Most of the time, dealing with the Shiring Apostles was a very worry-free affair. They had no desire for power and did not like to beat around the bush. They were absolutely loyal and united. They would always make the best choice based on the interests of their race and would always place their personal demands as secondary. They were willing to accept arrangements that had "practical value" and would not be affected by any personal feelings. If something was beneficial to the group and had sufficient practical value, a Schilling Emperor would even be willing to go to an enemy's territory alone and carry out a dangerous mission like a super soldier. Sandora and I had both done such things, but the latter was because of the nature of the Shiring Apostles. I did it because … because there was nothing else I could do …
In short, as long as there was no force majeure, such as being infected by the abyss, a Shiring Apostle was 100% reliable. They made decisions like a machine and were as accurate and trustworthy as a machine.
Halland happily accepted my arrangement. From this point, he was much better than Belavilla.
"Are you guys done talking?" A leisurely voice came from the side. Halland and I raised our heads and saw Sylvia with a warm smile. She stood side by side with Schilling in front of the table. "Do you want more juice?"
"Okay, more." Halland was still looking awkwardly at the silver-haired mole who had the face of Belavilla but looked like a silly girl. "Also, give me two more pieces of this. They taste pretty good."
I looked at Halland's hand. He was holding a small piece of golden cake. That was Sylvia's favorite dessert: waterless round cake. Xiaoxue's words were confirmed. Halland had met the cake that he could not avoid in his life …
Sylvia stood there for a while before turning around to prepare the juice and desserts. Schilling chuckled as he sat down next to me and focused on the cake in his hand. In theory, this special lifeform did not need to eat at all. However, she had already added 'eating' to her repertoire. To Schilling, this was probably a form of entertainment.
Halland was silent for a while. Then, she said emotionally, "Your life here is completely different from what I imagined. The same goes for the atmosphere of the city. It is so different from my impression of the Empire."
An apostle who had just woken up from the nightmare of the fallen and whose memories were still stuck in the glorious years of the Empire would not be able to adapt to the relaxed and comfortable atmosphere of the City of Shadows. Furthermore, they would not be able to adapt to the situation where a large group of 'low-level civilizations' and the Imperial Army were mixed together. Halland's sigh was similar to the sigh of the Carlo brothers. However, they would soon fall in love with this place. I was confident of that.
However, some people would not be able to put this sigh to the side so easily. Just as Halland finished speaking, I heard a fragrant breeze from beside me. An anxious voice that sounded like a popping bean shouted from above me, "Don't eat it if you have the guts! You are resting here after eating and drinking, and then you say 'this is not the life I want'. Hypocritical. "
I looked up and saw a silver-haired creature with Sylvia's face looking at Halland with a mischievous smile. It was Belavilla's shift change. I was just wondering why she hadn't appeared yet. This Raven King had a vile personality. Every time a new fallen apostle was captured in the City of Shadows, she would pick one or two people that she knew and ridicule them for unknown reasons.
Halland was stunned by this string of exploding beans. She looked at Sylvia as though she was looking at a monster. People who came into contact with the latter for the first time were always like this. Just as you got used to the rhythm of talking, the other party would suddenly become as noisy as Guo Degang. If it was someone with weak nerves, it would be easy for them to suffer from terminal necrosis. Belavilla also found this amusing. Her personality was so vile that she would find any prank fun.
I poked Halland's elbow and reminded her softly, "This is Belavilla waking up. She wakes up at random times and scares people."
"Don't make it sound like I'm a zombie." Belavilla placed the snacks on the table and taught Schilling how to use a straw and not his tongue to lick the drink in the cup as though she was taking care of a child (the latter actually lacked common sense to such an extent). Finally, she turned to Halland. "Old friend, long time no see. The last time I was pushed into the void storm by Ockham, I thought I was going to die before you. Not too long ago, I heard that you brought your entire family to invade. I thought you were going to die before me. I didn't expect both of us to be so lucky. None of us actually died …"
Halland and I broke out in cold sweat. Belavilla's mouth really couldn't say anything nice. At this moment, I really missed Sylvia's tone of speaking one word per second …
A few seconds later, Halland heaved a sigh of relief and smiled. "Hmm, now I feel like you're a little familiar. I almost thought you were beaten silly just now …" "You'll know in a few days.
Actually, other than speaking a little more normally, there's no difference between me and Sylvia. She's a protective personality that I created in order to pursue the life I yearn for. You can see her as the truest side of a Shiring Apostles who have given up all the shackles of rationality, "Belavilla said as she unceremoniously took away the snacks in front of me and stuffed them into her mouth. She was truly a weirdo in her position as a store manager." Hmm, Sylvia's cooking has improved … How is it, Halland? Are you disappointed? "
Halland was speechless. She could only shake her head with a bitter smile. "You've changed quite a bit, but you seem to be living a good life."
