The two experts had been in Jingle's World Tree for more than an hour. Before they entered, they told us that they would be done in a short while. However, I forgot to ask if this "short while" was calculated according to normal time or according to the Protoss's time. As a result, the people waiting at the plaza were at a loss. If they were calculating according to normal time, I could wait for them at the plaza for a while. But if they were calculating according to the Protoss's time, then we could go home and sleep by now. It wouldn't be too late to pick them up at the plaza after a thousand years of peace …
"It should be done soon, right?" Icetis looked at the World Tree with the eyes of an expert. "The expired logs have been cleaned up."
I did my best to raise my head to look at Jingle's shrine. This towering tree's trunk was covered in a majestic wall of runes. The rapidly changing, twisted characters were difficult to understand, but even if I couldn't understand them, I could imagine that these runes were probably the ultimate truth of the outside world. Usually, when Jingle operated the World Management Terminal, she would do all kinds of stupid things. She would click to restore, click to repair, click to create species, click to adjust the expansion coefficient of the universe and so on. So, I rarely saw the World Tree show such a magnificent side. Today, I saw for the first time that the World Tree could be so magnificent when it was operating normally. Just the live recording alone was enough to attract a bunch of visual believers. But these runes seemed to be endless. Although it was magnificent, it was monotonous after watching for a long time. I felt a little bored and couldn't help but turn to look at Icetis. "By the way, can't we fast-forward this part?"
Icetis looked at me as if she was looking at something. "… Do you think the World Tree is a video player? You can fast-forward it whenever you want? Right now, it is sorting out the expired logs and accumulating bugs in the system. D * mn it … How many useless files has Jingle accumulated? "
I turned my head to look at Xiao Budian, who was excitedly flying up and down. She was playing more happily than anyone else, "I feel like she's using a top-level server to play Super Mario. Moreover, she's using an incompatible emulator. Not only is she wasting resources, she's also accumulating a bunch of broken files."
"That's basically it, but she's not using the top server …" Bryndis looked up at the crown of the World Tree. "The version number of this thing is almost the same as mine. Can you believe it?"
I thought about Icetis's theoretical age and shuddered. Did Jingle secretly dig out the seed of the World Tree?
Just as I was hesitating whether I should go home to take a nap, deal with some official business, save a few worlds, revive the New Empire, and sweep through the entire Abyss before coming back to the plaza to meet up with the two experts, the rapidly moving runes on the surface of the World Tree suddenly decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye. At the same time, the faint sound of the wind chimes also weakened. Jingle rushed over and happily flew around my head. "Alright, alright! Jingle's World Tree is done! "
I pinched the little one on my head with practiced ease. Then, I saw Keltimus and Livella reappear in the plaza of the Temple of Light with two teleportation beams. The two experts of the God Realm looked rather tired. I could tell that this fatigue wasn't physical, but purely mental and physical exhaustion …
"I've repaired a lot of complicated World Management Terminals," Keltimus exhaled. "I've also reinstalled and even rewritten a lot of loopholes in World Management Systems, but today … I feel like I've seen the door to a new world. There's no end to learning."
I was shocked by his reaction and quickly went forward to hold old Keltimus's hand. "Expert, expert, you have to hold on! There are still many beautiful things in this world. You must not go crazy … "
"Don't worry, I just had a refreshed view of the world and am a little excited right now." Keltimus waved his hand and then looked at Jingle with an almost worshipful gaze. He bowed respectfully to my head (Do you still remember? My head is Jingle's throne?). He said earnestly, "Jingle, I have something to discuss with you. Can you give me a copy of your World Management System?"
"Sure," the little one nodded happily. "But what do you want it for? Even Sister Icetis doesn't dare to look at it easily. "
"I'll take it back to study it and store it in the database for people to look at." Keltimus nodded vigorously. "With this copy, basically all the World Tree virus samples and bug cases in the Archives can be thrown away. A few of us have spent hundreds of thousands of years organizing the data in an attempt to compile the most comprehensive and most convenient failure case encyclopedia, but we have not succeeded until now. I never thought that you would have such a complete set of samples here … How did this universe last until today?"
At this moment, I really wanted to hold old Keltimus's hand with tears in my eyes and tell him, "Because we are lucky!"
Jingle's intelligence might not be able to understand the whole thing, but she seemed to feel that she was going to be of great use, so she happily nodded. "Alright! You can take it. Jingle is very powerful, right? "
Icetis agreed softly. "In some ways, you are indeed very powerful."
At this time, Livella turned to look at the World Tree, which was now operating normally and in a much better condition than before. Suddenly, she patted Keltimus on the shoulder. "Alright, little Keltimus, I think there's no problem. Go pack up the tools inside and get ready to go home."
Keltimus looked a little embarrassed. "Mom, I'm already an adult. Can you not call me by my nickname in public?"
At this moment, even Liliana was directly lying on the ground. I looked at Keltimus and Livella in shock. Looking at the latter's appearance, which was even younger than the former, I felt that my worldview was being refreshed as if it had been glued to F5. "What did you call her just now?"
