The onlookers, who seemed to be bidding farewell to the corpse, finally left.
Gwen breathed a sigh of relief. He glanced at Amber, who was resting on a nearby chair, and then at Tyre, who was waiting for his "spiritual food" in the corner of the room. Gwen calmed himself down and began to concentrate again, allowing himself to enter the mental network of the Eternal Sleeper.
…
Inside Patty's bedroom in Broken Stone Castle, Gilan Hill.
The light of the giant sun had completely sunk into the opposite side of the mountains, and the faint starlight had appeared at the end of the horizon on the other side. The bright magic crystal lamp lit up in the room, and together with the courtyard lights and street lamps inside and outside the castle, it dispelled the thickening darkness. Under the bright light, Patty was sitting at her exclusive desk, carefully reading a beautifully printed textbook with a simple binding.
The content of the textbook was not difficult, and it was only at the level of elementary education in the Imperial General College. However, Patty had missed out on too much education, so she only started to read these basic textbooks now.
But she was still very happy because she could sit on the chair and read without the constant pain and convulsions. She had never imagined that she would be so lucky in the past many years.
A gust of air blew in from the vent in the corner of the room, and it blew the hair on Patty's cheek. The girl felt something and looked up, but there was no one beside her.
Patty lowered her eyelids and pursed her lips in frustration.
She hadn't had that incredible dream for a long time. She didn't see the kind "Sister Selina", the grumpy red-haired uncle, and the big uncle who called himself "Uncle Ceci".
Everything in that dream seemed to have become messy fragments along with her muddle-headed days in the past few years, and it became blurred in the girl's gradually recovering mental world. Her mother told her that those were hallucinations induced by the ointment used for pain relief. As her body gradually recovered, she would eventually forget that strange and long dream, just like every child's fantasies in their childhood gradually faded away. Because Patty … had finally grown up.
But Patty would still think of the things in the dream from time to time, thinking of the beautiful streets and gardens, and the kind people in the dream … She had never dared to tell her mother that she actually wanted to go back to the world in the dream and see those uncles and aunts again.
Because she had forgotten to say goodbye to them in her last dream.
But her mother would definitely be worried, so Patty hid everything in her heart.
Another breeze blew, but it came from the opposite direction of the vent. Patty quickly turned around, but she still didn't see anyone.
When she glanced at the glass window across from her, she vaguely saw the reflection of a warm and familiar lantern. But when she rubbed her eyes and looked again, she couldn't see anything.
…
The pale golden light of the runes flowed like water on the surface of the large round table. Under the illumination of this light, which was only for decorative purposes, figures began to emerge around the round table.
Compared to the previous Supreme Conference of Bishops, there were a few empty seats around the round table this time. The archbishops who attended the conference as usual had obviously noticed this, but they only glanced at the empty seats and did not ask about it.
Soon, almost everyone's eyes fell on the seat beside Selena Geer.
A special 'participant' was sitting there openly, greeting the archbishops' gazes with a smile.
"You all came on time," Sui Xiong said with a smile. Gawain said with a smile as he looked at the people he knew in the conference room. Archbishop Yuri's seat was a few seats away from him, and the archbishop's complexion was much better than before. Archbishop Magnum, on the other hand, was sitting on the opposite side of the round table. He pursed his lips tightly and did not seem to have any intention of releasing Psionic Storm. This made Gawain nod in satisfaction.
That's the way it is. Don't carve everything into your subconscious mind. Is Psionic Storm supposed to be used for self-defense?
The atmosphere was a little strange. Obviously, even though this was the second time that the wanderers had appeared, the archbishops were not very used to the situation where 'large neutral wild monsters suddenly became the leaders of the organization'. The participants looked at each other. After exchanging glances, a few of them greeted Gwen awkwardly, but most of them could only squeeze out a smile. They did not know how to respond to the 'wanderers' to show that they were not panicking in the face of danger.
Gwen did not care about this. He had expected such a situation anyway. After a simple greeting, he observed the venue and found that a few people were missing.
"It seems that a few people are absent?" He looked at Meghul III, who was floating in the air. "Do you need to wait?"
"They have unfortunately been contaminated by the higher-ups," Meghul III's starlight amalgamation wriggled slowly, and a gentle voice came from it. "It's no longer suitable for them to appear here."
Gwen nodded and said casually, "Oh, that's unfortunate."
Even the archbishops of the Supreme Episcopal Church were included in the purge list. It seemed that Meghul III's purge of the church was indeed extraordinary. Was this preparation for the upcoming reorganization and core transfer of the church?
To do this in two or three days, the ability of the Pope of the Dream World was indeed extraordinary.
With a little emotion in his heart, Gwen shook his head and turned the topic to the contamination of the higher-ups. "Speaking of the contamination of the higher-ups, Selena, did the runes I gave you last time work?"
"It has had an amazing effect," Selina replied immediately. Her eyes were filled with undisguised joy. "Our compatriots who were contaminated by the exploration of Sandbox No.1 quickly calmed down after seeing the runes. Now, they are given a 'tranquilizer rune' every six hours. The most contaminated people have also stopped praying to the Narrators on the top. The quarantine will continue for a while, and after the incident is over, if they don't have a relapse, they can be declared cured. "
"That's good," Gwen said in a good mood. "You see, the higher-ups are still manageable, right?"
