Gao Wen slowly opened his eyes, but this time, there was no Amber's face coming over in his sight.

A slight snoring was coming from the side.

Looking down with the snoring, he saw the half-elf-like lady with pointed ears lying on the desk, placing her hands under her head, and she was already asleep.

This guy is much quieter after falling asleep.

Gao Wen couldn't help laughing. As soon as his body shook, Amber, who was sleeping on the table, woke up suddenly and stared at this side with a glaring eyes: "Hey, you're back!"

Gao Wen opened his mouth and was about to speak, Amber then bbled loudly: "Hey, I tell you, I'm not lazy. I just took a nap. You can't deduct my salary for this matter. I have a keen sense of six senses and are always alert when I sleep..."

Gao Wen: "...I haven't said anything yet."

Sure enough, this guy's tranquility is limited to sleeping - with your eyes open, a single amber can make more than two thousand ducks.

"Didn't I prepare the words in advance to prevent you from saying anything?" Amber wiped the saliva from flowing from the corner of her mouth, muttering while looking up and down at Gao Wen's eyes, frowned in confusion, "But then, this time it's been a long time - what happened on that head?"

"I followed Daniel to investigate some things." Gao Wen nodded, and at the same time, his mind began to replay this experience of exploring the depths of the spiritual network. The more he reminisces about it, the more he can't help frowning and sighing in his heart.

This exploration...it really collected too much information, and a lot of information could make him stunned!

"It seems that I have gained a lot this time?" Amber noticed the subtle changes in Gao Wen's expression keenly, "And some things are quite troublesome?"

Gao Wen nodded slightly: "The situation is special, and a meeting is needed. We will tentatively call Carmele, Hetty, Wright, Veronica, well... Pittman also calls you, plus you."

Amber silently wrote down these names, and immediately noticed that most of these names were related to a certain field.

She raised her eyebrows and shook her ears gently: "It's related to God or disobedient plan?"

"Well," Gao Wen responded briefly, then thought for a moment, and ordered, "In addition, you can investigate and investigate the abnormal casting signals recorded by magic monitoring towers in various parts of the southern region recently, especially the signals of dream-like magic, and also the monitoring of various spiritual transmissions. In addition, there are also investigations and arrest records of the Eternal Sleeper Cultists."

"Eternal Sleeper... You have almost been arrested by you," Amber was a little surprised for a moment. "There are magic monitoring towers everywhere. The middle and lower levels of believers were basically tied to the water pipes of the Public Security Bureau as soon as they left the door. You also have 'special means'. The higher-level believers were either deported or under surveillance, which was used to collect intelligence - why did they suddenly conduct large-scale investigations?"

"Maybe an important goal has been missed," Gao Wen said with a serious expression, "A soul body, an archbishop of the Eternal Sleeper is hiding in the southern border!"

As he said, the words that shocked him for a while appeared in his mind:

Selena Gerfen, Archbishop (death), female, soul body.

Current location: Ansu/Revised/Cecil Empire-Southern border!!

"This goal is extraordinary. The ordinary security team's actions are very likely to disturb her. Your military intelligence agency's actions are more suitable," Gao Wen took a deep breath and looked at Amber's eyes. "I'm not sure if you can really find it, but at least you have to try it-her name is Selena Gerfen..."

...

Somewhere in the Tifeng Empire, in an ancient facility located underground, the sound of footsteps broke the silence in the dim corridor.

A middle-aged man wearing a white robe with a gentle temperament and monocle glasses walked in a long corridor covered with stone slabs and reliefs on both sides of the walls. Behind him were several sleeper priests wearing dark robes and owl masks on his face.

This man is the "Archit Yuri" in the real world.

Compared with the "image" in the spiritual network, Yuri's temperament and clothing in the real world have almost not changed much, but his image in the spiritual network is a young man, and in reality, he is already middle-aged and has a little more white hair on his head.

"Oh... I'm going to rest," Archbishop Yuri couldn't help complaining while walking on the road, "Article Selena, do you forget that people in the real world need rest?"

The swaying light suddenly appeared in the air, and Selena Gerfen's figure appeared beside Yuri. The female archbishop in a white dress spoke indifferently: "You have enough sleep time - in the current situation, too much rest is a waste."

Yuri couldn't help but look at him, and sighed helplessly.

He knew that Selena Gerfen was not actually in this corridor or in this facility.

She is not even in this world.

As early as hundreds of years ago, this former church saint had already been martyred. In the chain reaction that led to the collapse of faith, she used her life to protect the reason and soul of thousands of church members in the church. Her body was torn apart by the power of the gods, and her soul was also broken into pieces.

It was Pope Mergol III who took the initiative to collect Selena Gerfen's broken soul and preserved it in some kind of "container" located at the dream level.

To this day, the Archbishop's soul is still moving between containers, while her consciousness is wandering in the spiritual network.

At this moment, Selena in front of Yuli and Selena in the eyes of several priests behind him were actually just projections in their minds - this projection is so real that even as a high-level supernatural being, it is difficult for Yuli to distinguish the illusion of the women in front of him, such as sound, smell, light and shadow and color... everything is so real.

