As for the various information that Abyssal Schilling revealed during this appearance, we discussed it all the way until evening. Everyone agreed that we should adopt the most cautious approach: we should be suspicious of anything that Abyssal Schilling said, and we should maintain the same course of action against the Fallen Apostles. At the same time, we should strengthen the patrols of the Empire's borders, as well as double the number of surveillance sentries along the Abyss Empire's borders. The last point was raised by Sandora. She believed that Abyssal Schilling's high profile appearance might indicate that the Fallen Apostles were about to make a larger move. Regardless of what the other party was planning, sending out the sentries first was always the most effective method of dealing with them.
Tawil was ordered to conduct a further analysis of the rift valley. The reason why Abyssal Schilling mentioned the rift valley might have a certain amount of value. In addition, Tawil still had a lot of free research energy on hand. We had Tawil set up a thread to follow up on this matter and see if we could find a way to control the rift valley based on its origin. We didn't have any extravagant hopes of shutting down this passageway, but we might be able to prevent it from continuing to move. A fixed and tangible threat that could be scanned would naturally be much less dangerous than the current rift valley that only Schilling could find. The next step was to find a way to set up a network defense line around the rift valley, firewalls, information surveillance points, sentinel programs, and more stable underlying protocols. No matter what methods we used, we had to use them. The Shiring Apostles weren't only powerful on the battlefield in the real world. As a race that was born with a spiritual network, their network technology couldn't be underestimated. By setting up various defensive measures, although we couldn't guarantee that the rift valley would be 100% harmless, at least when the Fallen Apostles used the rift valley to invade the Empire's network, these defensive measures would make it difficult for the enemy to take a single step. We also had to consider the enemy's superiority in technology. It was true that the New Empire couldn't upload ordinary Shiring Apostles into the network, but that didn't mean that the Fallen Apostles didn't have the technology. Abyssal Schilling had been researching the rift valley for at least ten thousand years. If she could upload the Fallen Apostles into the network, then I wouldn't be surprised at all.
In fact, if we had to say, the current New Empire's spiritual network had the most powerful defense mechanism, and that was the power of the Void creatures. The entire Empire's network was filled with information disturbances from the Void. These disturbances were a source of power for the New Empire's members to gradually transform into gods, but to the Fallen Apostles, it was like a deadly poison. Unless Abyssal Schilling achieved some kind of unimaginable breakthrough, once she organized an invasion in the spiritual network, she would inevitably face a shocking amount of additional damage. Her troops would constantly be turned into members of the New Empire during the attack, and then they would turn around and attack her.
This situation was more interesting, because the opposite was also true. If the New Empire's army forcibly attacked the Fallen Apostles (whether it was in reality or in the network), then there would be a constant stream of soldiers who would be corrupted by the Abyss and turned around to attack the Imperial Army. This was a debuff that applied to everyone: away from home, the probability of damage directly doubled.
The power of the Void and the power of the Abyss, although in terms of level, the former was higher than the latter, with the current strength of the New Empire and the Empire of the Abyss, if the two armies were to fight in each other's territory, it was hard to say who would be converted into who. In any case, I was sure that if I were to log into the Fallen Apostles' network and face the minds of millions of people alone, I would be banished to the Void in less than two hours to be resurrected.
With Abyssal Schilling's bold and unrestrained methods of using Halland's entire army as sacrificial pawns just to vent, I reckon that she would be more than happy to use half of her Abyss Empire in exchange for my life. She was a person who would do anything for the sake of victory. It was also because of her style that we decided to set up more defense lines on the network. Simply using the information disturbance power of the Void creatures to protect the network would probably not be able to stop Abyssal Schilling's spirit of not caring about her own life. If she relied on the fact that she had more people on her side and charged over, then we would all be dead …
As for 70,000 years ago, whether it was the power of the Void that I had dispersed that allowed the Fallen Apostles to survive as an army until now, or even whether I had indirectly facilitated the birth of the species "Fallen Apostles", this topic was very awkward. Anyway, with Icetis's shameless and carefree personality, she was too embarrassed to dwell on this topic. In the end, this matter was handed over by Sandora to the General Staff and the Database Management Center, asking them to search through the ancient records (especially the records of the Concept Division and the records of the Void creatures saving the world that were inherited from the Fifteenth Heaven) to see if there were any clues.
Although this matter was very depressing, on the other hand, if this matter was true, it might not necessarily be a bad thing. Tawil said, "If we add the power of the Void as a buffer element to the transformation process of the Fallen Apostles, we might be able to establish a true 'transformation model'. We can use this to confirm the mechanism of the birth of the Fallen Apostles and grasp how the enemy came to be. Then, we can better study how the enemy disappeared. In theory, that is the case. "
We had never been able to understand the details of the transformation of the Fallen Apostles. We did not know how they turned from a creature with normal intelligence to their current state under the influence of the power of the Abyss. Tawil had conducted many simulations at the level of a theoretical model, and every time, the transformation rate was lower than the number and strength of the Fallen Apostles in reality. That was why I had once believed that this transformation could not be explained with current technology, so much so that there was no mathematical model. However, Tawil had used her personality as a scientist to guarantee that there was no special case in the world outside of the mathematical model. We just had not found a certain key parameter. Right now, this parameter might be the minute disturbance of the Void.
