Magic Technology Research Institute, second floor underground, confidential conference room.

Gauwen, wearing a dark blue coat, walked into the room, and in this tightly protected and never open to the public, he saw that all the participants were waiting here.

Wright and Veronica were talking in a low voice. Pittman was absent-mindedly holding his beard. Carmire floated at the conference table, and the arcane brilliance on his body was calm and blue. Hetty saw Gao Wen appear and was the first to stand up and bow and salute: "Ancestor."

The others also stopped their own affairs and stood up to salute and salute.

Gao Wen looked around the scene and his eyes were slightly stopped on an empty seat next to the long table: "There is no need to be invisible at this time."

Amber's figure immediately emerged: "I'm used to it, I'm used to it..."

Gao Wen shook his head, came to the meeting table, and while sitting down, he spoke: "There is no need to be polite to the internal meeting. Today, it is mainly about exchanging some information, and... I need some advice from several professionals on site."

Veronica looked up and looked at the person on the scene, and she knew it in her heart: "It has something to do with the knowledge of the gods?"

"That's right," Gao Wen nodded, "Amber should have told you about the recent abnormality in the mind network of the Eternal Sleeper, right?"

"I just said half an hour ago," replied Wright, "I didn't know before that our infiltration into the Eternal Mile Cult has reached this level."

"The confidentiality of this matter has always been very high, and it has no intersection with the church. It is normal for you to not know," Gao Wen said, while his expression became serious, "but now things have changed a little, and some of the information has to be made public.

"In short, based on the information I just got, a secret plan implemented by the Eternal Sleeper in the spiritual network is very likely to accidentally touch the realm of the gods, and... they may have been exposed to the secret of the birth of the gods."

Gao Wen was straight to the point, and the conference room suddenly became quiet. Everyone's breathing seemed to be half a beat slower. Even Carmier, who didn't need to breathe, dimmed for a moment. After a few seconds, Pittman's mouth trembled and broke the silence: "I just said that something big must have happened in this kind of urgent and confidential meeting, but this... is a bit too exciting."

While saying that, he lowered his head and looked at several beards that had been accidentally pulled down by him with some distress. He hesitated for a long time and rubbed his beard on his chin again, carefully reconnecting it with spells.

Gao Wen didn't care about Pitman's murmurs. After seeing his heavy news successfully made everyone feel energetic, he described his previous experience in the spiritual network in detail in the "Phantom Town".

Everyone on the scene listened carefully. Even Amber, who would doze off or wander in the sky every time he had a meeting, raised his ears and listened very attentively.

"...this is all," Gao Wen took a breath after nearly twenty minutes of narrative and said in summary, "According to my guess, worshiping the 'upper narrators' should be the main reason for the sandbox to get out of control. What exactly has this 'upper narrators' church' brewed in the dream? Whether this 'thing' belongs only to the conceptual product in the dream world... will be the key to the problem."

As soon as he finished speaking, Veronica, who was sitting in the second position on his left, broke the silence: "Are you suspicious...that belief in the so-called 'upper narrator', in the sandbox of the spiritual network...has really created a god?"

"There is no evidence yet, but I am indeed so suspicious," Gao Wen nodded. "The Eternal Sleeper has not yet found the 'way' for the gods to pollute the sandbox No. 1. There is no evidence or clue that which god is, what method, when to bypass the heavy protection of the sandbox No. 1, and enter the sandbox inside - we all know that the three major dark sects are the sects that know the deepest knowledge of the gods, but even the top researchers among them cannot find traces of the gods invading the sandbox system... Then we might as well make a bolder assumption: pollution is not an invasion from the outside at all..."

...

The spiritual network, in the central temple with the highest confidential authority, the archbishops sat around a round table depicting various symbolic symbols.

All the archbishops who attended the meeting took off their disguise here and used the real appearance of the real world - according to the internal regulations of the Order, this means that the meeting is confidential and has extremely high standards.

Archbishop Yuri, wearing a white robe, stood at the round table with a serious tone: "... According to Archbishop Selena and I, pollution... may come from inside the sandbox No. 1, and the so-called 'god erosion' should all be derived from the sect that worships the 'upper narrators'."

Opposite Yuri, a man wearing a black robe, with a short figure, red hair, and a loud voice stood up and said loudly: "This is really incredible. The residents in the dream world suddenly began to doubt the authenticity of their world, and then began to worship a 'upper narrator' they made, and a god really produced? And this god also caused the sandbox No. 1 to get out of control? Isn't this a reason for making up without finding out the reason?"

Yuri looked helplessly at the red-haired man opposite him - it was Archbishop Magnan, with a hot temper and a famous loud voice, but he also knew that the loud voice of the loud voice here was not malicious, nor was it out of his opinion of someone, it was due to his personality - this idea came out of his mind, and naturally he said it.

But this gentleman's voice is really loud, which makes it difficult to adapt. And then again... in such a spiritual space, can't he slightly adjust his "volume"?

"Article Magnan," Yuri shook his head slightly, "Everything I said is indeed just speculation, and I know it is incredible, but don't forget that we are dealing with 'God', and God... itself is incredible."

A star polymer floated over the gorgeous round table, and its sound came to everyone's ears: "Is there any evidence now that the 'upper narrator' believed in by the sect born in the dream world already possessed certain divine qualities?"

