The City of Angels was still very spacious. Walking on the magnificent bridges and open-air plazas gave people the feeling that they were visiting ruins. Alleria walked side by side with Sandora and I, and also mentioned the manpower problem she was facing.
"Only standard apostles can take on complex and detailed tasks, but they have too little manpower, and the progress of the project is greatly affected. We have created a large number of elemental craftsmen to assist in the construction, but the mass produced elemental creatures can't handle the delicate and flexible work of the refined magic nodes. Now, all the commanders who are good at creating magical creatures are extracting their own souls to create more intelligent and useful splits. There are already sixteen commanders who have severe schizophrenia due to their frequent soul splits and have been sent to the hospital for treatment. "
Alleria used a very calm tone to talk about the various problems they were facing. The more I listened, the more cold sweat broke out on my forehead. The situation in the celestial city was not optimistic, but more importantly, it was the way the strong mystics worked. As Belavilla said, the apostles of the mystical were extremely good at controlling their own inner self. Controlling their own soul was as common as eating and drinking. Before this, I had never heard of anyone who could cut their own soul into seventeen or eighteen pieces and cultivate them in sections. Were they earthworms?
Ahem, this thought was too rude. Stop, stop.
Regarding the splitting of the soul, since we have come to this point, perhaps I need to explain a little. The so-called splitting of one's own soul into pieces was not really cutting an invisible and intangible thing like a piece of dough, but a process of virtual copying. The soul was formless and intangible, neither material nor energy. It was a collection of information. A creature with a soul, after removing the physical body, had two components in the spiritual plane: memory and the "algorithm" to process these memories. The soul was actually the latter. If a person was compared to a computer, the soul was the operating system. It was the "formula" that processed all the things one "knew". For example, when faced with the word "drunk", some thought processes would immediately come to the conclusion of "speaking the truth", while some thought processes would immediately think of "sexual promiscuity". In that case, the latter would have a perverted soul … Okay, this was a lame metaphor, and it didn't quite fit the requirements. But basically, the soul determined what kind of conclusion the same information would produce in the mental world of different individuals. Therefore, only the soul could determine the "reality" of an individual. Once the formula was set, no matter what numerical values were given to it (memories, life experiences, etc.), the final result would be the same (a person's external behavior, worldview, personality, and any other traits that could be displayed). The extraction of the soul was to copy a part of this huge formula. The copied small part was enough for an inanimate object to obtain its own 'worldview', and then it could slowly build its own complete soul on the basis of this worldview. For the mother whose soul was extracted, repeating this operation many times was absolutely harmful.
Why? Anyone who had ever used a computer would know that things on the C drive should not be messed around …
The Apostles of the mystical side were very good at controlling their own souls. They knew how to copy things from their own system drive without causing various malfunctions such as a blue screen crash, but this did not mean that they had a sturdier system drive. Every extraction of the soul would leave a huge operation log in the "system drive". If the extraction was too frequent, the logs would not be deleted in time. After a long time, the person would be tied up and sent to the Veteran Activity Center …
"Let those commanders who are working too hard pay attention to their own bodies. At least they should have the energy to face other unexpected situations. Also, Belavilla has organized a group of Ravens to support you. I bet she has gathered all the Ravens who are temporarily free. You should be under a lot less pressure here. "I told Alleria about the situation on Belavilla's side." The Ravens seem to be very good at meticulous work. When they have nothing to do, they will use arcane micro-engraving on their fingernails to engrave the Code of the Empire. They must be very familiar with things like repairing the Weave. "
Alleria stopped in the air and seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. "This will really be a lot easier. But using arcane micro-engraving on fingernails to engrave the Code of the Empire … is not the same thing as repairing the magic node. Forget it, it's not important. "
With Alleria leading the way, we came to a very lively place. This place was located at the … back of the Forgotten Garden.
We all knew that the Forgotten Garden was a building complex built on a floating island. I had always thought that the Forgotten Garden was the buildings I saw, but I never thought that it actually consisted of two parts. One was the upper part of the city, and the other was the mountain below. The floating island was inverted cone-shaped. If it was reversed, the lower part of the inverted cone-shaped land was, of course, a mountain. Before the Forgotten Garden was torn off from the mother planet, it was an independent inverted cone-shaped structure. This part was originally located in a large underground hole. Now that it had seen the light of day, it had become the "Reflection Mountain". This strange mountain was originally a spare factory. Now that it had been renovated, it was producing Gunda Colossi day and night. Now that the number of standard apostles in the Occult was insufficient and could not summon a large number of puppet creatures to replenish the population, the mass-produced Gunda Colossi and other magic soldiers were the most stable source of soldiers that Alleria could find.
This inverted mountain had an independent gravity, so standing halfway up the mountain and looking at the celestial city gave people a strange sense of dissonance. It was as if the whole world had been turned upside down, and you could not feel that you were actually the one who was actually upside down.
