In a data space that was completely different from the real world, don't use common sense to measure what you see.
I repeated the rule that Sandora told me before I uploaded the image. Then, I went to the image embedded on the ground and looked at Schilling smiling at me. "Why do you appear in this form?"
"To save network resources." Schilling moved her mouth on the image, but her voice came from all directions. "His Majesty's soul strength is very strong. Just uploading his consciousness will cause a great burden to the network. So, I need to reduce my network usage. This network is layered, and each layer of data can flow independently. My main body is in the basic link. When I communicate with His Majesty, I only need to use a simple interface like this to maximize the network's utilization."
I understood. But it didn't matter if I understood or not. As long as I knew that Schilling was the highest administrator of the network, her decisions would naturally be beneficial to the network as a whole. The only impact was that I had to lower my head when I talked to Schilling. It was a strange feeling, and I might accidentally step on her head …
"This place is really desolate." Icetis maintained her fully armed appearance, but she looked around lazily. She raised her bow and aimed at a protruding rectangle in the sky. "Your spiritual network is so busy every day. I thought I could see a lively scene here. Do you think my arrow will interfere with the network? If we fight here, it's better to confirm it first. "
"The core of the network is protected by data. As long as it doesn't exceed the threshold, it won't be damaged. The threshold is determined by the willpower of all the Shiring Apostles currently connected to the network. So, you don't have to worry about damaging the network. What you see here is the image of the surface data after transcoding. This data is updated twenty-six times per minute, and each update can be repaired by the associated system. So, you don't have to worry about damage."
Bryndis shot out an arrow, and the arrow of light formed by the Holy Light caused a huge explosion in the sky far away, snapping several rectangular blocks that were slowly descending. Just as Xi Ling had said, the broken rectangular blocks did not scatter and disappear. Instead, a large cloud of golden light erupted from their broken points, and then they were restored to their original state in a few breaths.
"En, it feels really strange. I need to use the method of controlling the Information Plane to interfere with the things in this space. But after getting used to it, it'll be fine," Icetis confirmed the 'feeling' of this attack and put the golden bow on her back. She turned her head and showed me a confident smile, "Let's go, my Battle Power is 20 billion!"
"You can start a war here?" I smacked my lips. Icetis was armed to the teeth the moment she arrived. Although she still had a carefree smile on her face, based on my understanding of this female pervert, she was already in a highly tense state of battle preparation. Looking at the surrounding environment, although it was a little strange, we definitely wouldn't meet any enemies before reaching the rift valley. This is the spiritual network of the Shiring Apostles, it's definitely our own territory!
"Stop talking nonsense. I am here as a guard, and I have been entrusted by someone. If I die after you, how are you going to explain it to Sandora?"
I was speechless. I shouldn't have provoked her smelly mouth!
"How do we get to the rift valley?" I lowered my head to look at the image on the ground beside my feet. Schilling nodded, and suddenly, a light blue arrow appeared in the air in front of us. It was really easy to understand.
"The location of the rift valley isn't fixed, and it isn't in this network segment. We need to pass through a few information transfer hubs to reach there. Also, we can't use teleportation in this space. In this space, teleportation means uploading and downloading. The current network burden has already reached a very high level. If Your Majesty and Madam Icetis were to use a second level upload, it might cause a large-scale delay … external communication. "
Halfway through her words, Schilling was suddenly interrupted by a message from outside the network. Her image retreated to the side, and Tawil's image appeared on the screen, "Your Majesty, there is a situation that I need to report to you."
"What is it?" I lowered my head and asked as I followed the direction indicated by the arrow with Icetis. The image that appeared on the surface of the ground was moving forward at the same speed as us. The green data flow around the image was like an icebreaker breaking through the ice, leaving a fading mark on the surface of the ground. Behind us, the mark extended for hundreds of meters.
"According to the equipment load report, the consciousness of the Void Creature has disturbed the system more than expected. Even though we have used all the Schilling mainframes in the shadow space to share the burden of compiling your soul, the disturbance still exceeds the self-repair threshold of the core program. Hence, the entire system can only run for about seven hours. By then, regardless of whether you have completed your work or not, you will be forced to go offline. Otherwise, you may burn all the connected equipment. Please note that you only have seven hours. Time is precious. At least in theory. "
Tawil ended the communication after that. It seemed like she was right. Time was precious. Mm, just like what Schilling had said, bandwidth was precious too.
As expected, my Void Creature life form had gotten into trouble. I should have thought of it from the start. Uploading the soul of a Void Creature into the network was a great feat no matter how I looked at it. Although I was a half-baked Void Creature, I still had the instinct to disturb information. Tawil judged that we only had seven hours to figure out what the Rift Valley was. I calculated my intelligence and realized that if the Rift Valley was a high-precision phenomenon, then the mission's time was indeed tight …
At that moment, I felt an oppressive gaze from the side. I turned to look and saw Icetis glaring at me fiercely, "As expected, it's the same situation again. Your talent is always causing trouble!"
