Chapter 1,492 Malfunction?

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We learned from Bingtis that there was something wrong with the world managed by Uncle Kenser. He didn't even bother to eat dinner and went to help his followers solve their problems.

"It seems that the management system data overflowed, causing some celestial bodies to suddenly become unobservable. The scope of the impact was too wide, and the system's own compensation and masking functions could not keep up." Bingtis spread his wings to try to see if the new brush works. , while telling us, "The management system version used by Kenser is a bit too old. The stability is good, but the speed is really slow."

Originally, this was just a trivial matter that didn't attract much attention. After all, the five-man group of gods always had a lot of problems, but this time I felt a little strange and couldn't help but look down at my pocket: "By the way... Ding-dang today The World Tree also called the police..."

"Ah, yes, we also saw abnormal phenomena," Lin Xue lay on the sofa and clicked through the channels, "Such as large-scale optical distortion, the scenery outside flickered like a TV screen with poor signal, but Ordinary people don’t seem to see it.”

"Things in your sight 'flickered'?" Bingtis stopped brushing his wings, "It sounds like there's something wrong with the 'expression'... It's probably another data overflow, part of the data from the world management terminal. Overflow will cause observation abnormalities in some areas of the world. Viewing the entire world as a precise holographic image is equivalent to the sudden appearance of noise on the image... Well, you probably won't be interested in hearing this, but what next? Did Dingdang find anything wrong with the inspection?"

"There's no problem," Dingdang took half of his head out of his pocket, "The World Tree has self-checked and it was confirmed that it was just a normal minor overflow. It was repaired on the spot. Dingdang's management system is better than Kenser's. Use it!"

"Stop talking nonsense. Does your system have any advantages other than being stupid to operate?" Bingtis sneered, "Anyway, I will send a report to the God Realm tomorrow. Kense is a serious malfunction, and all of a sudden The world management systems of two gods have the same problem, so it would be better to tell the old guys in the Pantheon, otherwise they would be so idle that they would almost grow mushrooms."

As an expert, Bingtis didn't seem to pay much attention to this "failure". As a layman, I finally felt at ease, as long as it didn't develop into another troublesome incident. I was tormented by these messy things every now and then. Even if I get used to it, I can't stand it.

At this time, Little Bubble suddenly ran over and tugged on the corner of my clothes, waking me up from my thoughts. The little girl held a book in her hand, raised her head and greeted me cutely: "Dad! Story!"

I was excited at that time: The little girl has learned a new word!

What Little Bubble is holding is the storybook I bought for her last time. Although the stories written by humans are far less rich and interesting than what happens every day in Shadow City and Macro World, those wild imaginations still fascinate this girl, so She often pesters the adults at home to tell her stories. This is actually a very strange habit for a Xiling host, because Little Bubble has the ability to directly scan all human media, and then instantly complete the world like her mother. All novels. But this girl has obviously changed her habits and some common sense in the process of living with us. She has the performance of a host, but she prefers this "ordinary" way of cognition in her daily life. Perhaps for her, "listen to the adults" "Storytelling" is not just a process used to read new data. It’s more of an entertainment and game.

Anyway, I saw that it was still early for dinner, so I sat down on the sofa with Little Bubble in my arms, and opened the book of world fables: Ever since I learned that Lilina has been making up random stories for the children at home. After destroying the three views. I pay special attention to the process of reshaping the children's outlook on life. One of the important steps is to buy them some normal reading materials. At least they don't let them think that Tang Monk is actually going to Tianzhu to buy pirated books...

See the daily "repertoire" coming up. A large group of naughty children at home immediately gathered around me. Little Bubble and Little Doll took the seats closest to my left and right. Xiaoxue, a person as big as her, didn’t have much progress yet and shamelessly gathered on the sofa, while Little Crow just showed off. I'm so good at birds, I jumped directly on the back of the sofa and squatted down to wait to hear the story. In the end, even the little fox came over and she lay down on my feet, covering me with her tail like a quilt. Your legs are all wrapped up... By the way, aren't you usually a fox fairy who claims to have practiced Taoism for thousands of years, and you are mature and stable and not as knowledgeable as a child?

