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Chapter 923

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Belavilla suddenly mentioned that she wanted to take a look at the structure map of the ruined world. Of course, that wasn't a problem. Soon, Sandora found the last 'panoramic view' that the spaceship probe had scanned before we left the ruined world. This panoramic view wasn't as simple as a visible image. It was actually an extremely complex mathematical model that described all the key macroscopic information of the entire world. To understand and read this mathematical model, one needed incredible data processing ability and the Shiring Apostles' unique 'data reading and writing method of thinking'. In any case, I couldn't understand this' world snapshot '. I only heard that through this mathematical model, the reader could even recreate the entire world out of thin air. Of course, this was only limited to the macroscopic level. The details of the world required almost endless data to describe, and it was obviously meaningless to do so for a ruined world since we didn't leave such accurate records.

However, just a snapshot was enough to describe the basic structure of the ruined world. Belavilla was silent for more than a minute as she slowly analyzed the mathematical model. When she finally understood the structure of the entire world, she couldn't help but let out a sigh of admiration.

"That child... is crazy, but he is also a crazy genius."

Seeing that we all looked confused, Belavilla didn't keep us in suspense this time and began to explain. "Perhaps it is inconceivable, but Visca used a very ingenious method to turn that planet-sized space into a shield amplifier. The scale of the shield is so large that it can be measured in light years. Look at this. Near the world barrier and the inner stable zone, there is a thick layer of psionic storms, right? It is called a storm ocean, but in fact, it is a layer of energy system used to support the shield. The three ruined planets are located on three power amplifier nodes, and the 'Holy Vault' that contains the ruins of the Deep Submersible Spaceship is located in the middle of the three power amplifier nodes. This system forms a shield transfer system. The Holy Vault system that Visca left behind connects the shield generator of the wreckage to the three ruined planets and continuously releases the unique shield frequency of the Deep Submersible Spaceship. This frequency will then resonate with the psionic storms at the periphery. If I'm not wrong, this layer of psionic storms actually has a pattern. It amplifies the received shield frequency and releases it evenly to the outside world. Just like that, it supports an artificial world barrier that hasn't been extinguished for 700,000 years... "

"It seems like spending a lot of money is a tradition among the Shiring Apostles."

The shield generator described by Belavilla in light years – Well, it may not be accurate, but I really don't know how to describe the Super System other than the shield generator – I feel nothing but horror. Although its scale may not be comparable to the Celestial System Fleet, Visca was still able to use the remaining wreckage to build such a huge barrier to protect the last fragment of the world for 700,000 years after its fiasco. This can only be described as monstrous.

"Like I said, Visca is crazy, but she's not stupid," Sandora said with a smile. "And don't forget, Visca betrayed the Empire alone. How many things can she bring? Building an army from scratch, who knows how many roles she has to play … It seems that we have underestimated that girl. But now, it seems that she is really at ease to be a well-behaved little sister. She doesn't have to care about anything, just let you raise her like a rice worm. "

I shrugged. "I would rather Visca be a rice worm, and so is Pandora. The two of them should cause as little trouble as possible. And I don't want Visca to go through that kind of life again. "

"It is with the help of the World Barrier that Visca successfully hid the Holy Vault," Belavilla said, drawing our attention again. "The shield of the Abyss Submersible Ship is very special. In order to ensure that the ship can survive in the Abyss and have enough time to collect data, the shield is extremely inert. It will not release any information on its own to prevent it from attracting too much corrosion in the Abyss. This way, unless you know the exact coordinates of the world ruins, you won't be able to find its location … The void is endless, and it is impossible to find a specific grain of sand in an infinite amount of sand without knowing the coordinates. Also, after the end of the world, the location of the fragments in the void will change. Even if Ockham used the coordinates of the attack back then to look for it, he wouldn't be able to find the coordinates of the world ruins. You were able to find that space because of the Protoss's help. They not only rely on coordinates to locate the world, but also various' information nodes'. For example, the life they created is a kind of information node that can be used to determine coordinates. "

"Then, when we entered the world ruins, it would be equivalent to breaking the camouflage, right?"

