At this right time and appropriate occasion, Gao Wen said the things he had conceived for a long time at once - these things had been pondering and brewing for a long time. Even as early as the theocracy was established, he was thinking about these issues involving the final order of man and gods, but at that time he knew very well that the theocracy was far from the time when the theocracy was about to consider these things.

And now, a alien civilization that suddenly established connections, a "pioneer" who seemed to have broken free from the shackles one step ahead, made Gao Wen realize that some things should be discussed in advance.

To be honest, he was not sure that his idea was correct. After all, the "future" he conceived could even be described as incredible to the people of today. It was an idea that was too advanced, and even advanced, he himself didn't know whether it could be realized. It was just that the appearance of "Neiren" and the words they revealed during communication made Gao Wen vaguely feel that his ideas might be correct.

"It sounds... an incredible future," Belsetia was the first to break the silence at the round table for a long time. "It was even more like a conception about the future, it was more like a paradise in imagination..."

"But this 'imagined paradise' has its foundation," Rosetta Augustus, who was standing by, also broke the silence. "After the chain of faith between man and God is completely broken, we must indeed consider the question of where the gods go. If we continue to let all the gods go, continue to keep the people's ignorance of the core secrets of the "Divine Council", and continue to hide the 'old gods' who have been separated from the gods, in a sense, we may have made the mistake we try our best to avoid..."

"Yes, the mistake of 'shaping mystical tendency'," Gao Wen nodded and took Rosetta's words. "And what I'm talking about cannot be said to be completely imagined. In fact... there are already some signs in this matter now."

"There are signs?" Belsetia said with surprise, "Which aspect do you mean?"

Gao Wen thought for a while and said with a strange expression: "Do you know... what is the magic goddess Milmina doing recently?"

Rosetta and Belsetia looked at each other and said in unison: "What are she doing?"

Gowen did not answer directly, but mentioned another thing: "Film Pictures is producing a series of films about the Goddess of Magic, starting from the "The Original Universal Factor X in Magic Research", to the birth and growth of the goddess from thoughts, and to the goddess' choice to self-destruction to remove the shackles of magic power on mortal mages - of course, we all know that there is an artistic processing part here, but this will be the first magic drama with gods as the protagonist, which interprets myth stories in the same way as the interpretation of the biography of characters. All its artistic processing is necessary.

"The Theocratic Council has provided technical and financial support for this. I think this film will greatly promote the popularization of the "concept of thought" among the people, and its entry point is also perfect - the magician group's belief in the goddess of magic is more open than any other believer, and most magicians are actually not conscious of being believers at all, and ordinary people cannot access the traditional field of magic. Therefore, the people's acceptance of such a "biography of gods" will be very high, and the resistance will be diluted by the huge audience base.

"Felm will also adjust the performance of the film to make it 'look like a documentary without emotions', thereby reducing the impression it brings to people's 'elimination of faith'."

Listening to Gao Wen's introduction, Rosetta nodded slightly: "I have also seen this in the internal documents of the Theocracy Council, but I didn't... wait, could it be that lady..."

"She is the 'technical support' provided by the Theocratic Council to the crew," Gao Wen laughed. "Firm initially found the council and said that he needed detailed information about the Magic Goddess to complete the filming. Then... I don't know what happened in the middle. Anyway, the end result was that Ms. Gaota pinched an incarnation and went directly to the crew. Of course, a full set of protection was taken in the process."

Rosetta and Belsetia looked at each other - they really didn't expect that this would be possible...

"This may be some kind of 'start'," Gao Wen's voice brought them back to their senses from their surprise. "This video is the beginning, and Ms. Gaota's activity is a beneficial attempt. Unlike the previous conservative phalanx of the Theocratic Council, it will be a positive, proactive attempt to intervene in thought, and an extension of the 'theocratic secularization' that I mentioned earlier. If its influence works as expected... I think the 'coexistence' state mentioned by the 'Neiren' is not an unimaginable thing for us."

The two empire rulers in front of Gao Wen fell silent at the same time. They seemed to be deducing the future trajectory in meditation, and they might be digesting some unimaginable "pictures". It took me a long time to continue this silence, and the Silver Queen suddenly whispered: "I suddenly had a little hope to see the arrival of that day as soon as possible..."

"This day may come earlier than expected," Gao Wen nodded slightly, "The emergence of the 'Neiren' will inevitably have an impact on the entire society, just as the war in the wasteland has advanced the process of alliance order, and the exchange with an alien civilization will also have a huge impact on the 'thought' on this planet. We can use this as an opportunity..."

...

Deep underground in the deep blue well, a constant low buzzing sound echoed gently in the core control hall, and countless ancient equipment were operating at full power.

The bright lights descended from the ceiling illuminated the neatly arranged metal pillars one by one. The indicator lights on the surface of the pillars flashed quickly, constantly transmitting and transforming massive data. In the center of this "Ophelia matrix", a figure was sitting quietly on the light golden "throne", staring at the computing units in front of him expressionlessly.

In the past many years, the Ophelia matrix has never been active in this underground facility in the form of a "carrier". She once resisted this because it always puts her into a state of self-cognition disorganization and thus reduces the operation efficiency of the entire matrix. But not long ago, she made this body that was almost exactly the same as Ophelia Norton in history, and even placed the main connection device of the body in the center of the matrix. This was a bold attempt that even she was surprised, and what surprised her even more was that... the feeling of doing so was not bad.

She was sitting here quietly, quietly watching her "orthodontic" in a "carrier". This novel perspective even made her feel very... interesting.

"The data slice processing of number 12665 ​​has been completed and is undergoing chimeric comparison with the remaining data."