"Of course." Keltimus nodded nonchalantly. "This is my mom."
I couldn't help but point at Livella. "I thought she was your sister!"
Human Mother Livella instantly held her face in a reserved manner. "Your Majesty, you flatter me. Actually, I didn't take care of my face much …" Then, she patted Keltimus on the shoulder and revealed a fierce expression. "Little brat, hurry up and get to work! No matter how old you are, you are still my son. Do I need your permission to call you by your nickname?! "
At this moment, I had an unprecedented deep understanding of the seniority and age of the long-lived species. I finally couldn't look directly at the two experts who called me 'old Keltimus' and 'little Li' when we first met …
"There shouldn't be any problems with the world management system, right?" After Keltimus returned to the temple to pack his tools, Icetis approached Livella and asked.
"That depends on what you mean by 'there shouldn't be any problems'." It seemed that Livella also had some thoughts. She said rather meaningfully, "If you judge purely by whether the management system is healthy or not, then this World Tree is simply the most troublesome thing I have ever seen in my life. I can almost see a sense of art from its mountainous error logs. But if you are asking if this World Tree has anything to do with the collective downtime, I have to say that everything is normal. Apart from the mountainous amount of system bugs, there are no abnormalities in this terminal."
Icetis rubbed her chin. "That means that the downtime really has nothing to do with the terminal itself, right?"
Livella nodded silently. At this moment, Keltimus had also packed his things and returned to the plaza. He then said goodbye to us. "The work here is done. We should return to the Divine Realm."
I hurriedly greeted him. "Hey, aren't you going to stay for a meal before you leave?"
"No," Livella smiled faintly. "Our volunteer organization has its own rules. Besides, there are still a few worlds that need to be repaired. If we don't hurry, I'm afraid we won't be able to go back today."
Icetis giggled. "Aha! Anyway, no matter what problems we encounter, it won't be as complicated as here. Just treat it as a high-intensity training in advance."
The two Divine Realm experts left with sincere admiration for Jingle and a precious bug database (…). However, I began to feel uneasy. Icetis's speculation about the impending Void Cataclysm and the information revealed by the two experts made me deeply uneasy.
All this while, the Void Cataclysm had been a rather distant concept in my mind. Even though I knew that it would come sooner or later, and even though I knew that it might not be as far away as I imagined, I had never felt that it was an imminent problem. But now that such a strange thing suddenly appeared, and Icetis felt that it might be related to the Void Cataclysm, my heart instantly became anxious.
The Void Cataclysm … According to Xiaoxue, it didn't cause any harm to the worlds that were "protected" by the Void creatures, but it changed everything.
After the Void Cataclysm, there were no Fallen Apostles. After the Void Cataclysm was the peak of the Chaos Abyss. After the Void Cataclysm, Xiaoxue was born … Everything seemed to be separated by that event, and we hadn't even figured out the nature of the Void Cataclysm.
Now that it might be happening, an unreasonable sense of urgency began to overwhelm me. Sometimes, it wasn't the exact threat that made people uneasy, but the "unknown" was the source of the uneasiness.
"It seems that you are very concerned about the Void Cataclysm." Icetis saw my strange expression, and of course, she could guess what I was thinking.
"How could I not be concerned?" I spread my hands at her. "Such a huge thing … I'm not ready yet."
Icetis laughed. "Then, even if you were given a hundred thousand years to prepare, what could you prepare?"
Icetis's question completely stumped me: Even if I had a hundred thousand years to prepare, or even longer, what should I prepare?
"There's nowhere to start, isn't there?" Icetis had that signature fearless smile on her face, as though even the Void Cataclysm was nothing to this female pervert. "It doesn't matter when it comes, because no matter when it starts, we won't be ready. You know, I am a rather open-minded person …"
"You're just a dead pig that doesn't fear boiling water." I couldn't help but want to retort, but what Sister Bing said was indeed correct: No matter when the Void Cataclysm starts, it wouldn't matter, because we would never be ready.
Halland and Sandora seemed to be discussing something at the side, and their discussion had just come to an end. Halland walked over to me. "Chen, I might have to leave for a while."
"For what?" I was stunned. Halland had no relatives or friends now, and the City of Shadows was his only home. Everyone he could talk to was here, so why would he leave?
