The long-lost City of Dreams, the long-lost splendor, the long-lost buildings and palaces.
Magician Daniel stood on the streets of this majestic city. He couldn't help but sigh with emotion as he looked at the magnificent buildings spread out before him and the pedestrians walking on the streets.
He had returned to this place again. After a series of tests and "legacies," he finally got the recognition of the terrible extraterrestrial wanderer and got the permission to reconnect to the mental network and move in the City of Dreams.
But he knew that he did not have freedom. And every day from now on, he would not have freedom in his activities in the mental network.
The extraterrestrial wanderer had left his spiritual imprint in his mind, and it was in the deepest part of his mind. He would never be able to get rid of this imprint. From now on, he had to act as the servant of the extraterrestrial wanderer. He could not tell his master's secrets, he could not do things forbidden by his master, he could not try to break away from his master's control, and he could not ask for help in any form in the spiritual network or warn other eternal sleepers.
He did not have to think about bypassing the rules through secret actions and self-suggestion because he knew that no matter how secretive he was, he could not escape the surveillance of the extraterrestrial wanderer. The surveillance was located in the depths of the subconscious, and people could not deceive their own subconscious. Whether in this mental network or in the real world outside, as long as his subconscious triggered the "keywords" left by the extraterrestrial wanderer, then terrible punishment would come.
But Daniel did not care anymore.
He had already witnessed the great power of the extraterritorial wanderers and received those incredible knowledge inheritances. For him now, his more important identity was that of a servant of the extraterritorial wanderers, not a disciple of the Eternal Rest, let alone a mage named Tiphon.
The old mage reshaped his image into the image he often used in the mental network: an elegant middle-aged mage. Then he walked to the place where the middle and low-level disciples gathered in the city.
He coldly watched the Eternal Sleepers coming and going on the streets of the city, watching those who knew nothing about the power of the extraterrestrial wanderer continue their mediocre lives. Suddenly, a strange sense of pride emerged in his heart.
I am a person who serves the indescribable great existence. I am one of the first messengers of the master who reshaped this world! When the new era arrives, I will have a place at the top of Order. By then, what would this seemingly prosperous but actually illusory City of Dreams count for?
The old mage felt that this sudden feeling was very strange, but in the end, he chose to enjoy it.
A large building with a tall spire and a pale golden exterior appeared in front of them. The building was a meeting place. There were two rows of statues of giants blowing horns at the entrance. Many believers in fine clothes were coming in and out of the magnificent door. Daniel tidied up his clothes and calmly and firmly followed the crowd to the door.
It was the place where the lower and middle class disciples gathered and exchanged knowledge and information. It was also the first step in carrying out his master's will.
The words his master had told him before he went offline echoed in Daniel's mind.
You're already a mature Eternal Sleeper. It's time for you to learn how to stand out, shock everyone with your words, suppress everyone with your skills, and then walk to the peak of life.
Daniel entered the meeting place. The hall on the first floor of the meeting place was spacious and bright. Many long tables with delicious food and wine were distributed around the hall. The inner floor of the hall was for visitors to sit, talk, and rest at the round table and semi-open cubicles. In the center, there was a crystal pillar: that was the port to access the advanced network, upload, publish, and read information.
Daniel ignored the wine and food around him, and also ignored the two charming female Eternal Sleepers who were walking towards him. He went straight to the crystal pillar, put his hand on it, and posted the most important message he could post at his level:
"Important knowledge sharing – Personal major discovery – Hope to attract attention.
"I think the mental network we use actually has a very serious security flaw. Once an unauthorized visitor enters the network, it is extremely difficult to detect, and we can't determine the true state of every visitor in the network …
"I have a plan to build a network security standard, and I also have some ideas to improve the efficiency of node management …
"In addition, our database management is also disorganized and chaotic. When you look up the information, it gives people the feeling that it is cumbersome and confusing. As the Internet continues to develop, we will keep more and more information, and the chaos in the database will inevitably become more and more intense. In this regard, I have some suggestions for standardizing the database. I call it Database Management."
"Hope to get the attention of higher-level nodes."
…
Daniel sent out the message that he had been brewing and editing for a long time, and then left the place.
He was not worried that his information would be drowned in the massive data of the mental network because he knew that the higher-ups of the Eternal Sleep Congregation — those nightmare bishops and archbishops were always watching the network. Even the pope himself maintained a round-the-clock connection with the network. Those powerful Eternal Sleepers had the strength to match their status. They would not let go of any information flowing on the network, and they could instantly pay attention to things that were worth paying attention to.
Even if the other party only caught a glimpse, he believed that the problems he pointed out would attract great attention from the higher-ups of the Congregation.
