Lucky Ancient God Office, Director's Office.
Lei Tian used his angles to gently and rhythmically knock against the door of the director's office. After hearing a feeble response from inside, he carefully adjusted the direction and strength of the magnet to twist the door handle, and then slowly floated into the office. Inside.
The director was wearing a black lace dress today. As always, she was sitting at her desk, tapping her fingers to control the central management system while working, and playing a fish-fishing video on a split screen next to her.
"Director, the spread of extraordinary influence caused by abnormal objects has exceeded the control threshold, and the spread speed is rising exponentially. Obviously, their method of seeking death this time is very..." Thunder Angel vibrated his vocal cavity to The director reported the situation. He hesitated for a few seconds and considered the words, "...it's novel. It uses the network created by mortals to spread the influence of extraordinary power. With this precedent, I'm afraid they will use more and more tricks to commit suicide in the future." many……"
The well-informed director said 'hmm' and was not very concerned about these reports, and casually mentioned: "This is the only way for the development of civilizations with the intervention of extraordinary powers. The mortals in the Andromeda Galaxy next door to them After our compatriots promoted the technological revolution and used camera equipment to monitor the entire planet without blind spots, the hidden cultists were forced to learn to use the Internet to hack other people's computers and mobile phone terminals through the back door for covert remote control, forming an automated summoning of evil gods. The chanting array."
"Manual chanting has been completely abandoned over there now. It is dangerous and time-consuming. But any cultist who wants to cause trouble must first master hacking technology and programming language. Otherwise, they will be killed as soon as the ceremony table is set up in the real world. The night watchman came to check the water meter and caught him and beat him severely."
"In order to offer more effective prayers to the indigenous gods and earn more piety to live a better life in the Kingdom of God, the mortal races over the Pleiades invented an uninterrupted automatic prayer system, all of which focused on the local indigenous gods. Praying and praising God turned into a DDOS attack."
"As soon as the system came online, more than half of the indigenous gods were killed. As technology continues to develop, the remaining half of the indigenous gods who are still alive will die sooner or later. It will take up to two hundred years for the strongest local god to die. This genius is mortal. The race will be on the list of races that ‘unknowingly kill local gods’.”
As he spoke, the director shook his head regretfully as he remembered the tragic deathbed conditions of those indigenous gods.
The indigenous gods who can dominate and deify themselves on a certain planet are often life forms that have reached the third level of the ladder of life. In essence, they got rid of their fragile material bodies. Without exception, they transformed from a semi-closed system to an open system connecting the entire universe. Not surprisingly, they should have lived until the end of the universe. With the end of the world It’s only right to end it together.
As a result, it fell into an uninterrupted automatic prayer system invented by a group of mortals in order to gain piety. The data flow formed by countless prayers and praises followed the prayer circuit and directly shattered the spirit and consciousness, turning it into Machines that have no self-awareness and are constantly idling...
It’s really fate that plays a trick on people.
"There is also the Perseus galaxy group...the development of civilization and technology there is a bit different. They pay more attention to internal excavation than outward exploration. The consciousness has initially completed the interconnection and is preparing to correct the negative character of the race from the sea of subconsciousness. Flaws, so the cultists over there who have kept pace with the times have begun to think about whether to use the sea of subconsciousness as a new stronghold, and then directly summon evil gods to pollute the sea of collective unconsciousness..."
The director's slender white fingers slid across the light screen on the table. As she spoke like a treasure trove of treasures, snapshots of the universe and starry sky were constantly switched along with her fingers. She rambled on about many irrelevant things to Thunder Angel. After receiving the information, the director immediately changed the subject: "That's too far off topic. The relevant information should have been sent to Wu Ming, right?"
The reflected light on the surface of Thunder Angel switched to a gloomy green: "The novice operator has received the relevant information. He immediately started the transmission after receiving the information, and then... the person disappeared."
"There's no one left?" The director stopped sliding his fingers on the light screen in surprise, raised his head and looked at Thunder Angel, waiting for him to give him a reasonable reply.
"Yes, the person is gone..." Thunder Angel turned himself into a regular hexahedron, and then added the pale green reflected light. Everyone could feel that he was indeed in a good mood now, "He was spiritually disturbed during the teleportation." The ability hindered, and the basic values on the earth were distorted and tampered for a moment. Although it was quickly repaired automatically, the reality that the other party seemed to be stuck in the modification during his teleportation caused the teleportation point to be unable to Estimated error…”
"We are currently unable to confirm where the new operator is. We only know that his life is not in danger..."
The director slowly closed her eyes and did not reply immediately. After a moment, she opened her eyes and said.
"The kid is fine. He is going through what he has to go through now, and it won't be long before he can get back on track."
After receiving a positive reply from his immediate superior, the light reflected on the surface of Thunder Angel gradually returned to its normal blue color. He converted his appearance back into the commonly used regular octahedron state. He spent a few seconds pondering the meaning of the director's words. The profound meaning contained in it then vibrates one's own vocal organs.
"Does the real world need me to help contain the impact? The situation has deteriorated to the point where it disrupts normal social order and may even affect the process of civilization..."
Lucky Ancient God Firm also has its own stance when it comes to dealing with the real world and human civilization.
Just as the existence and activities of extraordinary creatures will leave traces on the development of human society and civilization, their hasty actions in such incidents will also have an irreversible impact on human society and civilization.
That's why Wu Ming is needed as an agent to help with the chores. It can be said that he is the safety catch specially used to prevent and stop this situation from happening.
As a result, the safety bolt accidentally failed at a critical moment.
The director looked away and thought for a moment. He briefly weighed and deduced in his mind the various possibilities that would arise after the firm intervened personally. He was silent for a long time before speaking: "Pay close attention, but don't interfere without authorization. Although mortals are fragile, they are in front of us. Be equally resilient in the face of overwhelming suffering and calamity.”
"There is no shortage of warriors in history who have sacrificed themselves to shut out madness and destruction time and time again. Among them are extraordinary people and ordinary mortals. You have to learn to have faith in them."
"Then I will arrange the follow-up work now..." Thunder Angel shook his head up and down to express his understanding, and then exited the office.
Watching Lei Angel quietly leave the office and close the door, the director turned his head and continued to focus on the cosmic light screen on the table.
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Wu Ming doesn't feel well now.
It wasn't because of the little blond girl bouncing ahead who led him to a nearby town on a dirt path, or because he was disturbed during the teleportation jump and was dumped to a remote town in South Wales far away from the city, but The turn of events made him feel bad.
Abnormal objects have spread their influence on human society through mobile phones. At this time, they actually opened a side mission for me? Are the fate-weavers of this world playing tricks on me? Thinking of these things, Wu Ming couldn't help but doubt his life, and inexplicably remembered the experience of playing a game before and controlling the protagonist to open the treasure box while going through the main plot...
This is probably a causal cycle...
The little girl with long golden and chestnut hair was not too wary of Wu Ming, a strange traveler. Instead, she regarded the latter as a stranger lost in the wilderness. Not only did she volunteer to take him back to the town to seek help, but she also He was also very excited and asked him about many things about the big cities outside.
"Big brother..." Nina, who was walking a little ahead and leading the way, suddenly slowed down and pointed to the end of the dirt path. Her voice was no longer as full of energy and excitement as before, and a trace of resistance flashed across her face, " Our town is ahead..."
