Sword of Dawn

Mirmina's somewhat lazy expression froze for a moment, although it was only for a short moment, this stiffness did not escape Amoen's eyes.

"It seems that you know it," Amon's eyes became more concentrated, "So what does this word mean?"

Mirmina glanced at Amoen with increasing embarrassment. After a longer silence, she finally couldn't help but look away: "It's your name."

"……my name?"

"Think about it for a while, from a security point of view, can Gawain Cecil allow us to use our real names to enter the neural network? Is there any mortal in the whole world who would dare to name himself a god under any circumstances?" Mill Mina explained with a serious face, "It is also a customary rule to give yourself a pseudonym in the neural network..."

"No, I didn't ask you that, I asked you... what's up with the name 'Speed ​​Buck'! I don't remember doing anything with it - maybe I don't understand the mechanics behind the technology, But at least I am sure that this weird phrase was definitely not set by Gao Wen or Kamel in advance!"

"...Well, I registered for you..."

Amon: "?"

Chapter 1136

Amon fixedly stared at Mirmina in front of him, but the latter quickly got rid of the embarrassment, and turned to look at it with an astonishingly calm look: "Otherwise? When you are there in a daze, I will Busy checking those devices, when will you be able to connect to the network without my help?"

"You're changing the subject!" Of course, Amorn would not be distracted by this level of interruption, he continued to stare at Mir Mina, "I just asked you what you mean by 'high-speed buck'—I can understand entering The network needs a new name, but one you should at least ask me for..."

"Believe me, Amon, this name is not strange in neural networks. In a place where everyone can make up a new name for themselves, only such unique titles can be considered to keep up with the times-you Haven't you always wanted to keep up with the new era opened by mortals?" Facing Amorn's dissatisfaction, Mirmina laughed instead, "And think about it carefully, this name is actually very suitable for your situation... "

Seeing that Amoen's expression didn't relax at all, she could only shake her head: "It can't be changed anyway."

"Can't it be changed?" Amoen was taken aback, and his brows quickly frowned, "Wait, what name did you give yourself?"

Mirmina crossed her arms quite proudly, and smiled reservedly: "The Witch of the Tower."

"...Immediately find a way to change my name!"

Mirmina spread her hands: "I've said it, this can't be changed... If you really can't do it, you can go back and discuss it with Gao Wen yourself, if you think such a trivial matter is worth such a big fanfare."

Amoen felt the corners of his mouth tremble, but he didn't know what to say for a while. After all, he was not a god who was good at words—especially after being sealed for 3000 years, facing Mirmina with a mind like An opponent who is flexible and has awakened human nature, he really has no way to take advantage of the slightest words.

And in the short second of his silence, Mirmina had already taken two steps forward, she smiled, and patted Amoen's shoulder lightly: "We have wasted too long in this place Time—put aside those insignificant things, old... Amorn, are you ready to see the incredible world created by mortals?"

Amoen nodded subconsciously, and the next second, he suddenly felt that the light and shadow in front of him began to be disordered, a huge amount of information came from the spiritual connection, and a set of false senses switched in the blink of an eye. He was just about to say something , I felt my eyes go dark—then, my vision became brighter.

There was a warm light on his face, a gentle wind blowing from afar, and vivid sounds and changing light and shadow filled his side. He raised his head and saw a lush green oak tree standing in front of him, surrounded by a forest of In the open square, there are beautiful columns surrounding the square, and well-trimmed shrubs are dotted between the columns. Farther away, he saw tall and beautiful houses row upon row, and neat and wide roads stretched out in his field of vision. Groups of pedestrians walk and stop between these roads and facilities, each of them feels as leisurely and peaceful as they really live here.

And in a farther place, he saw a huge beam of light rising into the sky, connecting the high sky and pyramid-like buildings, and there were some faint black shadows cruising in the sky, which seemed to be Patrol managers.

The wind is blowing, with a fresh scent of flowers and plants, Amoen subconsciously took a deep breath, and then blinked again - he felt a real feeling coming from his limbs, he took a step forward, and this step was a solid step. Step on flat ground.

"Why don't you speak? The impact was too great?" Mirmina's voice came from the side, and finally woke him up instantly. To the point where you want to cry?"

"No... I just didn't expect... I didn't expect it to be so real," Amoen said softly as if dreaming, "I remember that many, many years ago, I had imagined such a scene, but I never I don't think all this can be achieved, I stand here, surrounded by mortals who come and go, I stand among them, the whole world is running safely and smoothly... and the wind with the fragrance of flowers is blowing from afar..."

