It was only natural that Lin Xue would be in charge of the Imperial Army's intelligence department. It would be a huge waste of talent to not use such a person who would peep at the world and think of ways to bring harm to the common people. Anyway, even if I didn't let her manage this lass, she would still look around when she had nothing to do. So, in order to prevent the extremely bored Lin Xue from finding trouble for herself, I made her the Chief of the Intelligence Department. In addition, because she would give us weather forecasts for free when she was bored, she also held the responsibility of being the Chief of the Weather Bureau. Of course, the second position was just nonsense.
Now, our Chief of the Intelligence Department was finally of some use in her position. She brought me a piece of good news that I wasn't sure if it could be considered good news: We have found the whereabouts of that naturally dark fake loli.
At the same time, this also meant that the once chaotic dimensional system had completely calmed down. The ultra-long-distance blurry world teleportation that was once halted could now be restarted.
When I arrived at the City of Shadows, I could clearly see that there were some changes here. The most obvious change was that the crown of the World Tree that covered most of the sky was emitting an extremely dim colorful halo. Some kind of huge information was leaving this world through a secret communication channel at high speed. Jingle told me that it was the World Management Terminal sending the summary data of this incident to its superior node. After all, it was a dimensional quake that affected tens of thousands of worlds. Even in the eyes of the Protoss, it was an incredible event. After the incident ended, as the person in charge and the person involved, Jingle naturally had to write a report. Although we still couldn't figure out the cause of this chaotic dimensional incident, the powerful Protoss would definitely be able to find out the truth. Perhaps after this incident, this extremely remote world in the void would be firmly remembered by the Gods.
After experiencing such a major event, Dingdang was probably going to make a name for herself very soon. The stupid goddess who had been at the bottom for ten thousand years had managed to turn the tide, maintaining the harmony and order of the universe despite many illegal immigrants sneaking in and living in the void. Moreover, she had restored the peace and order of the area within a short month. This would definitely allow the little thing to keep her year-end bonus, and Dingdang would then have the chance to upgrade her world management terminal with a genuine operating system. Now, the little thing was just waiting for her superiors to give her further instructions. According to her self-confident declaration, there would most likely be an increase in benefits, and the little thing was looking forward to it.
It was said that under normal circumstances, such a huge incident would require more than half a month for preliminary investigation results. However, with the report provided by Jingle, this time period might be extended by another month or so. If Jingle performed exceptionally well when she wrote the report, perhaps the Gods would still be confused after two or three months. I couldn't understand why the Father God had sent such a God here. However, there was one thing I was sure of. He definitely didn't have the good intentions of making the world a better place. Such a God would be too powerful even if he were to throw him out and use him as a world-destroying artifact.
However, it just so happened that there were still more than two months before Jingle's superior would assign the next step of work. Jingle had the time to follow us to bring back a certain Priestess who had lost her way.
The Dimensional Hub's plaza was still filled with a sea of people. The Empire's transportation department was currently experiencing its first golden week of tourism since its establishment. I'm afraid that the peak period for transmigrators on their return journey would only subside after three days. When I passed by the plaza, I paid special attention and discovered that ever since Sicarro was placed under house arrest, this place had become much more orderly. The main reason was that there were fewer people buying and selling train tickets. The leaderless Sicarro pirate gang was brutally exterminated by the Empire's Town Security after their leader was imprisoned. Although they were all comrades on the battlefield, the latter usually didn't give the former any face. What made people more worried was that although the number of pirate and ticket scalpers had decreased sharply, the number of people selling tea eggs and pancakes in the plaza had increased dramatically. Among them, there were tauren and goblins peddling peddlers. Only after I asked did I find out that the fall of the Sicarro Corporation had caused the transmigrators to focus more of their attention on these actual stalls. Great Prophet Lin called this the economic form of the intersection of industries. In any case, after I passed by the plaza, I almost became a moving monument. I couldn't imagine how far the Space Administration would go and what it would become in the end.
It wasn't until we entered the space-time management center that we completely forgot about the Tangfeng bus station outside …
"This is the world that we have located," Tawil, who had been staying in the management center, obviously didn't know what kind of filthy place the dimensional hub had become. Or rather, even if she knew, this female researcher who was infatuated with work wasn't interested in caring. When she saw the leaders rushing over, she immediately entered into work mode and displayed a model of the universe in the management center's' beacon hall '. "The results of the blurry scan aren't very accurate, but the amount of information is still quite a lot. The initial judgment is that it is similar to this universe, but the overall structure and some of the physical constants are very strange. Moreover, its scale is much smaller than this universe, and the time of its formation is also very short — — these are a few of its characteristic codes."
I grabbed Jingle like a scanning gun and swung it a few times on the projector's characteristic codes. "Little thing, is this produced in your God Realm?"
Jingle tried hard to identify it for a long time. Suddenly, she took out a large book from her portable space and said, "Ah Jun, wait a moment, let me look for it."
You actually want to read it on the spot? I say, doesn't the God Realm write 'Made in Heaven' on the product?
