Truth be told, ever since he took over the mess in the Plane of Dreams, Hao Ren had improved a lot, but at least his mentality had improved a lot.
He encountered all kinds of civilization ruins, planetary wreckage, and divine relics every now and then, he would encounter ancient demigods like Lockmarton exploding on the spot. Nothing he did was a joyous occasion, and he had even earned the nickname of Bomb Maniac and Corpse Collector among his colleagues. After all these years of training, he had developed a kind heart that would not bat an eyelid even if Mt. Tai collapsed in front of him, and his hands would not tremble even if his computer lost power. There was a saying that after working in the morgue for a long time, being thrown into the Middle East war zone was like going home to visit family.
So now that the dust had settled, the culprit had been executed, and the Amantir crystal was in his hands, the contamination of the crystal was no longer a big deal to Hao Ren.
But the contamination of the crystal was indeed a problem.
Above the third platform, the Amantir crystal floated quietly. It had the same size and shape as the other two crystals, but its color had completely changed. The surface of the crystal was filled with lines that looked like blood vessels, and there were clearly visible shadows and dark red spots inside the crystal. But the contamination was not the most lethal part. The most serious was at the bottom of the crystal. There were large pieces of dark structures that protruded out of the crystal like bone spurs. Some of the dark structures had traces of fractures as if something had once been connected to them.
Not long ago, the nerve lines that extended from the giant brain of dreams were connected to these protrusions.
"The Mad Lord's corruption has stopped. Because the source of contamination has been lost, the power of Chaos attached to the crystal no longer has the ability to infect it a second time," Salaman said with a sigh. "But the damage to the crystal itself is irreversible. Its structure has been distorted, and in this case, the chances of the Amantir crystal resonating with the other two crystals are slim."
"I am letting the equipment here do a full scan of it." Hao Ren nodded gently. "Collect all the information, and then use deduction and reverse engineering to restore the distorted data, and reconstruct the data stored in the crystal in a virtual way. This is the best way I can think of."
Salaman expressed his approval of the plan. "Good idea, but I am afraid that just restoring the data is not enough. In the end, we still need the material structure of the crystal. It will not be so easy to reproduce its material structure."
"Tsk, if it comes down to it, I will have to ask the boss for help." Hao Ren smacked his lips. "Most likely, I will be nagged by that silly goddess."
Salaman now knew more about Hao Ren, and also knew that there was a 'God of the Outworld' behind him. Now, when he heard what Hao Ren said, the old giant was dumbfounded. "Is it really okay for you to say that about your goddess?"
Hao Ren waved his hand indifferently. "Corporate culture, corporate culture. By the way, MDT, how are the sprites doing?"
The MDT's tone sounded as if it had gone through the vicissitudes of life. "It's not easy. Finally, they have all been uninstalled. The guardian giants have provided a new batch of node crystals, and the ahoge sprites have moved into the new crystals. They should be having fun with their little friends now."
Hao Ren could not help but look into the distance. He was a little worried before. He did not know if the Amantir sprites with the black and red ahoge on their heads would encounter any problems after returning to their tribe. After all, they were more or less corrupted by the power of the Mad Lord, and the sprites were a super cowardly and neurotic race. It was hard to guarantee that the ordinary sprites who had not been corrupted would not be frightened when they saw their ahoge compatriots. But it turned out that his worries were completely in vain. It was not that the sprites had suddenly become bold, but …
The ordinary sprites did not even realize that the Amantir sprites had been corrupted. Even if Hao Ren had told them the truth, they had completely forgotten about it after playing with the Amantir sprites for three minutes.
Hao Ren thought that the sprites were the kind of race that even if you wanted to kill their entire family, as long as they did not see it with their own eyes, it would not matter.
After confirming that the sprites were safe and sound, everyone's worries were settled. After leaving the lab, Hao Ren brought up another matter that he was concerned about.
"The Denizens of the Stars … Is there any possibility of recovery?"
Everyone could not help but look up at the sky above the Core Planet.
The thick, charged clouds blocked their vision, and it was impossible for those standing on the surface to see the sky behind the clouds. Naturally, they could not see the crystalline shield that shrouded the sacred land like a crystal wall that protected the planet. But everyone knew that the will and life of the 3,000 Denizens of the Stars had been condensed there for thousands of years, and until today, it had not moved.
"Since 3,000 years ago, they have stopped responding to the outside world," Salaman's hologram said faintly, but there was a hint of sadness in his voice. "That impact had destroyed the souls of many of the Denizens of the Stars, and in the thousands of years of war that followed, their power has probably been depleted."
