Amoen stared at Milmina in front of him, but the latter quickly got rid of the embarrassment and looked over with an amazing calm look: "Otherwise? When you were in a daze there, I was busy checking the devices. Without my help, when would you be able to connect to the network?"

"You are changing the subject!" Of course Amoen would not be distracted by this level of interruption. He continued to stare at Milmina. "I will ask you what the 'High Speed ​​Deer' means. I can understand that entering the Internet requires a new name, but you should at least ask for my opinion on this name..."

"Believe me, Amoen, this name is not surprising in neural networks. In a place where everyone can give themselves a new name, only this unique title can keep up with the times. Don't you always want to keep up with this new era opened by mortals?" Faced with Amoen's dissatisfaction, Milmina laughed instead, "And think about it carefully, this name is actually very consistent with your situation..."

Seeing Amoen's expression not relaxed at all, she had to shake her head: "Anyway, I can't change it."

"Can't you change it?" Amoen was stunned and his brows quickly frowned, "Wait, then what name did you give yourself?"

Milmina hugged her hands with her chest with a conservative smile: "The Tower Witch."

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

Milmina spread her hands: "I said that this cannot be changed... If it really doesn't work, please go back and discuss with Gao Wen. If you think such a small thing is worth so much fanfare."

Amoen felt his lips tremble, but he didn't know what to say for a moment. After all, he was not a god who was good at speaking. Especially after being sealed alone for three thousand years, facing an opponent like Milmina who was flexible and had already awakened human nature, he really couldn't take any advantage in words.

And in the short second of his silence, Milmina had already taken two steps forward. She smiled and patted Amoen on the shoulder: "We have been wasting too long in this place, let's put aside those irrelevant trivial matters, old... Amoen, are you ready to see the incredible world created by mortals?"

Amoen nodded subconsciously. The next second, he suddenly felt the light and shadow in front of him begin to be confused, and a complex information surged from the spiritual connection. A false sense completed the switch in the blink of an eye. Just as he was about to say something, he felt that the darkness in front of him immediately followed, and his vision became brighter.

There was warm light shining on his face, gentle wind blew from afar, fresh sounds and changing lights and shadows filled him. He raised his head and saw a green oak tree standing in front of him. Around the oak tree was an open square, with beautiful columns surrounding the square, carefully trimmed shrubs dotted between the columns, and further away, he saw tall and beautiful houses lined up, neat and wide roads stretched in his sight, and groups of pedestrians walked between these roads and facilities, each as leisurely and peaceful as if they were truly living here.

And further apart, he saw a huge column of light rising into the sky, connecting the high sky and buildings like pyramids. There were still some faint black shadows cruising in the sky, which seemed to be the patrolling manager.

The wind blew, with the fresh smell of flowers and plants, Amoen subconsciously took a deep breath, then blinked again and felt a real feeling from his limbs. He took a step forward, and this step was steadily stepped on the flat ground.

"Why don't you speak? I'm so shocked?" Milmina's voice came from the side, which finally woke him up instantly, "Are you finally coming from that dark and chaotic place to a lively 'world', so moved that you want to cry?"

"No...I just didn't expect...I didn't expect it to be so real," Amoen said softly as if he was muttering. "I remember that many, many years ago, I had imagined such a scene, but I never thought it could be realized. I stood here, surrounded by mortals coming and going, and I stood among them, and the whole world was running safely and steadily... and the wind with the fragrance of flowers came 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 deeply," Milmina said with a chuckling. "This is a dream shaped by tens of thousands of human minds, and hundreds of 'shapers' are carefully pruning all its details and filling any gaps in this dream. Of course, it will be very real... In fact, the 'reality' we produce here will even surpass those mortals who enter the Internet. Do you know why this is?"

Amoen thought for a moment and realized something: "Because we are born in the depths of the mortal thoughts..."

"Yes, when we get here, it seems like we have returned home," Milmina said with a smile, "is it amazing? We were born in thoughts, fleeing from thoughts, and finally returned to thoughts through machines, from the perspective of a safe bystander, looking at how beautiful these forces that once distorted us and imprisoned us here, it looks completely different from those kingdoms of God that appear bright on the surface but are actually gradually collapsed."

Amoen calmed down, and he finally broke free from the touching touch brought to himself by this bright and warm world. Listening to Milmina's words, he subconsciously asked: "What should we do next? Where should we go?"

"Should? There is nothing to do. We are free. Amoen will do what he wants to do," Milmina shook her head. "Take this place as a real place to rest, walk around, see the scenery, or meet a few people, and talk about some common topics. This dream city is the uppermost space of the neural network, a free distribution center where people can experience another kind of life, or participate in the construction of this space through certain urban facilities, or go to certain entertainment areas to experience some things that they usually find difficult to experience... These are all possible, and you can do it too.

"Don't worry that what you do here will accidentally destroy this delicate world. It is much stronger than you think, and there is also a powerful 'administrator' monitoring the operation of this space. Of course, I sincerely hope that you don't really attract the attention of the administrator, that administrator... is more difficult than you think."

