Chapter 1,447 Herbs

Shandora and I stayed here in Tavel for most of the afternoon. By the time we understood the progress of several major projects, it was already almost evening. Seeing that they had nothing to do, Ansers and Haran had already left in advance and went back. It was only when Shandora complained that I was hungry that I noticed that it was almost dinner time, so I said goodbye and left.

Coming out of Tavel's office, what we encountered were Tavel's mass projections and mass projections and more mass projections: each of these mass projections leads a research group or project office, wandering on all floors of the research center, It can almost be seen as a landscape in the institute. As Sandora and I walked out, we kept meeting Tavel wearing various signs. We kept saying hello to the same face - sometimes we would say hello to the same person twice. , the other party will also remind you enthusiastically. This feeling is still very weird no matter how long it takes to get used to it. In fact, Tavel is not the only one who uses mass projection to do multi-threaded work. Senior researchers all have this ability, but the only one who uses mass projection to such a crazy scale is the girl with glasses. After I greeted seventeen or eight Tavels in the corridor, I couldn't bear it anymore. I grabbed one of them and made a suggestion: "Tavel, I have been walking for several minutes since I came out of your office, and I haven't left yet." Your sight, don’t you want to say something?”

Tavel didn't know which number he was suddenly caught by, and looked confused: "What do you mean, Your Majesty?"

"You should learn to relax occasionally," I persuaded her. "Even Harlan goes to Sylvia's shop to sit for a while when he has time. Sandora has started watching TV series, and you have also developed. Regarding your personal hobbies and so on, look at the number of clones you have, how many people’s work have you undertaken by yourself?”

"Personal hobbies?" Tavel thought for a while, "Oh, yes, my subordinate has recently developed a personal hobby. And I often go to relax. It's just that my subordinate is good at multi-threaded thinking, so when he is having fun, he doesn't Some of the projections are just working."

I originally just mentioned it casually, wanting to use this topic to persuade Tavel to pay more attention to his body, but I didn’t expect this rigid-looking girl with glasses to actually say that she had a “personal hobby.” Sandora and I were both excited. I became curious: "What are your hobbies?"

"Earth people's sports," the bespectacled girl smiled gently, "I just noticed it not long ago. Many confrontational sports invented by people on earth are very interesting to me... Your Majesty, do you want to take a look? Some of my mass projections I’m relaxing in the open space behind the institute.”

I originally wanted to accompany Sandora to go shopping in the food street and then go home, but now I couldn’t suppress my curiosity. Even Sandora next to me looked very interested. Nodding: "Take us to see."

Tavel immediately took us through the central corridor of the institute and came to an open hall where we could directly see the back square. Sandora and I looked at the square behind the institute. Stunned and speechless.

An area was enclosed by a floating barrier in the square. More than twenty Tavels, wearing red and white sweatshirts, were lively playing football in the open space...

There is a huge holographic image floating above the open space, which simply displays a few numbers, which are the scores of the current game. The scores are simply thrilling: 1896 to 1897, and in the blink of an eye, the score has become 1897 vs. 1897.

"Your Majesty has reminded you before to take a rest and divert your attention," Tavel (Quality Projection) said happily behind us. "My Majesty has only recently realized your Majesty's good intentions and put your own attention on it." Part of the threads are freed up to process some low-intensity data. If the loop is carried out in this way, the overall efficiency of the clone group is indeed improved, and the process error rate is also reduced by about 1%. 'Changing Mood' is really a magical thing."

Sandora and I: "..."

"Then, I always feel that you have misunderstood something subtly," I looked at Tavel with the corner of my mouth twitching. There are thousands of doubts in my mind. But in the end, he could only hold back one sentence, "Do you know the rules of football?"

"Not very clear." Tavel shrugged indifferently, "I only know that I have to kick the ball into the opponent's goal, but this is too difficult for Xiling Apostle, so my subordinates added some restrictions. For example, you can't use gravity control, you can't use force fields to block it, you can't use things like time-space transformation, if you just rely on body coordination, this exercise is quite interesting."