"I'm interested in the stories made up by humans," the fox fairy girl curled her tail lazily, "They have improved a lot over the past few thousand years, but the biggest improvement is their ability to make up stories... Please tell me quickly, this fox fairy What else can you say to warm your legs.”

I shrugged and opened the storybook: "Let me tell you an old story first. The fox ate grapes... Well, this seems inappropriate."

The fox fairy girl's ears suddenly became stunned: "Is there anything inappropriate! Tell me quickly, tell me quickly, someone from our family has appeared!"

I didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "This one is really inappropriate... Let's look at the next one, you are a fake tiger..."

I think this story is even worse than the one just now!

Under the suspicious gaze of the fox fairy girl, I turned the book back with a slight sweat on my forehead: "Oh, here is a story about a crow and a fox where the fox is more exposed. A crow stood on a tree, holding something in its mouth. Holding a piece... we can’t even talk about this!”

The silly bird who was squatting on the back of the sofa and looked happy when he heard the appearance of his compatriots was suddenly surprised: "Huh?"

I closed the book and looked at the fox and the crow seriously: "This story can easily cause conflicts between you two..."

I flipped through the book, and it turned out that 70 to 80 percent of the stories above were in conflict with the Fox Fairy or the Little Crow. I was wondering what kind of luck the editor of this book had to get all these stories. When we gathered them together, I lamented why our ancestors had to torment a bunch of wild animals when making up stories. Of course, what I lamented even more was: Why didn’t I think there was anything wrong with these stories when I read them back then?

"Boss, now you know how well-intentioned I am in making up those new fairy tales for Little Bubbles and the others," Lilina emerged from behind the sofa like a ghost, whispering into the back of my neck in a faint tone. , "If you scroll back, there is a story about a fox stealing a chicken and being led into a trap by a clever hound. To Sister Fox, this is almost a ghost story..."

"That's better than those things of yours that ruin your outlook on life." I flipped through the storybook stubbornly, trying to find a story with a little crow or a fox fairy appearing, and a story with a brighter cause and outcome. I really found one, although the story was a bit simple, at the level of a primary school textbook, "A crow was thirsty and saw a half-filled bottle of water by the stream..."

"Master, Master, I thought of this!" the little crow suddenly cried out excitedly, "Then the crow went to the creek to drink enough water and flew away, right? Crows are very smart!"

Me: "...Lilina. Take out your storybook. I will never buy this thing for Little Bubbles again!"

Exhausted mentally and physically, I threw the storybook into my portable space. I vaguely felt that the naughty kids in my family didn't seem to need normal people's outlook on life. Normal guys seemed to have no chance of surviving in our high-energy race. Go down. Lilina was finally satisfied and took out the collection of stories she had made up. She pushed me aside: "Boss, let me tell you stories now. Let's start with some chattering people and talented people who read at night. With the vixen..."

As soon as I heard this beginning, I rushed everyone away without saying a word, and then left the scene dragging Lord Fox Fairy by his tail. Master Fox Fairy was dragged back by me while scratching on the ground: "Let go! Let go! This is the story of our clan!"

I grabbed Master Fox Fairy's tail hard and dared not let go: "You'd better not listen. It's too early for you. It won't be too late to listen to you when you find someone in the future... Lilina! Give it to me." Go back and rewrite something healthy and uplifting!”

Lilina held her collection of super high-energy stories that were not suitable for children and was left hanging on the sofa. After a long time, she started shouting: "Why is this so unhealthy? Liaozhai is the world's earliest animal-eared cute girl book, isn't it! I What’s wrong with re-interpreting it…”

It's a pity that no one listened to what this girl said at this time: for the sake of her own three views. It's better not to listen to Lilina's ghost stories.