The God who couldn't accomplish anything but was good at spoiling things flipped through the unknown name of the large book for a long time before finally coming to a conclusion, "We didn't create it! The book said that the world produced by the Protoss will add a footnote of 'Made in Heaven' at the end of the basic law to protect the copyright. This world should be naturally created, and there is no administrator login window. This world doesn't seem to be managed by anyone. "
I admit that I was in a mess at this moment. Could it be that other than having sharp eyes, I was also a hidden prophet type of character? Wasn't this the same as Semi Xian Lin?
"Looks like this isn't your territory." I heaved a sigh of relief at this moment. Liliana, that dangerous species, had led her smashing and looting group to stir up trouble in the other world. I was most afraid that she would cause trouble in the Protoss's territory. After all, they were allies. If I let a crazy lass go over and destroy their territory, it wouldn't be right. I wasn't a hooligan like Icetis …
"How long do we need to prepare the army?" I asked as I held down Little Bubble, who had slipped into the Beacon Hall and started running around aimlessly.
Sandora replied, "The Empire's main forces have already returned from various places in the universe. However, the pressure on the Space-Time Management Center is too great. We have to wait for the peak period of the Transmigrators to pass, but it will only take two to three days. Liliana is obviously involved in a war in that world. We have to make preparations for an all-out war."
"Yes, we have to make preparations. I have to bring more clothes." The elder sister nodded.
Shallow Shallow hugged my arm and whined, "Ah Jun, can I go over this time too?"
Lin Xue waved her hand at me, "I'm too lazy to move. I'm not interested in fighting a war, but I want to bring some local specialties back. I'm quite interested in the machines in that world. I want to dismantle a few and play with them."
In the end, my gaze fell on Pandora and her sister. Without a doubt, Visca was so happy that he was about to faint. On the other hand, Pandora was busy sharpening her snake spear … Cough cough, checking the cannon.
We had originally intended to save the people in the otherworld from their plight. Looking at it now, they might be able to live for a few more days if we didn't go over.
"Hey," Mercury Lamp, who had been lying on my shoulder watching the show in silence, suddenly knocked my head. She sounded confused, "Why does it sound like you're not going to war?"
I quickly explained to her, "Actually, this time is already considered serious."
Usually, elder sister would bring along a portable kitchen every time she went to war, let alone a change of clothes.
"Phew — Anyway, I'm used to you guys." Mercury Lamp maintained her lazy posture as she lay on my shoulder. Her legs swayed back and forth. She wasn't interested in these things at all. "Wah!"
She swayed so much that she almost fell off.
"I told you to hold on tight." I held Mercury Lamp upright. The moment I let go, she started to slide down again — I realized that something was wrong.
"Mercury Lamp? What's wrong with you? "
"I … I don't know!" The fearless puppet was trembling as she spoke. She couldn't sit up straight anymore. She could only hold onto my head to prevent herself from sliding down. "I suddenly ran out of energy!"
I carried Mercury Lamp down. I wanted to give her a princess carry, but I realized that the size wasn't right. So, I changed it to a child's carry (upright!). Due to the puppet's physique, her expression didn't change. However, I noticed that Mercury Lamp's gaze was a little unfocused. It was as though she didn't have enough sleep. Her usually big eyes couldn't even open. The usually domineering puppet girl was now like a helpless little animal nestled in my arms. She was so light that I couldn't even feel her weight.
"I'm a little … sleepy …"
Mercury Lamp muttered in a daze. The ball-shaped joints on her body started to creak as though they hadn't been oiled for a long time.
"Medic!" I immediately shouted. Then, I realized that it wasn't right, so I quickly changed my words. "Maintenance soldier … No, logistician, that's even more wrong … Is there anyone with a material science background?"
"Stop messing around." Lin Xue rolled her eyes at me rudely. The prophet's eyes flashed with white light. "Send her to the Yggdrasill Shrine first. No life will perish there."
Back then, when the Keplu Star Zone was almost destroyed by a black sun, we didn't even panic. But now, Mercury Lamp's chill made us collectively panic. Fortunately, Lin Xue saw something and reminded Mercury Lamp in time to save her.
The World Tree's Shrine was called a shrine, but it was actually an independent space within the World Tree. Passing through the densely packed branches and reaching the roots of the tree's crown, there was a teleportation gate that was always kept open under Dingdang's power. Behind the teleportation gate was a completely different space that one couldn't see the edge of. The Goddess of Life's Shrine was the only building in this different space. I had always thought that it was the greatest waste in history for a three-inch-tall kid to live in such a large house. How expensive are the housing prices these days? You could just find a flower pot like Dingdang and plant it in order to save the environment. Why did you have to create a shrine like Epang Palace to show off that the God Race's property market was well regulated?
My resentment wasn't without reason. Three years ago, my sister and I'd always wanted to have three bedrooms and one living room. And even now, Shallow Shallow hadn't given up on her dream of three bedrooms and one living room …
After passing through a long hallway, there were many rooms with strange names. It was said that their symbolic meanings were enough to change the entire structure of the world. We directly placed Mercury Lamp in the shrine's "Throne of Kings," which was also where the Goddess of Life worked. It was truly difficult to find a place to rest among a pile of candy, toys, junk, and all sorts of strange experimental equipment. The cowhide "Throne of Kings" looked just like the one under Little Bubble's bed. We had no choice but to toss all the potentially priceless items into the alternate space in order to make room for Mercury Lamp to rest. Beside the little doll girl, there were medical scientists, mechanics, material scientists, electronic engineers, and … well, I found a leading scientist in every field that I could think of. These were all the best Schilling technicians. Any bit of knowledge in any one of their brains would be enough to allow human society to break out of the Milky Way and into the universe. And their current mission was to help Mercury Lamp recover.
