Volume 1 Chapter 47 Lifeline is temporarily closed

Style: Fantasy Author: Bamboo tube drunken fishWords: 2028Update Time: 24/01/18 11:17:38
"I think it should be enough," Qian Hai explained: "All I have to do is find and modify some settings in the big clock so that it no longer absorbs unlimited information from the origin of the world. The problem now is, the problem with the big clock It needs to be solved as soon as possible, and it will be difficult for my spiritual level to be improved in a short period of time. So, you two see..."

"Then take out all the items in the clan that can replenish spiritual power, notify the other four elders to set up the magic circle, and let's start preparations." The great elder said decisively.

Patriarch Golin frowned and pondered for a long time, and finally nodded, "Just do as the great elder said."

"Qian Hai, you will stay in the Clock Hall to rest tonight," Clan Chief Golin looked at Qian Hai, "I will make preparations now, and I will announce the plan to the clan members tomorrow morning."

"Okay, Chief Golin."...

After Patriarch Golin placed Qian Hai in a room not far from the great elder, he hurriedly left to prepare plans for tomorrow.

Because he had the experience of destroying the seal of the Creator God, Qian Hai felt that it would be much easier to modify the big clock this time. Therefore, the heavy emotions of Patriarch Golin and the Great Elder that "the fate of the entire clan was about to be decided" did not overwhelm Qian Hai. nervous.

In addition, he had meditated continuously for four days and three nights. Now he simply ate something and slept until dawn as soon as he lay down on the bed.

In the early morning, in the foggy town.

When Chief Golin summoned his clan members to the square and announced this amazing plan to everyone, Qian Hai was having breakfast peacefully with the great elder.

In the dim square, people seemed to hear that the end was coming: some excitedly asked why over and over again; some stood blankly and were at a loss; some were talking in astonishment, and the most shocked among the crowd was An Xiu.

Yesterday, Qian Hai was looked for by the Great Elder and didn't come back all night. An Xiu guessed that something big related to the big clock must happen. But he never expected to hear such shocking news early this morning - temporarily shutting down the lifeblood of the recorder family, the big clock!

Looking at the panic and helpless tribesmen in the square, and thinking about Qian Hai's bastard look who didn't care about anything, An Xiu silently took off his glasses and prayed in his heart: "I hope that just this time, that kid Qian Hai will be worthy of the great elder." And the clan leader’s trust in him! Otherwise, our clan will really be doomed.”

At this time, what An Xiu didn't notice was that there were several people in the corner of the square watching everything with a cold smile...

Underground in the Clock Hall, inside the core of the Great Clock.

Patriarch Golin pushed the elder who was sitting in a wheelchair. The other four elders stood by the arranged magic circle. Everyone looked at Qian Hai nervously.

"Qianhai, are you ready?" Patriarch Golin's voice unconsciously became heavier.

Qian Hai nodded seriously and said, "I'm ready and can start at any time."

"Okay." Patriarch Golin pushed the elder to the big clock.

The great elder took out a transparent key that shone with various colors from his arms and began to recite a lengthy incantation. The transparent key gradually emits a dazzling light, slowly floats from the hands of the great elder, and flies towards the big clock. As the key merges into the large clock, all the gears begin to grind to a halt.

Without waiting for anyone to say anything, Qian Hai walked directly to the big clock and put his hand on the big clock to activate the tamperer.

It is easier to analyze the big clock when it is stopped than when it is running, but Qianhai still doesn't have enough mental strength to see all the symbols in the big clock.

About twenty minutes later, Qian Hai suddenly said: "Inject spiritual power into me." An elder walked into the magic circle without any hesitation and transferred his spiritual power to Qian Hai.

'Damn...I simplified the problem,' Qian Hai's gradually blurred vision became clear again, 'Simple destruction and modification are completely different! My spiritual level doesn’t even know which symbols are the settings for the big clock to absorb information from the outside world! '

'This is how to do! ? Now stop and say that I can't modify it. Let's not talk about whether they can kill me directly. The great elder will be the first one to faint because he can't bear it! No, that’s so sorry for them! There must be another way...'

"Give me a potion." Qian Hai stretched out his other hand behind him, took the bottle of blue potion handed over by Chief Golin, and drank it without looking at it.

'Why? Yes! The current information flow accumulated in the big clock is not the entrance for the big clock to absorb the world's information! Then if I close a few of these entrances, wouldn't it also reduce the load on the big clock? ? Find a small information flow and try it! '

'First clean up the accumulated information in the information flow...' Under the gradual guidance of Qian Hai's tamperers, the dense light spots in the information flow flowed out of the large clock and slowly drifted and disappeared in the space.

As the information flow continued to be cleaned up, Qian Hai's mental energy consumption increased sharply. The potion could only slowly restore a small amount of mental power, and the elder who was delivering mental power began to lack stamina.

'Huh... Finally, all the information in the channel has been cleared. Now, hurry up and close the outermost channel...'

Finally, before his mental power was about to bottom out, Qian Hai used a tamper to change the gaps between the outermost symbols of the big clock, and locked the symbols filling the information flow entrance with each other.

'It's done! ! This method works! Qian Hai breathed a sigh of relief, "But..."

Qian Hai withdrew his consciousness from the big clock, calmed down, and asked several people present: "Great Elder, everyone, I have found a way to solve the problem of the big clock. I will clean up the information flow accumulated by the big clock, and then send the information The entrance to the flow is blocked. However, I have currently detected more than a dozen information flows of varying thicknesses. How many information channels do you think I should block?"

"Also, I want to apologize to everyone," Qian Hai continued: "I just cleaned and blocked a small information channel, and it almost consumed all my mental energy. This is indeed beyond my previous expectations. So. , if the big clock can be stopped for a period of time, I recommend modifying the big clock in multiple times."

"The big clock can be stopped for a period of time, but the longer it is stopped, the more energy will be lost in the big clock, and the more difficult it will be to restart the big clock." The great elder said feebly.

"Great Elder, you can rest assured that the big clock converts information into energy. Now the information in it is overflowing, so" Qian Hai said firmly: "The energy inside the big clock will not be lost for at least ten days. Any reduction.”

"Okay," the Great Elder looked at the others, "How many information channels do you think should be closed? I think you all know that stopping the big clock every time has extremely high risks. It is best to solve the problem permanently at once."

"Excuse me, Mr. Qian Hai," an elder said: "What impact will closing too many or too few information channels have on the big clock?"