"How long have you been playing?" Sandora asked with a black line in her head.

Tavel thought for a while: "It's been two days. I was studying basketball before, and I started studying football after the score exceeded five digits."

I felt that I could no longer continue on this topic, so I quickly took Sandora’s hand and left the institute. When we left, the score on the field had just exceeded the 1900-1900 mark - I felt that I might never I can't look at football anymore.

"Actually, this is not bad," Sandora also sighed, "Tavel thinks this is interesting, it's just for her to switch threads anyway, it doesn't matter if she organizes two hundred shadow clones to build blocks - it's better than spending all day Strong in the game.”

I briefly thought about the grand occasion when more than two hundred Tavels were put together into a pile of building blocks, and finally the one-to-one Neuschwanstein Castle was restored. I suddenly felt like my brain was trembling, and I didn’t dare to think about it anymore.

In winter, the days are short and the nights are long. The time in Shadow City and the watch world are synchronized. Recently, I also used a winter-style theme bag, so when I led Sandora to forage for food in the food street and came back, it was almost completely dark. Now, we are walking hand in hand on the still lively streets of Shadow City. I am carrying a bag of snacks that I plan to go back to distribute to a group of little girls. Sandora is carrying... Oh, she is carrying nothing now. Now, she eats as fast as ever, I can’t even describe it.

I have already said hello to my family before and will not go back for dinner tonight, so Sandora and I can stroll around the city for a while. The latter is actually not very interested in shopping. "Going to the streets to find food" can be said to be going out. The only attraction for Her Majesty the Queen, but I can see that what Sandora enjoys is not shopping, but the leisure time walking with me: the work pressure has been relatively high recently, and it’s time for both of us to relax. .

Counting from the day when the daily life I was familiar with completely collapsed, more than five years have passed without my realizing it. Everything in the Shadow City also seemed to be turned upside down. The deserted and strange mirror city that could even remind people of horror movies has now become the most prosperous "City of Gods" and "Holy Land" in the void. Only two things here have remained unchanged. , the first is that Pandora’s casual recruitment advertisements can still be seen everywhere in the city’s promotional images, and the second is that there are still strangely designed themed bags hanging in the sky, and no matter what theme bag, a clock must be hung - if you If you have to think of an urban theme culture for Shadow City, then these two things should be it.

Sandora and I unknowingly left the downtown area and came to a relatively clean place around the city's water system. The two sides of this moat are one of the quietest areas in Shadow City after nightfall, because strictly speaking this place is a mermaid residential area. Swimming in the moat is treated as trespassing, so it is naturally quiet here. It is now the time when the lights are on, and the wide and gentle slopes on both sides of the moat are also shrouded in soft light. The street lights here are all specially made. The photon generator and magnetic barrier ensure that the light will only illuminate one side of the road and not the river. This is also strongly requested by the mermaids living in the water: the freshwater mermaid tribe submitted a serious report and complained. In the middle of the night, some people used strong light to illuminate their own windows, so the street lamps on both sides of the moat were replaced with high-end products like this.

There were not many pedestrians on the bank of the moat, and half of the passers-by in twos and threes were couples or young couples who came out to relax. And just as I was leading Shandora to the next feeding place, a slow and soft voice suddenly came from behind. : "Ah - it's Chen, and Sandora -"

I turned around and looked. Sure enough, it was Sylvia. This silver-haired mole was out for a rare stroll today, and there was someone accompanying her, a girl I didn't recognize with short pink hair, and a silver-white necklace hanging on her chest. The small metal plate... Needless to say, Xiling.

This girl has a new face every time we meet, and now I finally realize how prescient Qian Qian was to hang a sign around her neck.

"Hey," I stepped forward and said hello to Sylvia, "It's really rare. You actually go out after eight o'clock in the evening."

