Two more days passed after the commotion caused by the Thunder Angel ended. In the past two days, discussions about technicians and robots have become heated among the crowd.
The art exhibition in the park became the center of this discussion. Fortunately, the Slock family and the church cleverly guided local public opinion behind the scenes, allowing people to focus on the event itself rather than on specific individuals.
As for getting people to pay attention to the news, it is a very simple matter - Huanyuezun only needs to plant a daffodil
A small instruction to "pay attention to the news these two days" is enough to defeat countless self-media propaganda.
President Yamamoto had no idea what his actions would entail, and Gaius Optimis never informed him of his plans.
"I was moved by Mr. Gaius's enthusiasm... We all believe that the world needs innovation." He said sadly,
"Concepts will affect the magnetic turbulence... Alas! What will the world do in a hundred years? Automated production is an inevitable change, and the Y·C industry is just the first wave to arrive in this change. Is it possible that the Magnificent Magnetic State Are we going to give up on the innovation that is bound to come because of this invisible limitation?”
"Do what you are doing now, and then think about what will happen a hundred years from now." Babar said to him,
"At least the skillful robot is still a very practical tool in production. Your hard work over the past few years has not been in vain?" And all the information about Pinglong Ji and Thunder Angel is unknown. Lei Ming only knows the basic wearing conditions, and
A rough description of "capable of exerting power beyond manifestation." The recovered parts were sent to the Sky Capital for analysis, and Gongsun Ce was sharing his views with everyone.
"The Dragon Machine is 100% related to the dragon. Being able to give it this name shows that Hong Yiqing is quite familiar with the Holy Scriptures. A considerable part of its combat effectiveness comes from the user and the environment. The spiral gun The tightly sealed large-scale thundercloud field is a 'pseudo-creation realm' formed by taking advantage of the special environment of the Colorful Magnetic State, and the combat techniques it uses are basically derived from Thunder=san's own technology, similar to an enhanced version calculated by AI." Gongsun Ce concluded: "The scope and output of its abilities are beyond the obvious, but its comprehensive combat effectiveness is still some distance away from the second machine Liu Yan. If there is no genuine World Creation Mage on the battlefield...then it will be the same as for others. There is no essential difference between Chuangjie."
"To actually create such a thing...what is the old grandfather doing?" Jago frowned.
"Grandpa?" Gongsun Ce raised his eyebrows.
"'Hong Yiqing' Celeste Hadrian, the oldest world-creating envoy in the world today." Qin Qianbai on the side explained,
"He is one hundred years old this year. He is the most respected figure in all of Usters. All the major families call him 'grandfather' to show their respect."
"That's it." Gongsun Ce nodded,
"It sounds like the personal relationships between the major families are... pretty good?" Jago said without hesitation: "Our family has existed since before Usters was founded. We have fought each other countless times over the past two thousand years. We have had our heads broken, but we have also tied the knot with each other countless times. No one wants to form a real mortal enemy with anyone, because in another hundred or two hundred years, no one can imagine who will be prosperous and who will be in poverty. We are on this land After living for two thousand years, we all want to continue to exist. If we meet each other on the battlefield, I will leave a way for the descendants of our old acquaintances to survive, just like now I will come to the Colorful State to help Onowell."
"I believe you and the principal are of the same generation." Gongsun Ce nodded.
"It's really different from Aurus."
"Ha, that little boy!" Jago laughed, and his expression turned serious.
"I really don't understand... Grandfather's every move will affect all the high-ranking people on this continent, so he rarely does such an 'obvious' move. Is this his statement? Tell us that this time he will be firm I’m on Gaius’s side…”
"Maybe he just wants to find someone to test his new toy?" Gongsun Ce said. His original intention was to make a little joke to liven up the atmosphere, but Jago and Babar both became thoughtful after hearing this.
"It's not impossible..."
"It sounds like something he can do as an old man."
"Is Hong Yiqing really a person with this kind of personality?" Gongsun Ce was shocked.
"He is a long-famous magician." Airandia said,
"The other well-known magician of Qixiang Realm is named Qin Ming." Qiluo whispered: "The magician of Qixiang is an unreliable pronoun in the industry...?"
"You are right." Rei Shigure praised,
"The powerful magicians of Qixiang all look like ghosts. Either I am very curious or this is really interesting. In this industry full of lunatics, they are the most crazy group, and they can compete with Jixiang. .”
"There is a saying that the black and strange phase is a black and strange phase. Don't bring us Jixiang with you." Gongsun Ce curled his lips and asked instead,
"How is Bibi's condition?" Everyone was gathering in the underground chamber of the Double-Barreled Shotgun Cathedral. Beep was floating around leisurely, with Qin Qianbai's air rope tied to his body.
It seems to be very fond of this gadget and is trying hard to disguise itself as a big balloon. Babar Slok circled it, tapping it from time to time.