"To the border." Halland smiled. "Didn't Sandora reset the borders between the Empire District and the Abyss District? There are more than ten worlds in the Abyss District that have just fallen into the hands of the Empire District. This new border isn't suitable for normal Order races to live in, and the geographical location isn't suitable for colonization either. However, it's exactly the environment that the Abyss Independent Group wants, so I intend to transform it into a colony for the Abyss Independent Group. This way, I won't have to specially build a half Abyss with a special environment. This matter has been bothering me for several months. "
"The Abyss Apostles are moving to the border as a group?" I raised my eyebrows. "That place's environment is dangerous, and it's next to the Fallen Apostles. Aren't you just looking for trouble there? Those are transitional zones, and I didn't intend for anyone to live there in the first place. "
"To you, it's just dangerous." Halland smiled. "To us, the environment there isn't a problem at all. As for the fact that it's next to the Abyss District … it doesn't affect it much. Anyway, the Abyss Independent Group's main mission is to monitor the Abyss District, and there needs to be someone guarding the border. The right job should be given to the right people, and my people are the most suitable for this. The Abyss Independent Group is stationed at the border, so when the time comes, it will be easier to infiltrate the Abyss District. "
Halland's words were reasonable, and her attitude was firm. Looking at Sandora's expression of agreement, I naturally had nothing else to say. There was no need for pleasantries when it came to such a major issue. Halland knew what he should do — just like how each of us knew what we should do.
I glanced at Jingle, who was dancing in the air, and Liliana, who was lying on the ground and chatting with the weeds. Alright, most of us …
"Then, when are you leaving?" I glanced at Halland. This calm commander of the Empire used to be the most dangerous opponent of the new Empire. However, after he regained consciousness, he had been conscientiously helping Sandora and I with the miscellaneous affairs in the City of Shadows. He didn't usually show himself in public, and could be said to have retired to the second line. However, his seriousness and diligence always gave people the impression of a reliable elder brother. Now that he suddenly said that he wanted to bring the Abyss Independent Group to the most desolate and dangerous border of the Empire to build a new world, I couldn't help but feel a little startled. Coupled with the fact that the Void Cataclysm was still hanging over my head, a feeling of oppression spread in my heart.
Halland smiled. "We're leaving in the afternoon."
"So soon?" I was a little surprised. Then, I asked without much hope, "Then, when are you coming back?"
Halland smiled again. "If it's fast, then tomorrow afternoon. If not, then we'll wake up early the day after tomorrow."
I was speechless. "… You're only going out for a day. Why are you saying goodbye to me so solemnly?"
Halland scratched his head in confusion. "That's what you said. I have to temporarily put down a lot of work when I go out. Why didn't I tell you and Sandora before I left?"
I was speechless.
"Actually, I'm going there to personally confirm the situation of those worlds." Halland was still explaining. "A few of the border worlds that you attacked were my former territory … Yeah, I don't know what changes have occurred in the time I've been away. I'm going there to see if some of the old facilities can still be used. After all, you didn't blow everything up. I'll come back after taking a look. There's a mountain of things to do in the City of Shadows. If I leave now, you and Sandora will probably kill me. "
I continued, "…"
"Hey, why aren't you saying anything?"
"I'm mentally and physically exhausted. Tell it to Sandora …"
After returning from the City of Shadows, I realized one thing: I shouldn't walk the path of being sensitive. Even if the sky were to collapse, I wouldn't die. What could possibly make a Void Race like me so anxious?
After thinking it through, I felt my mood lighten up. Even my lunch was half a bowl more than usual. Of course, the reason for the extra half a bowl might be due to the fact that I always ate with a bunch of wild Jingle. I didn't know when it started, but these little things learned from Jingle to eat in other people's bowls. Naturally, my bowl was the most affected area. Every time I ate, they would form a circle around my bowl as though they had discussed it beforehand … Do you know how much pressure I had to endure just to eat? When I used my chopsticks, it was hard to tell whether the food I picked up would be food or Jingle. These little fellows were just too similar to celery …
Of course, I felt that I was more worry-free compared to the little crows. The little crows would often have a bunch of Schizosperms around them. Furthermore, those Crow Gods figurines didn't like to eat cooked food. They ate lettuce leaves instead. Thus, Medivh would always have two sets of food in front of her, one for herself and one for the children. However, the little crow was still a sloppy egg. Basically, she would get confused halfway through her meal. Thus, the figurines would be scalded by the hot food. The little crow's mouth was full of cabbage and leeks. She wanted to cry but no tears came out. At the end of the meal, it would always be as chaotic as a war.
Those little crows were really unfortunate to have such a mother.
After eating, I went to the front yard to bask in the sun as usual. If it was in the past, I would rather stay in the house and chat on the internet during my free time. However, my habits had long changed. Due to a well-known reason, the house was livelier than the outside. Thus, compared to dealing with the naughty children and those clownish adults in the house, I would rather photosynthesize like Liliana in the yard.
There was a recliner spread out on the lawn. There was a pot of hot tea and two plates of pastries on the short table beside me. On the other side of the table was a black-bellied loli with the words "exp + 5" constantly popping up on her head. On the other side of the short table was the nine-tailed Immortal Fox. I felt as decadent as an old landlord in the old society. The Immortal Fox used her tail to search the short table skillfully. She quickly rolled up the pastries and sent them into her mouth. I patiently joked with her. From time to time, I would change the position of the pastries and watch the tip of her golden and fluffy tail poking around on the table. Seeing that the Immortal Fox trained her tail to such an extent, I wanted to ask her: Did you grow your arms just to wear clothes with sleeves?
At this moment, I heard the sound of brakes coming from outside the courtyard.
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