Due to some technical difficulties that I was unable to break through, it would take a few minutes to directly locate the Death Garden System in a "blank" void area. I took this opportunity to ask Artemis about the recent situation in Avalon. I had been busy dealing with … er, it didn't seem like I had been busy, but I felt like I had always been busy. Anyway, I didn't really care about this place, so I casually asked.
"The situation in Avalon is good. The monsters and the Atlanteans are getting along very well. Most of the former like to make friends, while the latter are very trusting of their 'comrades' who helped them recapture the city. The Atlanteans have inherited the excellent qualities of the Empire's soldiers, and they value friendship on the battlefield very much." The girl who had the same name as the Moon God tore off the small piece of paper on her face and said in a crisp and quick tone. She seemed to be in a very good mood. "I need to mention that Tengu called Shemyumaru. She founded the Macro World Express and the Avalon Daily. Together with her own Wenwen Daily, a total of three newspapers were published at the same time. Because the content was messy and the perspectives were strange, it was very popular among the similarly messy Heroic Spirits. Oh, I consider myself a very diligent person, but compared to that Tengu's enthusiasm for work, I feel inferior. Although she has the help of her clansmen, how does she have so much energy for work? "
Artemis rubbed her eyebrows with an incredulous look on her face, but she quickly put the confusion aside. "Then there's the Heroic Spirits. They're still the same. Although they don't screw up when they're out on missions, they're usually as lazy as they can be. Fairy Lake has almost become an activity center for retired cadres. Autumn Yi and Andersen even opened a chess club deep in the Fairy Forest because most of the missions have nothing to do with them."
I thought about it. One plays Go, and the other writes fantasy. What kind of end of the world would need these two masters to save it? Even if they become Heroic Spirits, they might not be very good at fighting. But then I thought of another question. "Wait, I know Autumn Yi plays Go, but isn't Andersen a foreign fairy tale writer? Is he also a national Go player? "
"He doesn't play Go." Artemis shook her head.
"Then why did the two old men form a team?" I was confused. "I don't think they have any overlapping professions."
"They play Gomoku," Artemis replied stonily. "They are equally good at it."
Me: "..."
"Octopus and Caesar even teamed up to organize an e-sports competition. Total War. "
"... Who won in the end?"
"Bubble won. At that time, Caesar and Octavian forgot to write in the rules that 'Bubble and any Schilling Host are not allowed to participate'. In the end, Bubble used his infantry to flatten the world …"
Okay, one more time —
Me: "..."
While chatting, I found that the girl in front of me had completely adapted to her new identity and new job. Not only did she handle her job well as a "non-staff apostle" (you could also call her an honorary citizen, just like Uncle Z's temporary identity in the Keplu Sector, but Artemis was permanent), but she also became a loyal dual believer of the Goddess of Life and the Emperor of the Empire. Of course, I felt that a creature like the "Emperor of the Empire" did not have the qualifications to be a believer, but did Jingle look like she did?
When I saw Artemis in the world fragment, she was wearing a dirty, coarse work uniform stained with paint, like a tomboy crouching in a strange and twisted classroom. Except for her long golden hair, she did not have a single trace of a girl's softness. She looked like a female leopard waiting for an opportunity to counterattack in adversity. Now, although she still had that heroic long golden ponytail, she was wearing a very elf-style green soft armor that accentuated her feminine figure. It looked a bit like a hunting outfit, including exquisite long leather boots, tight trousers decorated with dark golden patterns, and soft leather long gloves that archers liked. However, she was wearing a short battle skirt, which was not quite the same style as a hunting outfit. This outfit looked a little familiar, and then I remembered that this was the uniform that Liliana designed for her own Vatican guards. That girl copied it from a game, and I did not expect Artemis to actually wear it — although it looked quite beautiful.
Of course, we had to try our best to ignore the fact that she had stuck at least thirty pieces of paper on her face. That appearance was simply too impressive, and very different from the usually sedate and serious Artemis.
Since Liliana had spent the longest period of her life as a blood elf loli, she liked elf-style clothing and requested that the relevant personnel of the Church dress similarly. Artemis was adamant about it, and apart from her not having sharp ears, she was almost ready to be thrown into any elven novel and be the wife of the main character … Ahem, did I stray off topic again?
After some small talk, the adjustment of the Garden of the Departed was finally completed. A sudden low reverberating sound of energy turbulence over the entire square interrupted my thoughts about Artemis and the wife of the main character. In the huge circular Information Terminal beneath our feet, characters that indicated that the system had started flashed, and then a deep, turbid darkness covered the entire ground.
