Chapter 1,192 Their Radar Network?

My ghost maid and I said goodbye to the twin sisters from the poorest household in Shadow City—the latter had already fallen back into the eternal world of two people—and then wandered aimlessly.

Anweina held a large handful of white flowers, white roses, white lilies, and a few white camellias in her hands. The girl's pale face had an almost eerie beauty hidden by these equally pale bouquets. From the side, Looking at it, it looks like an ancient oil painting hanging in a medieval castle, with three parts gloomy, three parts demonic, and four parts beautiful. She held such a large bouquet in front of her chest and floated about ten centimeters above the ground. She followed me erratically. She seemed to be in a particularly happy mood. I even heard her humming a light tune, After listening carefully for a long time, I finally determined that it was a sped-up version of the Requiem.

Me: “…” It’s such a wonderful feeling to go shopping with a weird ghost next to you.

"Anweina, aren't you afraid of going out?" I glanced at the ghost maid next to me. The ghost girl holding the bouquet immediately turned back and smiled: extremely supernatural beauty, "Why are you not afraid today? I thought you had finished shopping. The flowers will come home soon."

"Even so..." The ghost maid lowered her head and sniffed the bouquet in her hand, floating up and down happily, "But today is a special day, so it's okay to go out for a walk. And if the master is around... she will be braver. .”

"A special day...?" When I mentioned this topic, my expression turned weird again. I would never forget why the little ghost next to me was so happy today. Today was her death anniversary, and she decided to come out. Celebrate it... celebrate it...

"I said, is it really okay to regard today as a good day?" I looked at Anweina dumbfounded. I always felt that what I said now was quite impolite and even irritating to the other person: even though the expression on the other person's face was completely He didn't care, "What, it's a death anniversary. It's not a good thing anyway."

"It did feel like this when I was alive," Anweina smiled sweetly, chatting with me about such a weird topic, "but now I have forgotten what it felt like to be alive. It seemed like a very distant world, I roughly know what it looks like, but it has nothing to do with me. So I don’t care much about what I thought about when I was alive. I feel very happy now. Having people around me who are worth protecting and worrying about is the happiest thing in the world. No longer cold, no longer hungry, no longer afraid. There are masters and many little masters who all live with me like a family. There are many things to do every day, and there are many interesting things happening, so I don’t think there’s anything wrong with being a ghost. Except that my body is a little different from when I was alive. It seems like it’s pretty good now…”

Having said this, the ghost maid spun around in a circle, her body glowing brightly: "So I want to commemorate my new life. Master, thank you for always being by my side, and thank you for giving Anweina a home."

I laughed, as a living person. I will probably never be able to empathize with the life of this ghost girl, but her bright smile still makes me happy. I reached out and touched Anweina's head - it was cold.

This intimate gesture expressed praise, and the ghost girl immediately jumped up with joy: "Haha, I feel so happy now, as if I have been saved..."

Me: "..." Can't this girl use some adjectives that are acceptable to living people? !

From the back of the commercial area to the end is an unplanned waiting area. A large piece of wasteland is abandoned here, with almost no human habitation nearby. This is our final destination. Anweina led the way, and it seemed that she was finally willing to go out once. But we still didn’t want to get too close to the crowd. This little ghost kept taking the less traveled route along the way. After walking in such a bustling and lively Shadow City for nearly an hour, we only met a total of seven people...

"Just here," Anweina sniffed the bouquet in her hand, "Actually, it's the same anywhere. I don't have a grave."

Me: "..." What the hell did I do today! ?

There were no pedestrians on the edge of the wasteland. There were only two children playing in the mud. They looked like children from the elves of which world. When the two children saw us, they immediately came over curiously. The older child looked up at An. The flower in Wei Na's hand: "Sister, are you dating this brother? Why are you holding white flowers in your hand?"

Anweina's face turned red immediately, and she explained in a panic: "No...it's not like that, I came to visit my own grave..."

Then the two elven children were scared away... I found a big rock and sat down, silently drawing circles.

Anweina looked at the sky, then placed the bouquet on the ground, carefully adjusting the direction of the bouquet, which seemed to be quite particular. Then she took out a small book from her pocket and pressed it solemnly on the flower branch. Put your hands together and pray silently. I prayed to myself, wishing myself peace and happiness in the world after death, and finally recited a requiem in silence...

...After the memorial ceremony, which was a combination of Chinese and Western styles with a touch of another world, the ghost girl flew over lightly: "Master, okay... Well, isn't it strange?"

I looked at the little ghost’s face dumbfounded. She seemed a little embarrassed herself, and her fingers were still twisting the maid’s apron subconsciously, but I finally patted her head: “Next year, remember not to come out alone. Yes, I will accompany you."

Anweina showed a surprised expression, and then nodded vigorously: "Yes!"