"I can't understand your sigh in the second half, because I don't have the same experience as you, but when it comes to the 'reality' of this world, I feel the same," Miermina said with a light smile, "This is A dream created by tens of thousands of human minds, and hundreds of thousands of 'shapers' carefully pruning all its details, filling any gaps in this dream, it will certainly be very real... In fact, The 'reality' we're generating here is even greater than that of mere mortals who come online, and you know why?"

Amon thought for a while, and vaguely realized something: "Because we were born in the depths of mortal thoughts..."

"Yes, we are here, as if we have come home," Mirmina said with a smile, "Isn't it amazing? We were born in the tide of thought, escaped from the tide of thought, and finally returned to the tide of thought through the machine, with a From the perspective of a safe bystander, looking at these forces that once twisted and imprisoned us—how beautiful it looks here, and it is completely different from those kingdoms of God that are glamorous on the surface but are gradually collapsing.”

Amoen settled down. He finally broke free from the touch of this bright and warm world. Hearing Mirmina's words, he subconsciously asked, "What should we do next? Where should we go?" ?”

"Should? There is nothing we should, we are free, Amorn—do what you want to do," Mirmina shook her head, "Take this place as a real resting place, and walk around , take a look at the scenery, or meet a few people, and talk about some ordinary topics. This dream city is the uppermost space of the neural network, and it is a free distribution center. Ordinary people can experience another life here. Certain urban facilities participate in the construction of this space, or go to certain entertainment areas to experience things that they usually cannot experience... These are all possible, and so can you.

"Don't worry that what you do here will accidentally destroy this exquisite world - it is far stronger than you imagined, and there is a powerful 'administrator' monitoring the operation of this space. Of course, I sincerely hope you don't really draw the attention of the administrator, who... is more difficult than you think."

Amoen listened carefully, and then suddenly realized: "You don't plan to act with me?"

"Me? I'm going to look further afield," Mirmina waved her hand. "I've been to this place once, but it was a hasty visit. I didn't have time to experience many things. And the far side of the city is very different from the last time I was here, presumably the builders here have extended its edges further... I'm going to have a look over there. As for you, feel free to get acquainted with this Let's go, we'll see you later in the 'garden'."

"Hey, wait a minute..." Amoen subconsciously shouted, but before he finished his words, he saw Mirmina's figure quickly fade in the air, and within a second, the other party completely disappeared. up.

"...It's really just walking away." Amoen sighed, but he knew that the other party had helped him a lot, so he could only shake his head helplessly, and walked along the square with the idea of ​​at least walking around The gravel road on the edge walked slowly forward.

A slightly immature female voice suddenly came from the side at this moment, making Amoen stop: "Mr.! Is this your first time entering this world?"

Amorn looked down at the direction of the sound in surprise, only to notice a little girl sitting on a bench beside the bushes, her appearance was as delicate and lovely as a doll, she looked about ten years old Five or six years old, with light brown long hair draped behind her shoulders, with a few delicate bows tied at the end of her long hair, she was sitting there, wearing a beautiful white dress, her legs dangling briskly under the long skirt Go, and at the same time she looked up to this side again, her eyes were as clear as water, reflecting the clear blue sky and Amon's own slightly confused face.

"It's...it's my first time here," Amon said a bit rusty. This was the first time he talked with "people" other than Mirmina after entering here. A sense of novelty lingered. Him, "You are?"

"You can call me Patty," the girl jumped off the bench, and she landed lightly, with a happy smile on her face, "I'm an old resident of 'this world', in its last version Here I am . . . but it wasn't what it was then. Ah, that's all, do you need help, old sir?"

Looking at this smiling girl, Amoen couldn't help showing a smile. This was the first time he had a conversation with a mortal in this way - it was different from him and Gawain Cecil or Kamel. , Belsetia any communication is completely different: "How do you know I need help?"

"My job here is to help travelers who are entering the City of Dreams for the first time. This square is one of the distribution points for newcomers in the city." Patty said with a smile, "You can see that you are using neural networks for the first time, because You didn't even hide your name—people don't usually run around town with their names on them, Mr. Highway Buck."

Amoen was taken aback, and quickly looked up, and suddenly saw a line of shimmering letters floating above his head, and the name of "High Speed ​​Buck" was shining there - so, he was carrying such a A name wandered in the square for a long time! ?