But if a person who is completely uninfluenced by spiritual magic stands here, he will see that there are actually only Yuri and a few high-level priests wearing masks in the corridor, and there are no so-called female archbishops at all.

"You are right. There is really no rest now," Archbishop Yuri shook his head, his eyes turned forward, with a hint of worry in his eyes. "This crisis is not a small matter. If the truth is as you and I guess... then we have definitely made an almost irreparable mistake."

The long corridor came to an end, and a gate depicting many runes, inlaid with crystals and magic metal appeared in front of it, and automatically and silently slid to both sides as Yuri and others approached.

Behind the door is a brightly lit and extraordinarily wide hall.

The hall is rectangular, and neatly square columns are arranged inside. The running on the surface of the columns shines, light wanders, and a large number of "cables" that look like vines or flesh-fibers are wrapped around it. One end extends to the ceiling, and the other end disperses around the columns, leading to a neatly arranged wide seats.

The seats were distributed around the columns, forming independent areas. At this moment, about half of them were in a "full capacity". The sleeper believers were wearing black robes and star pendants hung on their collars. Some of the believers leaned on the back of the chair, as if they had fallen asleep, while others remained awake, but the nerve cords and runes behind the seats were also flashing glimmers.

In the other half of the area, the nerve cord behind the seat was stripped out and extended to a corner of the hall. In that corner, there were beds arranged, and dozens of sleeping slept on it.

Some people in gray or brown robes walked around the sleeping believers, caring for these fellow citizens who could not wake up because of their contamination.

Seeing this scene, Yuri couldn't help frowning.

He walked towards the area where the bed was placed.

A tall, thin, blond and messy priest came up and bent down respectfully to salute: "Archit Selena, Archbishop Yuri."

Then he turned to Selena Gerfen: "Article, you have increased the number of times of spiritual comfort as you told me, and the state of those people has stabilized."

This is a middle-level priest who does not have a high status in the sect. Among the believers at this level, many people do not even know the fact that Archbishop Selena is actually dead. They can always see the latter appearing in the sect stronghold, and even occasionally talk to him. Under the cover of the sensory projection without dead corners, Archbishop Selena in their eyes has always been a living person.

Selena nodded to the middle-level priest, and slowly walked forward and said casually: "Don't pay attention to the state of those nerve cords. The consciousness of these operators is now divided, and the fragments of their minds are deep in the sandbox No. 1. Once there is a problem with the connection of the nerve cords... they will not be able to come back."

The blond and messy priest bowed his head and responded: "Please rest assured, we pay special attention to this."

Yuri's eyes swept over the people lying on the bed.

His face was calm and his breathing was stable, as if he was just asleep in a long dream, but he was deeply trapped in it and could not wake up. The artificial nerve cord extended from behind their heads, connecting the pillars, the surface of the nerve cord, and the glimmer of runes in the hall.

Most eternal sleepers can actually rely on dream magic to directly connect to the network, but such connections are not the highest efficiency. Therefore, in this "control hall", operators connecting to the network need to rely on physical neural cables to connect to each other and incorporate them into the network.

These neural cords are technologies that come from the end of everything. They were immature more than ten years ago, but have been improved a lot in recent years, and the negative effects have been greatly weakened.

When the sandbox No. 1 is out of control and pollution breaks out from the inside out, the operators who directly connect to the sandbox No. 1 are impacted in this "entity connection" state. The weak brain protection of humans is almost useless in the face of such impact. Pollution almost instantly occupies the minds of these compatriots and uses it as a springboard to enter the spiritual network.

Now, the contaminated ports of these operators have been blocked, and the overflow of Sandbox No. 1 is no longer used as a springboard, but pollution has long spread to the brain-server array and several virtual connection ports. Even without these operators as springboards, the connection between Sandbox No. 1 and the mind network can no longer be closed.

These operators themselves are tightly bound by the No. 1 sandbox, and their consciousness sinks deep in the sandbox and cannot wake up.

After a long silence, Yuri suddenly said: "If you go deep into their dreams, you may be able to directly observe the situation in the sandbox No. 1."

"But it is more likely to face the deepest pollution, and the outcome is the same as these people," Selena Gerfen shook his head. "The human mind is difficult to fight against information impacts of that scale. After all, even the extraordinary level of power is still an 'mortal' in essence."

Selena emphasized the word "mortality", which made Yuri frown.

"Article Selena, what you think appears in the sandbox No. 1... is really..."

"It's too early to say this now. At least we have to wait to report the situation to the Pope's crown." Selena said, and raised her head and "looked" towards the end of the other side of the hall.

She does not have a pair of eyes that can be opened in the real world, but here, she can "see" everything here through the senses of a large number of believers on the scene.

In that direction, there are rows of neatly arranged windows on the wall at the end of the hall. Through the crystal glass covered by the window, you can clearly see that there is another hall opposite it.

In that hall, more dense square columns are arranged, and each square column is surrounded by rectangular platforms.

A large number of unconscious "brain servants" lie on those platforms. Their brain nerves are connected to the neural cord network in the hall, and the body relies on various biomass channels to carry out nutrients and metabolic circulation.

"We originally wanted to create a beautiful dream..." Selena Gerfen sighed, "But it will eventually turn into a nightmare."
Chapter completed!