Chapter 1588: Some Subsequent Events

By the time we returned to the Imperial District, it was already the afternoon of the second day—3:30 pm capital time.

The reason for delaying this day was not for anything else, but to drag the sanctuary world into the empire. Although the Abyss Zone has been rendered harmless by the Abyss Spirit, and the surrounding pollution has also turned into inertia, the abyss environment is not suitable for the survival of ordinary races after all. Even if it is inert, it is harmful. Those remnants of the old empire are still in the Empire Zone. Live a safer life. In fact, if it is just to resettle refugees, there is no need to drag the entire universe over. After all, all the survivors now live on one planet, and their number is not large. However, after a wider range of scans, we found many abandoned ruins throughout the universe. Considering that these things can still be used when rebuilding, even if they are not used, they can be taken apart for Tavel to play with, so Sandora simply waved her pen and wrote the word "move" in the background radiation of the universe.

Then the whole world was demolished.

Now this world has settled in the Empire District and has begun a series of infrastructure construction.

A large number of engineering ships are busy in space. This is an open area less than one astronomical unit away from the "Sanctuary Planet". The engineering troops want to build a permanent world gate here to connect this universe with other parts of the empire. Integrated into the world network. Every new territory must be dealt with in this way. Building the World Gate is the first step. The second step is to build a sovereign hub deep in the universe. If the universe is set as a military or industrial world, a large number of imperial bases will also be built. ——But the last step is not needed here. The civilians on the sanctuary planet have no idea that a door to a new world is opening so close to their own planet, nor do they know how many starships are traveling around their galaxy to prepare for their future lives. , but even if they don’t know anything, they are still experiencing the most earth-shaking moment in tens of thousands of years: the Lost Gods Cult announced to the world that the dark years when civilization was frozen are over.

Countless priests - who do not know the truth of history - received a carefully rhetorical propaganda document from the Holy City Cathedral. This propaganda document was formulated many years ago and was just revised yesterday. The promotional document was completed and used a doctrinal method to explain the forgiveness of mankind by the God of Technology and the God of Magic, as well as the process by which the Supreme God reopened the God's Forge. And it roughly announced a schedule for fully opening up global heritage sites in the next few years, as well as plans for rebuilding various private academic organizations. The priests also announced even more shocking news to the people: Due to the extraordinary grace of God, technological revival organizations around the world have received "religious pardons". These revivalists were cleared of heresy charges, and the extreme among them Elements and radicals will be punished by human laws, but ordinary scholars who were once considered heretics will be free. The impact of this announcement is almost as much as the news of the end of the "technical winter", and it is very likely to reduce the majesty of the Lost Religion, but everything is within the plan of those old people: the church will continue to weaken, and slowly If the influence is reduced, it may eventually become a purely philosophical organization or spiritual symbol. No longer possesses divine authority. It may even disappear completely after thousands of years. This is the result they want. The world is about to usher in a new order, and it no longer needs chains.

Of course, in a short period of time the church will still have to rule the world, and it will continue to maintain its authority so that it can completely control the revival process of the entire civilization. The explosive resurgence after the technological winter can easily get out of control. The wise old elves know that someone must steer the ship in the coming storm and waves. This mission can only be undertaken by the Lost Church of God - this was also their realization when they established the church many years ago.

There are many more things to come:

The masked ones will appear in front of the world with a new image, and those revivalists who have been under house arrest so far (many of them have been under house arrest for almost a lifetime) have also received the news that "the pollution has subsided." They have been trapped by this desperate situation. The truth drove them crazy, but now that the dark clouds have receded, there is no need for these people to remain incarcerated. Most of them will have the opportunity to return to normal society, while a small number of them will be transferred to the neurology department - they are overjoyed, sad, and even more crazy.

Various schools and private scientific research organizations are quietly being established. On the surface, these teams are completely formed spontaneously by the private sector. There is actually the shadow of the Lost God Religion behind them. They will use various channels to subtly change the people's way of thinking. It only takes one or two generations to cultivate new enterprising power. The younger generation used to be the biggest factor of instability and even disaster in this world, but now the Lost Gods Cult will personally cultivate young people who are more active and creative than before, and the ship of civilization has set sail again. It needs younger and stronger sailors.

Some spiritual monks are planning matters regarding public opinion. This is a relatively long task that takes time to advance slowly: they must find ways to tell the truth to the people bit by bit and change the atmosphere and direction of public opinion in the entire society. Eventually, ordinary people will be able to rekindle their interest in the starry sky above their heads - this work needs to be carried out in conjunction with the previous plan.

In short, everything is going according to plan, everything seems to be developing smoothly, and the world no longer has to worry about facing the dangerous situation of the end of the world if there is a slight mistake - now they have a backing, even if something goes wrong in the revival process, There are also empires and other dependents who will come to help: a large number of assistance personnel from the Galactic Civilization Community, the New Eden Federation and the Exiles United Fleet are already in place. They are experienced, well-equipped, and have abundant theoretical reserves and practical case reserves. They are The team that specializes in solving such problems has been active in the empire for a long time and has a good reputation. Qian Qian named them "Rebirth Company". That’s right, this is a group of ultimate businessmen who specialize in providing reconstruction services to other civilizations. Their service projects include reconstruction after a race is on the verge of extinction, reconstruction after the disintegration of a civilization, comforting the people after a world-class disaster, etc. You can’t even think of it. Ganxiang's business also undertakes various technical consultations and colonial star leasing.