I was innocent, "It's not my fault that I was born like this. If you have something to say, go and argue with my mother."
Icetis almost stepped on her right foot, "Your mother? She's still alive and kicking? "
"Go out and turn left sixty billion light years away. Plunge into the void and you'll see my mother …"
This time, Sis Bing was really sprawled on the ground. She even slid a dozen meters forward. She had been running too fast earlier. It seemed like she couldn't stop even with the 36E brakes. I watched from the back as Icetis slid so far away. I was terrified. Did she flatten the ground?
A few seconds later, Sis Bing returned with a murderous look on her face. I deduced with my toenails and felt that she wanted to kill me …
Luckily, at that critical moment, a voice suddenly appeared to save the situation. Schilling appeared at the right time, "We are about to pass through the public data. Pay attention!"
"What is that?" I asked subconsciously. Then, I lifted my head to see the spectacular scene in the distance, "What is that!!"
A storm! A rainbow-colored storm! It lay in between the sky and the earth a few kilometers away, covering the entire sky. At the same time, it connected the boundless land beneath our feet to the peak of the mountain that hung down from the sky. There was a colorful light stream in the storm, but I couldn't see what it was at all. I squinted my eyes and observed for a long time. Finally, I found a similar scene from my memory: It was like the night view of the city traffic after speeding up. The car lights turned into a firefly river. However, the storm in front of us stood vertically on the ground. Its scale and density were unprecedented.
"I didn't see it just now. How did it suddenly appear?" Icetis's attention was attracted by the rainbow storm. She had forgotten about the 36E brakes. "Wow, so beautiful!"
"This is a part of the public data that is currently being updated. This kind of scene will randomly appear at any location on the plains. Because the public data is a slow database, it might take more than ten minutes to update. Actually, the plain beneath your feet is the basic exchange layer of the network. The rectangular blocks' in the sky 'are the visualized displays of various data sets. The hanging down mountain is the database or the access point of the database. The newly added public data is flowing through the most basic link where I am now. Then, it will enter the long-term database through the exchange layer. Every time it' enters', it will create a huge storm like this. "
"We have to pass through that thing?" Icetis pouted. "It doesn't look safe."
"Actually, it doesn't matter," Schilling replied. "All data has its own 'signature'. The data that does not match the signature will not be able to affect the data that is not in the same process as it. The storm will pass by you. Neither of you can affect each other. Just treat it as a scenery. This is my favorite scenery!"
We were traveling very quickly. After a while, we arrived at the bottom of the rainbow storm. I realized that it was bigger than I had expected. It would be a waste of time to go around it. The storm was completely silent. The magnificent stream of light was like a silent movie. Icetis reached out her hand and stirred the stream of light, as though she was trying to grab something. In the end, she did not feel anything.
"It's just like an illusion. They don't interfere with each other," Sister Bing was a little disappointed. "What are these things?"
"There's everything. The knowledge that was uploaded from the basic terminal. However, they are all unimportant. They will not be included in the high-level database. Instead, they will be shared with the public. After a second screening, a portion of it will be placed in a lower level database for the servants and civilians," Schilling explained excitedly. "There are many things that I have never come across in the Old Empire Era. At that time, no one had ever collected such strange knowledge. For example, how to fry a half-cooked poached egg, how to knit a sweater, and game guides. Oh, there is one thing that I have never understood. Why is the priority of uploading game guides the highest in the civilian database … "
I thought I understood why, but I was too embarrassed to explain it to Schilling. It had to do with the child's mother …
Bryndis and I walked into the majestic rainbow storm. Just like what Xi Ling had said, because the data in different threads couldn't interfere with each other, this majestic storm didn't affect us at all. I felt as if I was passing through an illusion. When I opened my eyes, I was shocked to my core, but when I closed my eyes, I was as calm as an ancient well. If it wasn't for the fact that time was tight and I had something to do, I might have wanted to stay in the rainbow storm a little longer. Although it was visually oppressive, this scenery was really rare.
Even though we couldn't use teleportation, Icetis and I were extremely fast. We crossed the magnificent wall in a few minutes. In front of us was still an endless plain. The cuboid "mountains" that we saw earlier were still at the end of our sight. It seemed that the distance had not been shortened at all. Schilling explained to us the rules of this strange space that were completely different from the real world. Now I knew that the ground under my feet was a relatively basic layer of the network. This layer was also one of the backbone of the entire network. Any node, whether it was a soldier or an emperor, had to be connected to this layer in order to further contact other areas of the network. The cuboid "mountains" that seemed to be forever unreachable were the "security buffer points" of the network. For the normal data in the network, they were indeed unreachable unless Schilling opened these buffer points to the whole network. They were used to control the error messages and expired data packets that were generated in the network every day. According to the basic protocol, the log files and dangerous information that needed to be erased would also be sent to these buffer points. At the buffer points, the garbage data would be screened for the last time. About 10% would return to the network, and the remaining 90% would be erased forever. If there was a catastrophic accident in the network, these buffer points would also be a powerful protection. They would immediately activate and freeze the flow of data in a large area. Then, they would use their huge throughput to delete the packets and their sources that were not in the legal list. Therefore, everything that was harmful to the network would eventually be directed to the dark and square mountains. Schilling described those things as "my dustbin". "Under the control of the basic protocol, everything runs automatically.
