Just like that, we decided on the direction of our operation against the Fallen Apostles for the time being. However, the specifics of the operation still needed to be researched by the team of experts from the command. Such an operation of great importance could not be made casually. However, Sandora and I were no longer required to personally participate in the minor details.
However, everyone knew that the effect of such an operation was limited. One could not treat one's enemy as a fool.
Everything we did was to make the Fallen Apostles think that their sudden acquisition of Mysticism knowledge was a "mistake" by the New Empire and not the latter's intention. This way, they would think that they could surpass us by relying on their technology tree at home. However, as long as there were sufficiently cautious and meticulous fellows among them, they would immediately suspect that their camp was being "guided" by the Imperial Army. When that happens, they would no longer continue to stay at home no matter what.
So, we had to do our best to speed up the conversion of the Mysticism information and strive to turn it from the knowledge in the database into soldiers armed to the toenails in the shortest time possible.
First of all, there was a consensus: to restore the production capacity of the Celestial Metropolis as soon as possible. This should be our other advantage in addition to being "prepared." We had a set of production bases in the old Empire that could still be used, regardless of whether it was complete or not. Although the capital of the Fifteen Celestial Metropolis was only a fragment of a light year in size after the calamity, it was fortunate that it retained a large number of Empire facilities. For the New Empire, which had to rebuild everything from scratch, the remaining production bases were still a great fortune. Wasn't there a saying that a dying attack was better than being attacked … Ahem, a starving camel was still bigger than a horse. The production capacity of the Celestial Metropolis was almost equivalent to the total production capacity of the Shadow Realm after four years of construction.
After the Celestial Metropolis had basically recovered, it was time to consider building replicas of the Celestial Metropolis in the various ruling regions of the capital universe — Mysticism production bases. These production bases could be built together with the existing space bases of the Empire. They could even be built together directly! Using my sister's words, we had to quickly change our views and habits. We had to immediately adapt to the current situation where the Empire's technology was about to take over half the sky. I was quite confident about this. The Shiring Apostles' powerful natural talents allowed them to "adapt to new environments" with unparalleled efficiency. Others aside, just look at that bastard Sicarro …
In fact, when it came to adapting to the spellcasters of the Empire that were about to rise, the Empire's veterans did not have to worry at all. I was referring to the 300 commanders who came with Pandora and their respective old subordinates. These veterans came from the Fifteen Celestial Metropolis of the Great Old Empire. They had been in hibernation for tens of thousands of years until the revival of Gaia. They had fought together with the spellcasters of the Empire a long time ago. It was just that part of their memories and experience were sealed because of the Concept Separation. Now that the two parts of their home planet had merged, they had recovered these memories. They were very familiar with everything about the Mysticism and did not need any training to cooperate with the latter. The ones who really needed to work hard to adapt were the newly created Shiring Apostles. Their memories were compiled after the new central database of the Empire was established. There was no "sealed memories" in them. To them, other than Raven and Alaya, all the spellcasters of the Schilling Empire were strangers. Even if the relevant information was directly inputted into their memory cores, it would take time to convert those things into battle experience and instincts.
Of course, there were also magical units in the current servant army of the Empire, such as the Azeroth Shaman Brigade and other strange armies. However, these units could not be compared to the situation mentioned above. On the high-end battlefield, their strength still could not be counted as "fighting side by side" with the Schilling Army. They could only be considered as a batch of external aid. The experience accumulated from fighting together with them could not be used on the spellcasters of the Schilling Empire.
In the lecture hall, a few high-ranking officers were discussing the issue of battle deployment. Although their topic was because of me and Sandora, I still felt drowsy listening to them. Thus, I turned my head and waved at Sives. I wanted to ask some questions that I still did not understand.
"Your Majesty, what are your orders?" Sives bent down and asked in a low voice. In the end, I faintly smelled an almost indistinguishable fragrance. I was instantly stunned. "Huh? You even use perfume? "
Although it seemed inappropriate to ask such a question in such a serious place, my curiosity was really piqued. If it was someone else, it would be fine, but Sives's personality … She was the most serious and meticulous person in the command. In fact, it was said that everything in her dormitory was arranged according to a logarithmic function. Could it be that this sister, who was made of special materials, also uses cosmetics?
Sives definitely did not expect me to ask such a question. He was momentarily stunned. After two seconds, he said awkwardly, "When I am free, I go to Asida and Asidora's place to help out with the flower shop. They have almost turned that place into a haunted house. It is probably because of the smell. "
I said, "… Then the two sisters … Forget it. Let me ask you something about the construction of a Mystic-type base. The Storm Commander is a hybrid apostle. You should have some understanding of these matters. Based on what the Empire currently has, is it possible to mass build such a base? "
"Of course, it is possible. We only need to upgrade the existing Schilling Host System." Sives blinked. "The Schilling Host System is a general purpose builder that has gone through many years of evolution and modification. They were born to be responsible for the construction and maintenance of all facilities in the Empire. Of course, that includes the construction of the various basic units of the Mystic-type."