Then I asked Sylvia to react next to me. He turned around and chatted with Xiling for a while. He hadn't seen this "racial consciousness" for quite some time. I don’t know if her work and life are on the right track. This strange girl who is slightly out of touch with the real world is the top administrator of the Imperial Data Network. Now she has given many data processing tasks suitable to her to the other party, but Xiling's identity is the network, and her work is entirely on the network. It is carried out in the space, so we can often see her wandering around outside doing nothing, giving the impression that she is very leisurely. Nowadays, Xiling still lives with Tavel. The girl with glasses finally met such a once-in-a-lifetime research subject, so naturally she is not willing to let go for a moment. And Xiling herself seems to like Tavel quite a lot - she doesn't The feeling of "being studied" makes me feel that Tavel is a good senior who takes good care of himself. Sometimes I think that if these two people stay together longer, maybe there will be someone in the empire who is second only to Asida. The sisters' lily group...

I chatted with Xi Ling for a long time, and Sylvia finally reacted. She smiled warmly and said to me and Sandora: "Good evening - actually I was sleeping in the store at first - yes Bellavilla suddenly woke up - and then she fell asleep again halfway through the walk - and when I woke up, I found myself around the moat - so I continued walking - and then I met Xiling..."

I almost fell asleep after hearing her say such a long sentence, you know what?

"The symbiosis between you and Bella Villa is really..." Sandora couldn't help complaining, "So you often wake up and find yourself in some strange place for no reason?"

"That's not the case -" Sylvia shook her head slowly, "Bellavilla will share memories - but I rarely come out - so no matter where I go, it feels like a strange place..."

I sighed, feeling that it was too difficult to communicate with Sylvia. The interval between two sentences she said was almost enough for a Japanese manga hero.

And while Sylvia slowly introduced to us the status of her and Bella Vera's union, Xiling wandered around boredly, and soon found something that interested her: there were flowers in the decorative bushes on the roadside. There were a few low plants that looked out of place with the surrounding shrubs. They looked like weeds. She stepped forward and touched them, raised her head and greeted us: "What do you think these are?"

I went over and took a look and found that the plant looked familiar. Its leaves are very distinctive. There are two neat rows of small leaves arranged symmetrically on both sides of the main petiole. After searching for the meager botanical knowledge in my stomach, I finally remembered what it was and I was full of confidence. Introduction: "This is Mimosa, a plant on earth. As long as its leaves are touched, this grass will close..."

Xiling shook the petiole of the plant vigorously while muttering: "But why doesn't it move?"

I was stunned for a moment, and after being embarrassed for a long time, I explained with a silly smile: "...Maybe this person is thick-skinned."

"You are so thick-skinned!" A sharp voice suddenly sounded at our feet. The "Mimosa" suddenly shook its leaves as if to express its protest, "I am a forest spirit, not a Mimosa. Is it easy for me to find a place to sleep!"

Xiling thought for a while, then suddenly reached out to dig the soil under the plant: "The mimosa has spoken!"

I was still surprised when the plant suddenly started shaking more violently. Then he opened Xi Ling's hand with his own blades twice, and climbed up with all his strength: "Hey, don't move, don't move! Why are you so reckless! I'll come out, I'll come out, I know how to sleep on the public road It's wrong to occupy public green space, but your city is too big, okay? It's five hundred meters from here to the nearest teleportation point, five hundred meters! You know what five hundred meters is... Hey, who can help? When I touched it, my roots seemed to be entangled with the bushes next to me."

I ignored my surprise and hurriedly dug the plant out of the soil with Xi Ling. We were really stunned when it...he or she showed his true face: there is nothing surprising about the plant part. . In addition to the upper leaves, it also has brown roots about half a foot long below, and between the leaves and roots is an enlarged rod-shaped stem. But surprisingly, in addition to the plant parts, it also has The mechanical part extends from its roots and stems, which are some complex and exquisite mechanical legs. Their style is very similar to that of the Toberu Zerg, with rounded arcs and bionic joint mechanisms.