The production process of the Gonda Colossus was extremely novel to me. In those hollowed out mountains, in the gigantic 'factory' buried deep within the mountain, there was a vast empty space. Rows of neatly arranged azure light spheres were suspended in mid-air. Every light sphere was' submerged 'with a small metal limb of the Gonda Colossus. Large amounts of starry light shuttled back and forth within the light spheres, imprinting complex runes onto the metal rings. Every time a metal limb was processed in such a way, it would fly out of the light sphere and float to the runic platform at the end of the light sphere, automatically assembling with the other matching metal segments. At the same time, the new raw materials would be sent directly into the light sphere that had just been emptied through teleportation. Just like that, the cycle would repeat. One by one, the Gonda Colossus would be able to walk down the runic platform and proceed to the next stage to receive the infusion of artificial souls and the initial mission settings. The production speed of the Gunda Colossi was not fast. At least during my and Sandora's inspection, not a single Gunda Colossus had walked down the rune platform. This meant that these magical giants, whose combat power was several times that of ordinary Empire soldiers, were considered elite units. No matter how many Gunda Colossi Alleria produced, it would not make up for the lack of basic soldiers. In the end, the problem was that the standard apostles of the Occult were scarce.
This "factory" of the Occult was very different from the technology-type factories I had seen before. Those wonderful floating light spheres made it difficult to associate with the production line. But even though the working method was dazzling, everything here still adhered to the principle of efficiency pursued by the entire Xiling Empire. The orderly production made people believe that not a single second was wasted here.
In the production "workshop" of the Gunda Colossi, we also saw the elemental craftsmen mentioned by Alleria. They were the most basic worker units on the Occult side. They were light blue elemental creatures that looked like Aladdin's genie. The upper body barely showed a human body, but the lower body was a cloud. Their intelligence was probably similar to the group of autonomous machines around Gaia, and their combat power … was probably non-existent. These elemental craftsmen, under the command of several Gould Icebreakers, were responsible for checking the operating status of each light sphere that was inscribing runes on the body parts of the colossi, and constantly repairing the light spheres that had stopped running or even burned the raw materials due to various accidents. From this alone, it could be seen that the situation of the factory that was already in operation was not very good.
"Fortunately, there are the Gould elemental people that Odemsius created. They can still take on some work that requires flexibility. Although they are still not as good as the high-level puppet creatures, at least they are much smarter than the elemental craftsmen." Alleria pointed to a Gould Icebreaker that was walking and dropping slag. "The only problem is that after so many years of degeneration, these elemental creatures are no longer able to maintain their own bodies. Apart from their brains, their own working ability is almost zero. And they dare not let them go to the workshop with the environment requirement of level three or above to direct, because …"
"Because they drop slag." I clutched my forehead helplessly as I watched the Icebreaker not far away grind his crotch again. I wasn't sure if this was the same Icebreaker who had brought us to meet Odemsius, but they all looked the same.
"Hey, I don't know if it's an illusion." I suddenly noticed something and pointed to Alleria's face. "Your resolution seems to be higher than before."
Everyone knew Alleria's form. It was just a blurry light shadow. Her whole body was shrouded in a thick layer of misty brilliance, and you could only vaguely make out her female form. But now I suddenly realized that I seemed to be able to distinguish her facial features. The layer of brilliance had become thin, so I asked this question. Alleria was stunned for a moment. At first, she didn't understand what 'higher resolution' meant. Then, Sandora, who was next to her, explained it to her with a few sentences. The latter nodded in realization. "Oh, it's just gradually recovering. You don't think that your subordinate's original form is so misty, do you? "
My answer was very honest. "… I really think so."
Alleria was always choked to death by what I said, and this time was no exception. She was speechless for a few seconds again before explaining, "Schilling Angels have the form of Master Alaya. That's the normal state. I didn't mean to look like this. I made a mistake during the awakening process in the assembly hall. In my delirious state, I mistook the form of the avatar as my original appearance and forgot what I originally looked like. For energy beings, the soul determines the appearance. Our appearance depends on what we think we should look like. Newborn Schilling Angels all look the same. It often takes a few months for them to have their own unique appearance. So, it can occasionally be used to distinguish whether an energy being is a newborn or not. I became like this because I made a mistake in my memory. Now, I have regained my memory, but it will take time to slowly eliminate the effects of that mistake. Well, it's already effective. Can you see my facial features? "
Alleria said. Her usually calm and flat tone could not help but carry a hint of happiness. But I suddenly thought of something very sad, so I nodded with a sad face. "Ah, congratulations …"
"… Your Majesty? You are …? "
Sandora pressed my shoulder and waved at Alleria. "Don't ask. Being shameless is a dark history for Ah Jun …"
I sorrowfully thought about how my Void form was still faceless. After working hard for so many years, the only progress I'd made was that I'd gotten a nose on top of my head. My second form, however, had changed quite a bit. I now looked just like an awl, and someone jokingly called me Aladdin's Genie … yep, that's right, I looked just as stupid as that elemental craftsman over there. Originally, after meeting Alleria, I thought that I had finally found a friend who could make me feel better. I never expected her to improve her resolution so quickly …
The Kite Angel, Alleria, did not understand. She led us on a tour of the rest of the arsenal, but there was nothing else to see. Or rather, it was to the extent that I could not understand it at all. So I brought up another matter that concerned me. "I heard from Belavilla that you found information about the Glow Circle?"