"Erm … Building things of the Mystic-type?" I looked into Sives's eyes with an unreadable expression. "For example, those rune towers, magic crystals, arcane focus rings and things like that? Can mass-produced Bubble be built? "
"Looks like you have a lot of things to learn." Sandora glanced at me with a smile at the corner of her eyes. "Let me tell you about the basics. Even though I have just recovered these memories."
After that, Sandora explained to me the general knowledge of the Mystic-type that I urgently needed to understand. Only then did I realize something: I am already familiar with the technological aspects of the Xiling Empire. However, I know almost nothing about the Mystic-type. What is even worse is that I have already developed a preconceived notion of the two. For example, I think that the Schilling Host System is a high-technology item and that the Mystic-type items are hardly related to the Mystic-type items. However, in reality … the Schilling Host System is a hybrid unit.
Even though the mass-produced Bubble appears to be a pure high-technology product, in reality, they should possess two types of knowledge at the same time. All Schilling Host System can use mathematical models built on the basis of precise science to process information. They can also use fuzzy theory and information mapping theory (it is said that these two things are the most common theoretical tools used by the Shiring Apostles of the Mystic-type to deal with all things in the world) to calculate runes and secret arts. Actually, from a higher perspective, these two functions are the same thing. This involves the ultimate worldview, the theory of information, or in other words, the theory of information. I believe that everyone is familiar with this theory. In the eyes of the Schilling Host System researchers and the Gods, everything that is derived from the void, including actual matter, energy that is difficult to observe directly, and abstract concepts, is a collection of information. The only difference is the form of expression. And the so-called "Truth of the World", to put it bluntly, is the complete understanding of all this information and the knowledge to manipulate it according to a certain method. The technology of the Mystic-type is used to using precise mathematical models and the "gradual method" that is built on the foundation of gradual research to manipulate the information in the world and achieve linear development. On the other hand, the Mystic-type is more or less the opposite. They first find a simple way to control the information, and then start researching why it can be done. Finally, they sublimate the crude control techniques into true secret knowledge, and then try to discover another "simple method" that is similar to a non-linear research. Both are like starting a fire (under the premise that you know how to start a fire). The Mystic-type first understand the three elements of combustion, then precisely mix the fuel and ignition equipment, understand the various thermodynamic and chemical knowledge, and finally successfully ignite the fire, and naturally know all the technology related to the combustion of fire. The Mystic-type first ignites the fire, then start to think about why the fire can burn, and gradually understand all the relevant knowledge. Finally, based on the new knowledge that they learned from the fire, they "ignite" the next "fire" and think about the next pile of questions. Of course, this example isn't appropriate enough. It can only be used as an analogy between the Mystic-type apostles and the Mystic-type apostles, but the principle is the same: no matter which method is used, in the end, it is still a process of controlling the basic information of all things in the world.
As for the Schilling Host, they are essentially a type of powerful computing equipment. Regardless of whether it is science or the Mystic-type, they can all be summed up as different forms of information, and they can deal with anything on any side.
Actually, I should have thought of this a long time ago — the Schilling Mother Nest, when this thing first appeared before me, it behaved so differently from the others. The pyramid-shaped shape, which is a structure between the Mystic-type and the Mystic-type, is quite different from the large munitions factories and war factories in style, and its internal structure is almost entirely composed of crystal, which is also very different from the factory or starship full of all kinds of pipelines and advanced equipment in my impression. These characteristics actually show that the Schilling Host has two distinct characteristics: science and Mystic-type.
"The original researchers used the Mystic-type crystal magnification technology as the material basis, and the Mystic-type precise information reconstruction technology to compile and manufacture the Schilling Host's working program and related modules, and combined the two to produce the astonishing carrying capacity of the Schilling Host, finally producing this special hybrid apostle. Soon, this unit became the main builder of all the infrastructure in the Empire," Sandora said. "So we don't have to worry about how to build those Mystic-type facilities — just leave it to the Host. By the way, Ah Jun, don't tell me you think that the buildings in the celestial city are completely independent? You think that Alleria's construction team died in the catastrophe, so the production line construction technology of the celestial city was lost? "
I thought about it and nodded awkwardly. "Actually … I really thought so at first. Of course, I'm not worried anymore. "
Because there were so many things to arrange after the fusion of the home planet, when we came out of the headquarters, the sun was almost setting. I felt a little muddled, mainly because Sandora made up for half a day's lessons. After coming out of the main door and letting the cold wind blow outside, I felt a little better.
Seves walked with us, looking like he was in a good mood. It was not easy to see because most of the time, Seves' face did not show any obvious emotion, but after knowing her for a long time, I could feel a little emotion from this sister adjutant.
"You look happy," I said casually. "Well, the recovery of the home planet is indeed one of the few good news in recent times."