The automatic system prompt sounded in the hall. Ophelia on the throne blinked gently. She looked in a direction in the hall. An iron soldier immediately received the command and took a step forward. The soldier connected the data lock behind his neck to the nearest computing node. A low buzzing sound came from the depths of that node. A clear and complex holographic image suddenly appeared in the air in front of Ophelia.

The image was jumping with complex numbers and symbols, and a large number of rapidly changing curves. The refresh rate of all data exceeded the limit of human thinking, but for the Ophelia matrix, this was just an insignificant part of her thinking thread.

"Have this part of the sensors recorded the largest abnormal energy fluctuations to date... The data is incomplete, but it seems that it can be supplemented through the records left by the proximity sensor..."

Ophelia muttered to herself softly, her eyes slowly moving on those rapidly changing projections - but in fact she didn't need to do this at all. These things were flowing in her calculation matrix. She could browse every piece of data in the entire underground base without using this carrier, but she still did so.

She gave herself a good reason - someone once said: Life needs a sense of ritual.

"...A very high magic peak was not produced from the Deep Blue Well. This part of the reading is very suspicious... No artificial equipment during the Gondor era can create such a peak..." Ophelia's expression became serious little by little. She felt that she might have grasped those key records - the shadow left by the magic tide fluctuation swept across the planet seven hundred years ago. "This peak can form a complete waveform with the part of the records in the 12665 ​​data slice... but its function expression is weird and does not conform to the geometric space in common sense... the particularity of the deep sea?"

Ophelia muttered that the data extracted from the ancient shallow area storage center was vast and due to the impact of the explosion of the Deep Blue Well, there were a large number of damaged fragments in these materials. It was not a simple task to sort out these things, repair them clearly and find out the parts that might be related to the Demon Tide. Even with the powerful computing power of the Ophelia matrix, it was quite difficult to deal with them.

Perhaps... we should consider borrowing some computing power from the neural network, but this first requires solving the problem of conversion between the two data processing methods. The neural network of the Cecil Empire and the ancient Iron Man network are incompatible...

An branch thread was generated in the Ophelia matrix to think about the feasibility of establishing a data interface between the Iron Man network and the neural network. While she had just turned part of her attention to this problem, a very short "noise" suddenly came back from a certain data slice processed by a computing node.

This is an extremely short record, which was inserted between two normal sensor readings very suddenly. It does not conform to the data format used by the Deep Blue Well Control Center back then, but it left a deep mark in a certain sensor - it seems that it is just a short interference signal, one of the countless error fragments generated when the Deep Blue Well control system crashes. The Ophelia matrix marked it as "garbage data" within a thousandth of a second, but within the next thousandth of a second, she unmarked and extracted this "noise".

She didn't know why she suddenly assigned a thread to deal with this "interference noise", which seemed to be some intuition... But there are only these cold steel machines in this underground facility. Will the computing nodes made by steel also produce "intuition"?

"...It's not from the Deep Blue Well, but it's not like those 'abnormal signals'," Ophelia "watched" the piece of information extracted separately in confusion. It looks like garbled information, "Why is this thing left in the system..."

She subconsciously checked the system log corresponding to this "garbled code". Fortunately, the content of this log is quite complete. The log shows that this garbled code information is automatically recorded by a sensor located near the base constraint ring of the Deep Blue Well, and the recording time... is one percent of a second before the explosion of the Deep Blue Well.

The buzzing sound echoing in Ophelia's matrix suddenly stopped for a moment.

One percent second before the explosion.

At that time, all the sensors were not damaged, the Deep Blue Well was still running in an orderly manner, and the Magic Tide... In theory, it should have not arrived at this planet.

Theoretically, so-called "interference" and "noise" should not appear in the system at that time.

In the hall, the buzzing sound of the calculation matrix sounded again instantly, the original processing thread was quickly adjusted, and a part of the new computing power was distributed synchronously, and the inconspicuous "noise" began to be processed over and over again. Ophelia Matrix tried all possible ways to restore and recompile these "garbled codes" that seemed to be forced into the system. Until finally, an extremely vague, or even nearly completely distorted sound appeared in the system.

"Feel sorry."

...

When the noon sun shines on the spire of the Church of Cecil's Holy Light, twelve bells rang out on time like the daily. These loud bells broke the tranquility of the church area and echoed over the city.

Veronica in the prayer room opened her eyes suddenly.

She quietly stared at the platinum scepter placed on the altar in front of her, as if she was staring at a symbol that had solidified in history.

The melodious bells still echo outside the window, echoing in the sky.

After a long period of silence and gaze, she finally stretched out her hand gently and held the platinum scepter in her hand like countless times in daily life.

Far deep in the Talash Plain, hundreds of mimicry magic nodes were instantly activated, and layers of holy light floated around Veronica. The next second, the noise of the earthly world quickly disappeared in the perception of this carrier, and her spirit was led by the "bridge" to a place that seemed infinitely far away from the earthly world. After crossing a barrier formed by holy light, chant and warmth, a magnificent city that seemed to be completely created by light appeared in front of her.

The city is boundless, with barriers cast by light arranged in the field of view, and you can see the solemn church spires and towers. Between them, there are light-cast roads connected, clouds and mist slowly rise and fall below these roads and towers. Holy chants linger in the city like the wind. In the center of the city, on an endless and huge square, huge and unstable crystals float in the air. The crystal slowly rotates with the chant, constantly changing its surface and every edge in the light.

Veronica stood quietly in front of the crystal, and the platinum scepter in her hand released the scorching temperature as if burning.
Chapter completed!