Alleria nodded. "Yes, but I didn't have the time to report it to you. Back then, you retrieved the Heart of the World Ring from the Northern Tundra. After our inspection, we found that it is not only the host of the Heart of the World, but also a storage device. It integrates a large amount of technical information about high-level armaments. Lady Reggie must have foreseen that the capital universe would inevitably be torn apart by the shockwave, so she backed up the most important technical information in the Heart of the World. We are rushing to sort out the information and have begun to build the Star Sculpting Pool and the Mana Tower. However, to build a high-level space warship like the Glow Circle, even with the highest efficiency of the Empire, I'm afraid … "
"I know. Belavilla has already complained about me once about this. We can't be impatient."
"But we still have some finished products for you to look at in advance. Some small-scale things." Alleria seemed to smile. I interpreted her momentary pause as a smile. She then brought us to the second half of the Magical Puppet Production Factory, where there was a completely different production facility.
A large rune array suspended in the air and a symmetrical octagonal arrangement of thin crystal plates were placed in a hall with a radius of about 50 meters. In the center of this mysterious facility, a strange object that was more than three meters tall and shaped like a water droplet was suspended.
"This is the testing area. We are trying to restore the various industrial infrastructures that are currently not available in the Heavenly Realm, but were widely used during the Old Empire. What you see now is a combat cabin for individual soldiers. This thing outside is an assembly unit. The other production facilities are being tested in another room. This water droplet is the result of our efforts over the past few days. "
Alleria pointed at the droplet-shaped object called the combat cabin for us to see. Then, she clicked a few times on the crystal plate closest to her. Eight crystal plates quickly sank into the ground, and the 'water droplet' floated in front of us.
Out of curiosity, I extended my hand to touch it. It had a hard, cold, and smooth surface. But what was strange was that even though it had a layer of silvery white that seemed to be able to reflect light, it didn't reflect my shadow at all. There wasn't even the slightest blurry reflection on it. Its surface was covered with an absolutely uniform layer of luster. This was obviously not a property that a normal material should have. It did not even conform to optical principles. Up until now, these things on the mysterious side had given me an impression: everything about them was a little bit against common sense. You could always more or less find some inconsistencies in them that did not fit the current worldview. It was really amazing.
"It looks much smaller than a fighter jet. The longest axis is only three meters." I knocked on the water droplet's outer shell, and the latter made a crisp sound. "Soldiers participate in space battles in here?"
"No, maybe it's not what you think …" Alleria reached out to touch the surface of the water droplet. Then, a wonderful scene appeared. The latter began to soften, distort, and fall to the ground like melted butter. Then, its volume began to shrink abnormally, and it slowly solidified and bulged from a large pool of liquid state. This process reminded me of the slimes that often appeared in the game to point out the path of the heroes. Then, this thing really became a slime.
In just a few seconds, the three-meter-tall solid water droplet had transformed into a "slime" creature that was only half the height of a person. It looked like a jelly, and the latter kept making gurgling noises. It seemed to be paying respect to me and Sandora. Then, its form continued to change. First, it looked like Odemsius, then me, then a girl we had never seen before. But in the end, the "slime" still turned into a puddle of jelly. It kept swaying up and down as if it was extremely tired, as if it was panting heavily.
I was dumbfounded by the scene before me that was full of points to criticize.
"The combat cabin is a kind of transformation process. Its essence is a set of rune devices that can change the form of matter. The soldiers are not 'piloting' inside, but directly fuse with the runes in the combat cabin. The combat cabin can only be used by elemental creatures that are nicknamed arcane beans because their bodies can be decomposed and can fuse with anything that has a magic reaction without any hindrance. You can imagine this little 'pilot' as a liquid, so it can flow in the arcane energy-filled blood vessels of the combat cabin. When the combat state is deactivated, the combat cabin will be absorbed into the body of its symbiotic soldier and stored in the form of a rune array, just like this. " As Alleria spoke, she bent down to turn the "arcane bean" (actually, I really wanted to call it a slime, although this thing was definitely more powerful than a slime) that was crawling around, revealing a large number of shiny and beautiful runes under its belly. After careful observation, I realized that these runes were actually inside its body. It was only because the stomach of the "arcane bean" was completely transparent that I could see them so clearly.
"The volume of the combat cabin is very small. One of the important reasons is that it does not carry any conventional weapons. The combat aircrafts have cannons, missile launchers, and space mines, but the combat cabin does not have any of these. In fact, it is a magnifying device that can be used to amplify the power of its symbiotic body. So in fact, this is a … "
Alleria paused, as if she found it hard to describe. Finally, she squeezed out a few words, "It is a combat suit …"
I looked at the "arcane bean" that had begun to simulate itself as a crystal clear Chinese countryside dog. It felt like …
Things on the mystical side were really f * cking amazing …
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
