Chapter 32: The Devil's Mystery

Regarding Alex's confession and the mystery of gender, Chen An decided to avoid this question for the time being.

He turned his face away from Alex and focused his mind on the passage gate in front of him.

"Open the passage door. ”

He tentatively gave the order to see if the outpost's AI would respond again.

- The request is approved.

As soon as Chen An's voice fell, the passage sounded the iconic mechanical synthesis sound of artificial intelligence, and at the same time, the door in front of him suddenly opened.

- Whether to reset the access control.

When Chen Angang wanted to beckon Alex to enter the door, he didn't want the voice of the artificial intelligence to sound on his own.

Chen An was stunned for a moment, because the performance of artificial intelligence is too "empathetic" is really suspicious, you must know that this is an outpost dedicated to monitoring and early warning, from a certain point of view, it belongs to military engineering, and military engineering has always been known for being heavily guarded, not to mention the most important internal security issue, and the artificial intelligence here is like a fool system that obeys orders, no matter how you look at it, it feels abnormal.

"What should I call you?"

In this regard, Chen An must understand the reason before he can enter the gate of the passage with confidence.

——Crystal II Pivotal Intelligent Management System developed by Soinland Jade Group, Product No. β-1796.

The artificial intelligence's response was beyond Chen An's expectations, he didn't expect the other party to give him such a standard formal answer.

"What the hell is going on at this outpost?!"

- Data recovery is ongoing, please be patient.

The artificial intelligence suddenly fell into a long silence after this sentence sounded, and Alex on the side had already confused Chen An's interaction with the artificial intelligence.

"Ann, what the hell are you talking to that puppet?"

"I'm digging into the situation with this puppet and the outpost. Chen An explained. "Because I always feel that something is not quite right in the other person's behavior, for example, you inadvertently broke into someone's home, and instead of being evicted and attacked, you were treated as the owner of the house, do you think this situation is normal?"

"It's not normal. Alex shook his head.

"The situation here is similar to the analogy I just played, so I don't dare to make any rash moves until I know the specific situation. Chen Andao.

"But now that we're all within each other, what can we do if the other party really wants to turn against us?" Alex worried.

“......”

Before Chen An could figure out how to reply to Alex, the sudden sound of the artificial intelligence interrupted his train of thought.

- The data has been recovered and the data is being retrieved.

——After the retrieval is completed, the data is successfully sorted.

- At 11 a.m. on June 20, 8774 in Soyinland, Goya's servants captured the 0074 defensive line, and the 1796 early warning outpost received an emergency evacuation order from the Soinland Supreme Executive Council.

——At 12 o'clock on June 20, 8774 in Soyinland, the intelligent management system of the 1796 early warning outpost center began to be formatted due to personnel operation errors, and the self-detonation system failed.

- At 13:00 on June 20, 8774 in Soyinland, the 1796 early warning outpost was closed, and the central intelligent management system entered dormant mode.

——At 9 o'clock on March 13, 23918 in the Soyinlan New Calendar, the intelligent management system of the 1796 early warning outpost center was successfully awakened.

After the AI told the outpost in its entirety, Chen An finally understood the cause and effect of the incident.

The war between the demons and the gods was lost in the later stage, and after the so-called 0074 defense line fell, the demon high-level immediately evacuated all the monitoring personnel of the 1796 early warning outpost, perhaps because it was too hasty, this outpost that should have been destroyed survived due to the operator's error, and at the same time, the formatted central intelligence system fell into a dormant state for 10,000 years under unmanaged.

After the central intelligent management system somehow woke up, Chen An, who was the first to contact the system, successfully passed the system's identification, and the formatted system mistakenly regarded Chen An as the manager of the outpost, so it is no wonder that the system will obey him.

It's just—

The identification of the system seems too arbitrary, right?

Carbon-based humanoids? Doesn't that mean that individuals can be authenticated?

At this time, Chen An suddenly thought of an unbelievable thing.

If the system was originally identified based on carbon-based humanoids, why did the demon who developed the system have to be set up like this......? Demons are also human?

Although he had long guessed the true identity of the demon god, he never thought that the so-called demon would be human.

At this moment, he seemed to see the fog that shrouded this world slowly dissipating.

"Ann!

Alex saw that Chen An was stunned in place for a long time and did not react, and suddenly called his name uneasily in his heart.

"I'm fine, I'm just thinking about some questions and getting confused. ”

Chen An came back to his senses and said to the other party with an apologetic face.