Now these members of the Rebirth Company have built workstations on the back of the satellite of the sanctuary planet. Some representatives are in contact with the Lost God Cult. Because the latter itself has a careful reconstruction plan, it seems that this business of the Rebirth Company will be more difficult. Perhaps only technical consultation and equipment support can be discussed. But they don't seem to care much about it: after all, most of their activity funds come from the government of their respective civilizations, and this is a semi-public welfare organization - what should I do if I think of the Animal Protection Association?

I really didn’t expect that these races that had experienced post-disaster reconstruction would have such a magical new industry, and they also developed rapidly and formed a cross-world company. Even Sandora said it was unheard of - it seems that the new empire is for the dependents. The relaxed and gentle environment provided and various clan policies that can enhance cohesion have produced considerable unexpected gains. How could the old empire have this?

Thinking about it for a moment, it seems that there are really many amazing businesses in the Empire District today. There are void-level mercenary organizations, "colonial merchants" who manufacture artificial planets for wholesale and retail, there are "MRT Lulutong" moving companies that provide mass migration of races and even planets, and there is "Yiwu" that spans the entire macro world. "Small Commodity Wholesale Market" (yes, that's the name, who dares to have an opinion on Qianqian's name), and the empire itself provides the technical foundation for the above business (not everyone can build the World Gate) It is still the largest manufacturer in the world... Although we never charge fees, what we charge is "loyalty".

One final word: The most amazing thing is that I recently discovered that the Fiari Void Consortium has a foothold in almost all of the above industries. Except that they really can't create the world like the empire, they are almost becoming all-round businessmen. That hawker queen is amazing! Jingle bell on top. Their civilization level has just broken through the world barrier. How did these geniuses evolve?

I really can’t imagine what these strange organizations in the empire will look like after the entire Xiling Apostle family is deified: There is always a sign hanging next to the Temple of the World Tree that reads “Stop stalls are strictly prohibited within a hundred meters of heaven.” But the Xiling God System has established diplomatic relations with a group of void vendors. We have really taken a completely different path from the Star Territory...

The day after returning. Shadow City Military District, Headquarters.

I withdrew my gaze from the holographic projection in front of me, and saw that the world of the shelter was beginning to be rebuilt, which made me feel a lot happier. Then I thought about Celine's stunned look when I formally bid farewell to Celine two days ago, and the little girl Ellu. The sight of him jumping up and down and shouting about going to Tenjin's forge to help Tenjin burn the furnace... made him feel even happier. Celine seems interested in coming to Shadow City to live, but she still wants to wait until Ellu is an adult before discussing this matter. I respect her choice, but I can still bring them to Shadow City for a few days in two days, which is considered a concession. The mother and daughter, who live a hard life, can enjoy a few days of happiness in advance.

I exhaled. Putting his thoughts back from the slightly irrelevant trivial matters, he raised his eyes and looked at the woman sitting opposite him: black hair, black skirt, calm temperament, and a huge black box beside him, which was Abyss Xiling.

"Are you really not going to meet those elves?" I looked at the former mortal enemy in front of me. Today... a woman who can be regarded as an ally said, "They have been waiting for you for 70,000 years, and the oldest generation of the three elves still remember you."

"They have completed the task very well. The agreement between me and them has ended and there is nothing to follow, so this kind of meeting is meaningless," Abyss Xiling's tone was calm and calm, "meaningless things are best Do less and waste energy."

I smiled: "It's really standard Xiling thinking. Sandora was the same as you five years ago."

"I believe she is the same now. This is the nature of the Xiling apostle and cannot be changed." Abyss Xiling shook his head, "And what about those elves... meeting them? They still remember me, but I don't I don’t think I have anything to say to a group of strangers without remembering them.”

"You have completely erased your own memory. We have searched through all the databases in the Abyss Zone and still can't find the asylum record of that world." I pulled the corner of my mouth helplessly and quickly checked on the data terminal. Flicking through the reports, he said, "Now we are in trouble - no one knows what that thing you stuffed into the God Forge was. At least tell the God Forge, you know that you After closing the door of the shelter, you have to clear your memory. Why don't you know to save the truth about the things in the storage room somewhere else? It will be a big headache for future generations."

After closing the shelter, in order to prevent himself or other contaminated apostles from destroying the protective layer he had just established, Abyss Xiling took a drastic preventive measure, which was to remove all the information in the shelter world from the data network. It was deleted in the middle, and now it seems that the deletion is really clean: Abyss Xiling was even more surprised than us when we learned that there was a clean world deep in the abyss zone. Then the problem came up - even she couldn't remember what the things she gave to the God's Forge were for.