Although his master had told him to first attract the attention of the Eternal Sleepers of the same level or a slightly higher level, and then gradually find a way to attract the attention of the higher-ups of the Congregation, he knew that there was a better way to get himself into the sight of the higher-ups as soon as possible, and this action had been approved by his master.
Daniel used to have boundless awe and worship for those bishops. He admired the power of those bishops, but after reading the knowledge imparted by his master, and learning what the database structure, directory index, and calling rules were, his awe and reverence for those bishops had disappeared. Using powerful brain power and magic power to control the entire network was really not much different from the behavior of a beast fighting with its strength.
As Daniel expected, in almost a few minutes, the message he sent had already attracted the attention of the Church of the Eternal Sleepers.
In the gorgeous palace in the center of the City of Dreams, a round hall suddenly lit up. Countless mysterious patterns (in fact, they were just light and shadow special effects) appeared on the surface of the huge round table in the center of the hall, and figures appeared out of thin air around the round table.
These were the bishops of the Eternal Sleepers scattered all over the continent.
A bishop with a golden crown on his head said, "Important information has appeared on the network."
Someone next to him responded, "We are already paying attention."
"The Nightmare Mentor named Daniel has found a major security flaw in the network, and the idea he proposed is in the blind spot of our thinking …"
"It has been preliminarily determined that those flaws are real, but no one has noticed them, and no one has proposed a solution."
"We should feel lucky that before the flaws led to a major crisis, a talented compatriot discovered the problem in time …"
"The Pope has ordered us to confirm all the flaws as soon as possible, and seize the time to contact the Nightmare Mentor who found the flaws. Since he can so keenly find the flaws in the mental network, he must have a unique talent in this area."
…
Under Cecil's lead, Gwen slowly woke up from his "meditation" state.
He silently glanced at Amber in front of him and asked, "Do you have to put your face so close to mine every time?"
"I just want to see when I can successfully scare you!" the half-elf said with a cheeky smile. "But you are so calm every time. Tell me the truth, is it because you haven't been completely asleep every time? You were just pretending to be asleep and teasing me! "
"I'm not as bored as you are." Gwen casually pushed Amber aside and stood up in a good mood. He stretched his shoulder joints and asked, "Did anything happen while I was' meditating '?"
"It's nothing. It's just that Hamel came by once and handed in the steel production plan. I put it on your desk," Amber said while curiously looking at Gawain's face. "You seem to be in a good mood. What happened?"
Gwen touched his face a little strangely and asked, "Is it obvious?"
Hu Po crossed his arms and analyzed, "Anyway, I can tell that when the left side of your mouth is curled up higher than the right side, it means that you're in a good mood. Most of the time, you've succeeded in scheming against someone …"
"… Can't you pay attention to something useful when you have nothing better to do?" Gwen rolled his eyes at the half-elf, then nodded and admitted, "I'm in a good mood."
The half-elf suddenly looked quite interested. "Why, why? What did you comprehend in your dream again? "
Gawain did not answer him directly. Instead, he suddenly asked a seemingly unrelated question, "Tell me, how do you think you can hide in a huge organization with a complicated internal structure and never be discovered by the organization's screening mechanism?"
Amber froze for a moment, not understanding where the question came from. But she still tried to answer, "Disguise yourself? Keep moving? Prepare multiple fake identities? "
Gwen smiled and shook his head, but did not answer the half-elf. He did not intend to let anyone know that he had infiltrated the mental network of the Eternal Sleeper.
In fact, the answer to the question was very simple:
There was always the possibility of being seen through by disguises, and constantly moving would also be detected by vigilant monitors. No matter how many fake identities there were, they were still fake identities. There was only one best way … and that was to become the person who set up the screening mechanism.
Gwen was very happy, and the corners of his mouth rose crazily. As long as he became the person in charge of checking identities, then all the fake identities would be real.
And when Daniel completed those tasks, Gwen could even use real-name authentication and address binding functions to cut down the cultists through the wifi …
Amber looked at the change of expression on Gwen's face, and suddenly could not help but rub the goosebumps on her arms. "… You're out of your mind again, old dumpling."
Gwen did not care about Amber's stupid mouth, but smiled and waved his hand. "Okay, I'll explain to you in the future, you first …"
Before he finished, the little maid Betty's voice suddenly came from outside the door. "Master! Mr. Solderlin is back! "
Gwen was startled and quickly responded, "Let him in!"
A moment later, Gwen saw the high-grade ranger, who was travel-worn, and could even be said to be in a rather bad shape.
He looked at his powerful friend in astonishment, and immediately noticed the blood on his chest. "What happened to you?!"
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