Sandora thought quickly. She now understood why the Fallen Apostle would suddenly locate the location of the Imperial Army and the wreckage of the Abyss Submersible Ship.

"That should be the case." Belavilla pointed between her eyebrows with her index finger, thinking as she said, "We can't see the actual object, so we can't determine how powerful the amplification system set up by Visca is. However, the moment you forcibly penetrated the world barrier from the outside, you must have interfered with its normal operation. Even if it was just a small hole, it would have been enough to leak the information in the world. Although the Fallen Apostle couldn't determine the coordinates of the world ruins, he had the information left behind by Ockham when he was alive. They would have at least continuously scanned the corresponding void frequency. That was why you were ambushed by them … I speculate that the enemy should have waited a few more days, waiting for you to prepare to return before intercepting the Imperial Army's fleet. That way, the success rate of the operation would be higher. However, Visca's return might have caused a large commotion among the remaining starships' AIs on the planet ruins. The Holy Vault opened ahead of schedule, so the enemy had no choice but to take action ahead of schedule. This gave you an opportunity. "

"Visca's return caused the Holy Vault to open ahead of schedule?" Sandora's eyes lit up, and she exchanged glances with me. Could this be the reason why all the disasters erupted immediately after we arrived in the world ruins?

I still remembered what had happened in the world ruins back then. The abnormal disasters happened one after another. The extinction of the stellar fusion reactor, the cold air storms, the strong earthquakes, the sluice gates under the large cities suddenly lowered ahead of schedule, and even the inexplicable disintegration of the entire planet. Although some of the disasters had already happened in the world ruins before we arrived, it was clear that they had suddenly erupted to their greatest extent after we arrived. This couldn't be explained as a mere coincidence. We should have suspected this back then, but the sudden attack by the Fallen Apostle had left everyone with no time to care about it. Furthermore, after returning from the world ruins, we had to deal with all sorts of complicated matters that had diverted our attention. In the end, it wasn't until Belavilla mentioned this matter that Sandora and I suddenly realized that Visca's return might have unconsciously activated the Holy Vault!

That lass had really played an incredible role. The fate of the world ruins had started with her, and it would also end with her.

"If that's the case, then perhaps the other matter can be explained." Sandora suddenly thought of another matter. "Do you still remember that the Imperial Army's reinforcements were blocked outside the world barrier?"

Sandora's words made me realize something. I finally remembered this crucial situation. "Because the world barrier was formed after the Abyssal Battleship's protective shield was enlarged by an equal amount, the Fallen Apostle had a way to change it from the outside?"

"It's highly possible," Belavilla replied to me. "If Ockham had really left behind a way to control the protective shield from the outside when he designed the battleship, then this technology must have fallen into the hands of the Fallen Apostle."

Sandora shrugged. "It seems that this mystery can only be solved by Tawil."

"Alright, that's all I know. Also, I'm almost full." Belavilla saw that Sandora and I were both thinking, so she clapped her hands to get our attention. She used instant teleportation to retrieve the plates that had fallen from the table. She patted her stomach and stood up. "It's about time for that lass to come out. It's very tiring to maintain this personality for a long time. Do you have any other questions? "

"Not at the moment," I shook my head. "Thank you for the blueprint. Now, the rest should be handed over to Tawil. She should be very happy. We should also head back. You and Sylvia should need some rest after waking up, right?"

Belavilla's awakening required Sylvia's own spiritual power to support it. This process would be completed automatically, and the latter wouldn't be able to control it. Furthermore, it would consume a considerable amount of spiritual power for both of them. Hence, Sandora and I stood up to leave. Belavilla didn't stand on ceremony and just waved her hand. Sandora took this opportunity to sweep up the last few plates of desserts on the table. She threw the desserts into her mouth so quickly that afterimages could be seen. Belavilla silently watched the foodie who was also a Queen like herself eat at such a miraculous speed. Suddenly, she said to me, "This is the first time I've seen someone eat at a speed that is measured in Hz …"

I was just about to stand up when she almost made me fall to the ground with her words. This big sister is indeed the model of a venomous tongue. Eighty percent of the personalities of those weird crows that give people headaches probably came from her, right?