"What did the puppet say again?" Alex asked.

"It details what has happened here and also made me understand that it has no ill will towards us. Chen An breathed a long sigh of relief and said. "Let's go and see if there's anything inside the outpost that can help us. ”

......

"Where did you see these words?!"

Sir Bellaoka Coleman's house welcomed a group of uninvited guests today, although Sir Coleman was quite powerful in Bellaoka and ordinary people would not dare to provoke him, but in front of the temple, Sir Coleman did not dare to be presumptuous.

After Tolan ordered someone to extract the inscription on the nameplate found next to the silver gate, the temple guard in charge of the translation of the missing person first thought of Sir Coleman's father, who was known as the most knowledgeable person in Bela Oca, and even the only library in Bela Oka was opened by him.

When the Temple Guards searched the library to no avail, they learned that Coleman Sr. was sick at home, so they rushed to Sir Coleman's house and asked Coleman Sr. to help them translate the excerpts.

Under the pressure of the Temple, Coleman Sr., who was in the midst of an illness, had to get up to assist the Temple's outrageous request, and at the first glance he saw the excerpt, he immediately asked the Temple Guard with a look of surprise on his face.

"This is a secret of the temple. ”

Unfortunately, the temple guards coldly refused to answer.

"I didn't expect that in my lifetime, I could still see the real demon words. ”

Coleman Sr. sighed in disappointment.

"What?!is this demonic writing?"

The people around were shocked in unison after hearing this.

"Yes, the Demon Script has been lost for many years, and I found it in the ruins of an ancient mythological war with my mentor when I was young, but unfortunately it was gone the second time we visited. Coleman Sr. sighed.

"Why did that ruin disappear?" said Sir Coleman, who was beside him, curious.

"Because the temple destroyed the ruins when they learned about it. Old Coleman glanced at the temple guard in front of him, intentionally or unintentionally.

"Do you understand the meaning of these demonic words?" said the temple guard, realizing that the stakes were high.

"I don't understand—" Coleman Sr. shook his head. "If my mentor were still alive, he would have understood the demonic writing on it. ”

"Then do you know who else in Bella Oka has studied demonic writing?" said the Templar Guardian with a frown.

"Actually, you're looking for the wrong person. Coleman Sr. looked at each other deeply. "There are many people in this world who understand the words of demons, but the vast majority of them are not people like us......"

"What the hell are you trying to say?" said the temple guard as he stared coldly.

"What I want to say is that you only need to give these words to your Lord Priest, and then your Lord Lord will naturally have a way to find someone who understands the demonic script. Coleman Sr. said calmly.

"Let's go!"

When the temple guards heard this, they took back the parchment from which they had excerpted the text, and simply led the people out of Sir Coleman's house.

Sir Coleman was already in a cold sweat, and after sending off the Temple Guards, he immediately returned to his father's side and complained.

"Father, what you did just now was so reckless! You don't know how much I was afraid that you would offend them with your words. ”

Old Coleman stood silently in front of the window in his coat and said nothing, and only after a long time did he turn back to his son.

"Do you know what I meant by the last words I just said?"

"Huh?!" Sir Coleman said thoughtfully. "You mean to say that there are actually people in the temple who understand demon writing?!"

"Hehe, I can even tell you for sure that except for the people of the temple, no one in the whole world can read the demon script. Coleman Sr. said with a half-squinted eye.

"No, the world is so big, there must be no shortage of scholars and experts in this field who can read demonic writing!" said Sir Coleman.

"Do you know how my mentor died?" said Coleman Sr. suddenly

"Didn't you say that he died of illness?" said Sir Coleman, bewildered.

"The Mentor only announced that he had died of illness, but in fact he was assassinated by the Temple. Old Coleman said with a grim face in an instant. "Do you know why the temple assassinated my mentor, simply because the temple discovered that my mentor could read demonic writing...... Now, you understand why I say that only the people of the temple can read demonic writing in this world?"

Sir Coleman's eyes widened in disbelief, "Why did the temple do that?"

"Because some demonic texts contain a great secret that the temple does not want the world to know. Coleman Sr. said.

"Secrets, what secrets, do you ......, father?" Coleman seemed to understand something, and his eyes changed when he looked at old Coleman.

"Hehe, actually, I don't understand anything. ”

Coleman Sr. smiled meaningfully at his son, then returned to his bedroom to recuperate.