If you observe the Void with conventional means and equipment, you will only see absolute darkness. This does not mean that the Void is black. In fact, due to the law of 'all things are zero', the Void has no color. It is only because you cannot get any feedback from that place that you think it is dark. Through the observation of the Void through the Garden of the Departed World system, we have discovered an interesting phenomenon. The Void in the eyes of the system sometimes appears uneven. Even if it is the same darkness that represents no feedback, there are areas where the color is uneven. There are bright and dark areas. Everyone could not understand it at first, until later on, Tawil explained the uneven color with a theory called 'Probability of Creation'.
'Probability of Creation' referred to the sudden appearance of a small, calm region in the Void, and the probability of a world appearing in that region, as well as the phenomenon of information enrichment that formed with that probability. We all knew that many worlds were born directly in the Void. Since everything was possible in the Void, with an infinite base, the probability of a world being born would jump between infinitely large and infinitely small. Every 'location' could have a world suddenly appear, or it could never appear. This cloud of probability would only collapse into reality at the moment when a world was born. It was a process that was countless times more advanced than quantum physics. After all, quantum physics only applied to the microscopic world, while 'Probability of Creation' directly used a percentage to determine whether a world was born and what it would look like after it was born. Through his research on this process, Tawil discovered that the Void was uneven in a certain instant. That is, when a world was about to be born or a destroyed world had not completely evaporated, they would form an information enrichment in the Void and cause a turbid scanning image. This scanning image meant that the probability was about to collapse, but so far, such scanning images could only be observed in the Garden of the Departed. Tawil was trying to replicate the Garden of the Departed, but the progress was slow.
And now, what appeared before us was a scene of Chaos. It was definitely not the birth of a new world, because it was an instant that had almost no unit of time, so it was definitely the ashes of a destroyed world in the Void. Now, what needed to be explained was why this embers had not been devoured by the Void even after more than 700,000 years, and had even become an invisible devourer.
In the absolute darkness of the background, there was a large continuous series of gray-black patterns. If one did not look carefully, they would not even be able to see these patterns that were almost indistinguishable from the background. Artemis skillfully adjusted the information processing module of the Garden of the Departed, and the image became clearer.
Those patterns looked amazing. Everyone should know what snowflakes looked like, right? It was that kind of complex and beautiful hexagonal crystal, and what appeared on the screen was this hexagonal structure that kept repeating and extending. One after another, the six corners were connected to each other until they covered the entire screen. It was like a greyish-black spider web that covered the earth.
"Snowflakes?"
I was surprised, and then looked at Sandora with a puzzled look. "How can there be such a regular pattern like snowflakes in the Void?"
"I don't know," Sandora frowned. "I have never observed such a phenomenon before. It doesn't look like it was formed naturally. Orderly things will not appear in the Void alone, and this pattern, no matter how you look at it, is built on an orderly combination …"
"And more importantly, it will not be observed through conventional means. Even our Protoss observers have never reported that the information here shows an orderly state." Icetis now did not continue to joke and adjusted her expression. "Now I can almost confirm that what happens at these coordinates can only be observed by your psionic products … If I'm not wrong, this should be left by little Visca back then. It is invisible to everything that does not belong to its own system."
We turned to look at Visca in silence. She was squatting on the grass not far away, catching ants …
"Let's work hard on our own," Icetis said as she patted Sandora and my shoulders generously. "The appearance of orderly information in the Void means that someone has modified this place. It shouldn't be in the state before the birth of a world, but it should have been modified by the destroyer after the world was destroyed. Let me guess, you must be intending to make a trip there personally, right? "
"The conventional reconnaissance troops are no longer of any use," Sandora flirtatiously played with her blonde hair, her eyes glowing with determination. "And no matter what Visca left behind, it shouldn't be able to threaten the alliance of the two Emperors. Moreover, it is the Void. In a sense, the Void is Ah Jun's home ground."
As she said that, Sandora glanced at me and I immediately nodded. "It is safer for me to move around in the Void than in the real world. At least I am familiar with the environment there. Mm, I am quite familiar with it. An average person wouldn't be able to defeat me there."
"Bullsh * t, let's fight again?" Icetis immediately glared at me from the corner of her eyes. I instantly shivered. This female pervert's Black Tiger Steals Heart Thirteen Combo instantly reappeared in my mind. Then, I saw her taking out a shiny, rectangular object from her pocket and tossing it over. It felt heavy to the touch.
"This is my gift to you. You will need a suitable weapon to fight in the Void. Conventional weapons are ineffective."
Icetis said solemnly.
I took a look and realized that it was a thick and heavy book with a hard cover. Of course, there was no problem with the book, but the problem was with the cover. I really didn't know why there was an inch long spike on each of the eight corners of the book. There were also three rows of barbs on the back of the book. Could it be that they would stab their thighs when they got tired of reading? Would you believe me if I said that this thing would fly out horizontally for a hundred meters? If I were to take this to the train station, I wouldn't even be able to get out of the neighborhood. Would you believe me if I said that I would be sent to the police station by the police?