Sandora glared at Belavilla and wanted to argue with her. Unfortunately, her outburst at the last few seconds caused her to choke. When she finally managed to swallow the food in her mouth, Belavilla had already closed her eyes and her aura had changed.

"Ah — — You guys finished eating?"

Sylvia's slow voice rang out.

Her soft voice instantly caused Sandora's imposing manner to falter. Her Majesty the Queen could only dejectedly sit back on her chair and continue to use 50Hz to finish the rest of the cake …

By the time we left Sylvia's shop, it wasn't even noon yet. Based on the law of conservation of matter, I felt that Sandora wouldn't complain about being hungry for the time being. Thus, the two of us continued to stroll around. At the same time, I sent the blueprint that I obtained from Belavilla to Tawil. As expected, that crazy bespectacled female scientist was having a headache over how to safely relieve the pressure on the wreckage. Our blueprint made her overjoyed. Even the calm scientist couldn't help but exclaim in surprise through the mental connection.

I felt that it was best to remind Tawil, who might have been overwhelmed by the 'hot-bloodedness of a scientist'. Thus, as we walked on the business street, I explained the historical secrets of the research ship to Tawil, especially the problem of the blueprint.

"Don't be too happy yet." I poured cold water on the ecstatic Tawil. "I did give you the blueprint, but I'm afraid it's not complete. I heard from Belavilla that Ockham only has half of the blueprint. That is to say, only half of the blueprint is relatively complete. The other half is just a structural diagram."

Tawil was silent for a moment, probably because he was comparing the information. Then, he replied in a relaxed tone, "Yes, Your Majesty. Only half of the blueprint has been fully analyzed. The remaining part is just a framework diagram. However, it won't affect us much. I'm confident that I can use this half of the blueprint to safely relieve the pressure on the wreckage's energy network. It happens to be the half of the wreckage's experiment cabin. If we're lucky enough, maybe we can try to safely dismantle the other part of the wreckage. Generally speaking, the control valves of this kind of energy network are symmetrical. Moreover, we already have the wreckage's physical body in our hands … We just need to spend some effort to scan it a few times and compare it with the blueprint.

Do you understand? "" That's for the best, "Sandora said happily." However, this project is very special. Remember, you can't take any risks. I want all the wreckage to be preserved 100% safely, even if it takes twice the time. Do you understand? "

Although Tawil was known as a mad scientist, she wasn't a mad scientist. She understood the importance of this matter. Thus, she didn't dare to neglect Sandora's special instructions. She promised to use the safest method to analyze the blueprint and dismantle the wreckage. After that, we ended the communication.

"Now, we finally have a major advantage over the Fallen Apostle." Sandora slowly walked next to me and slowly twirled her long blonde hair. "The wreckage of the submersible ship is in the hands of the Imperial Army and not in their hands. Perhaps, not only did we thwart their attack, we also indirectly thwarted their follow-up plans … As long as we uncover the secret of the submersible ship earlier than them, we will be ahead of them in a certain field."

"Could it be that …" I looked at Sandora in disbelief. "You intend to rebuild that thing like Ockham?"

"Why not?" Sandora tilted her head and looked at me with a mischievous smile. "Since it has fallen into the hands of the Imperial Army, could it be that you will just look at the wreckage and blueprint as a mere technological specimen?"

"But the function of this thing is too dangerous." I knew that Sandora was right, but I was still filled with doubts. "Going deep into the Abyss Gate was one of the crazy plans of the Old Empire. I feel that it's better to stay away from such a thing."

