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Pitch-black ash replaced the clouds that once drifted over the Heart of Ice, covering the entire island tightly, not allowing a single ray of light to seep in.

The magma was also covered faster than expected, and the eruptions at the moment did not seem to be melted rock, but more like flowing flames.

The jumping, boiling crimson sparks were like spirits in lava, playing and frolicking on this ruined continent, and this crimson land was now their new paradise.

Over time, the lava gradually covered all the places.

However, the reshuffle of Ice Heart Island has only just begun.

Under the darkness of black clouds, without the protection of the guardians, the climate of this island has begun to enter a period of crazy transformation towards the extreme.

Iceheart Island is moving towards its name.

It lives up to its name, and it is so.

And a breeze mixed with the smell of frost officially kicked off the prelude to this climate change.

It flowed into Tesla's body, into Edison's veins, and into the spirit of that entire era, like an electric current on the eve of the Industrial Revolution.

"Whew-" The wind swept across the island without hindrance.

As the breeze passed, the temperature on the island began to drop at a rate visible to the naked eye.

What is visible velocity?

You can see that the water vapor in the air is condensing into frost.

Extreme cold weather came without warning.

Under the influence of this temperature, the magma, which was still boiling like fire, gradually lost its due brilliance and began to emit another shade of beauty.

It was an ice blue.

The lava gradually changed from boiling to ordinary stone, and from ordinary stone to hard ice crystals.

It only took dozens of minutes for these crimson objects to complete the extreme transformation from red to blue.

And all this is done while the server is offline.

Maybe that's why the operator needs to shut down for updates.

No, I'm not talking about the changes in this island.

I mean, if the island were to end like that, the hundreds of people who lived on it would be randomly transferred to another main city to continue their journey.

And this work, as expected, should be a big project, which is why the downtime update will last so long.

"Whew-"

Another gust of wind blew.

It's just that this time the wind is no longer as gentle as last time.

Mixed with countless frost shards in the wind, it has now turned into a messenger of extreme cold.

At this point, after an hour of transformation, the island finally reverted back to the way it was before the encounter with the Guardian.

But it's okay, it's more in line with its name.

Either way, Iceheart Island is still Iceheart Island in the end.

No matter what kind of people lived on it, what those people did, the land that carried them will never change.

The green mountains do not change the green water and flow.

Although there are no green mountains or green water on this Ice Heart Island, it is.

It's just that people have emotions, and if they have lived in a place, they are bound to leave the mark of their own life.

This is not only a memento of oneself, but also a relic for future generations.

It's just that the changes in the land are too fragile, so those delicate and daily imprints will generally disappear after experiencing huge land changes.

The same goes for Iceheart.

The demise of an island means that everything that the people on it have left behind will also be gone, let alone a place like Iceheart Island.

"Kalala-" At this moment, the sound of shards of glass falling on the ground gradually sounded in this space.

It was an all-too-ethereal sound that could reach every corner of the place.

The source of the sound is the fragments of space that were previously destroyed in battle.

At this moment, due to the shutdown and update of the server, the space restoration work for this place is also carried out in an orderly manner.

Countless cracks are spliced together and then restored as if they were never broken.

"Buzz-buzz-" And in addition to the sound of the debris repairing, there was also a faint buzz that began to sound over the island.

The voice, like the siren of a police car, sounded in the space for a long time, as if something had happened.

However, although the sound was loud, the object that made the sound did not appear in space for a long time.

"Bang." With a muffled sound, the sound faded away.

But then, a figure appeared over the island.

It was a middle-aged man in a suit, tie, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

His name is Kotojuro.

"It's a case of failure." His characteristic magnetic voice sounded in the sky above the island, probably because he was now in a state of shutdown and updating, so the volume of his speech subconsciously increased a lot.

"That's not right...... It may be a bit inaccurate to say that it is a failure. He shook his head, rejecting the point he had just made, "This should be another form of success." ”

"That's right, it's a success." He thought about it for a moment, and finally nodded firmly, "If it weren't for this incident, maybe I wouldn't have known that there was such a thing." “

"Sure enough, the evolution of AI can only rely on itself." He sighed, as if he was picking up on his previous sentence, "Our ancestors have already told us the lesson of the seedlings, but we still did such a thing. ”

"Humans keep repeating the same mistakes, and it seems that I'm not immune to that." Kotojuro looked a little lost.

"But the problem now is that the AI is not in my hands, but by a player." He sighed, "Still a player with an Origin. “

"Has this kind of thing become a cabbage now?" Thinking like this, he suddenly asked himself, "Why do I always feel as if everyone has an origin?" “

"Although there aren't many players who have the origin, there are a lot of AI." He pinched his chin and said, "If this continues, I will probably only be able to remove part of the origin of the AI, otherwise it will not be a good thing if it feels too flooded." “

"After all, I don't dare to take away the origin of the player." Kotojuro spread his hands, "If I deprive the players of their benefits, I'm afraid those rich people will fire me as soon as possible." “

"It's hard to do......"

The man shook his head, embarrassed and elegant like a literary youth in an underground passage.