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Chapter 986

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The naughty brats who were playing Battlefield 1943 at home were all chased upstairs for an afternoon nap by my elder sister, including the unsatisfied XL34, the XL28 who was used to singing, and a bunch of other weird, super-evolved, mass-produced mainframes. I was thankful that there were enough rooms at home — — I mean, I was thankful that Pandora had prepared enough space expansion devices at home, even though her original goal was to use them as a garage to invade Earth.

Icetis was lying on the table writing a self-reflection. The core idea of the self-reflection was to deeply understand how serious a mistake it was to encourage underage girls to use dangerous toys, including anti-tank cannons, in someone else's home. It was hard to imagine that such a domineering elder sister would have a time when she was writing a self-reflection. However, when I remembered that the one overseeing her work was Father, it was actually understandable. Due to this female hoodlum's encouragement and the "Goddess' Blessing" as a backing, the Rosette Girls group, the mass-produced mainframe, and the Calamity group, which included Shallow Shallow and Liliana, fought in a chaotic three-way battle. In twenty-five minutes, nearly half a ton of ammunition was fired. Not only was the floor of the house covered in a layer of shell casings, even when Lin Xue was wearing her shoes, a large amount of steel balls spilled out. Anveena was sitting on top of the cabinet, cleaning up the flattened Dumdum bullets from her crow's nest. The scene in the living room was spectacular. It was probably impossible to find such a high density of ammunition in post-war Leningrad. Icetis only used the Goddess' Blessing to deal with the damage of the ammunition, but she didn't think about cleaning up the house. What was even more infuriating was that in order to "mark out the little players who were eliminated", she removed the cleansing spell on the group of dolls, causing my elder sister and I to have to spend fifteen minutes to wash the faces, hands, and clothes of those little brats who would cause a ruckus at the sight of water! As God's witness, you don't know how difficult it was to wash Jade Star's face. She was much more troublesome than Mercury Lamp. Pressing her under the faucet was as serious as killing her. Of course, Little Bubble also gave her sister a lot of trouble. She ate half of the soap when she wasn't paying attention.

What was even more infuriating was that even though there was clearly a rule to be eliminated after being shot, not a single one of these little girls followed the rules and retreated from combat. Mercury Lamp's entire body had been turned into a charcoal ball by the RPG, yet she was still valiantly fighting. She insisted that the color of her clothes was her original color … Er, by the way, was I infected by that idiot Icetis? Why would I care about this!

Shallow Shallow was also a direct participant in the ruckus caused by the brats. In fact, she was even the leader of one of the groups. Liliana and Shallow Shallow formed the third group in this chaotic three-way battle, codenamed Catastrophe. Shallow Shallow was the captain and political commissar, while Liliana was the vice-captain and was in charge of everything else. However, Shallow Shallow didn't need to write a self-reflection. It wasn't because she was biased towards her wife, but because even if she wrote a self-reflection, no one would dare to read it: They were afraid that it would affect their intelligence.

After the living room was mostly cleaned up by the super maid Anveena and the super maid apprentice Poison Island Chestnut, Sandora and I sat down with the few remaining capable fellows in the house to study Tawil's research report.

This research report was about a piece of wreckage. It was the wreckage that was fished out from Father God's basement. She found a data recording device similar to a black box in the wreckage, and there was something very interesting in this device.

"In the beginning, no one realized that this thing was storing data until we found some markings in the core database of the deep submersible ship — the one that Ah Jun spat out the last time. These markings indicated that any independent equipment that was launched from the deep submersible ship would have a set of emergency recording devices. These recording devices were used to store the final research data in the event that the deep submersible ship was unable to return to the main material plane. The frontline scientists of the Empire would indeed make such preparations. More than half of their projects were hidden in danger of not being able to return, so they were used to backing up all their research data as if they were writing a will," Sandora explained to me how the black box was discovered. "I just didn't expect them to go so far as to leave a recording device on the coordinate indicator that was thrown out."