"After this model is established, we will be able to send the Fallen Apostles back to their hometown to get married!"
After returning from the City of Shadows, Sandora said this with a face full of expectation and a smile. She did not hesitate to raise a flag for the enemy.
I sat in the living room in a daze. Too many things had happened today. Even with my well-tempered mind, I still felt that this day was a little too dreamy. That was why I was currently busy reconstructing my worldview. Icetis was still stuck in my soul. That female pervert did not even have the strength to scold me. She could only whimper and complain about her bad luck, about how Sandora and the others tormented her body, about the weather, about the brightness of the sun, about gravity, and even about how uncouth I was wearing today …
"You should pay attention to your image and dress like a leader of the country. I suggest that you choose a black dress …"
I had spent most of the day with this female pervert and was already mentally and physically exhausted. "… Shut up, I beg you …"
"I'm bored! You are my outer shell right now! I don't want to wear a fifteen-dollar shirt and seven-dollar pants! I want to wear a skirt … "
I took out my trump card. "If you continue to spout nonsense, I am going to shave."
Icetis imagined what it would be like to shave from her point of view and instantly stopped talking. I imagined that she would definitely be trembling.
"How long are we going to be stuck like this?" Icetis was silent for less than five minutes before she spoke carefully.
"It depends on when I have time to go to the God Realm in the next two days. How many people in the Empire do you think can solve the problem of losing control of the Divine Arts?"
Bryndis thought about my schedule. I have to follow up on the resurrection of my ancestors, entertain thousands of Three-Inch Nail guests, research and development plans for a bunch of new weapons, research on how to build the Abyss with Halan, and research the transformation mechanism of the fallen apostles … She desperately sang the ending song of the eighty-three version of Dream of the Red Chamber in my head. I was very curious where she had heard this song from.
It was impossible to block out the voice that came from one's own consciousness, just like how you could not stop your own thoughts. I endured the bombardment of Icetis's off-key words because I understood that this female pervert was feeling depressed right now. However, I had to find something to divert my attention …
Just as I was thinking about this, I heard a soft gasp from the second floor, followed by the intermittent sound of a piano. Piano? Who is playing the piano?
There was indeed a piano in the house, but it was just a decoration like many other strange things in the house. It was bought by Shallow Shallow last year. She wanted to learn how to play the piano on a whim. However, it turned out that the lass had no musical talent at all. If it wasn't for the barrier around the house, I reckon that the sound of her playing the piano would have attracted the attention of the National Security Bureau. Hence, the piano became a decoration in the end. Currently, there were only two people in the house who could play the piano. One was Lin Xue, who came from a good family, and the other was Lin Xue, who was forced by Lin Xue to learn the piano for two years. However, I could definitely tell that the two of them were playing the piano. Lin Xue's piano had the feel of a California hostel, and I have seen Xiaoxue play the piano. She could only play two fingers, and the only song she could play with two fingers was' Twinkle Star '…
The sound upstairs was obviously not from the two of them. Although it was intermittent, the tune was actually quite normal.
More importantly, it was not 'Twinkle Star'. I had enough of listening to Xiaoxue play 'Twinkle Star' with two fingers a while ago.
I used the intermittent sound of the piano upstairs to help block out Icetis's nonsense in my mind. I ran upstairs to check out the situation out of curiosity. When I got upstairs, I went straight to the room with the piano. When I opened the door, there was no one sitting in front of the piano …
But there was a large group of three-inch nymphs on the piano.
Dozens of wild Dingdongs stood neatly on the small space in front of the piano keyboard, each and every one of them seemed to be in high spirits. They were so small that each of them could only hit two keys at a time. The method was to jump up and down. A Ding Dang with her hair combed into two ponytails stood on top of the piano keyboard and acted as the conductor. She raised a piano score that was several times bigger than her and ran back and forth. The row of Ding Dang below her were all focused, waiting for the keys in front of them to make a sound and then jumping up and down quickly. The amount of exercise needed to play the piano was enough to run a 20,000-meter marathon.
They actually used this method to play a complete piece of music!
This kind of performance required extremely high cooperation and concentration. With the brain capacity of this group of little ones, it was impossible not to concentrate. So, they didn't see me enter the door. The group of little ones were still playing … uh, dancing the piano excitedly. I didn't know where they found the piano score. I had never heard the melody before, but it still sounded very pleasant. Of course, it could also be that the interesting scene in front of them made them feel very happy. The row of little ones were busy jumping on the piano keys. Some were already flustered, but some were so relaxed that they only needed to step on the piano for most of the day. Finally, the piano score came to an end. A series of rapid repeated syllables made a certain unlucky Little Bean, who was standing at the edge of the keyboard, jump up and down. She swung her two toothpick-like short legs and jumped up and down. In the end, she still missed the beat.