"It's not just that," Seves said, her always meticulous face had a tranquil smile. "Alleria used to be my comrade-in-arms, we are like sisters. She is General Alaya's adjutant and chief research assistant, and I am General Pandora's adjutant and … "
"External thinking circuit …" I said casually, but Sandora secretly pinched me, so I quickly corrected myself. "Ahem, I know, you are also Pandora's think tank, that's probably the position. So, it's impossible that you and Alleria are not familiar with each other. "
Seves narrowed her eyes slightly, looking at the setting sun that was gradually approaching the horizon. "Your Majesty, although this is very abrupt … but …" As she spoke, she suddenly turned around and gave a standard textbook military salute, then bowed deeply. "Thank you for bringing them back, otherwise, I'm afraid we wouldn't even remember that we once had such a group of comrades. This joy of regaining something that was lost was bestowed by you, and the moment their memories were restored, half of them almost overloaded from the surge of emotions …"
"Ugh, ahem, alright, alright, this is really not in line with your personality." I was stunned for a moment, but quickly recovered, and pulled Seves' shoulders with Sandora. "To be honest, your sudden action gave me a shock."
Seves smiled awkwardly, as if she also realized that she had done something that was not in line with her usual 'capable, calm, and serious' personality, but there was not a trace of regret on her face. She only took a deep breath and said, "Then, Your Majesty, I will carry out the task that you have just arranged."
With that, Seves gave me and Sandora another military salute, then turned around and walked back to the Shadow Fortress.
"Four years ago, I always thought that the Shiring Apostles were indifferent to emotions," Seves muttered as he walked away. I mumbled to myself as I watched him walk away. Shadora smiled and looked at me. "What about now?"
I shrugged. "Let's not talk about now. Ever since I met you, my impression of you has collapsed. Just now, it collapsed again because I had nothing better to do."
Sandora smiled, but didn't say a word. She only followed beside me as we slowly walked on the street as the sun gradually set. The streets in the military zone were always quieter than the civilian zone. So, most of the time, after Sandora and I finished our work in the Shadow Fortress, we would get used to taking a walk on the nearby streets. This was a rare time for the two of us to be alone, and Sandora liked it a lot. She often said that it was fortunate that Shallow Shallow didn't understand military affairs, and Lin Xue couldn't be bothered to listen to the military officers' reports. Otherwise, she would definitely not be able to keep this exclusive time that she enjoyed alone.
"It is said that Bubble is planning to create a star to replace the simulated sun in the sky," Sandora looked at the end of the horizon, where only a third of the sun was left, and the corners of her lips curled up. "Her daily life is quite interesting."
"Her? Nonsense. After I heard the story of Hou Yi shooting the sun, I even wanted to hang ten suns on the Shadow Fortress, but my sister hit me on the head for a long time. " I said casually. Then, I suddenly saw the sun that had already sunk below the horizon suddenly jump up a few times, and then jump out again. Then, it moved down a little, as though someone was pushing it back and forth.
Sandora said, "… Maybe Bubble is adjusting her watch."
"… I understand why she wants to create a real star to replace the simulated sun. She knows her bad habits."
Unknowingly, Sandora and I found ourselves at the end of the street. In front of us was a small shop that was filled with a lazy and leisurely atmosphere. It wasn't very spacious, but it was very bright, and there were exquisite pastries on display behind the display window. A sweet and fragrant smell wafted out from a gap in the window. Just by smelling it, I knew that … Sylvia had spilled something again.
The mysterious dessert house located in the Shadow Fortress's military zone. This was the small world of a certain silver-haired mole. I didn't expect that we would subconsciously walk to this place while strolling casually.
"Let's go in and take a seat." Sandora glanced at me with a smile, but she had already pushed open the glass door of the dessert house. She had no intention of giving me a choice at all. The wind chime hanging at the door let out a series of melodious sounds. Then, I heard an energetic female voice, "Welcome!"
A silver-haired girl wearing a server uniform stood in front of me. She was holding a plate in her hand, and she had a happy smile on her face. I glanced at her and asked directly, "Raven 001, right? Are you here to help Sylvia again? "
"Wow! I've been recognized! " The lively and eccentric Raven exclaimed softly. It seemed like she wanted to salute, but she remembered that I had instructed her before. In an informal setting and when there was no mission, it was best not to have so many troublesome formalities. So, she simply bowed to me and Sandora. "Good afternoon, Your Majesty! How did you recognize me? "
"Ah, it's Chen. Welcome." Before I could reply, Sylvia's slow voice came from behind the counter not far away. So, I pointed at Sylvia, who looked as if she had just woken up from a dream. I said to Raven 001, "Look, the real Sylvia only reacted now. Then, I have to wait for another three minutes before she remembered to prepare drinks for the guests. You are too quick-witted. "
Raven 001 stuck out her tongue and floated to the counter like a gust of wind. "Wait a moment. I will prepare drinks for the two Majesties!"
Sandora and I sat at our usual seats by the window. I called Sylvia over as well. Since we were already here, we might as well have a chat.
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