"It only takes one thought to hide it," the girl named Patty couldn't help but said with a smile, "but you don't have to be depressed, your name is very personal and recognizable, and it doesn't look so strange .In this city, there are more weird names than serious ones-I see a lot of people here every day saying 'ahhhhhh' or '1111111' ran away."

Speaking of which, Patty couldn't help but shook his head: "But then again, too many people randomly choose strange names when they enter this world because they are not familiar with the operation. There are more and more, and the computing center is discussing whether to open this function..."

"Be sure to open!" Amon immediately said with a serious face, and that serious expression even surprised Patty, "Please tell them, be sure to open!"

"This... I just heard... Well, I will ask my mother about this after I go back. She probably knows something..." Patty waved her hands a little at a loss, and then seemed to suddenly Thinking of my "job", I quickly pointed to the beautiful pillars on the edge of the square not far away and said, "By the way, old man, since this is your first time entering this world, you might as well start by paying attention to the information flowing in the neural network." Get this - notice those pillars? They are 'ports', and there are such ports all over the city, some are pillars, some are crystals floating in the streets. You can put your hand on it and you can see to what is happening in this city.

"Of course, you can also see the latest news left by the people who are active in this city, and see the topics that everyone is eagerly discussing—in reality, everyone may live in every corner of the entire empire, and they will never be able to mutual contact and understanding, but here, discussions across long distances connect everyone together, and a topic can spark discussions across the entire empire in an instant. If you are interested in them, you can enter the My Discussion Board' where..."

Patty Barbara said that she is obviously very familiar with everything about this "world", but in fact what she said is a bit exaggerated-the scale and application scope of neural networks are far from reaching "the entire empire" As well as the degree of "everyone can access", in the real world, only some large cities have realized the access of neural networks, and the number of immersion cabins and computing centers in almost all cities is seriously insufficient. The media familiar to the public first It was still newspapers and magazines, then Magic Web radio, and finally the neural network that was regarded as a "new thing in the big city"—but Amon was not aware of such details.

Even if he knew, he wouldn't care about it.

He just came to the pillar closest to him with anticipation and novelty, and after observing how the people next to him were operating, he carefully put his hand on the pillar.

A series of text interfaces emitting light blue light, auto-playing images, and scrolling newsletters instantly filled his field of vision.

Amorn stared at everything before him in astonishment. After being cut off from the mortal world for 3000 years, he once again felt the feeling of "touching the whole world"-he watched a living world revolve before his eyes , Countless things are happening, countless people are contacting and communicating in this invisible connection, tens of thousands of minds are participating in it, as if countless nerve nodes in a huge brain are communicating with each other, brewing with chaos Rising tide.

Institutions - Institutions that can be observed, touched, and controlled.

He only saw some interfaces here, and what he touched was only a part of the "displayable area" of this huge miracle, but at the moment of contact, his wisdom as a god realized the true meaning deep in these interfaces, and also Realized why Gawain Cecil had to pay such a high price to build such a network, and even introduced "dangerous factors" like himself and Mirmina into the network.

Chapter 1137 Unexpected communication between God and God

When Amorn realized it, he had already stood in front of the rapidly refreshing and changing interface full of vision for a long time—and in the process, the countless information was still flowing continuously, from Notable events in various regions kept slipping away before his eyes under the effect of the automatic refresh mechanism, until he realized that these rapidly refreshing things could actually be stopped by his own thought, or scroll through their historical records at will.

In the following period of time, he was immersed in the novelty of browsing the news and checking various public discussion boards.

Pompeii, located in the north of the Rock Fortress, is building a new rune factory. The reorganized families of the healers in the Solin area have welcomed their first baby this summer - a healthy baby. The direct railway to the Principality of the Holy Dragon has started , the mountains in the north have a magnificent snow scene, while the summer afternoon in the south has the waves of wheat.

On a "page" directly under the Imperial Government Office, Amorn saw a map that was being updated in real time, which was the entire territory of the Cecil Empire, showing the moment-to-moment weather changes in this vast land , wind, frost, rain and snow, cold and warm, the color gamut and icons representing temperature and weather changes fluctuated on the screen like life, and in the corner of the screen, he also saw a line of text:

The data is calculated and exported by the servo brain in real time. During the technical trial stage, the demonstration is for reference only.