Sigh... I couldn't help but sigh in my heart. This was really a situation that was beyond evaluation. I thought about it and realized that this wasn't the first time the little ghost had done strange things. Think about the supernatural kingdom she built in the basement, and how she spent more than half a year learning to lay eggs from the crows in the yard. Think about it. She insists on listening to various sutras and mantras to save herself every day. And think about it, she even went out to buy a bunch of flowers to celebrate her death anniversary. It is said that she also made a habit of sneaking out on the night of Qingming Festival to watch people burning paper money. Habit... After thinking about it so much, I finally couldn't help but break into a cold sweat. I thought for a long time, it turned out that there was such a curious girl hiding around me, this little ghost who seemed to be well-behaved... She usually did this. It's weird that something is so powerful, let me go!

"Master?" The ghost maid tilted her head and looked over, "Your face looks very strange."

I adjusted my expression and tried to look like it was nothing serious: "Ahem, it's nothing - let's go home."

As soon as she got home, Anweina threw herself back into the housework that she could never finish and she would never get tired of doing it. She hummed a requiem and ran to the kitchen. I walked around the first floor and saw Xiaodeng watching TV and Xiaobubu practicing rubbing the information terminal: it was already piled up more than half a meter high behind him. The little crow was feeding her little crow with cabbage leaves. The other little crows were also busy doing their own thing, but Cyndia was nowhere to be seen, and she should have been waiting in the living room to prepare a meal at this time. The eldest lady was not there either, so she became curious and shouted in the direction of the kitchen: "Sister, where is Cyndia? Lin Xue didn't come today?"

"They went out for a walk." My sister leaned out of the kitchen wearing an apron. "Lin Xue took Xiaoxue and Cindia with her, saying she wanted to see the world of people on earth. Cindia wanted to see it. What delicious food is there in this world?”

Oh, he was still a foodie. I remember that Cyndia was deceived by Xiaoxue from Father God with the temptation of a meal.

At this moment, there was a sound coming from the direction of the entrance. It sounded like the eldest lady was coming back with the children. Sure enough, a little girl ran into the living room a moment later. She was here to have a meal. The princess of the gods. The girl was holding a plastic bag that was almost half her size. As soon as she ran in, she started shouting at the top of her lungs: "Everyone, come here! Auntie bought a lot of delicious food!"

Then all the little ones in the room rushed forward like hungry dogs rushing towards the snack bag in Cyndia's hand.

Lin Xuezhuo pulled on her slippers and bag, and dragged Xiaoxue in with an unhappy look on her face: "I have told you several times that I want to call you sister!"

"Okay. Our generation is already confused enough, so why don't you just add to the chaos?" I glanced sideways at the eldest lady, and then

Seeing Xiaoxue pouting, "Uh, what's wrong with this girl? Aren't you usually happy when you go out?"

"The snacks were snatched by Cindia." The eldest lady pointed to the group of naughty children who were crowding together to grab snacks. Xiaoxue immediately curled her lips and said: "Don't kiss your daughter when you have an outsider. Why is this so common? !”

The eldest lady and I immediately couldn't laugh or cry when we heard this. We looked at each other, and after Xiaoxue finally couldn't help but rush to the pile of naughty children to grab snacks, I touched the eldest lady's arm: "Do you really think that raising children is always such a headache?"

The eldest lady rolled her eyes: "You ask me, how would I know! I'm still keeping my integrity, okay... eh. Wait, isn't this our biological daughter!"

"I'm mainly curious, are all children like this?"

The eldest lady thought about it seriously this time, and then nodded: "Don't say it, I remember that I was quite naughty when I was a child, and my dad said that I didn't look like a girl at all. She started saving the world, punishing rape and eradicating evil at the age of five or six? It seems that this girl has inherited this characteristic of my eldest lady."

"Actually, when I was a child, I almost took up the vase route of playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting." Xiaoxue somehow heard her parents talking about her here, and suddenly came over in disgust, holding up a dollar in her hand. A pack of crispy noodles filled my mouth with the smell of edible essence. "My mother taught me to play the piano when I was a child and practiced it for more than three years... Ah! I finally got a set! This card is my first time See you!"

I turned my head and looked at the big naughty child who was leaning on my shoulder. She was holding a small greasy card in her hand, and I remembered that I had not had this expression since I was eight and a half years old. I suddenly became curious about my daughter's future growth process: "You also learned music, chess, calligraphy and painting? How did you develop such virtue later?"

Xiaoxue tilted her head and glanced at Lin Xue: "My mother can play Hotel California and it will sound like a California guest house. What do you think?"

I:"……"

The eldest lady finally couldn't bear it any longer and flew into a rage. She took out a pan from her pocket and chased Xiaoxue around the room: "Stop! You naughty kid, stop right here, don't you hear me! I'll talk to your dad as soon as possible. Find a cram school for you! I asked you to start tutoring before you were born, I don’t believe I can’t train you! I asked you to stop and hear me!!”

There was a flurry of excitement in the living room, with the eldest lady’s roar and the giggling voices of naughty children running around. Cyndia held spicy dried fish soaked in soybeans and essence in her mouth, and rolled her big eyes: "Uncle It’s such a lively home.”