"Are these residents of Shadow City too?" I scratched my head and was confused. This is obviously an intelligent creature in front of me. Despite the vegetal appearance, see those mechanical feet. I really don’t know if I should count it as half an animal...

In fact, this is not the first time that I have been surprised to see strange residents in the Shadow City. In this capital of all worlds that connects the entire macro world, countless strange creatures come and go every day, making their races... If the names are arranged, let alone circle the earth, even if the earth is wound into a ball of twine, it will be rich. Therefore, many residents who live in Shadow City are accustomed to this environment. It is not unusual to get up early and go out to say hello to Shitou Atsuko on the curb. , so when I saw a mimosa (although it/she/he firmly denied this) jumping around in front of my eyes, I was just surprised that I had not heard of such a race settling in the Shadow City recently. I feel that its life form is too strange: although I was really shocked at first.

"I came with the caravan!" The mimosa plant ran briskly on the ground. When it/she/he ran, its roots would roll up to prevent wear on the ground, and at the same time, it relied on the machinery below. I used my feet to move my body. I noticed that there was no obvious friction sound when those mechanical feet moved, so it should be a bionic power mechanism with lower output but higher efficiency. A plant... a herbal race, how to study it These technologies were developed? How did their civilization start?

"Caravan," Sandora nodded, "Well, the Void Consortium has been doing very well recently. Many businessmen in the macro world have been attracted, and even some hidden races that were rarely heard of before have also ventured. You come out a lot. What race are you from?"

"Lin Jing, I told you Lin Jing!" Mimosa jumped on the ground, "Are you the urban management? Or the sub-district office? I heard from the guide that these two departments are responsible for managing residents' behavioral regulations. I occupy green space and destroy the landscape. The bush shouldn’t be a big problem?”

"You don't know who we are?" I talked to a mimosa in a very awkward manner. I didn't know which part of it/her/him to look at while talking: where is the head and where is the body? .

"I don't know." Mimosa, who calls herself a forest spirit, shook her leaves. "I can't see you. My auxiliary photoreceptor is burned out. It won't grow until tomorrow. Now I can only rely on the infrared light of the plant." I sensed the outline. I just came here and I’m not familiar with the place. This city is too big, too big, and you don’t even have convenient flower beds for the plant species. I searched along this road for a long time. Only the soil under the landscape trees beside the road can be dug, which is inconvenient, really inconvenient..."

I looked at this chattering "intelligent plant" and found it quite interesting. The most distinctive thing about Shadow City is this situation: every time a strange new race appears, a bunch of "survival plants" will be produced to match it. "Act". After the mermaids moved in, there were saltwater residential areas and freshwater residential areas in Shadow City. After a certain robot race moved in, there was an additional charging socket under the convenience terminal in the street (this socket is under the control of the food supervision department), and Now there is another herbaceous race that needs to be rooted in the soil to sleep... I am thinking that some public green spaces in the city should be opened.

At this time, the Mimosa was still complaining: "...Unlucky, really unlucky, how come we are the only ones in trouble among so many caravans. We thought we could gain insights by coming to the world, but why did we end up colliding with each other?" I got on the ghost ship, the cargo is gone, I even burned out a component, and now I’m almost a refugee..."

I suddenly woke up: "Wait, you said you hit a ghost ship!?"

(Recently I’m reading Battleship Reborn - don’t complain about the title. I just read the first part and found it quite interesting. Although the conspiracy-oriented plot and the fast pace of the opening chapter have some flaws, it can be used knowledge-oriented in the context of online literature. It feels very valuable to write about science fiction instead of taking the route of upgrading and practicing. If you are interested, you can go and read it. Also: as always, I have no responsibility to recommend the book. Don’t blame me if you are fooled later, I have just read the opening chapter) Welcome to (.) m..reading. )