The next night was silent, and the next morning, Uncle Kenser came back from his world.

He looked a little tired, and it was obvious that he had to deal with quite a lot of trouble this time. The world management system is also in trouble, and the situation encountered by Kenser seems to be much more serious than that of Dingdang. Dingdang was very concerned about his subordinates and immediately flew over to ask: "Kenser. The situation is very troublesome? Do you want Dingdang to help? Dingdang also has the system installation package at that time..."

Uncle Kenser's expression changed immediately and he waved his hands vigorously: "No, no, captain, just leave it to yourself. Anyway, you have to reload every three to five..."

Kense was talking to Dingdang about the world management system when Bingtis's voice suddenly came from the stairs on the second floor: "The situation is really complicated. Dingdang, Kense, you two had better go to the God Realm to report. "

It is now around ten o'clock in the morning, and today happens to be the day when Sister Bing has regular contact with the God Realm, so according to this time, she should have just reported to the Pantheon. As soon as I heard what she meant, I could guess that God Jie was in trouble: "What's wrong? Are there any other hidden dangers in their management systems?"

"It's not just the two of them," Bingtis jumped directly from the second floor to the living room on the first floor, "I just reported to Pantheon that there are two management gods in the world that are out of order. By the way, I told Lao Zhao at the front desk of Pantheon After chatting for a while, I heard that there have been more than 30 similar fault reports today, which are worthy of submitting a report to the Pantheon. At least they are serious situations like Kenser that need to be repaired by the God of Management himself, and like I'm afraid there are more minor failures that a system like Dingdang can handle on its own, but no one has reported it yet. Now Pantheon is preparing to send survey information to all management gods to count the frequency of failures in the world's management system in the past period. Dingdang followed Kenser had better go to the God Realm, he has to go sooner or later anyway.”

As soon as Bingtis finished speaking, Monina, who was watching TV on the sofa, suddenly took out a crystal plate from her portable space. This was a small device she used to remotely control the world management system, and it was also equivalent to the one used by the gods. At the data terminal, Monina quickly clicked twice on the crystal panel: "I received a message from the Pantheon here. Brother, take a look at yours. There should be one... Lin, take a look too."

Then the three gods gathered together like a local area network to fight Landlords, took out their own crystal boards and started tossing around there. The more I looked at them, the more I thought they looked like the group of people who specialize in using wifi in KFC and McDonald's...

Qian Qian leaned over and took a look curiously, and was immediately surprised: "Why is the format similar to the questionnaire I saw online?"

I became curious when I heard this, and when I went over to see it, it was exactly what Qian Qian said. Although I am not very familiar with the divine writing, but with the online translation function of the Data Network, I can clearly read the statistical letters sent by the Pantheon to gods at all levels:

Have you used the express version of the world management system recently?

Two options below: Yes/No.

If you have used the express version of the world management system, which brand of machine or bulk system did you use?

Here are a bunch of options: Golden Holy Scripture special version (whole machine or separately installed system package)/Pantheon brand machine/Final Order series brand machine/Glow Temple version 8.5 or above/Xifon system/Hemar barebone system/Others Distributed systems or copycat systems without brand, no warranty, no framework, and the origin cannot be traced.

Has the system you are using recently received official upgrades or complete machine replacement?

Yes/No (Users of Sanwu systems do not need to answer this question and all the following questions.)

Then there is a long list of survey options that look real-time and quite professional. At the end of the questionnaire is a sentence: Thank you for participating in Pantheon’s survey. Please keep the original questionnaire properly. You can participate in Pantheon or Pantheon with the return code of this survey. The Brilliant Divine Court has a big lottery every cycle. For specific event details, click to enter the Pantheon navigation file. The final interpretation right of this event belongs to Huo Kefending, the Personnel and Logistics Comprehensive Office on the second floor of the Pantheon. Anyway, it was he who insisted on adding such a lottery at the end of the questionnaire. , ask him for the prize.

