The glorious sun is shining on the island of the rising sun after the disaster, the collapsed and cracked city may take a long time to repair, and the giant engine, which has been completely scrapped, is not sure when it will be repaired. Last night's thrilling tumbling had brought the island through an unprecedentedly short night and a hasty dawn, forcing all of the city's institutions to operate at high power to treat the wounded and repair damaged critical equipment. The only good news is that the casualties are not as severe as expected, and that most of the places where the collapse and cracking occur are on the fringes or in overly old urban areas, where the population is limited, and the earthquake-resistant design of the city itself allows it to last for a long time at the beginning of the shaking, and citizens have ample opportunities to take refuge in the more stable central area of the floating island.

Looking down at the earth from high above the city, you can see the dust and smoke that have not yet dispersed, the dome has entered a state of traffic control, and the air is flying with engineering airships or flying cars that carry out the most urgent tasks, and on the streets below, you can see orderly citizens: they spontaneously rescue people in need around them, spontaneously queue up to receive supplies that have just been rescued from the collapsed warehouse, and spontaneously take the initiative to declare whether they have been injured in previous disasters. And how much this injury will affect their ability to work. There was no confusion, no complaints, not even a gloomy look on the elves' faces, and they organized themselves in surprising order, a sudden disaster, but everyone in the city seemed to have rehearsed it many times.

Some huge shadows cast on the dome, which were large transport ships sent from other floating islands. These hulking ships were quickly refurbished when the Isle of the Rising Sun exploded, and now they bring with them valuable medicines and additional air filtration, the latter of which is essential: air circulation within the dome relies on purification equipment buried in the ground and around the rings. But the explosion caused some damage to them, and now the thick smoke and dust in the city must be removed, and only external equipment can be used.

As Hajen and Hilda stood on an expansive terrace above the spire of the royal quarter, Hilda meditating, while Horen used his unconventional eyesight to take in a glimpse of the city, admiring the elves' reaction to the disaster.

Wim stood silently behind the two of them, silent.

"My people are accustomed to this kind of thing, and when the Isle of Tranquility dissolved seventy years ago, they kept the island's most important material warehouse with great calm. About one-tenth of the city's citizens are survivors of the island," Hilda whispered, "and more and more floating islands are approaching their limits." The Techno-Elders are figuring out how to repair some of the dead floating islands that have been extinguished, but little progress has been made. ”

Hilda's face was thick with exhaustion, she had been under the most stress in the past few hours, and after the hasty end of the presbyterian meeting, she began to direct evacuation and rescue. As the floating islands tumbled, the various urban districts began to crack. She was the first to assign the evacuation and evacuation plans for each city district and to the royal district, and it was she who cooperated in directing the re-establishment of the floating islands after the propulsion crew was completely destroyed: the queen was not an authority that could only give orders, she was also an expert in all the technical parameters of the floating islands. Now that the dust had settled, she did not follow the advice of the guards to go back to rest, but dragged Hao Ren to the terrace of the spire to overlook the entire city.

"That's where we are."

Hao Ren was still thinking about the most suitable solution for the Elrim elf, and he already had a few ideas, but he still needed to wait for the terminal to come over to confirm which one was the most feasible. Before that, he cautiously asked Hilda a question: "If I have the ability to get you out of trouble, how much are you willing to pay?" ”

Hilda spread her hands with her back to the edge of the terrace. It was as if the whole body was about to melt into the light of the sky under the dome: "You can see what we have left, what you think you need, just take it." As long as you can give my people a better life. Like other races, you can have a real sky, and you can take a qiē from your field of vision. ”

Hao Ren hurriedly waved his hand: "Don't be like this, don't be like this, it's easy to misunderstand - I'm not trying to blackmail you or the lion to open your mouth or anything, I want to help out of a friend's mentality, but to be honest, my ability alone is not great, and my boat is only five or six hundred meters long if it dies - so I may need to ask for helpers, and those helpers are not free." ”

Hilda thought for a moment: "That's still those words, we don't have anything else anyway, this place doesn't have any resources, what we have at hand is no different from stone in the eyes of those advanced civilizations, we should only have our own labor force left, but it doesn't seem to be a precious thing." ”

"Forget it, let's not mention these things yet," Hao Ren scratched his hair, feeling that these questions were getting bigger and bigger the more he talked, "It's better to ...... first"

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw an elf running out of the small door behind him and kneeling down on one knee in front of Hilda: "Your Majesty, the results of a rough scan of the world of prayer have come out, and no information has been found on Lord Kadillon." ”

As he spoke, the elf handed a rolled-up copy of the text to Hilda, who took it and took it over quickly, frowning tightly: "The main memory has been tampered with...... They infiltrated so thoroughly. Inform Ekalom that the three secondary memories of the Wish World are temporarily closed, while each citizen who submits an application is strictly censored...... Citizens from the Isle of Prism are temporarily forbidden from entering the World of Wishes, and the additional rations they consume are paid from the Royal Vault. ”

The elven herald obeyed the order and retreated, and Hao Ren asked curiously, "What is this prayer world?" ”

Hilda sighed, "Actually, it's our own trouble...... But it's okay to sue you. The World of Prayer is a virtual world, founded by my superiors, and has been in operation for more than 2,000 years, and is currently the place where we house the souls of the dead, as well as a special testing ground. ”

Hao Ren immediately thought of a lot of things, and he knew that his guesses were not far from ten.

"That world was first established for scientific missions," Hilda explained slowly, "You know, we are short of supplies, we can't afford to consume a lot of things, and every time some large experiments fail, it is a cold winter for the entire Erim society, so another queen more than 2,000 years ago set up a virtual environment called the 'Wish World' with the support of the Council of Technology Elders." It runs on a giant server, designed and built by the best magicians and astrologers, and is our last big technical achievement. Pray that the world simulates the Arim star system: a sun, a planet, 100% simulates the home we live in, and every world law we know is entered. We even made the reality of this world accurate to every grain of sand, and later added a lot of restrictions about the microcosm to it. The world mimicked reality as much as possible, so that it could conduct all sorts of large-scale experiments without consuming material resources - the techno-elders of the time hoped to find a viable way to travel to other star systems within the Wish World with the resource constraints of the Erem system, and they did get some results in the early days: some of the ships we are using today have been simulated and verified by this simulation. ”

"But the later period is definitely not so smooth." It was easy for Hao Ren to think that there must be a twist in the second half of this story.

Hilda nodded: "That's right: I pray that the world will imagine a qiē too beautifully, but the technology required to really travel tens of millions of light years to other stars is more rigorous and precise than we imagined, we must fully grasp the truth in order to create a virtual world that is exactly the same as reality, otherwise no matter how close the imitation is, it is just imitation, and the shadow that tends to be real is a shadow after all, and there are many unknown secrets in this universe, which we cannot guess out of thin air in this small cradle, Some scholars have even speculated that the mathematical structure of the universe is not necessarily continuous, and that the laws that work in the Erim galaxy may not be used elsewhere - or at least a few decimal points off. In addition, many technologies will be affected by the microcosm when they reach a certain point of development, and even if we create the world of prayer with precision, it is impossible to depict its microcosm in detail, and we can only keep adding patches - this is not enough. In any case, after hundreds of years of hard work, the faster-than-light engine made in the world produced a big explosion in reality, and two floating islands were wiped out in the explosion, and the enthusiasm for the world project subsided, and the queen of the year died down. ”

Hao Ren knew that there was a follow-up to this story. (To be continued......)