"We don't necessarily have to take the same path as them." Sandora didn't look like she was joking. "In fact, studying the interior of the Abyss is a normal exploration that the Old Empire has been doing for a long time. Even the Protoss has helped in this field, so this research isn't crazy. It's just that the Abyss Deep Submersible Ship that Ockham created is too advanced. Also, you are overthinking it. I only want to rebuild the starship, and I don't necessarily want to drive it into the Abyss Gate immediately. After the lesson of the Old Empire, I won't make the same rash mistake. This starship is more to let us understand the interior of the Abyss Gate from the side … After all, Ockham and his collaborators definitely had a deep understanding of the Abyss Gate when they built this ship. Every one of their designs is a valuable source of information for us. The Fallen Apostle has already started to replicate this thing. Even if we don't take the same action as them, we should at least know their general goal, right? "

"That's good." I heaved a sigh of relief. To be honest, when Sandora said that she wanted to rebuild that thing, my first reaction was that she was planning to restart those crazy research projects in the Old Empire. That was why I was nervous. However, it seemed that I was still too sensitive. Sandora wasn't the kind of person who would make rash decisions easily. She would make decisions that seemed dangerous, but she would never really let an overly dangerous thing come into contact with her Empire. She knew when to stop.

We chatted as we walked. Unknowingly, the two of us had already reached the end of the business street. Although there weren't many people on the street before, it had become even more deserted. I looked up and realized why the surroundings had suddenly become quiet. The sign in front of us said: No noise is allowed in the teaching area. Those who violate the rule of honking will have their vehicles confiscated and will be punished to do Osaka's homework for a month. — — Wild Osaka Protection Association.

We had arrived at a university town.

The main gate of the Empire Central Military Academy stood not too far in front of me. It was as grand as a heavenly janitor's office. From afar, I could see the holographic sculptures of the academy's honorary chairman Shallow Shallow, honorary chairman Chen so-and-so, and honorary head of the academic department Liliana. They were installed on a floating, all-weather projector platform, standing in front of the school's entrance. This annoying thing was created by the Osaka Handicraft Society a few months ago. It was said that they wanted to create an external holographic projection that could be installed on low-altitude cruising airships. It would be used to project the image of the commander-in-chief on the battlefield to boost morale and break the enemy's will. However, they later discovered that this idealized object could only be used as a large searchlight, and its effect couldn't even compare to the new version of Princess Pearl being played in front of two armies. Thus, the plan was halted, and the three prototypes were conveniently turned into artworks and placed in front of the school's entrance. I felt sad that my own sculptures had been placed on the streets in such a silly manner.

What was even more depressing was that on the second day after the sculptures were installed, they all collapsed due to a malfunction in the suspension system. This led to an academic discussion: Currently, there are three sculptures: Big Brother Emperor, Big Sister Shallow Shallow, and Liliana. What kind of triangle would they form if they were to lie down together? A: Acute Triangle, B: Right Triangle, C: Chopping Wood Triangle.

The facts proved that any school would have one or two students who were like clowns. They were all naughty kids, and up until now, no one knew which kid came up with this math problem. Hopefully, it wasn't those cute and obedient little sisters of Osaka …

But this was probably just self-consolation. After all, everyone knew that in the military academy, only the little sisters of Osaka would call Emperor Schilling 'Big Brother Emperor' …

"Why did I suddenly feel a chill just now?" Just as I was wondering if I should use my authority as a 'big brother' to make the mischievous Misaka remove the three holographic statues at the entrance, Shadora suddenly poked my arm and said softly, "Don't worry, I'll be fine.

Almost as soon as she said that, I suddenly saw a small black and white figure from the corner of my eye, skipping out of the school's entrance. Focusing my eyes, that 60cm mini height, silver-white long hair that reached her hips, a big cute head, and big, cunning eyes that were completely different from the original style. More importantly, that signature black goth loli dress and a three-headed body … So it was a Q Mercury Lamp!

Originally, the military academy was the base of the Mercury Lamp's cute army. Most of the three-headed Mercury Lamp lived here, and they also took on jobs like school workers and guides. Thus, seeing a three-headed Mercury Lamp running around on the street wasn't anything unexpected. But just now, Sandora suddenly felt a chill, and the roll of paper in the Q Mercury Lamp's hand made me involuntarily pay attention to it. I waved my hand from afar, wanting to call the other party over, but I didn't expect that the three-headed baby to look in my direction and instantly let out a cry of surprise. She turned around and pulled out a light skateboard, intending to run away!

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