The 'runes' he mentioned were the siren runes he gave to Selena when she talked to him through the spiritual illusion projection. They were the lines copied from Tyre's sea demon form.
Although there were still many mysteries surrounding the runes that originated from the sirens, and Cecil's runemasters were still unable to fully decipher their mysteries, Jenny's research team had already sorted out several effective combinations of runes and made partial use of them. The runes had been used to treat Daniel's mental illness. They had been made into a "Mind Protection System" and proved to be effective against the False God's body. Now, the runes from the deep sea proved to be effective against the mental corruption of the Narrators from the upper echelons!
Of course, the recovered people might fall into a short period of squid mania, or become overly excited, optimistic, and cheerful for a certain period of time. These were all side effects. But compared to being completely mentally contaminated and becoming a believer of the indescribable, or even losing one's mind and becoming a sacrifice, these side effects were obviously acceptable and even negligible.
To be honest, Gwen had always felt that the siren's rune effect of "let's go dig up the big squid together" was actually some kind of spiritual contamination similar to the erosion of the gods. After all, there was now evidence that the "racial totem" of the deep sea salted fish had indeed stolen the deity position of the Lord of Storms, and the pattern of their sea demon form was obviously related to the authority of the storm. But the spiritual contamination effect of the deep sea salted fish was so funny that sometimes Gwen could not tell whether it was an evil god or a harmonious god. But one thing was for sure, there was no harm in being cheerful and optimistic …
Perhaps this was what they meant when they said that only mental pollution could be resisted …
The archbishops at the scene listened to Gwen and Selena talk about purifying the spiritual contamination of the higher-ups, but no one mentioned the archbishops who were only absent today and were declared as' believers of the higher-ups'. They did not mention the 'contaminated nodes' that had disappeared in the mental network in the past two days. Everyone had a tacit understanding on this matter —
Some people had been contaminated by the Narrators of the upper echelons. After being purified, they would soon return. Some people were absent today, so they really wouldn't return …
"So, let's go back to the main topic." After talking about the runes, Gwen took the initiative to end the topic. He turned to Meghul III in the air. "Are you ready for another operation on sandbox No. 1?"
"Everything is ready." The starlight amalgamation in the air wriggled. "Including all levels of monitoring and support in the network, as well as the dream shielding and guidance personnel in the real world. As for the specific personnel entering sandbox No. 1 … Learning from the previous experience, we will no longer send ordinary priests in. This time, only three people will enter sandbox No. 1 except you. "
As soon as Meghul III's voice trailed off, the three figures sitting around the round table had already stood up.
Gwen was not surprised to see Selena, Yuri, and Magnum, the three archbishops.
Apparently, they had personally explored the phantom town and dealt with the higher-ups' affairs for a long time. Once again, they had become members of the exploration team.
As for Daniel, he was not selected for this operation. Gwen was not surprised. As the security director of the mental network, Daniel's role in sandbox No. 1 was quite limited. He should be arranged to provide technical support in the backbone network to ensure the stability and reliability of the network environment and prevent unexpected data contamination in sandbox No. 1.
"A team of four … Fewer people, less trouble." Gwen nodded. He did not seem to care much about the specific "teammates". "Is there anything else to pay attention to?"
A female archbishop in a white robe with a slightly gloomy temperament stood up. She seemed to be the technical person in charge. "As agreed, after you enter sandbox No. 1, we will partially restore the time iteration of the system. The flow of time in sandbox No. 1 will be increased to ten times that of the real world. This is the highest rate that the sandbox's security system can support without causing any deterioration of the contamination."
As the female archbishop's voice trailed off, Daniel in a black robe also stood up. "During this period, the backbone network will use all the remaining computing power to maintain the stability of the consciousness stratosphere. This can ensure that the contamination in the sandbox will not leak out to the outside. This can last for one day in the real world …"
Gwen nodded. "This is easy to understand. By using the time acceleration, you have bought us ten days of action. In these ten days, no matter how big of a mess we make in sandbox No. 1, you will do everything possible to ensure that the outside world is not contaminated."
The gloomy woman nodded. "That's right. You can do whatever you want."
Gwen asked again, "What if I don't get rid of the upper narrators in ten days, or the operation in the sandbox fails?"
The gloomy female priest immediately replied, "… We will destroy all the brain-servant nodes, and all the priests who have established a connection with sandbox No. 1 will immediately commit suicide to cut off the transmission of the dream. We will do our best to prevent the upper narrators from coming. As for you … we think you must have a way to leave. "
"I have a way to leave …" Gwen said as he glanced at Magnum and the other two around the round table. "But the three of them …"
"I have written my will," Yuri said indifferently.
"Damn it!" Magnum's loud voice rang out. "We said we don't need that stuff!"
Yuri glanced at the red-haired man. "If you need to write another one, I can lend you a pen and paper — in the real world."
"Damn it, I don't need it!"
Gwen ignored the two archbishops who seemed to be on good terms with each other. He looked at Selena beside him. "Have you said goodbye?"
"We've met once," Selena said calmly.
Gwen nodded. "Well then, let's go."
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