Amoen listened carefully, and then suddenly reacted: "Aren't you going to act with me?"

"I? I'm going to see it further," Milmina waved her hand. "I've been to this place once, but it was a hurry visit. There were many things I didn't have time to experience, and the distance of the city was very different from when I came last time. I guess the builders here have further expanded its edge... I'm going to see it there. As for you, feel free to get familiar with this place, and we'll see you in the 'yard' later."

"Hey, wait..." Amoen shouted subconsciously, but before he finished speaking, he could see Milmina's figure fading rapidly in the air. Within a second, the convenience completely disappeared.

"...I really leave when I say it." Amoen sighed, but he knew that the other party had helped him a lot, so he could only shake his head helplessly, and slowly walked forward along the gravel road at the edge of the square with the idea of ​​walking around at least.

A slightly tender female voice suddenly came from the side at this moment, causing Amoen to stop: "Old sir! Is this your first time entering this world?"

Amoen looked down in surprise and noticed that there were a small girl sitting on a bench next to the bushes. Her appearance was as delicate and cute as a doll. She looked about fifteen or sixteen years old. Her long light brown hair was draped behind her shoulders, and several delicate bows tied to the end of her hair. She sat there, wearing a beautiful white dress, her legs under the long skirt swayed lightly. At the same time, she looked up at this side. Her eyes were as clear as water, and the clear blue sky reflected inside, and Amoen's own slightly confused face.

"It's my first time here," Amoen said a little unfamiliar, this was the first time he had been talking to a "people" except Milmina since he entered here, and a novel feeling lingered in him, "Are you?"

"You can call me Patty," the girl jumped off the bench, she landed lightly with a happy smile on her face. "I am an old resident of 'This World', and I was here in its previous version... But it didn't look like this at that time. Ah, don't you talk about this anymore, do you need help? Old sir?"

Looking at the smiling girl, Amoen couldn't help but smile. This was the first time he had talked to a mortal in this way. This was completely different from any communication between him and Gauven Cecil or Carmier, Belsetia: "How do you see that I need help?"

"My job is here to help travelers who have entered Dream City for the first time. This square is one of the newcomers gathering points in the city," Patty said with a smile. "You are the first time using neural networks, because you don't even hide your name. People usually don't run around the city with your name, Mr. Du."

Amoen was stunned and quickly looked up. He saw that there were actually a line of letters emitting glitters floating above his head. The name of "Highway Deer" was shining there, so he wandered around the square for a long time with such a name!?

"It only takes one thought to hide it," said the girl named Patty, laughing, "but you don't have to be frustrated. Your name is very personal and recognizable, and it doesn't look that strange. In this city, there are many strange names than serious names. I see many people here every day called 'aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Speaking of this, Patty couldn't help but shake her head: "But then again, there are too many people who randomly named strange names when entering this world because they are not familiar with the operation. Recently, more and more users have applied to modify their usernames. The computing center is discussing whether to open up this function..."

"Be sure to open!" Amoen immediately said with a serious face, and his serious expression even scared Patty, "Please tell them, be sure to open!"

"This... I just heard... well, after I go back, I will inquire about this matter with my mother. What she knows..." Patty waved her hand at a loss, and then she seemed to suddenly remember her "work". She 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 to understand the pillars here? They are 'ports', and there are such ports everywhere in this city, some are pillars, and some are crystals floating on the street. You can press your hand on it and you can see what is happening in the city.

"Of course, you can also see the latest news left by 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 cannot contact and understand each other for the rest of their lives. But here, discussions across a long distances connect everyone together. A topic can instantly trigger discussions across the entire empire. If you are interested in them, you can enter a place called 'Cecil Discussion Edition'..."

Patty Barabala said, she was obviously very familiar with everything about this "world", but in fact, what she said was a bit exaggerated about the scale and application scope of neural networks. Now it is far from reaching the level of "overall the entire empire" and "everyone can access". In the real world, only some big cities have now achieved access to neural networks, and almost all cities have serious shortages of immersion cabins and computing centers. The media familiar to the public are still newspapers and magazines, then Magic Network radio, and finally, it is a neural network that is regarded as "new things in big cities". But Amoen didn't know about this detail.

Even if he knows, he won't care about this.

He just came to the nearest pillar with expectations and novelty. After observing how the people next to him operated, he carefully placed his hand on the pillar.

A series of text interfaces emitting light blue light, automatically played images and scrolling news messages instantly filled his vision.

Amoen looked at everything in front of him in shock. After cutting off the world of mortals for three thousand years, he once again felt the feeling of "contacting the whole world". He watched a living world running in front of him. Countless things were happening. Countless people were contacting and communicating in this invisible connection. Tens of thousands of minds were participating in it, as if countless neural nodes in a huge mind were communicating with each other, and tides were brewing in chaos.

A trend of thought can be observed, contacted and controlled.
Chapter completed!