Amon didn't know what a "servo brain" was, but in the ever-changing patterns, he actually felt an indescribable...life force, which was a "life force" that transcended the individual and transcended the moment , He thought for a long time before realizing that this vitality comes from every individual connected by this network, and even from the entire mortal civilization today—in the years that he can remember, mortal civilization has never been so It grows vigorously and beats violently like a powerful heart.

"Okay...that's great..."

The old God of Nature couldn't help admiring, with a smile on his face. In all fairness, what he saw at this moment was nothing to a former god: when he could still hear the prayers of believers, Countless elves and a small number of human believers have sent their minds and beliefs to the gods. By reading this information, Amorn can grasp the changes of the entire Silver Empire and even a part of the human kingdom at any time, especially those involving the natural field Although the things he can "see" at that time are different in form, the content is almost the same as the information flowing in the neural network.

But this is precisely the point in the whole thing that touched him the most, and even shocked him—he was able to do this before, it was due to the authority of God, but today mortals can do similar things, relying on mortals One's own wisdom, and who can use this "power" that once belonged to the gods now?

Anyone can - as long as you can afford the immersion chamber equipment, in today's Cecil, the cost of using such new equipment is dropping at an astonishing rate every day, and even in some areas, the government affairs department will specialize Allocate a large amount of funds to subsidize the people, so that these "infrastructure" can be popularized to the whole society at the fastest speed.

With these complicated thoughts in his heart, Amon's attention continued to wander among the constantly refreshing news. The feeling of connecting to the neural network was completely different from that of watching Magic Network programs. This wonderful sense of immersion and immediacy Let him never get tired of it, and at this moment, a new message that suddenly appeared caught his attention:

"The alliance fleet headed for Tarrond has set sail from the North Harbor of the Empire today. His Excellency Admiral Byron Kirk personally led the powerful magic flagship 'Bitter Winter' to carry out the escort mission—the fleet will carry the first A batch of aid materials and support teams went to the Dragon Kingdom, the head of the empire, His Majesty Gawain Cecil, and the Loren countries that provided assistance this time sent blessings to Tarrond, and may the flag of the alliance always shine on our allies..."

In the expanded entry below this message, a large amount of relevant information has entered Amorn's sight. Among the content that was obviously written by official experts and scholars of the empire, about half of the pages are introducing the public about Tarrond Basic common sense, introducing the "Giant Dragon", a race that was once regarded as a legend, but actually existed. Half of the remaining pages are about the formation of the alliance countries, and half are about the common sense of magic-guided mechanical ships and high-sea navigation. concept.

Obviously, the main purpose of these entries is to "sweep away ignorance". Scholars have tried their best to popularize some basic knowledge about the world to the public in easy-to-understand language-if it was placed in the old days, this level of knowledge would not be possible. No doubt it will be the exclusive privilege of "members of the upper classes".

But for Amorn, it was Tarrond itself that attracted his attention—he stared at the picture accompanying the news for a long time. It was obviously taken at the distant North Port Wharf. The proud steel ship is slowly leaving under the crowd's farewell. Farther away, you can see the entire fleet already on the sea. On the sea behind the fleet, the clear sky shines down, and it was once eternal The sea that had been hidden by the walls of the storm's clouds was now open.

As the former main god of the elves, Amorn did not understand what happened in Tarrond, but as a god, he sensed the existence of the dragon god from the ripples of the "deep sea" at the bottom of the world long ago , that huge, ancient, chaotic and distorted existence stood like a dazzling lighthouse in the dark deep sea.He was trapped in Tarrond, but the "ripples" he released covered the entire world and were felt by the gods of the entire world.

The gods cannot communicate directly, but through the resonance in the deep sea, the gods are enough to confirm the existence of each other, and in all of Amorn's memories, since the day he was born, the awe-inspiring radiance of the dragon god has been As self-existing as the natural order of this world, it cannot be ignored.

Now, the oldest flame is finally extinguished.

Amorn couldn't help being a little emotional. Although he had already known what happened in Tarrond and the fact that the oldest god had fallen when he was watching the live broadcast of the alliance meeting, he hadn't thought about it at that time. So much, until now, when he saw that the fleet to aid the dragon kingdom had set sail, he seemed to suddenly feel the changes in this world after the fall of the gods—and then thought of the ups and downs of the Silver Empire in the past 3000 years.

