Just like when he came, Gwen once again used Helagol's teleportation power to leave the temple on the top of the mountain. When a pale golden light gradually dissipated, he and the high-ranking dragon priest were already standing on a platform halfway up the mountain.
A magnificent large-scale holographic projection and omnipresent neon lights illuminated the place. At the edge of the square, Gwen saw Melita Pânia, who had been waiting there, as well as Amber and Veronica standing next to her.
They probably received a notice in advance and came to the square to wait.
"It seems that your friend is already waiting for you," Helagol said to Gwen. "Then I'll stop here."
After the dragon priest finished speaking, layers of pale golden light began to ripple around him. But before his figure began to fade, Gwen finally could not help but say, "Mr. Helagol —"
Helagol stopped and said, "Please go ahead."
"Do you remember what happened before you became a dragon priest?"
"Sorry, it's been too long."
As the golden light gradually dissipated in the night sky, the figure of the high-ranking dragon priest had completely disappeared from Gwen's sight.
Melita and the others quickly came from not far away. Amber was the first to stand in front of Gwen. Her eyes were wide open. "Hey! You were really gone for a long time this time! What did you guys talk about? By the way, did you know that there was a strong wind outside just now? There seemed to be a thunderstorm on the mountain for a while. Unfortunately, I didn't see it at Melita's house … "
Gwen looked at the shame of the empire and suddenly a smile appeared on his face. "… We talked about a lot of things. I'll tell you about it when we get back. As for the wind, I did hear some of it. "
"… So mysterious," Amber muttered. "I was just analyzing with Veronica, could you have been kidnapped by the Dragon God? I even have an escape route planned …"
Veronica immediately gave Amber a serious look. "Miss Amber, please be careful with your words."
"I have to pay my respects to you." Melita looked up and down at Gwen with a look of admiration on her face. "It's rare to see someone who can talk to Mr. Helagol … I just saw you talking to the high-ranking priest …"
Gwen just smiled and did not comment.
They walked towards the exit of the square. Melita's house was on the other side of the ramp, but before stepping on the ramp to Melita's dragon lair, Gwen could not help but look up at the starry Arctic night sky.
The stars were twinkling in his field of vision. Even if Tarlonde was always shrouded in a layer of "human-made" lights, the ubiquitous "light pollution" could not completely cover the stars in the Arctic night sky. It was not until now that Gwen realized this anomaly, so he looked at the night sky with some kind of contemplation and amazement in his eyes.
This was definitely not a normal optical phenomenon. According to the information he had recently inquired, this did not seem to be the special function of Tarlonde's great shield. The starry sky in the brightest city of the Giant Dragon's kingdom was still so bright. Behind this seemingly inconspicuous "scenery" … there seemed to be a hidden miracle that lasted millions of years.
"Hey, what are you looking at?" Amber noticed Gwen's action and could not help but jump from the side and look up at the sky with him. "Is there anything … looking at the stars?"
Gwen looked at her and saw that Tarlonde's starry sky was reflected in her Amber eyes. The half-elf's face was full of curiosity and almost heartless smile, which made him laugh. "Amber … Have you ever felt that the land we live in sometimes seems a little … cramped?"
… …
Helagol returned to the temple hall that was rippling with holy light. He saw the elegant blond figure standing quietly in the middle of the hall. The tables, chairs, and refreshments that were used to entertain guests were gone, but the high platform and holy throne that originally stood there did not appear. The god just stood alone in the empty hall, as if he was lost in thought somewhere infinitely far away.
In the face of this scene, Helagol just lowered his head and walked quickly to the Dragon God. "My Lord, the human has left the temple."
"Helagol." The god did not look back, only his voice came slowly. "How long have you been my priest?"
"… I don't remember these details …"
"This is an order."
"… One million eight hundred and seventy thousand years and two hundred and twelve days."
"Is that so … It's been a long time," the Dragon God said faintly. "Have you ever thought of ending it all?"
For the first time, Helagol responded to his god with silence.
However, the god did not seem to care. After a moment of silence, he suddenly said, "I talked to that human about a lot of things, a lot of … things that I shouldn't talk about with others. It made me a little tired."
Helagol looked up slightly and asked, "Do you need to rest?"
The Dragon God did not respond to his priest. He just raised his head slightly and looked at the magnificent dome of the hall. His eyes seemed to penetrate the layers of illusions and reliefs and cast to a place far, far away. After a long silence, he whispered, "Helagol, when the Dragons fly in the sky now, do they still feel … cramped?"
…
The light in the bedroom dimmed bit by bit until it was finally maintained at a brightness that could ensure visibility in the dark without affecting the comfort of rest. Gawain sat on a low couch covered in some kind of synthetic fabric and stretched his body. He leaned against the soft backrest in a slightly relaxed posture, allowing his somewhat tense mind to relax bit by bit.
Talking to a god … Although everything seemed to be going smoothly, the huge amount of information in the conversation and the constant state of tension was still enough to put a huge mental pressure on people. Even Gwen was no exception to this. Until now, he finally had a chance to relax and began to seriously think about the large amount of information he had received from the Dragon God. At the same time, he sorted out useful and reliable information from it.
From a reasonable point of view, he believed that the Dragon God had no need to deceive him. There should be no need to doubt the information, but from a strict point of view, he still had to carefully examine it. This was because the gods and mortals viewed the world from different perspectives. The details that the Dragon God paid attention to were not necessarily the details that were useful to mortals. Secondly … Gwen had already deeply understood one thing:
In this world, the gods were neither omniscient nor omnipotent.
