Gawain quieted down when he finished speaking, leaving time for Naretil and Duvalt to think.

As he himself said, he does not want to use coercion to make the "god" in front of him, who has faded from the personality of the god, become a "part" of the narrator's neural network, although he can indeed forcibly control the other party to do so, and even use his special power to directly disassemble the other person's personality and reset it into the "narrator core", but this is against his principles.

He didn't bring down a god in order to become the next "god".

Of course, he still desperately hopes that Naretil and Duvalt will agree to his terms, not only because he really needs to further study the secrets of the gods through the other party, but also because in his plan, if the narrator's neural network wants to achieve a higher level of "goals", it must have a supercore existence similar to the "upper level narrator".

Narrietier and Duvalt fell silent at the same time, as if they were communicating in a way unknown to others, and the two factors raised by Gawain seemed to have touched the former gods of the "two-in-one", and their silence was a manifestation of their faltering.

A true heart like ashes will not be shaken in this way.

Finally, the huge white spider shook its long forelimbs slightly, with a trace of hesitation and hesitation, the front half of the spider's body suddenly and slowly lowered in height, and a girl wearing a long white dress and long white hair reached the ground in a burst of light, and slowly walked down the front limbs of the white spider, and came to Gawain.

"I want to see it...... The information you mentioned. ”

Gawain smiled: "Of course." ”

……

In the world of mental images formed by more than 1,000 network nodes, the sun that has just been born less than ten days ago is shining on the prairie that was born on the seventh day, the grass that has been born for four days and the wildflowers that have been born for one day are slowly swaying in the sun and breeze, and the upper narrator, who was reborn twenty-six minutes ago, is quietly lying on his stomach next to a small knoll, with a brilliant light curtain surrounding the huge spider body, and the communication of knowledge and information is progressing little by little.

Gawain stood on a hill not far away, with Hetty, Kamal, Veronica, and Yuri standing beside him.

"Your Majesty," Semler broke the silence in a low voice, "are you sure it's safe to do so?" ”

"The upper narrator is no longer a god, and Naretil and Duvalt are now just two powerful cyber minds, and they are under the surveillance of the entire network of narrators," Gawain knew that everyone who came into contact with the upper narrator would have Samler's concerns, so he was patient and understanding, "I know what you're worried about, but it's necessary and safe to do so." ”

Yuri couldn't help but frown, "Will they one day regain the personality and power of the gods?" ”

"This is the basis of our research, and a key part of the new plan of disobedience against the gods," Gawain said, glancing at Veronica and Kamel standing nearby, "Many of the people present are people who lived through that event, and we should all know how the god of the upper narrator came to be—"

Magnum immediately replied, "It was the millions of virtual minds in Sandbox 1 that led to the birth and awakening of the upper narrator......"

"Yes, the upper narrator is the mental projection of millions of virtual minds - but now these millions of virtual minds are gone, and if our theoretical model is correct, then without the interference of these mental projections, it is impossible for the upper narrator to be a god today, and if Naretil and Duvalt operate in the narrator's neural network as 'network administrators', becoming two open, unmystified, non-worshipping individuals, then there will be no more beliefs against them, Even if a small number of 'followers' are occasionally generated, they cannot reach the scale and 'purity' of forming gods...... And we, we have to track, monitor and validate this process. ”

Gawain said unhurriedly, and then he was silent for a few seconds, and then continued: "In addition, we have also guessed that it is the chaotic nature of the collective human thought that causes the gods to continue to go crazy, so we also need to verify whether a god who is placed in a 'quiet environment' will still be mentally unstable without any institution infection.

"We need to be sure that the gods are not driven mad by the thoughts of mortals.

"It is too dangerous to test directly with real gods or contaminated samples of gods, and Naretil and Duvalt are the safest 'test targets' at this stage.