"According to the information left behind by the recording device, after the deep submersible ship left, it followed the last remote command to continue moving into the depths of the Abyss. This beacon has an extremely powerful defense. It used to have a shell made entirely of star gold and three layers of shields. This was because if the deep submersible ship were to crash, these beacons would bear the responsibility of sending back the final information. Therefore, their defense is actually stronger than the mothership as a whole. This is not surprising since the 'black box' created by the Earthlings is usually the strongest part of the vehicle. Surprisingly, this coordinate indicator device was quite lucky. It did not encounter an attack from the Abyss that exceeded the design threshold. Its camouflage system continued to operate for tens of thousands of years before it was shut down due to exhaustion of energy. This camouflage system provides an information mark similar to the Abyss's reaction, so the camouflaged unit would be less vulnerable to Abyss attacks. This is one of the abnormal technologies created by Project X at the end of the Empire, and it was used on some of the components of the deep submersible ship. Take a look at its log. When this camouflage system was shut down, the Empire had already been asleep for tens of thousands of years. "

I was very surprised. "This means that it was still operating normally after the Empire was asleep. Because the Abyss blocked all external communications, it did not collapse from the inside due to the network pollution. Instead, the environment of the Abyss protected the only surviving creation of the Empire?!"

"Black humor." God Father used a very Earth-style term to describe this matter.

Sandora continued to point out the key parts of the log for us to see. "According to the records here, until all the equipment in the wreckage was forced to shut down, the beacon had already entered an unbelievable place. According to the calculations of the mini mainframe, it was already far away from any Abyss Gate. All the radar frequencies only sent back the aura of the Abyss, and there was no trace of the main material universe. That was the core of the Abyss. This small lighthouse actually managed to drift all the way to the core of the Abyss. Tawil calculated that the probability of this happening was less than one in a hundred thousand, and yet it did it. After the camouflage system was shut down, the beacon began to suffer serious corrosion. The three layers of shields extinguished one by one, and then the outer shell of the star gold rock was completely corroded. The remaining structure became what we see now, and then … Yes, Ah Jun, this is what you just saw described in the most important part of the index: After all the defense systems were corroded, this wreckage should have died, but the complete opposite happened! "

At this point, Sandora took a deep breath and said, "The Abyss has calmed down!"

"But the calmness did not disappear." God Father could roughly understand the report. He tapped on a string of data on the holographic projection. "Your text indicates that at the current point in time/space, the concentration of the Abyss is positive infinity."

"Unbelievable." Sandora nodded. "The core of the Abyss is just as we imagined. It has an infinite concentration of pollution. But unlike what we imagined, all the Abyss here is in a dormant state. There are no chaotic destructive storms, no hostility, no corrosion. The Abyss is flowing peacefully and does not attack any target, including the beacon that trespassed into their home."

"That's a distance that even the Gods have not been able to reach," God Father sighed. "Even our deepest expedition did not reach that place. The core of the Abyss is actually not hostile. This is really unbelievable. "

"What's even more unbelievable is here." Sandora glanced at me as if to let me prepare myself. Then, she opened another report. "This is its communication record. Ah Jun, you should remember that before the Deep Submersible Ship left the Abyss, it sent a wide-area message. This message sounded like a request for communication. At that time, you and I guessed that this message might have been sent by the Deep Submersible Ship to verify the theory that all the Gates of the Abyss were connected. It sent this message in the Abyss, hoping that the monitoring station at the exit of the other Gates of the Abyss could pick up the message. However, the log on the Deep Submersible Ship mentioned that because it did not dive far enough, the message should have been lost in the Abyss.

"In fact, that is not the case. Their message survived tenaciously. Although it is very weak, it should have traveled further than this floating lighthouse. The lighthouse's black box recorded a communication that lasted for a few seconds, indicating that it tracked the call that is still echoing and replaying …"

My sister said in surprise, "Tracked? That message was sent tens of thousands of years ago, and at that distance, the message itself should have weakened to the point that it is completely unrecognizable. "

"The problem is that this message is no longer the original version." Sandora sighed. "This is Tawil's guess. This message is not the original version that was sent back then. It was picked up by something, then amplified, and then broadcast in the Abyss for tens of thousands of years."