"The Pope's Crown," Archbishop Yuri immediately lowered his head, "There is no evidence yet. We have too little information. At present, we can only confirm that such a sect does appear in the sandbox No. 1, and its activities correspond to the out-of-control of the sandbox No. 1 in time."

The starlight polymer rose and shrank in the air: "Then as long as there is evidence to prove that the 'upper narrator faith' in the sandbox No. 1 really produced a god, or something similar to God, and all the answers will be revealed."

Yuri frowned: "But...if that thing is really a god, how should we deal with it?"

"We have no way to know yet, but isn't this the answer and secret we have been pursuing for all the time?" Pope Mergol III's voice echoed gently in everyone's mind, "We have been trying to dig out the secrets of the gods and find out the truth about their birth, and now, we may be infinitely close to this truth..."

...

"The secret of the birth of God...maybe it is hidden in the sandbox No. 1," Gao Wen said in a deep voice. "If there is really a shadow of the power of gods behind the 'Upper Narrators Church', then the concept of god... will be subverted the most thoroughly."

"It was not that the gods created humans, but that the humans created gods..." Pitman murmured to himself, and his hand suddenly shook, and several beards were pulled down by him again.

Veronica, holding a platinum scepter in her hand, was silent since the beginning, as if she had been in a long-term thought. Then she suddenly raised her head: "This... is actually one of the assumptions that disobeyed the plan at the beginning."

"Have you ever guessed this direction?" Gao Wen looked at Veronica in surprise, "Have you guessed that the gods were actually born in the process of human belief?"

"We have not guessed so deeply or directly, but we have guessed that human beliefs—or the common trends of mortals—will affect the activities of gods to a certain extent. But this speculation is too shocking, and it cannot be verified or falsified, or the difficulty of falsification is almost impossible to achieve, so until the collapse of the Gondor Empire, this conjecture is still just a conjecture."

"But now the bold attempt of the Eternal Sleeper may prove your guesses..." Wright sighed, "It's really unimaginable that the god that made mortals fear and awe were essentially something created by mortals?"

"Don't make a conclusion because of this, and don't blindly confident and underestimate the 'god' because of this," Veronica said gently. "The projection of the faith of billions of creatures becomes a god in a dimension that we cannot understand. The changes produced during this period have exceeded our understanding. Perhaps God is really born out of the faith of mortals, but we do not have the qualifications and strength to call them our 'creature'... Perhaps, we should regard it as a terrifying, out-of-control, but inevitable 'natural phenomenon'."

"Natural phenomenon..." Gao Wen couldn't help but repeat the word in his mind, thinking in his heart.

Then he nodded: "It is indeed, as Veronica said, maybe it is some natural phenomenon, and... it is a natural phenomenon that must have occurred."

Faith and religion can almost be said to be an inevitable stage of social activities.

Civilization always has a period of weakness and powerlessness. Mortals come from ignorance. Facing this mysterious and unknown and crisis-ridden world, facing the difficult-to-understand nature, as a kind of intelligent creature with wisdom, they will inevitably be awe of nature and fear or worship of those difficult-to-explain natural phenomena.

And in the process of moving from unknown to known, in the process of trying to understand all things in the world, people will definitely try to explain what makes them awe and fear.

In the period when knowledge is insufficient, strength is weak, and civilization is still in its infancy, these explanations... will inevitably point to gods, or other similar concepts.

In that closed sandbox No. 1, the artificial world that has been running for thousands of years, the residents must also face the question: Where did we come from? Who created this world?

Perhaps a "prophet" accidentally saw the data flow behind the world, or perhaps an adventurer accidentally came to the boundary of the sandbox, they were shocked by the magnificent and chaotic sea of ​​mind outside the world, and saw the script running behind the world and the instructions left by the operators.

So, they have an explanation for their world: it was the "upper narrators" who created it all.

Then, there is really a "upper narrator".

"The Eternal Sleeper is a group of outstanding soul engineers and excellent researchers, but unfortunately they only focus on the technical field, but do not understand how society operates," Gao Wen shook his head, and couldn't help but sigh in his tone, "If they have understood the mechanism of social operation and various links of civilization development, then even if they cannot predict that the number one sandbox will lose control, at least they will predict that the occurrence of 'religious activities' in the number one sandbox will be inevitable, and they will be vigilant and plan for it."

The conference room was a little quiet for a while.

Although everyone here knows the disobedient plan, and although everyone here is more or less involved in Gao Wen's plan to challenge gods and "descend the truth", the things discussed today are still too great to everyone.

Everyone is digesting it carefully, and everyone is repeatedly verifying all aspects of those hypotheses.

Pittman pressed his hand on his chin and carefully repaired his beard while saying, "If this is the case, a 'god' was created in the sandbox No. 1... This matter may not end. We can still use artillery fire or siren's legion to deal with a god running in a dream?"

"Don't be so pessimistic," Gao Wen said calmly, "Even if that thing is really a god or a 'god-like god', it has just been born and is trapped in a dream. As long as we can understand its mechanism, it will not be difficult to deal with - and the eternal sleeper will definitely do his best to solve this crisis for his own survival."

Pitman was worried and couldn't help but twist his beard hard: "Oh... I shouldn't have listened to Amber at the beginning, and I was not at all at peace in my old age..."

The sigh fell, and the old druid looked down at the beard that was pulled down from his hand, and his face became even more worried.

"Don't take it," said Wright, who was sitting opposite him with some concern, "I don't think I can take it anymore."
Chapter completed!