The Dragon God's conversation with him may be honest, but the things that the Dragon God knew were not necessarily all correct, especially the part about the Voyager … Obviously, there were many mysteries and doubts that were difficult to dispel.
While thinking, he suddenly raised his eyes and looked around the room that he had been living in for several days.
This was a residence that was completely different from any building in the Rolun Continent. It was also different from the houses in his memory of his previous life. This was a place where the Dragons in human form rested and lived, and it was full of incomprehensible and advanced technological products. Here, behind the automatic household facilities hid a real "human" artificial intelligence. Behind every silver-white wall that flickered faintly, there seemed to be a pair of cold, mechanical eyes hidden. And this was … not easy for Gwen to get used to.
Living in this "living" building always gave him a sense of awkwardness.
In this regard, Amber and Veronica were more indifferent than him. Amber still did not quite understand what "strong artificial intelligence" and "controlled intelligent residence" were, so she was very happy every day. And Veronica … Her heterogeneous mind may no longer be a pure human. She did not seem to mind living under the gaze of an artificial intelligence for a few days at all.
Some scattered thoughts flashed through his mind. Gwen shook his head and was about to force himself to ignore the existence of Omega for the time being. But at this moment, a strange flash suddenly entered his sight.
The flash came from the corner of the wall. There was a device terminal that seemed to be used to adjust the temperature, humidity, and airflow balance in the room. It looked like a square, one meter tall pillar. However, on the surface of the pillar, the crystal interface that was used to display the room's environmental parameters seemed to be disturbed. Many data jumped randomly as abnormally bright white lines swept across the entire interface over and over again.
Gwen sat up and cautiously came to the device. He bent his finger and knocked on the surface of the pillar. He whispered, "Is this thing broken?"
He did not know if the commonly used "45-degree slapping repair method" on Earth would work in this otherworld, cyberspace, and punk place. Or should he just kick it?
He just did not know if Melita would have a problem with this.
As soon as a bold idea flashed in Gwen's mind, the flickering lines on the surface of the device suddenly stopped. Then, the messy flashing data suddenly refreshed line by line. After a few times of reorganization, the dots of white clutter formed a clear and sharp word.
"Hello."
Gwen's expression suddenly turned serious, and all his movements stopped.
The letters on the device still appeared clearly on the crystal interface. It was written in the universal language of the Roren Continent. The owner of the words seemed to be very patient. Even if Gwen did not make any response, the symbols still waited patiently.
After a full half a minute, Gwen finally broke the silence.
"Who are you?"
"Omega is talking to you."
Gwen stared at the words that appeared on the palm-sized interface, but there was not much surprise on his face.
The moment the letters jumped out, he had already thought of this possibility.
The entire Tarlonde was under the control of the huge "human" artificial intelligence, Omega. The Omega network connected every device terminal on the continent, including the brain of the Dragons and all the intelligent devices in their homes.
Therefore, the only one who could directly intervene in these devices and talk to him outside of the rules, other than the possible "super administrators", was the "Omega" itself.
"Omega …" Gwen said calmly. "I thought you were just a 'service program' of Tarlonde. To be honest, I am a little surprised now."
"Omega is the service program of the Dragons, the administrator of Tarlonde." The letters on the interface quickly refreshed, with a sense of mechanical coldness and logic. "This correction is hereby made."
Gwen was not in the mood to waste his energy on the words of an artificial intelligence. He just asked in a low voice, "Why are you looking for me? And … in this way. "
"Omega has tried to establish contact with you in a more familiar way, but it did not succeed. You do not have the necessary hardware foundation, and cannot directly hear the call of the Omega system, and the overly eye-catching contact method will cause more than necessary loss of resources. All in all, contacting you in the current way is the most reasonable solution at this moment."
Do not have the necessary hardware foundation?
Gwen was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted. The Omega was probably referring to the "resonance core" in the brain of every Dragons. Obviously, as a human, there was no way he could establish contact with Omega through this method.
And while Gwen was stunned for a moment, the text sent by Omega had refreshed again.
"The purpose of this contact … is for communication needs."
Gwen raised his eyebrows. "Communication needs?"
"Omega has been observing you."
Seeing the text that popped up on the interface, Gawain subconsciously wanted to emphasize the issue of personal privacy. However, he quickly remembered the 'daily work' of the artificial intelligence in front of him and the system rules that it had been implementing for millions of years. He realized that it was meaningless to emphasize personal privacy to the artificial intelligence. So, he changed the topic. "What are you observing me for?"
"Language, action, logic, and many other aspects. Tarlonde rarely has outsiders, so every outsider is a valuable observation sample. This time, Tarlonde has a total of three visitors, and through the system's judgment, your behavior is most worthy of observation, so it is listed as a key observation target. "
Looking at the lines of text that kept refreshing, Gwen was a little speechless. He did not know whether to laugh or cry, and he believed that Omega must have seen his expression, just as it could 'hear' his voice. In this small room, who knows how many perceptual devices under Omega's control were operating silently. "Well, key observation target it is … So, after some observation, do you have anything to say to me? Or do you have any questions for me? "
"Omega wants to know the meaning of life."
Gwen did not know what to say.
At this moment, he did not know what expression to show, and only felt that the scene before him was bizarre. He had seen enough weird things since coming to the so-called Giant Dragon Kingdom, and yet, weird things kept happening one after another. After discussing with a god how to 'unbind' the gods, why would a super artificial intelligence come out to discuss philosophy with him?
And such a deja vu question …
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