"Hmm, this guy has a lot of shortcomings, but this Empire has been tormented by him very interesting." Belavilla pinched my arm as if she was picking something from the market. "I wasn't used to it when I first woke up, but now I like this kind of ordinary life. I just shared some things with Sylvia. Are you going to continue doing what you used to do? Why don't you learn from me? It's so easy to live a semi-retired life … "
I glared at Belavilla. If she dares to trick Halland into retiring like her, I will tie her up and bring her to the Imperial Army!
Fortunately, Halland's willpower was very strong. He didn't have a good impression of Belavilla's "decadent" life. Instead, he began to persuade her to bring out her fighting spirit and return to the battlefield. After knowing that the powerful and cold Raven King was now willing to bake cakes for people, and that the only thing he did as an apostle was to train a few soldiers or give advice to the city construction department, Halland's expression was very regretful. Even though he had just returned to the ranks of the Shiring Apostles, he was now trying to persuade Belavilla. However, Belavilla dismissed everything with one sentence. "I'm like this now. If I have a little more activity, I will fall asleep anytime. If it was a silly girl who would think for three minutes if she was hit by a tortoise, you want me to go to the battlefield? Do you really think it's a pity that I didn't die before you? "
Then, Halland didn't say a word.
"Hey, hey …" Schilling suddenly poked my arm. I saw that there was cream on her face, so I helped to wipe it off. "What's up?"
"Her Majesty Sandora and Tawil are calling for you," Schilling said. Her body rippled like water, and in the blink of an eye, she turned into Sandora. Using the same voice as Sandora, she said, "Ah Jun, come to the research center. It's an important matter."
I was taken aback by Xi Ling's sudden move. Although I knew that she could change into anyone's appearance, I didn't think that she would use this method to send a message. What kind of high-end video message function is this? A full 3D high-fidelity surround sound coupled with a physical sensory system. Xi Ling, do you dare to have more functions than this?
"That's it." Schilling, who had turned into Sandora, scratched her head with a blank expression. She was obviously a cold and noble queen, but her actions didn't match her image at all. I found it strange no matter how I looked at it. Schilling's last sentence made me even more speechless. "Hey, what did I look like just now?"
I said, "… So, you don't have to turn into that person when you send a message for others."
Schilling was still trying hard to turn back into her original appearance. After trying for a long time, she finally gave up. Then, she used Sandora's appearance to chat with Belavilla. I pursed my lips and got up to bid farewell to Halland. I told her what I needed to do. "Sandora is looking for me, so I'll be leaving first. Feel free to use the public database. You can also plan the development of the Abyss apostles. Zadom recovered two days earlier than you. He's living in the command center now. I'll add him to the Abyss Independent Regiment. That way, you'll have all the soldiers under you. "
Halland waved her hand domineeringly. "Go do what you need to do. I'm not a new soldier!"
I hurried to the research center. I was a little anxious because I heard Sandora's tone was very urgent. Alright, I heard Schilling's voice. I was worried that some fatal experiment had happened. It wasn't like Tawil hadn't blown up half of the research center. Although it had been less in the past two years, how could a mad scientist's bottom line be guessed by ordinary people?
In the end, when I arrived at the research center, I found that everything was normal. Not only was the building in perfect condition, but I didn't see any rescue teams. Groups of Tawil and other technicians were busy in an orderly manner. Many of them even looked happy and excited. I followed the direction of the mental connection and arrived at the central area. In the largest laboratory, I saw one Tawil, one Tawil, and three Tawil analyzing the experimental data of two other Tawil. There were also a few Tawil helping a few other Tawil lift a coffin-like device onto a multi-function analysis platform. A few Tawil came over to greet me. I looked around dizzily. I found that nearly two-thirds of the staff in this huge laboratory that was the size of a football field were projections of Tawil! The assistant technicians only made up a small portion of the staff, and they were all busy with peripheral equipment. This must be a super important project. That's why the bespectacled lady had transferred most of her threads to this place. However, my first reaction was that I had arrived in Korea and was watching a beauty contest. Hmm, Tawil was quite beautiful. It wouldn't be a problem for him to win the Korean beauty contest for the rest of his life.
I was a little confused by the group of bespectacled ladies.
I quickly found Sandora among the pile of Tawil. Thank goodness for her eye-catching blonde curls. Otherwise, it would have been difficult to find her. Sandora and Tawil were standing in front of a platform in the middle of the laboratory, discussing something. I leaned over and patted her shoulder. "Wow, there's such a big scene here. What are you guys doing?"
"We are trying to resurrect our ancestor." The one who answered me was Tawil. I realized that this Tawil was different from the other projections around her. There weren't any interference patterns on the edge of her body, and she looked more real.