Abyss Xiling rubbed her forehead, as if she really needed to use her "brain" to think: "I don't think I will make such a stupid mistake - in fact, I would rather believe that I did tell the secret of the storage warehouse back then. The host of the God’s Forge, but the latter forgot about it, or she didn’t listen at all back then.”

I thought about it and couldn't help sweating on my forehead: "Don't say it, it's really possible. Those crazy people created by Huesca..."

I had an unprecedented tacit understanding with Abyss Xiling: when we mentioned the insane AI, we both lowered our heads and sighed at the same time.

"In short, we can only leave it to Tavel and her scientific research team. I hope they can figure out what that thing is as soon as possible." I looked into Abyss Xiling's eyes, "But I would like to ask you personally. What do you think - about that weird thing that looks like a bunch of ice cream balls?"

"You have so many adjectives," Abyss Xiling said while sitting on the sofa, unconsciously stroking the black box beside her, "Personal guess... I'm not good at this form of thinking, but I do have some ideas. I agree with what you said - that equipment doesn't look like something created by the Empire. It was probably not made by me back then. I got it from somewhere else. If I have to say... I suspect it is related to the 'other shore' for three reasons: First of all, it was made by me back then. The empire is about to collapse, and the things I tried my best to preserve at the last moment must be extremely important. After excluding the empire's property, it seems that only the creations on the other side have this value; secondly, the technical level of that thing is obviously quite high. Don't you mean it Does it have the power to transform the abyss, or even purify those star ring fragments? This kind of thing is now the top technology of the gods and the empire. There was no such advanced third-party civilization near the empire at that time, so I suspect that it comes from the other side; in the end, the third Three points... I tried to put myself in the same situation again in the virtual environment, and wanted to see what choice I would make in such a desperate situation, and then I found that what I cared about most was to let 'later people' know.' The other side exists, and knows about building bridges. This matter is even as important in my mind as the empire."

Abyss Xiling finally sighed: "In that situation, I was not sure how many imperial fires could survive, so the relics I protected were not just for the survivors. Whether it was the Gods or another powerful It doesn’t matter if it’s a mortal civilization, in short, it doesn’t matter who it is, as long as they can realize the cataclysm of the void and build the bridge - maybe the relics in the God’s Forge are to tell others about the existence of the ‘other shore’.”

After listening to Abyss Xiling's confession, I remained speechless for a moment. Then he changed the topic: "Speaking of which, another problem was unexpectedly solved this time - the tree elves finally know what the 'return memory' of their mother tree is."

"Tree elves?" Abyss Xiling raised his eyelids, "I'm not very interested in them, but it doesn't hurt to listen to you."

"Actually, the Green Star really didn't return. The mother tree's memory of the voyage was an illusion. Although it sounds strange, that plant did produce hallucinations." I laughed. "Didn't the tree elves escape in two groups back then? The first batch was on the Green Star, and the second batch failed to escape and was trapped in the Sanctuary Universe. When Mother Tree rushed out of the Empire Zone, she learned about the situation of the second batch of fleeing troops who failed to escape successfully. Although the subsequent The specific mechanism is not clear yet, but the plant was depressed, and then it had hallucinations due to the intense depression, and it began to imagine that it would return to the Empire District to kill everyone and rescue other elves... that's what happened."

Therefore, people like Abyss Xiling were stunned at this moment: "...A tree, it is depressed?! And it can also think about it? Are you sure that there is no problem with this investigation result?"

"Anyway, that's what the report the tree elves gave me said," I raised the data terminal in my hand, "Didn't the Green Star Tree Elf and the Sanctuary Tree Elf reunite? There were a group of old men and women on each side yesterday. There was a warm and friendly gathering in the afternoon. After one-third of the people had a heart attack and were sent to rescue, the remaining two-thirds decided to go to the Mother Tree to pray and tell the Mother Tree the good news of the 'wanderers' reunion'. Then...well, the report said that an old elf heard the mother tree's murmur and translated it, finally uncovering the mystery of the 'return memory'. All the elves present had a brief discussion and jointly agreed to pay more attention in the future. Mother Tree Mental Health Resolutions.”

Abyss Xiling listened blankly, with a strange expression: "This... even a plant has such complex emotions, the world of mortal races is really unreasonable."

"Get in touch with the 'mortal' world you talk about, and there will be many things that will surprise you." I finally finished processing the report at hand, stretched myself and stood up, "By the way, why did you appear in my house so early in the morning? In the office?"

I've been holding back this question for several hours, and now I can't help but ask it. It's okay if someone else shows up here. Even if they come over and cause trouble, it's normal, but Abyss Xiling stayed in my office early in the morning. What is the situation? First of all, she doesn't seem to be such a idle person, and secondly... after all, she is also the current commander-in-chief of the Abyss Zone (and has become the sole commander-in-chief again). I almost feel uncomfortable having such a person sitting in the office chatting with me. died.

Abyss Xiling glanced at me, opened his mouth and scared me:

"Let's see if there are any sequelae after you blew yourself up. After all, you are my logical father."