabin placed against the wall. Then, the cabin cover slid open smoothly, revealing the seat inside and Patty, who had gradually turned into a young girl in the past two years, leaning on the seat.
Feeling the stimulation of the sun, Patty's eyelids trembled a few times before she finally woke up completely from the 'immersion' state. She opened her eyes and looked around. Immediately, she saw a familiar figure.
Selena Geerfen was standing in front of the fireplace not far away with a lantern in her hand, looking at her with a smile.
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