"It's much better," Babar declared,
"It has not completely returned to normal, but it is much better than the previous situation where he went crazy at any time. It seems that Mr. Gongsun's guess is correct."
"It really has something to do with people's concepts..." Gongsun Ce pushed up his glasses.
"Can I see the information you mentioned before? The one where the Saint and Beep fought." Babar brought the family's ancient books today. He carefully unfolded the ancient parchment and spread it on the table.
There are faded paintings painted on ancient artifacts from thousands of years ago. At the top of the screen is an angry flying saucer monster called Beep, and in the middle is a figure wearing a trench coat with his back to the screen.
He reached out to Beep, as if to soothe the grumpy monster. On the right side of the parchment, there is cursive writing in ancient common language. Jago interpreted the ancient text and coded sentences for everyone in the room: [Pass these words to your children, and pass these words to your children’s children: Our ancestors opened up the world with their blood and sweat. You have to protect this land with your own hands.
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"We always thought that this was the teaching left by the saint... Now it seems that this is actually his request to us?" Babar said in confusion,
"The Saint fought against Bibi in order to connect its state with everyone's ideas?" Qiluo found it difficult to understand: "But why did he do this? In the one thousand years before the Saint appeared, , Beep is also living normally, right?" No one could answer this question, even Jago, a high-ranking member of the church, said that this was the first time he knew about it.
Gongsun Ce carefully looked at the paintings in the parchment. He always felt that the saint's posture did not look like he was fighting...but as if he was taking action.
What is "written"? Lingdao's experience flashed through his mind, and Gongsun Ce felt blessed for a moment. he captures like in the past
"Connection" also concentrates the spirit and mobilizes the quiet and timid child in the spiritual world. So at this moment, he saw the reality that others could not perceive.
On the outside of Bibi's disk-shaped body, there is a line of ancient common language that shines with purple light. The sentence was so simple that even he could easily read the meaning.
[The road of pilgrimage begins from here]·Gongsun Ce did not tell anyone else about what he saw in the text.
Half an hour later, they said goodbye to the people they met in Caishi City, packed their luggage, and boarded the Weatherlight with large and small bags.
They drove through the streets of Caishi City for the last time, heading to the airport outside the city. Today's driver was Gongsun Ce, who parked in front of a fast food restaurant on the outskirts of the city.
Horn was putting together a new piece of art in the stall, while the old priest Vincent looked on. A little magnet monster jumped around next to the stall, and two more beautiful rings were added to its body.
"Hey!" Gongsun Ce greeted them.
"Planning to continue being an artist?" Horn looked up and smiled: "Oh, hello! I have found a new job and will start next week. I want to run a stall for a few days...as a kind of memory."
"You have to change your arm first." Vincent reminded,
"This thing can't even get through the company door."
"I plan to buy a cheap daily model. I read in the magazine that the smart butler released last year is good..." The two chatted for a while about the prosthetic model. Horn stood up and walked to the car and handed Gongsun Ce a black Shuriken made of magnets.
"I don't know... I guess you did something? I gave you this worthless gadget." Horn smiled.
"Have a good trip."
"May the arc of the heavenly wheel protect you." Gongsun Ce imitated the local people's speech. He attached the shuriken to the magnet rabbit's belly and made a ninja rabbit.
Gongsun Ce said goodbye to the two of them and drove out of Caishi City towards the Venus that was waiting for them. As he drove, he chatted with the knight in the passenger seat.
"What do you think of the people here?"
"As strong as their ancestors." Gongsun Ce looked up at the colorful magnetic lines in the sky, imagining what the gorgeous magnetic state looked like hundreds of years ago.
In that era without prosthetics, computers, or scientific theories, daring people used electrified conductors to influence those ubiquitous wires.
They get hurt, they fail, they die, they pass on their experience, and finally they win.
"I can understand why the principal has such a temper." Gongsun Ce sighed,
"It's really the same origin." Airandia pointed at the magnet rabbit with her finger and said: "For another topic, you can continue to let me drive."
"This is not possible. One of the important tasks of your entourage is to help you drive." Gongsun Ce said happily,
"I'm happy to help you drive, organize information for you, and deal with the boring work for you. Doing anything for you will make me happy..." The eyes of the three ladies in the back seat stabbed at someone's face through the seat backrest. on the back.
Gongsun Ce shuddered and said loudly: "Speaking of which, where should we go next? If the other party wants to fight an information war, let's go to the base camp of the other party's media industry?"
"We'll wait for the news to decide." Alandia's hair was blown by the wind and brushed Gongsun Ce's face.
"Whose news are you waiting for?"
"News from Miss Spencer."
"Ah?" At the same time, the capital of the sky. The small activity room of Cyber·Ghost·Music Club had changed a lot at this moment. The long table in the middle was moved outside the door, and a very large map of the Northern Continent was spread on the floor.