"I really hope these guys can be quiet for a while." I felt my head was as big as a bucket, and then I felt my head sinking slightly, and a "chirp" sound came from the top of my head, and then a little crow came. Following its ears, shoulders, sleeves, and arms, it rolled and crawled down like an acrobat. This ten-centimetre-tall mini Medivh looked around dizzy, then jumped up and knocked on my breast pocket. It wasn't until Tinker Bell poked his head out of his pocket and happily flew out with the little crow that I understood what this little Medivh was here for: she came to play with Tinker Bell.

As her owner, I am worth about the same as a residential building...

It was dinner time, and I guessed that someone was about to show up, and sure enough, almost as soon as I had this idea. A twisted translucent vortex appeared in the air not far away. Then Sandora's figure emerged from the whirlpool.

Early in the morning, she went to Shadow City with me, but the intermediate research department seemed to have some technical progress to report on the deep-submersible ship. I didn’t understand, so I withdrew early - and then accidentally entered by myself. The flower shop and visiting Anweina’s grave. Compared with her own half bucket of water, Sandora is obviously a more dedicated and professional leader. Unexpectedly, she has been delayed in the Shadow City until this time - of course, even if she is delayed until this time, she will never miss a meal. It’s more worth complaining about.

"Arjun, I'm hungry!" Sure enough, this was the first thing Sandora said when she showed up. I pointed in the direction of the kitchen, indicating that my sister and Anweina were still busy. The other party nodded, took a long breath and threw himself on the sand, looking a little tired.

"What happened to the deep-diving ship again?"

I asked casually, and I was almost used to asking this question: The deep-diving project should be the most difficult project that the New Empire has encountered since its establishment, with many twists and turns. Every tiny progress means that the research team has to deal with countless problems day and night. A charge with technical difficulties, you know. "Deep Diving" was a large project that required the joint promotion of many regions in the old empire during its heyday. To the imperial scientists at that time, it was a high-precision project, let alone to us now. Tavel and her research team had nothing but an incomplete blueprint of the deep-diving vessel and a rough goal. They didn't even count crossing the river by feeling for the stones - there weren't even stones in the river.

"The next prototype ship will leave the star port in about two weeks. I plan to conduct another deep dive in a month," Sandora said, rubbing her brows and closing her eyes. "This deep dive will be replaced with a more stable Abyss Gate, and I plan to build it into a stable and reusable deep dive port, just like the Abyss Gate you saw in the wreckage of the world."

I was stunned: "Oh, isn't this going well?"

"My headache is another thing. The fallen apostles may have long-term navigation technology in the shallow depths of the abyss," Sandora shook her head. "In addition, they may also have mastered the detection method of using the gate of the abyss to collect information."

"Using the Gate of the Abyss...what kind of method?"

"In the last ambush battle," Shandora opened her eyes and focused on me, "I have been thinking about which link went wrong. The matter of your meeting with Father God is top secret and cannot be leaked before departure. It is impossible for the intelligence system of the fallen apostles to detect such depth, but every move of the fleet seems to be completely in their eyes... It seems that they have been following your fleet since you left the wreckage of the world, and then predicted Determined the course of the imperial fleet and organized the ambush. Judging from the fleet mobilized by the enemy and subsequent support, it seemed that the preparation time for this ambush was not very sufficient. Considering the concentration of the imperial fleet, they should be The moment you left the wreckage of the world, you were able to grasp the movement of the imperial fleet, and then spent about two hours gathering the fleet at the border and preparing for the battlefield.”

"You mean, our whereabouts were exposed when the world was in ruins..." When I heard this topic, I also became serious.

"It's just a guess. Either there are tracking or monitoring devices of the fallen apostles in the wreckage of the world, or... they 'saw' your fleet through the ancient abyss gate. Personally, I prefer the latter, because if They have the ability and have installed their own facilities in the wreckage of the world. There is no reason to leave you the en-166 samples and the old empire deep dive port there. The fallen apostles themselves have already taken away the things. If they It makes sense to 'see' everything through the gate of the abyss. Because at that time, Father God had led the divine army to station near the wreckage of the world, and God Father personally scanned the wreckage of the world, so that the fallen apostles could see the abyss. The gate and the relics of the old empire don’t dare to show up and act rashly, so they simply wait for you to take away the things and then intercept them halfway, hoping to enjoy the gains - from this aspect, they have half succeeded."

Sandora's words made sense, and I began to face this problem: "In other words... the fallen apostles' technology in the abyss has gradually matured, and now they can use the abyss gates in various places as their own monitors... Hiss, this is a surveillance network of unprecedented scale! Could it be that they want to monitor the entire void? Those things in the abyss are everywhere!"

"It shouldn't be to this extent yet," Sandora continued to shake her head. "Such a monitoring network must require some infrastructure similar to base stations to provide services such as data transfer and enhancement, so the radiation range will not be very far. Fallen Apostle There is definitely no doubt within the country, but outside the country... Probably the data offset within a 'quadrant unit' belongs to the monitored area. This is what I guessed based on the strength of the signal relay station during void communication. The strength of the abyss base station will not Larger than the Void Relay Station—this is Tavel’s opinion.”