He paused in front of this news for a long time before he finally remembered something, and opened the comment area below the news with his thoughts, and a large number of dazzling comments came into his field of vision—even though the neural network was still in the early stage of development, this There are still surprisingly many comments under this piece of news, which shows that the fleet heading to the north has attracted the attention of countless people in the empire.Amorn glanced at those messages, and found that most of them were wishing the safety of the fleet, or wishing Tarrond to get out of the predicament as soon as possible, while many others were asking about the dragon and the northern continent. matter.

Almost no one pays attention to the fallen gods on that continent - for the mortals in the Loren continent, the gods of foreign lands and races may not deserve their attention, or they don't know the existence of the dragon god at all.

Amoen hesitated for a moment, thinking about whether what he was going to do next was considered a "taboo", but Mirmina's words before leaving surfaced in his mind, considering that everything he did should have someone While monitoring, he calmed down and fumbled to leave his own sentence at the bottom of the message:

"Guardian of Tarrond, please go all the way, you have tried your best, and you have done your best."

Seeing the words and sentences in his heart turned into words on the interface, Amoen felt a sense of novelty and couldn't help muttering, but he didn't mention the name of Dragon God in the message, nor did he have any religious beliefs. Sexual guidance implied that in this case... it shouldn't alarm the "very difficult" network manager in Mirmina's mouth, right?

He thought about it in his mind, and after a few seconds, he found that there was no white spider with eight legs or an old man with a lantern running out to trouble him, so he finally calmed down, and shook his head with a self-deprecating smile , he was about to exit the pile of interfaces in front of him and go to other areas of this dream city—he had spent too long in such a square.

But just when he was about to do this, a synthesized voice suddenly sounded in his mind, stopping him from leaving: "A user replied to your message just now, do you want to check it?"

Amoen was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously chose to view the content in his mind, so a new interface appeared in his "vision", which displayed a guestbook-like dialogue format, a person named "Tea Egg" of neural network users sent him a message as short as one word: "Thank you."

Amoen looked at this inexplicable message in surprise. He didn't know what to thank for his emotion, so he asked casually in doubt: "Why do you want to say thank you?"

At the same time, his attention also fell on the other party's peculiar name - what is a "tea egg"?It looked like a stilted phrase, some kind of food?Or some way of processing food?

The former God of Nature was perplexed, but at least he realized that there are indeed many people with weird names in this incredible neural network. If even a weird name like "tea egg" can be regarded as a name If so...then "high-speed buck" doesn't seem to be unacceptable?

Amoen loosened his brows a little, but found that the "tea egg" who sent the message didn't send any new content, and his questions fell into the sea without any response.

Probably already left... After all, not everyone has nothing to do like myself or Mirmina and can stay in the yard all day. Other users in the neural network are busy in the real world Busy.

Amorn felt that he had found the answer, and turned off the communication content in front of him with a little regret. When all the interfaces disappeared, the square with tall oak trees appeared in his vision again.

Mirmina still hasn't come back, and she probably doesn't plan to come back, and the girl named Patty has left the bench by the bush. Amon shakes his head when he sees this, turns away from the tall pillar, and looks for I walked slowly in a direction.

This huge city needs to be explored carefully. He does not intend to teleport around like Mirmina, which is disrespectful to the mortals who created the city-of course the main reason is that Mirmina did not Teach him how to use the teleportation function in Dream City...

……

In the depths of Cecil Palace, in the brightly lit incubation room, a set of special magic net equipment is running smoothly. It mainly includes a magic net terminal for indoor use, and a terminal with a diameter of less than one Mi's hemispherical device, at this moment, the words "neural network connection" are projected over the magic net terminal, and the runes on the surface of the hemispherical device are slowly pulsating like breathing. Deep in the two devices, the rune substrate And the light humming sound from the nerve connector is pleasant to the ear.

Not far from the two devices, on the pedestal in the center of the room, a pale golden dragon egg stands there quietly. There are runes on the surface of the dragon egg slowly moving, faintly producing magic power with the nerve connector next to it. levels of resonance.

This kind of resonance lasted for an unknown amount of time, and the continuous humming sound finally quieted down. The runes on the surface of the golden dome were disconnected from the nerve connector, and Betty, who was taking a nap at the side, also Just waking up, the maid rubbed her somewhat confused eyes: "Ah, Ms. Enya! Are you awake?"

"I didn't sleep again," Enya's voice came from the golden dome, "I was just browsing the contents of the neural network...this is really interesting."