The meaning of the old giant's words was self-evident.
"The war is over, but none of them have woken up?" Lily's ears drooped listlessly. "I feel … unhappy."
A crystal carried by a metal suspension ring floated silently to everyone's side, and Asurmen's voice came from the crystal. "For us, the ancients, to be able to sleep on such a battlefield is a worthy death. I think my compatriots will not have any regrets."
"Your loyalty to the goddess of creation … is admirable," Y 'zaks said from the bottom of his heart. "There are many' gods' in my hometown, and some of their believers can be described as fanatical. But I have never seen a god still have a group of supporters like you fighting for her 10,000 years after her fall. The guardian giants are life created by the goddess, so I can understand, but you … How did you do this? "
Asurmen was silent for a moment before a melodious voice like a wind chime came from the crystal. "This has nothing to do with loyalty or faith. This is because every ancient has memories of the dark and chaotic era. Only because we have experienced that era can we understand how precious the era of Order was after the appearance of the goddess of creation.
"You have never experienced it, so you probably can't understand what kind of era it was, let alone what the goddess of creation who suddenly appeared in front of us meant to us. We never thought that there would be a powerful but kind and friendly god like her in the chaotic and dangerous universe. The Mad Lord was also a god to us, or something like a god, but it was dangerous, wild, and brutal. The goddess of creation was another god, with the same powerful power, but she faced us with a kind and saving attitude. Her appearance did not just change the fate of one or a few ancient people, but the trajectory of the entire universe and the trajectory of all living beings.
"So, we act with a belief that is purer than loyalty and faith. If you insist on saying that this is the other extreme of loyalty, it is not wrong. We will fight for the goddess of creation, for the order she created, because to every ancient, maintaining this order is part of the truth, the natural law of the universe, and the natural law that allows us to survive."
"Whether a god can obtain eternity does not depend on his power, but on his behavior," Y 'zaks said with a sigh. "Those people in my hometown who occupied a demiplane and called themselves gods just because they could throw some' divine punishment 'and think that they could live forever will probably never understand this."
Hao Ren felt that he should say something to the audience, but the scene that came to his mind was the scene of Raven 12345 holding a bowl of noodles and looking at him with a dumbfounded look. So he had to agree with what Y 'zaks said.
The behavior of some gods could really determine some things.
For example, the image.
But no matter how serious the image of Raven 12345 was in Hao Ren 'eyes, he really needed her help this time.
Because the analysis of the Weaves of Destiny soon ran into a problem.
While all kinds of post-war reconstruction work was underway, Hao Ren also began to study the Weaves of Destiny. Although he did not intend to let Vivian sit on it as the human CPU, it did not mean that he had no interest in the "miracle" left behind by the goddess of creation. So, he handed the task over to CARS and the drone cluster. The drone cluster was responsible for acting as operators on the Core, summarizing and uploading all kinds of information and data from the Weaves of Destiny to the analysis host computer of CARS. CARS, on the other hand, would study and analyze the data sent over. Now, the first batch of reports was in front of Hao Ren.
"The core command is seriously damaged? More than 90% unenforceable? "
Hao Ren could not help but exclaim when he saw the glaring summary of the report.
The MDT was also connected to CARS. It said leisurely, "Yes, with the help of the sprites, the research drones established a direct connection with the system of the Throne of Destiny and successfully read the core program of the Throne of Destiny. But then they found a serious problem. The core database used to activate the Weaves of Destiny is faulty. Almost all the boot commands are incomplete. This is the real reason why Vivian's screen suddenly turned blue when she was connected to the Weaves of Destiny."
"That shouldn't be the case. Although the corrupted army has caused great damage to the sacred land, they have never really broken through the defense of the Core. The Throne of Destiny has been unscathed for thousands of years. It should not have been damaged." Hao Ren was very puzzled. "Was it sabotaged by someone?"
"About this, I found a detail," the MDT said. "The sprites who are responsible for guarding the sacred land have been investigating the fault for several days, but they have never found the real cause of the system's blue screen. It was not until we intervened and used the mainframe of CARS to find the problem."
Lily, who was listening, asked casually, "The problem is with the sprites?"
"No, there is nothing wrong with the sprites," the MDT immediately denied. "But I know the way the sprites work. The way they troubleshoot the system is to compare it with a 'holographic snapshot'. The holographic snapshot was taken on the day the Weaves of Destiny was built. It recorded all the parameters of the Weaves of Destiny when it was in good condition. The sprites compared the actual network parameters with the snapshot parameters to determine the fault point."
Hao Ren suddenly understood.
The Weaves of Destiny was flawed from the beginning!
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