When the song ended, two-thirds of the Little Bean were lying on the piano keys they were in charge of, panting with their tongues hanging out. The other one-third, who didn't do anything throughout the whole time, began to chatter excitedly …
"I can't anymore, I can't anymore." The last Little Bean, who was in charge of finishing the song, crawled on the keyboard and made a series of notes. "Ke Lulu, I'm not playing anymore. I didn't know it was so tiring …"
"This thing is called a piano. Jingle said it." The little one who was carrying the music score jumped down from the cover of the keyboard. "This should be something invented by the earthlings to practice group gymnastics. Pa Qiqi said it."
I felt that this little one's train of thought was very problematic. Who else could use a piano to practice group gymnastics other than you guys who are only three inches tall?
"Ah! It's His Majesty the Emperor! " At this moment, a little one finally noticed that there was someone in the room. She flapped her wings and flew over. With her greeting, the scene suddenly became lively. The Three Inch Nails who liked to move in groups immediately rushed over and circled around my head. Fortunately, Jingle usually did this, or else I would have been a little dizzy.
The Three Inch Nail Goddess's stress reduction effect was obvious. With this group of little ones, I could temporarily put aside all my worries. Thus, I instantly stopped thinking about the Abyss Schilling and the fact that Icetis was stuck in my body. I realized that there were only a few dozen little ones in the room. After asking, I found out that the others had already spread out. This group of highly mobile little ones should have spread out to various places in the City of Shadows and Avalon. The cities in Heaven weren't open yet. Otherwise, they would have definitely gone to the cities in Heaven and formed a dozen tour groups.
The Three Inch Nails in front of me were wild Jingle's "music and sports enthusiasts." Due to various reasons, the Life Goddesses had always viewed music and sports as a whole.
I looked around the room and realized that there were traces of the Three Inch Nails' activities everywhere. The guitar by the wall was toppled, the violin was thrown on the bed, and the two flutes were placed on the windowsill. These things didn't mean that our house was filled with music. It only meant that there was a period of time when Shallow shallow thought that she might have musical talent. These were all caused by her whims.
I chatted with Wild Jingle No. 1 and found out that they had tried all kinds of musical instruments in the room. In the end, they realized that only the piano could be mastered. The little ones who tried to play the guitar were bounced off the guitar strings (just like a slingshot). The little ones who tried to play the violin couldn't hold the bow. The little ones who tried to play the flute realized that their mouths weren't even as big as their stomachs. They tried to hold their breath for a long time but still couldn't make any sound. Their lung capacity was measured in milliliters. In the end, they could only practice group calisthenics on the piano.
"It was like this." A little one that I didn't recognize enthusiastically showed me how to play the guitar. Little Bean hugged a guitar string and tried to pull it back with her little wings. But before she could let go, she couldn't hold on any longer. There was a buzzing sound and she was thrown against the wall.
"Ugh … I understand. So, you don't have to show me …"
"That's weird." A little one named Pak Qiqi was originally in the piano, trying to figure out why it made sounds. She suddenly remembered something and flew to me. "I felt it just now. Your soul is different from when we first met! There's a familiar feeling, as though it's from the God Realm … "
"Because I'm stuck in here!"
Icetis's voice echoed in the mental channel. The little ones instantly scattered in fear. Female gangsters were born with an aura that the Three Inch Nails couldn't handle.
"Well, thank you for your funny performance. I'm in a much better mood now," Icetis paused and muttered, "I almost got depressed …"
Before Icetis could finish her sentence, Shallow Shallow's voice came from downstairs, "Ah Jun! Ah Jun! Sister asked you to come down for dinner! "
"Oh, let's go eat first." My mood was already very good. With a face full of smiles, I waved at the little guys who were running around not too far away. "Dingdang probably brought the others to eat somewhere else. You guys should come with us. Oh yeah, Icetis, you don't seem to be able to eat right now. Are you okay? "
"… Damn it. I'm still depressed."
In terms of the number of people, this was definitely the largest meal we had ever had in our family because there were dozens of excited little puppies. I was glad that Jingle had brought most of them with her. Otherwise, you can imagine how lively a family banquet with thousands of people would be. The little ones didn't take up much space. Even if there were dozens of them piled together, they wouldn't be able to take up a seat. However, they had the same habit as Jingle, which was that they liked to run around the table. To them, this table of food was like an adventure in the jungle. Every time they found a new dish, they would yell for half a day and call their friends to come and eat. I even saw a little one who was holding a pen and drawing a map. She was in charge of helping the others find the vegetable dishes. However, when Shallow Shallow drew two dishes in front of me, the little one's map was scrapped …
I had to be careful, afraid that when I picked up some food, I would accidentally poke a certain goddess who was hugging a bean sprout or celery on her plate. This wasn't impossible. Normally, when it was just Ke Lulu alone, we would still poke her with our chopsticks every few days. This time, the probability of it happening had increased by tens of times. Just now, Qian Qian had carelessly picked up Ke Lulu and dipped it in the sauce. She thought that it was a green vegetable, and something similar had definitely happened to Ke Lulu before.
As I helped Ke Lulu wipe her face, I was glad that I didn't eat hotpot today. Although something similar had happened to Jingle before …
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