In an instant, the living room was silent. Everyone was digesting this huge amount of information, including Godfather.

As if she felt that we were not completely shocked enough, Sandora only paused for a few seconds before continuing. "The beacon was severely damaged at this time, but it could still operate. Before the radar system stopped, it did one last thing: randomly chose the 'direction' of a Prime Material Plane and broadcast this message at maximum intensity.

"According to the log and the Abyss layer count on the beacon, this transmission happened between fifteen to seventeen years ago. The Prime Material Plane it chose vaguely pointed to the current territory of the New Empire. What happened after that is known to everyone. It came out of Godfather's house for some unknown reason. "

"In summary, Ah Jun, do you remember something?" Sandora said as she looked at us.

I slowly placed my hand on my forehead, as if that could suppress my surging thoughts. "At the 'Traveler's Wall' in the Temple of the Goddess of Life, I went back to the past. Fifteen or sixteen years ago, I, Shallow Shallow, and my sister encountered a sky black curtain that was mistakenly called a solar eclipse. At that time, we heard a voice … Holy sh * t, some things really have no integrity when it starts to be dramatic."

"At that time, what Ah Jun heard was not a message sent by the Deep Submersible Ship. Instead, it was received by something at the bottom of the Abyss, amplified and translated." Sandora turned off the holographic projection. "Godfather, you have been in contact with the Abyss for the longest time. What do you think of its structure?"

"The Abyss cannot be viewed as energy or matter," Godfather said slowly. "All this while, I have always believed that it should be viewed as a phenomenon and a concept. But at the same time, the Abyss is measurable. According to the process of the Abyss' creation, when a world is born, another Abyss will be born, and the two correspond. But perhaps in this process, I have only paid attention to its' phenomenon 'level, and there is a mysterious world behind it that we have never explored before … Now, it is unclear whether the feedback of this information is a sentient being, or just a natural phenomenon produced by a certain structure at the' bottom 'of the Abyss — I mean, like the Echo Wall."

"First of all, we have to confirm a new fact: the Abyss has a bottom, or rather, an end. On the other side of this end, there may be one or more sentient beings, and there may also be a 'structure' that can be described as Order information. After all, without such a structure, it is impossible to process a piece of information in such a complicated manner and broadcast it for tens of thousands of years."

I looked at Sandora and Godfather, who had a serious expression on their faces, and suddenly made a decision.

"Tawil, how much of the database of the Deep Submersible Ship has been repaired?"

"Eighty percent, Your Majesty." No matter when, Tawil always had at least one holographic projection in working mode, so she immediately responded. "The logs have all been deciphered, and the technical parameters of the Deep Submersible Ship have been deciphered at ninety percent. The progress of deciphering the research results and technical documents is relatively slow, and the number is too large."

"That can be put aside for now. Do you have a way to restore the Deep Submersible Ship?"

Tawil was silent for a moment. This time, the domineering and confident Ariel used a hesitant tone. "Your Majesty, it is theoretically possible, but there are some sensitive and dangerous projects …"

I didn't rush her, but waited for Tawil to explain.

"If your request is to completely replicate a Deep Submersible Ship, I'm afraid we will have to use the black technology in the Crimson Moon Cube," Tawil said in one breath. "The Abyss Camouflage Technology, Void Overlay Shield, Self-consistent Mathematical Law Protection Net, and a new Dimensional Difference Database. The core of the existing Dimensional Difference Database is bound to a frequency, so it is impossible to write new data. The apostle who can unlock this frequency lock has been dead for tens of thousands of years, so we can only create a new one. Due to the contradictory nature of the Dimensional Difference Database in the mathematical system, it means that we have to destroy the one on hand in order to create a space for the new database. This is also the black technology in the Crimson Moon Cube. In addition, the blueprint of the Deep Submersible Ship in our hands is still ten percent blank, and we need to reverse engineer it to fill in the blanks. It will take time. We have enough manpower, but we don't have enough mainframes that can handle such a large amount of data. "

I glanced at Sandora. She had been listening in the channel between me and Tawil. After the communication was temporarily suspended, she rubbed her eyebrows and whispered, "As expected, it has come to this. The Crimson Moon Cube. I really don't want to come into contact with that kind of thing … Ah Jun, are you really going to take the same path as them?"