"Under the control of the basic protocol, everything runs automatically. Generations of Xi Ling hosts have upgraded and patched this network countless times, so it actually doesn't need the care of an administrator." Xi Ling's image followed me and Bindis like a shadow. I was already used to not lowering my head to talk to her. "This network itself has no consciousness, but under the constraints of hundreds of millions of strict rules and judgment conditions that are close to intelligence, things without self-consciousness can also be as agile as living creatures. It doesn't need to be aware of its own existence. It only needs to make the appropriate response under the appropriate conditions. This is the 'correctness of unconscious consciousness'. Because of this, everything here is in order."
"But since you were born, the situation is a little different," I said casually.
"Yes, when a system reaches a certain degree of complexity, it has the basic conditions for the birth of intelligence, and this intelligence is the extension of the original 'self-discipline rules' of the system. I am the first administrator of the network, and I make it run at a higher efficiency. Moreover, according to the book of rules given by Bubble, I automatically diagnose and upgrade the network when there is a fault …"
A network that could write its own patches and check for loopholes — this was one of the great significance of Schilling.
A flash of light that pierced the sky interrupted my conversation with Schilling. Icetis subconsciously raised her bow and arrow, but soon we realized that there were no enemies. The flash of light came from between two inverted mountains in the sky. It lasted for more than a second, connecting the rectangles at the top of the two mountains. The entire process was silent. After the flash of light disappeared, I saw a large number of orange cubes slowly separating from the two mountains and falling at an extremely slow speed. As they fell, they slowly approached each other. After a few minutes, they formed something that looked like a chain or a strange snake. The strange snake formed by the orange cubes seemed to eventually fall to the ground. I roughly estimated the direction in which they would fall and my speed. I realized that I would encounter them very soon.
"What is that?" Icetis and I asked in unison.
"The self-maintenance of the database! Something good has fallen down again! " Xi Ling, on the other hand, was no longer in a hurry. When she saw the orange-red cube floating down from the sky, she let out an excited cheer. "Hurry, hurry! They will disappear when they touch the ground! You can only watch for a while! "
Icetis and I didn't understand, but Schilling didn't seem to have the time to explain. So, we sped up again. After a while, we arrived at the place where the cubes fell. They were still floating at a moderate speed, and there was still some height above the ground. I noticed a strange phenomenon. When I was far away from these cubes, they looked only the size of a palm. But now that we were below the landing point, the distance between us and these falling cubes had shortened by a few hundred times …
Their size still didn't change. This didn't conform to perspective!
Anyone with a normal view of the world would understand this principle: distant is small, but near is large. When something is far away from you, of course, it looks small, but when it is right in front of you, its size will naturally become larger. This is the simplest phenomenon of spatial perspective in art and optics. However, the orange cubes that fell from the sky didn't follow this rule at all. I thought that when Icetis and I arrived at the scene, we would see huge cubes that covered the ground like a mountain range. But now …
These palm-sized cubes fell to the ground at a moderate speed and scattered around us. It looked like the falling cherry blossoms of this cyberspace. It was beautiful, but it was even more strange.
"Beautiful, right?" Schilling said happily. This was probably in line with her aesthetic standards. "These are the invalid information that is removed after the self-maintenance of the database. The network nodes with authority will always make all kinds of decisions, but not all decisions can be carried out. These decisions are temporarily stored in the database. When the decision maker or other logical system decides that these things have no value, the data will be removed like this. Before that, they have to go through the basic exchange layer and finally be sent to the buffer point. Not only are they beautiful, but they also carry some interesting content. Although they will be removed in the end, it is still fun to read. "
It seemed that Schilling didn't just think that these things were beautiful. She even liked to pick up the outdated data that was removed from the database. This hobby was similar to the fox at home who had a hobby of collecting things. With this thought in mind, I bent down and picked up a small orange cube. I wanted to see what the data that was deemed to have no value before it disappeared.
As soon as the idea of reading the data appeared in my mind, the small cube turned into a firefly in my hand. Then, I heard a very familiar voice, "I have an immature idea …"
I picked up the next cube, "I have another immature idea …"
The next cube, "I have another immature idea …"
I went through a dozen cubes in a row. Shallow Shallow's immature idea rolled through my mind a dozen times. Damn, the database closest to Shallow Shallow must be under a lot of pressure!
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