As soon as she finished speaking, the door of the incubator was pushed open from the outside, and Gao Wen stepped in and said casually: "It's not enough for an immature neural network to get an 'interesting' comment from you." It’s an extremely high compliment, and those Node Bachelors and Magic Technicians who stay up all night and work overtime should feel happy.”

Betty immediately went forward, saluted Gao Wen with a happy smile, and then lowered her head: "Ah, you asked me to check on Ms. Enya's condition, I accidentally fell asleep..."

Gao Wen stroked Betty's hair casually, telling the girl to go back to rest, while Enya said with a smile, "You just came back from Solimbo?"

"I've been back for a while." Gao Wen said casually as he came to Enya.

"Where's the little elf queen?" Enya was a little curious, "Did you come back with you? Or did you just return to her elf kingdom?"

"She went back to make some important arrangements, but she will come back soon." Gao Wen said.

"That's right... It's not close to the Silver Empire from here. As the ruler of an empire, she has traveled across the continent twice in such a short period of time. It seems that what she has to do is really important."

"Yeah, she's going to draw the last curtain for the mythical age of elves..." Gawain said, suddenly curious, "Why do you suddenly want to pay attention to her? Have you become interested in elves?"

"No, I just saw a little bit of Heragor from her, even though it's just a little bit," Enya said softly, "They are all welcoming the end of the age of mythology, but they have different destinies...I hope They can all succeed."

Chapter 1138

Hearing Enya's soft exclamation, Gao Wen knew that what the dragon gods said was from the bottom of his heart, he smiled and nodded slightly: "I thank you for your wishes on behalf of Belsetia, But these things have nothing to do with you, let them go by themselves."

"That's right, after all I've 'retired'," a chuckle came from the Golden Dome, with a sense of relief, "It's hard to relax, it's better not to worry about so many things."

Gawain looked at the newly added furnishings in the room. His gaze swept over the magic net terminal and nerve connector that were in standby mode. He saw the faint glow still remaining on those rune substrates and crystal structures. There were subtle fluctuations of magic power coming from the depths of the device, which was the result of long-term operation, which made him unable to resist asking: "It seems that you like our neural network quite a bit?"

"The dragons once created an Omega network with a larger scale and more complex structure, but even Omega grew up from a crude embryo at first," Enya said softly, "Your neural network reminds me of Omega networks." The appearance at the beginning of its birth... young, primitive, not perfect, but it is growing rapidly every minute, as if it confirms the vitality of the entire civilization... Yes, I really like your neural network."

"If the dragons know that the gods they once feared actually have a hobby of 'surfing the Internet', they will be surprised," Gao Wen couldn't help laughing, "after all, this thing is a complete 'technical product'."

"As you already know, the instinct and nature of the gods are not consistent," Enya said, and the golden runes on the eggshell slowly swam again, "Even Heragor doesn't know, in fact, I've been wanting to try out their omega network for years, look at it like a normal dragon, write down what's on my mind, have a normal conversation with the kids... I've been thinking about it, but I can't .”

"Now you have this opportunity—although our neural network may not be as advanced as the Omega network in your eyes," Gao Wen said with a nod, "This network is growing very fast, and our next plan is to make it It is running on the entire continent of Loren, and if we successfully establish communication with the continent of Tarrond, its nodes will definitely be spread there-by then the dragon will also become its user, and you, I will have the opportunity to realize my long-cherished wish.”

There was a hint of joy in the voice from the golden dome: "I am very much looking forward to that day. If you need my help, you can speak up at any time."

Gao Wen smiled and nodded, pulled a chair from the side and sat down, then suddenly looked curiously at the golden giant egg in front of him: "Speaking of which, the first time you used our neural network, did you encounter Someone or something interesting?"

In fact, he didn't need to ask Enya face-to-face like this—the monitoring team at the computing center has been paying attention to the data flow of the three "special users" in the neural network. Over there, he asked what the three retired gods were doing when they went online, but he felt that it would be less fun, and it would be more interesting to talk face-to-face.

If he is free, he would like to ask Amoen and Mirmina about their online experience later.

"I spent most of my time just wandering in that dream city, and I also stopped by the monitor hill outside the city to visit the little spider girl who was resting, and I didn't meet too many people," Enya recalled, no He said unhurriedly, "That little girl is very interesting. When she learned that my body in the real world is an egg, she seemed to be very concerned about how I should run. She also has a magical set of legs. The theory of judging running speed by quantity...Unfortunately, I couldn't understand this theory in the end.