The 51 states that make up the United States of Ustus are covered in 51 different colors. Rei Shigure holds a crayon in one hand and is marking the center of each state with a number using a mixture of gold and gray.
Yun Yinglang and Caldesia stood at the door, both looking like they were thinking hard.
"Let me confirm again." Yun Yinglang asked confused.
"You called me here because I'm lucky?"
"It's because we're lucky," Caldesia corrected. Yun Yinglang tugged at the cat ears on her head: "But how is this possible! How can anyone lucky enough to work in a maid bar just to pay back the money? I was even unlucky enough to catch up with the cat-eared girl event in the store!" Karl! Daicia looked sympathetically at the cat-eared maid who had just finished working overtime, and took out a plastic bag: "Xiaoyun, you are so naturally beautiful and wasted wearing a maid uniform all day long, why don't you try this cheerleading uniform?"
"Ah, it looks so beautiful. Thank you, senior sister~" Yun Yinglang took the bag, took a look, and threw it hard on the stool.
"Damn it, this exposure is almost as good as Qiluo's costume, I don't want it!"
"Oh, it's such a pity that we failed." Reiichi Shigure suppressed the desire to continue listening and concentrated on completing the final steps on the map.
He put away the crayons: "The preparations are complete, do you need any other materials?"
"Oh, oh, oh! No, no, I don't dare to bother, I'm so frightened!" At the other end of the activity room, there was a small box surrounded by ropes.
"God's Domain", the long-haired man from Ling Island is sitting in the God's Domain, his eyes are as frightened as if he were meeting a god.
"Even so! I'm so lucky to be able to help you, the blessed son of the God of Fujin! Even if I'm torn to pieces, I won't hesitate!" Everyone who has knowledge of Lingdao must have discovered... This long-haired man is exactly the same as Gongsun Ce. When a group of people went to Zero Island, there were dragon worshipers hiding behind the scenes who were manipulating events.
"Just make a dice and relax." Shigure Reiichi comforted. He stood behind the dragon worshipers and gave the two ladies the necessary explanations.
"Now let me give a brief explanation. Gongsun and the others are currently operating in Usters. This land is the enemy's home field. They can easily fall into the enemy's trap without knowing it, so we have to choose Gongsun. The most appropriate course of action. This is a simple divination ceremony, with myself as the symbol of Fujin God, this gentleman as the priest who presides over the ceremony, and you are responsible for the most important execution. This is because in In divination and prayer involving the mysterious world, your wishes will definitely have the highest priority. Even if you are thousands of miles apart, her world will protect you." Reiichi Shigure said,
"Is everything okay so far?"
"Ah...ah?"
"What?" Reiichi Shigure met two pairs of confused eyes. He decisively gave up explaining the role of the map. After all, it was difficult for the two girls with no basic knowledge to understand the importance of similarity and symbolism in magic.
He said in the simplest words: "Expert research believes that you have the best luck in the United States, and I would like to ask you to help roll a dice."
"Ah~~"
"I see~" The girls understood clearly and took the 51-sided dice from the hands of the dragon admirer.
Yun Yinglang followed Shigure Reiichi's instructions, holding the dice in her hand and shaking it, and said attentively: "Well... let me take a look... I wish you stronger strength and a smooth journey." After saying this, she put the dice in her hand. Leave it to Caldesia.
The hat girl threw the dice, and the 51-sided die rolled on the map. The number it revealed was 14.
Caldesia looked down at the map and announced to everyone: "The next stop for Gongsun Ce and his party is the 14th state, the state of wooden weapons!" [The plight of the Gorgeous Magnetic State was temporarily alleviated by the devil and his party, but The root of the problem remains unresolved.
The ideas of two billion people cannot be changed overnight. The saints of the past spent half their lives on pilgrimage, but today's descendants cannot imitate them in a few days.
In this incident, Majin realized the connection between concepts, thoughts and mutations. The instinct developed during several dangerous missions made him vaguely aware of the important role of the media industry in Gaius Optimis' plan.
After discussing with his companions, he will decide that his next stop will be the Solid Sound of Central United... Sadly, some actors have a deep-seated aversion to drama.
Thanks to the help of the Sky Capital, they decided to make their next stop the Wooden Weapons State. There was no foreshadowing and no logic to the development of this story.
】Situ Yi put down his pen, stopped writing, and put aside the thin and small script at hand. He smiled at the silent boy behind him and said: "Old grudges are still remembered today, especially for women!" The Lord of Yinlu nodded dully and said nothing.
Situ Yi laughed, put away the small script, and continued writing the thick and huge drama script that was placed in front of him.
The space at the bottom of Meteor City is colorful, and the strange city-states composed of countless cities are just like this mysterious country located in the northern continent.