I admit that there were only a few of these experts who could "cure" diseases, but …
Who the hell would know how to cure a doll that was sick? Mercury Lamp didn't even have any organs. She couldn't even lift her arm. Should I find an orthopedic doctor, a mechanical scholar, or a material science expert?
A group of white-robed researchers who stood at the peak of knowledge formed a circle within a circle around the platform. They surrounded Mercury Lamp as if they were looking at a corpse — what kind of metaphor was that?
The little doll had almost completely lost the ability to move. Her entire body was as stiff as a normal doll. Apart from her eyes that could still blink slightly and speak, Mercury Lamp was no different from a statue.
I recalled Fledgling from the original plot of "Rosette Maiden." After that doll lost the Rosette Maiden's artificial soul (I guessed that it was a fragment of the Philosopher's Stone), she also experienced a condition similar to Mercury Lamp's. She gradually stiffened and lost the ability to move. In the end, she became an ordinary doll. However, Mercury Lamp's deteriorating speed was obviously faster than Mercury Lamp's. Through experiments, we also eliminated the possibility that Rosette Maiden was damaged: Rosette Maiden was at most a fragment of the Philosopher's Stone. Although that item was a miraculous item to ordinary people, it was nothing in the Church of Life. The stone slabs used to pave the floor of the "Throne of Kings" possessed a higher level of mystery than the Philosopher's Stone. However, none of the items in the Church of Life that could act as artificial souls could help Mercury Lamp recover. Even Jingle couldn't tell what was wrong with Mercury Lamp!
Her soul was intact, and there was no abnormality in her body (of course, excluding the missing part of her abdomen …), but Mercury Lamp was getting weaker.
It was not that Jingle couldn't even cure such a small doll girl, but before finding the exact cause, any treatment was only a temporary solution. It was like letting Caster stand on the roof to hold a magic shield, but in the end, you still needed two people to fix the roof. I can't tie Jingle to Mercury Lamp's neck as a fixed battery …
I don't know if Garki Muneichiro can repair the house …
"How is it? Can anyone tell what's going on? "
A group of experts and scholars consulted for an hour. Under the power of the Church of Life, although Mercury Lamp did not continue to deteriorate, it did not change at all. I couldn't help but feel a little crazy.
"Your Majesty, in theory, this little girl's current physical condition is no different from her healthy body …"
The attending physician answered me. What he meant was, "The patient's vital signs are good, but she's dying."
"You are all the best researchers and engineers in the Empire, and now you can't even fix a doll made in the Middle Ages?!" I was about to lose my temper on the spot, and the experts and scholars immediately bowed their heads in shame. But I also knew that this situation was not the professional field of these researchers. You asked a group of battleship dynamics to analyze why the doll could not move, it was like forcing a duck to a perch. "Ravens, what can you see?"
"Her soul is intact, and her spiritual power is sufficient," Raven 001 looked confused. "It stands to reason that she should be more active than anyone else."
I looked at Jingle, who was jumping around on Mercury Lamp's body. Noticing my gaze, she immediately replied, "Jingle can restore Mercury Lamp's mobility, but if we can't find the reason for her loss of power, once we lose Jingle's divine power, she will become like this again."
A group of the best experts in the Multiverse, Master Magicians, and the Goddess of Life couldn't even fix a doll. If word got out … there was nothing they could do. Theoretically speaking, the mercury lamp's indicators were normal. Even the best experts couldn't do anything about it. Even if Hua Tuo was alive, he wouldn't be able to cure someone who wasn't sick. But compared to Dingdang, Hua Tuo was nothing.
"Mercury Lamp, how do you feel now?"
I whispered into Mercury Lamp's ear. Her physical condition was deteriorating at an alarming rate. When she was sent to the Church, her hearing was already half gone.
"So sleepy … Body … Can't feel … Body …"
Mercury Lamp was in a terrible state of mind. She mumbled a few words in reply and then fell into a daze again. But she still moved her arm to try to grab my arm. Of course, she failed.
"It's okay. Relax. The most powerful guys in the universe are gathered here. They will be able to fix you soon …"
I felt that there was a very suspicious verb at the end of the comforting sentence.
I gently brushed away the hair on Mercury Lamp's forehead and found a terrible situation: the doll's soft and elastic skin was now a little stiff. It felt like a lifeless paint.
"Ah Jun." My sister's voice suddenly rang behind me. I turned around and saw that she had something to say.
"What's wrong, sister?" I asked in confusion as I moved away from where Mercury Lamp was lying.
"Ah Jun," the elder sister looked worriedly in the direction of the mercury lamp. "Do you still remember how the child moved in the first place?"
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