I was surprised that the God Realm also engages in activities where survey letters have lottery codes behind them (this is probably because they were inspired by their mortal followers. Of course, it is more likely that the various lottery draws in the mortal world are caused by the interference of information from the God Realm) ), and then I discovered another thing worth complaining about: Monina and the others only filled out the first two questions of the questionnaire, and didn’t write anything after that...

"You all use a copycat system like Dingdang?" I looked at the gods at the scene dumbfounded, "Monina, you too?"

"Do you think there will be people under Dingdang who can use high-end systems?" Bingtis glanced at me sideways, then lowered his head and fiddled with his crystal plate: She also received investigation information from the Pantheon. I leaned over to take a look. Suddenly he felt bad: "...Why did you choose the last option in the second question..."

Bingtis waved his hand nonchalantly: "The world management system I use is written by myself, so of course I can't fill in the product information."

As soon as she finished speaking, Monina Ilson and others immediately huddled in a small pile on the sofa. He was trying hard to reduce his sense of existence, as if he was trying to keep a distance from the whole world. I looked at Bingtis and then at those scumbag students. These are really the same options in different realms. By the way, scumbag students, you live with the top students. How does it feel to be under the same blue sky?

Sandora waited for Bingtis to fill out the questionnaire, then went up to touch the other person's arm: "What do you think happened this time?"

"I don't know. All the old experts in the Pantheon are having headaches. Where can I go to analyze it?" Bingtis leaned back on the sofa. "Anyway, this is definitely not normal. There are indeed problems with the world management system, but failures It doesn't happen that often. In most cases, their self-healing function is enough to cope with all situations. Each management system will preset the various accidents they have to face. Basically, a universe may encounter from birth to annihilation. Corresponding plans can be found in the management system for all situations. Situations like this that require the management gods to repair themselves, and the faults are serious enough to be noticed by mortals... Usually there may not be a report within ten days and a half. "

Sandora raised her eyebrows: "Is it related to the fallen apostle again?"

I suddenly felt excited: "Don't worry, I just have a few days of leisure..."

"It shouldn't have much to do with them," Bingtis waved his hand, "The system is not compatible at all. The world management system used by the gods is different from yours from the most basic part. We just left those things open for the fallen apostles to interfere. , they may not necessarily be able to make such a big fuss, and more importantly, the current reports are all 'normal faults'..."

Qian Qian added casually: "The malfunction itself is not normal."

"Theoretically possible malfunctions are normal malfunctions. Only theoretically impossible malfunctions may be related to the fallen apostles." Bingtis glanced briefly, "For example, you are watching TV and find a bunch of them suddenly popping up. If there are snowflakes, it must be the fault of the TV, but if you look at a ghost emerging from it, then it is the fault of the ghost...ah, one really appears!"

Anweina leaned half of her body out from the TV. She lowered her head and wiped the TV cabinet while muttering: "I'm just here to clean up the room. You can continue talking."

"In short, that's what it means," Bingtis turned around, "The faults encountered so far are all possible when the world management system is running normally. The most common situation is data overflow. This does not seem to be the work of the fallen apostle, and it is not the work of the fallen apostle. It doesn’t make sense to them. The only problem now is: the probability of this kind of normal failure has suddenly increased.”

I thought about it for a long time, and then I thought of something: "By the way, your world management system has also been collectively poisoned... Why do I feel like it's a network virus?"

"The Pantheon has already checked it out. It is not a virus or an abyss infection." Bingtis shook his head. "Ever since we learned about the accident that happened to the old empire, the God Realm was also shocked. We gave all those with the information exchange function Several barriers have been added to everything, and Father God is connected to all networks, so they cannot be poisoned."

I:"……"

Dare to be a creature of the void is a firewall that is common to all versions, right?