Just a few minutes ago, Heine was in trouble.

As the collective memory of the city of Nebra becomes solidified, the "blueprint" for the city is tantamount to being done.

But at this stage it is just a memory, which can only be experienced by those who participate, not actually built.

Next, Heine was faced with two choices.

Or, project it onto the real world – like the image of the withered scars with a one-kilometer radius that hollowed out half of his family.

Or, project it in the inner world - like the Eagle Rank Mountain copy.

However, both of these require the consumption of a large amount of Charge Stones, or mental power.

The difference is that the former requires an astronomical number, while the latter only needs half of that number.

Heine really didn't have any money.

In contrast, his optimal solution is to build a city out of adobe, combined with light sleep mode, like a battle royale copy of Withered Scarf.

But the problem is that the plan of action for Nibra at this stage is only a small-scale infiltration and does not require so many people to intervene.

So they just need to share this memory with the people who need it.

Those who excelled in Battle Royale and could learn the art of deception from Marcus in the future.

So, he had to find a way to transmit this memory.

The problem is that this is not pure words, but the memory of a city.

For most people, this memory is completely foreign before they have been exposed to it.

But once you accept it, merge and share it with your own memories of other cities, and it is not so strange.

If you use "Downloads" and "Hard Disk Space" as examples, these are:

Downloading this 20G blueprint requires at least 50G of free disk space, and when it's finally built, it will only take up 1GB of space.

These 50 G's of storage space represent the level of five levels, and they are the five levels of intellectual occupations.

Heine was struggling with this problem.

Just then, the mirror shook.

He received a message from Collins.

To be precise, it was the other party who contacted him through the boss who was in common with the two, Mr. Zhen Sa.

The content is simple and exciting, and the other party says that he has found a clue to Lloyd, and let him go to him along a certain wave.

Then Heine found it.

For Heine, after working on McCalla's "system" for half a month, using this mirror coldly is quite a trance of "Rebirth 199x".

The bronze mirror is like a pager, with a kind of old-time beauty.

But one thing to say, the underworld is undoubtedly the shoulders of giants.

Thanks to the underworld, McCala's technological progress has been able to be so rapid.

Whether it is the "mirror" that connects to the inner world, or the current one-person mycara, or the means he now uses to disguise his soul fluctuations and disguise himself as "Gray", they are all improvements to the "ghost technology" of the underworld.

This wave of his crossing the river by touching the underworld has won numb.

Now he's interested in Collins' unique way of accessing.

Can you even get out of the mirror?

Now I'll have to ask.

This guy obviously hasn't reached the ashes front line yet, and it doesn't seem to be in the right mood, and his soul is very dirty, which is the disadvantage of this access method.

But McCara doesn't have that drawback.

It's just that what Heine didn't expect was that the surprise that greeted him was not only Collins's methods, but also Anson Githiler in front of him.

What is the situation that the patriarch of this generation of Githil actually took refuge in the underworld?

…

"Your Excellency, I'm just stuck there."

Heine maintains Gray's "newcomer" persona, acting slightly reserved, but neither humble nor arrogant.

An Song's eyes lit up: "So you must know McCala, right?" How much do you know about the local Githil? ”

"I wish I could go around them, how much do you think I know?"

Heine deliberately teased, revealing a bit of dissatisfaction in his words.

He also has a reason.

Although Lloyd's news was reported to the underworld by someone else, he also made it clear that this guy was at the sixth level.

Level 6!

Gray is only level 5 at the moment.

Even if he was in such a dangerous place, a northern Gittier actually opened his mouth and asked him if he knew Lloyd?

Is this asking human words?

I didn't listen to a word from Collins for a long time, right?

He wants to know about Lloyd, and let Collins help with the investigation when he is full?

If Gray's character was a little more irritable, Heine would be fine with scolding him now.

Ansong also seemed to realize that he had asked a stupid question, and his eyes were slightly embarrassed.

He cleared his throat and said bluntly: "Lloyd was a man from more than eight hundred years ago, the eldest son of Barry, a defector. I only found out that Lloyd had come to the temple in the past to ask for help, and he said that his father was still alive and that he had probably been captured by the elves from the east, but the temple didn't want to meddle in the matter at the time, so he didn't care. ”

"And then?" Heine asked, "Where did he go after?" ”

Anson: "As I said, he is the son of a defector, and it is not under our control. ”

"It's not up to you?" Heine deliberately frowned and looked at Collins: "Are the necromancers who thwarted your plans in the Blight, rescued the acolyte, and attacked you in the Blight, all of them Githil who are not under the control of the Nices?" ”

"Yes."

Collins nodded: "I came to you today to explain this matter, I thought that Lloyd Githil had broken ties with the Temple, so he reported my knowledge of McCara, but my lord directly asked Anson to meet me, and I realized that I had guessed wrong, very wrong." ”

After a pause, he said loudly: "We've all been deceived by that damn Lloyd, what a fog bomb!" It was only later that I learned that the Bone Ground College in McAlla was built at the expense of the Githil......"

Damn, this can be connected too?

"Gary Gityl?" Heine asked tentatively.

Anson: "Yes, that's him!" I now finally know why Catherine's apprentices went to teach in the bones, it turns out that their layout began long ago, and it is for today. ”

It's so right, brother, it's so right.

Heine couldn't help but want to applaud the two of them.

What a wonderful brain supplement, Sister Black Can't even make up this story.

But he immediately realized that if this was the case, it meant that there had never been any information sharing between these two or five boys in the underworld......

So much so that even such an important figure as Ansong was only known to Collins when something happened, and the two had never been in contact before.

Is it so hardcore?

Heine asked, "So don't we have a means of sharing intelligence?" It's like a library or something. ”

When the two heard him ask, they were stunned for a moment, and then their faces were solemn.

Collins: "You know, you're questioning the wisdom of my lord. ”

Ansong: "Yes, how could you have such a bold idea?" ”

Heine was stunned and said, "When have I ever questioned my master?" ”

Ansong: "Do you think my lord would not think of such a trivial matter?" ”

Heine: "But there's no ...... here."

Collins: "My Lord must have his concerns when he didn't do this!" ”

Seeing that the two of them were so serious, Heine didn't continue, shrugged his shoulders and said that he was fine.

The two glanced at each other and quickly shifted the topic to some "little things".

Heine was really shocked this time......

it?

The Nice are coming?

(End of chapter)