"Although they have lost many of the qualities of the gods, one thing remains the same—they are a collection of many currents of thought, a 'convergence' catalyzed by the mixture of the human mind and spirit, and this 'aggregate' quality is the main object of our research at this stage.

"As for the part of the data that deviates between the gods who have lost their god status and degraded and fallen, and the fully embodied gods, that is an area that we can't intervene in at this stage, so we can only put it aside for the time being."

"Use weak manpower to challenge the mighty power, use the limited known to explore the unknown, and use relative truth to keep approaching the absolute truth," Veronica suddenly broke the silence when Gawain's voice fell, and the disobedient man from antiquity gave Gawain a deep look, "This is indeed the researcher's train of thought." ”

"But the plan itself does have a certain amount of risk," Carmel hummed, "and while there are security guarantees at the moment, the upper storyteller is a 'god' who has already gotten out of control once, and we're putting it in our newly built network and having it act as an important node, and what if, I mean, if it does get out of control or polluted?" ”

"The first level of insurance, Naretil and Duvalt's minds cannot be transferred at will throughout the network, they can only transfer part of their perception and interaction interfaces, and the Imperial Computing Center is the container of their 'ontology', and this computing center can be physically disconnected at any time;

"The second level of insurance, all immersion module devices are set with a physical circuit breaker at the factory, and unlike the unrestricted brain connection of the original eternal sleeper, the mental fluctuations that the immersion module can withstand are limited, and the spiritual pollution of the god level far exceeds this threshold in intensity;

"The third layer of insurance is the Empire's perfect resident management system and the security regulations of the computing centers in various places, plus the magic monitoring devices throughout the country. Anomalous personnel and unauthorized magic fluctuations will be discovered as soon as possible, which must be well known to the archbishops present - this is how the cultists in Cecil were caught in the first place;

"The fourth layer of insurance is me."

Gawain said, gesturing to his head.

"I didn't completely 'release' Naretil and Duvalt, which is the ultimate layer of insurance. Of course, this insurance is time-sensitive, and if I am 'gone', then this means will also be invalid, so the main means of prevention are still the above three. ”

"I think that's enough," said Kamel in a deep voice, "the risk cannot be eliminated, it can only be reduced, and your measures have minimized it, at least under the existing technical conditions." ”

The people at the scene slowly nodded in thought, as if they had accepted Gawain and Carmel's statement, but Veronica suddenly broke the silence: "I still have a question,"

Gawain looked at the princess of the former dynasty (and the princess of the former dynasty): "You say." ”

"Insurance measures aside, the content of our experiment ...... Do Naretir and Duvalt know? ”

"Yes," Gawain said without hesitation, "the experiments are also included in the materials given to them, and this is an open and transparent contract, and everything is on the table." ”

Yuri and the others at the scene were stunned for a moment, and then they all showed surprised and surprised looks, obviously not expecting Gawain to directly tell the "upper narrator" the "experimental content" that sounded easy to stimulate the tester, but Veronica, who was holding a platinum scepter and always had an indifferent expression, suddenly showed a smile after looking at Gawain quietly for a few seconds.

"Then I'll be relieved."

"A lot of out-of-control and even devastating experimental disasters start out with a little concealment in the contract," Gawain smiled as well, "The more things you conceal, the greater the backlash that will lead to exposure, and history tells us that anyone who fears being exposed will be exposed—this is especially fatal in a long-term, dangerous experiment."

"So it's better to take out all the content that may lead to backlash, either don't sign it, or sign it with peace of mind."

Just as Gao Wen's words fell, the direction of the wind on the plain suddenly changed slightly.

Everyone stopped talking with some feeling, and many eyes turned not far away, in no particular order.

The brilliant curtain of light finally closed.

The giant white spider carrying Naretil and Duvalt slowly walked to Gawain on the hill.

The Eternal Sleepers watched this scene with a mixture of nervousness and anticipation, and even Hetty couldn't help but take a soft breath, only Gawain and Veronica, with their usual indifference, smiled lightly, and quietly waited for Naretil and Duvalt's reply.