"Ah, Tawil, it's been a long time since I last saw your original body." I quickly greeted the solid bespectacled lady. Then, I realized what she had just said. "Wait! You guys are resurrecting our ancestor?! "
"It's just an attempt, and we have failed many times." Sandora said softly. She moved aside and pointed at the alloy platform beside her. I looked in the direction of her finger, and saw a crystal container embedded in the platform. The container looked a little like an Egyptian coffin. I recalled that it was the inner part of the ancestor's hibernation cabin that I had found in the faraway world.
In the crystal coffin, a middle-aged man with white hair and a beard was lying quietly. He looked peaceful as if he was in deep sleep.
"I have created a new universal interface to be compatible with the ancient hibernation equipment. It is this experimental platform. We have also created a series of facilities to decipher the 'stagnant state' of our homeworld. "Tawil's voice was a little light. It seemed that she was very confident about the whole plan." Your Majesty, you know that the things from our homeworld are in a strange 'stagnant' state. This stagnant state preserves the remains of our ancestors, but it also makes resurrection difficult. It seems impossible to reactivate the body when the stagnant state is in effect. The body tissues always quickly return to a dead state. But now, we have made a breakthrough. "
"By reactivating the flow of information, we can now break the stagnant state." Sandora raised her hand and pointed above. "As long as this device is activated, all the stagnant homeworld matter within the laboratory will be permanently reactivated, and the resurrection process can be carried out normally."
Following the direction of Sandora's finger, I saw a complicated and huge machine installed on the top of the laboratory. It looked like a ring formed by crystal clusters and hexagonal metal plates, constantly emitting pulsing light. In fact, I had seen this thing when I came in, but at that time, I thought it was a newly installed ring-shaped light tube in the laboratory's renovation … Alright, let's have some self-respect.
From the beginning to the end, I could only listen obediently. After all, I did not have much of a say in these matters of high-end technology. But at this moment, I began to feel a sense of uneasiness and happiness in my heart. The amazing plan to resurrect the ancestors had always felt surreal. The long time span made me feel that it was almost a dream project. But now, Tawil had already carried it out to this step?
I had originally thought that this project was like a fantasy, but now it was right in front of me. I felt a little short of breath. It felt like you always dreamed of inheriting a fortune, but you never thought that it would come true one day. Then, one morning, when you opened the door, you saw an old man in Arab clothing standing outside, hugging your leg, saying, "I am your long-lost father. I have more than twenty oil fields …"
Basically, that was the feeling. It was very surreal, very dreamy. Although I was full of anticipation, it made me even more nervous. What if the Arab old man ran out from the Qingshan Mental Hospital next door?
These messy thoughts ran through my mind, and I calmed myself down. It seemed that Sandora had made up her mind to make the ancestors open their eyes, and from a technical point of view, this project was really possible. But then, I suddenly thought of a logical question, "If the stagnant state is lifted, will the ancestors' body begin to decay?"
"In theory, yes." Tawil nodded. "Although the stagnant state doesn't mean that time is still, from a physical point of view, the two are similar. After the stagnant state is lifted, the material that made up the ancestors' bodies will no longer be immortal. They will start to decay from the moment the body dies, and their bodies will decay like normal materials. After all, they were mortals, and their bodies will decay after they die. "
"We can use technical means to delay or even completely stop the decay process of these remains on the material plane," Sandora continued. "But the key is the soul … If the ancestors' souls are also preserved in the stagnant state, as long as the equipment above the lab is activated, the soul will begin to dissipate. Since we haven't captured the ancestors' soul fluctuations, I'm afraid that even if the soul still exists, it will be too weak to be preserved …"
"Ola came here earlier today," Tawil said. "She is the most powerful Bee Leader, and she is very sensitive to souls. But even with her strength, she couldn't sense the existence of the ancestors' souls. The ancestors' souls may have dissipated, or they may be too weak. Let's assume that it's the second case. Then, after the stagnant state is lifted, the time left for us will be quite limited. There is no way to delay the dissipation of the ancestors' souls. In theory, yes. "
I understood what Tawil meant. Even if the ancestors' souls are still alive, they are too weak to use any technical means to prolong their lives. This means that the resurrection process will be like a race against time. Once the stagnant state is lifted, we must complete the resurrection before the ancestors' souls naturally dissipate.
Of course, there is also the worst case scenario, which is that the ancestors' souls have already disappeared hundreds of millions of years ago. What Sandora and Tawil are trying to do now is just wishful thinking. Even if the resurrection is successful, they will only get an empty body. But I reckon that no one here would want to think in this direction.
When I mentioned the words "time is precious," the first person I thought of was of course Qian Qian. I didn't need to say much about her ability to "buy time." However, I soon felt that it was unreliable. For obvious reasons, the souls of the ancestors had to be in a "free" state during the entire resurrection process, and Qian Qian couldn't interfere with this process.
The last possible shortcut was also blocked.
I looked at the ancestors' remains lying quietly in the crystal coffin, and realized that I will soon witness history.
Success or failure, it will all be revealed in a very short time.
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