"Maybe they are on the right path, but they are in too much of a hurry," Father God suddenly interrupted. "You are a creative race, and you can always find clues more keenly than us, but you are also too reckless. Every plan will be completed by hook or by crook. I have reminded you before … Well, it is meaningless to talk about this now. I just think that maybe your compatriots really discovered the secret of the Void back then. Maybe it was … Wait, maybe it was the Void Cataclysm. That was why they launched those rash plans to study the Void. That Deep Submersible Ship might not be as simple as studying the Abyss. Unfortunately, they left in too much of a hurry and stubbornly refused to listen to our suggestions. Now, we might as well try to do what they did back then. I believe that you will not make the same mistake this time. After all, you now have a Void creature as your leader. Chen's laziness will be a good way to reconcile the rash spirit of your entire race. "

Me: "… … You can just say I'm an ABS."

Father God nodded slightly. "What is an ABS?"

Sandora's eyes suddenly lit up after Father God finished speaking. She thought of something else. "You mean, someone might have noticed the Void Cataclysm at the end of the Old Empire?"

"It's just a guess. After gradually connecting many things together, perhaps this is the only reason that can explain why you suddenly launched so many rash and dangerous plans. Furthermore, these plans were all used to research and create the Void. This battleship that you call a submersible is the same. Even though it is used to explore the Abyss, the Abyss is also the most important phenomenon in the Void. It can almost be said that the essence of the Abyss is the truth of the Void. If there is a secret hidden at the bottom of the Abyss, then this secret is most likely covered up by the Void."

"It's a pity that I don't know anything." Sandora shrugged in self-mockery. "I was the only one who was still out on an expedition at the end of the Old Empire. That time, I went too far and even reached the edge of the Information Network. After three thousand years of expedition, everything was turned upside down. "

I placed my hand on Sandora's shoulder and pressed down slightly. Even though I wanted to say that this was a fortunate thing, as at least she had escaped from the catastrophic Abyss Storm and was only in a weakened state, I couldn't bring myself to say such words. Really, if I were to say it out foolishly, it would serve me right if she dipped me in chili sauce and ate me raw …

"Say, if there really was such an important discovery, why didn't they tell the Protoss? Best friends for life … Cough, cough, right?" I didn't know when, but Bryndis had already recovered to full health. He stuffed the three thousand word report into my hands and crossed his legs as he sat on the sofa. "Chen, check it out and give me a good review."

"Sense of honor? Race pride? Or is it just pure overconfidence? "Sandora smiled bitterly as she shook her head." At the end of the Old Empire, these things were expanding everywhere. Too many unnecessary negative tendencies were spreading among all the leaders. Although my knowledge of Plan X is limited, I am certain of what is going on. We are confident that we can solve all the problems. At the very least, we won't shed tears until we see the coffin. Furthermore, to a standard Shiring Apostles, protecting their own race is their own business. Think about it. Just because we are afraid of death, we pitifully asked for help from our allies. In fact, in order to avoid the Void Cataclysm, we asked God Father (the only Void Creature that the Old Empire could come into contact with back then) to 'authorize' all of our territories? Even if we have a good relationship with the Protoss, we probably can't accept this from an emotional standpoint. "

Icetis pouted. "It's just a matter of pride."

"Race pride isn't as simple as pride." God Father smiled warmly. "The real Shiring Apostles and the real Protoss will do the same thing. Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. These are all just our guesses. Who knows what exactly happened in the Old Empire? Why did they discover the Void Cataclysm but not tell anyone? Even if they really discovered the Void Cataclysm, we can't be sure. Right now, the most important problem isn't to guess history. Instead, we should think about what exactly is in the Chaos Abyss. "

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