"We agree," Duvalt's voice said calmly, "we agree to everything in the contract—as long as you can fulfill everything you promise." ”

"It's not just your conditions that move us, but also the ...... you show in your contract Honestly," Naretir said softly, "it's okay, we can all accept it. ”

Gao Wen exhaled slightly at this time, and then the corners of his mouth curled up little by little.

"So, are you ready to say hello to the real world?"

……

In the vast Imperial Computing Center, sophisticated mental hubs are running smoothly, and staff maintaining the facilities are busy everywhere.

In the computer rooms above the second floor, the doors of the immersion pods are closed one by one, and thousands of sleepers, technicians, and volunteers who are in a state of deep connection are lying quietly in these connected devices, and one of the greatest creations of this era is gradually perfecting and maturing in the mental space formed by the union of their minds.

Rebecca, who had casually put on a white robe over her usual dress, stood in the middle of the vast hall of thought, in front of the mental hub that was humming low, and looked at the great technological crystallization with her eyes shining.

Jenny stood beside her, and on the other side was Nicholas Egg, who was floating in mid-air.

"I've been busy working on the aircraft project lately," Rebecca suddenly said to Jenny beside her, "I didn't expect your research institute and machine building to get this thing done quietly......

"The technology from the Eternal Sleeper itself is close to maturity, and the only thing that needs to be done is to optimize and reorganize their original runes, as well as 'connect' with the rune system under the magic technology, which is exactly what the Rune Research Institute is good at," Jenny gently pulled the hair next to her ear with a shy smile, "But in the end, it can be achieved by the great craftsman - the parts used in the mental hub have almost touched the limit of the existing processing technology, if the master craftsman does not personally take action, I don't know how many scrap pieces will have to be produced in the factory to assemble such a mental hub. ”

"Anyway...... We're finally going to have the Origin Lab available again," Rebecca said with a hint of excitement, "With the Origin Lab, I'll be able to find a way to test the two projects proposed by my ancestors, the high-altitude flying machine and the high-speed flying machine—if I don't crash the experimental machine in the real world one day, my aunt will now have bloodshot eyes when she sees me......"

"High-altitude and high-speed aircraft?" Nicholas was a little curious, "The Dragoon has just started mass production, and it will not be long before the next generation of flying machines is being developed?" ”

He clearly cares about this – because for him, new projects often mean new orders, and new orders are his greatest source of pleasure.

"The development will never stop, but the high-altitude and high-speed flying machines requested by the ancestors are not for practical mass production at this stage - mainly to verify something," Rebecca said casually, "We want to see the higher magical environment, test how the aircraft will react when flying at extremely high altitudes, and test the limits of the existing dragon rune drives......"

Whenever it comes to technology, Rebecca has a lot to say, and Jenny and Nicholas are used to it.

However, Rebecca's chatter was soon interrupted by a sudden voice—

In the bright and spacious thinking hall, there was a sudden sound from low to high.

Immediately afterward, the sound of the chime turned into a kind of low and pleasant humming sound, which echoed the humming sound of the mind hub itself, and a large number of rune projections suddenly poured out around the mind hub, as if a huge stream of data was being connected to the network and adjusting the operation efficiency of the mind hub.

Rebecca and the three (balls) watched this scene curiously, they looked at the large number of holograms that suddenly appeared around the mental hub, listening to the more and more obvious buzzing around them, suddenly, a wonderful feeling came over them, Rebecca seemed to sense that something was cautiously and carefully observing the world, she blinked, and her gaze fell on the middle of the mental hub.

In the midst of the refreshed runes and lines, two words suddenly jumped out.

In the entire Imperial Computing Center, two words were projected over every magic net terminal here.

"Hello, world."

Cecil 2 years, 45 months of recovery.

On this day, the Narrator Neural Network was officially born in the Cecil Empire and greeted the world for the first time.