Of course, the premise was that the police could move.
I endured the veins on my forehead and threw this brick that could cause at least ten thousand damage per second and might cause bleeding into my portable space. I placed it together with the weird pillow that Icetis had given me. Then, I used the spiritual connection to contact Anveena at home and asked what Lin Xue was doing. The answer was that she was giving Little Bubble a bath because Little Bubble had secretly drunk some ink and got all over herself. I used my strong willpower to reject the spirit maid's good intention of transferring the image to me in real time. I turned to look at Sandora and said, "The prophet is playing with a child. He's so carefree."
"Looks like it's safe." Sandora let out a breath of relief. "I'll get someone to prepare a spaceship."
After a while, after everyone had left, Icetis secretly asked, "Do you usually use the prophet like this?"
"How else can I use it?" I shrugged. "Measuring earthquakes is definitely better than the earthquake bureau. Usually, when there's any operation, I will secretly get someone to see what she's doing. If there's nothing, I will start the operation. There has never been a problem."
"No wonder you always do such risky things without any problems." Icetis looked at me enviously. "It's dangerous to develop with a rash attitude when there's a thousand things waiting to be done. But you have a treasure. But to be honest, you've wasted it. "
"Huh?"
Icetis smiled mysteriously. "It's okay. It's useless for you to know now. It might even affect her development. Just leave it at that."
After a while, Icetis seemed to have thought of something. She glanced at Artemis, who was busy not far away, and said through a spiritual connection, "That girl doesn't seem to be the Shiring Apostles."
I thought for a while and told Icetis about Artemis. Avalon was actually a very special place. It was the capital of the Empire, one of the most important military and political cores in the world. But most of the owners and residents here weren't people of the Empire, such as the Atlantean Gods and Artemis. After listening to what I said, Icetis revealed a surprised expression. She suddenly understood. "No wonder I felt that girl was already dead. So she really is a spirit, just a world spirit … That means she's one with this world now?"
I nodded. Artemis and her classmates who had survived the destruction of the world had followed the reconstruction of the world, skipping the process of dying along with the end of the world and directly registering in the new world. This was equivalent to the last fragments of the old world directly becoming a part of the new world without going through the process of being melted down. It was also completely correct to say that they were ghosts.
"That's why you would hand such an important strategic weapon like the Garden of Departed World to an ordinary being who isn't an Apostle." Icetis touched her chin in understanding. "In her current state, she's equivalent to a part of Avalon. There's absolutely no possibility of her betrayal. Furthermore, she's more suitable than anyone else to control the things in this place. It's not easy for that old-fashioned researcher to hand over his painstaking efforts to an outsider."
Icetis shook her head as she finished speaking. I looked at her strangely and finally couldn't help but ask, "I say, why do I feel that you're a little weird? You don't usually care about such trifling matters, do you?"
That's right, the usual Icetis wouldn't care about what was going on with the Schilling military equipment that she found hard to understand. She also wouldn't care about what kind of people the commanders under me were. The only thing she cared about the most was how many snacks there were in the human world that she hadn't eaten yet and how to watch the Happy Camp in front of the television at night. This big sister who was usually sloppy and only knew how to lead her group of hoodlums to wander around was actually talking about so many serious matters in one go. This was too shocking.
Icetis looked into my eyes and suddenly laughed. Then, she shook her head, causing her silver-white hair to sway slightly. "Father was right. You're someone who never takes the initiative to worry. Just like him, all Void Creatures are probably lazy … However, there's no need to think so much about it. It's just that when I went home to meet my parents, I went to visit Father. He told me some things and mentioned you and the things that happened around you. Thus, even I became curious about you."
I slowly replied with an "Oh." I didn't feel too surprised. Father was a "person" that I had interacted with before. Although he had supreme authority, he was a very easygoing person who was like a big brother next door. He liked to chat with others, and it was said that other than that annoying Dragon God, Father was able to get familiar with anyone. He also watched Icetis grow up, so it was normal for the two of them to chat. However, I didn't expect that their common topic would be me.
"As a Void Creature that is known to only three people in the entire race, and one of them is a fellow that you might not meet even once in a billion years, Father has actually been paying attention to you ever since he found out about your existence. He's very curious about how you're different from him, and he has made many guesses about how you'll develop. He even told me that after he finds a few more of my kind, he'll start researching the unique characteristics of the 'Void Creature Race'. Yep, he said that his greatest wish is to find a few more Void Creatures and then understand whether all the Void Creatures can become a race. For this, he came up with a 500,000,000 year plan. Of course, if the situation calls for it, it can be a 500,000,000 year plan. Anyway, you're the same as him, and you won't die …"
I was speechless.
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