Chapter 389 Pollution from Chaos
The corrosion from the void spread silently in the shadows under the tower.
When Luo Yan received the message from Miller and returned to the Void Laboratory on the second floor of Corin Tower, he immediately noticed something abnormal here.
A dazzling light bloomed in the center of the laboratory, and the originally weak Void Realm No. 178 became brighter than ever before!
A dozen teaching assistants who were supposed to be working at their respective posts were all gathered around the huge virtual lens at this moment, whispering excitedly.
"Has this kind of thing happened before?"
"I bet not! At least I haven't seen it! There can be so many divine envoys in one virtual realm at the same time!"
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"But what to do?"
"I don't know, but His Highness Colin may have a way."
To be honest, His Highness Colin has no good solution, and even the surprise in his heart at this moment is not inferior to them.
Looking at the extremely dazzling virtual world, Luo Yan's brows raised slightly.
He remembered that before he left, the virtual lens was only about one meter, but now it had expanded into a huge window with a diameter of more than five meters!
And this window actually accommodates so many perspectives!
Countless different perspectives are spliced into a huge picture, and the boiling flames of war spread along the cold mirror, engulfing the world built by the steel forest.
The soaring fire dyed the gray sky blood red, and the flashes of explosions came one after another. Countless vigorous figures walked through the ruins, launching a desperate charge towards the once-invincible "towers".
This is·
What is the situation?
Luo Yan is not surprised by the changes that have taken place in the gray world. After all, he was the one who planned all of this. But he didn't expect that this change was not only limited to the world behind the virtual realm, but also changed the shape of the virtual realm passage.
「Mentor!」
Miller was the first among the researchers present to recover from the shocking scene and notice the arrival of his mentor.
His face was filled with surprise and enthusiasm, as if he had witnessed a miracle happening with his own eyes.
Luo Yan said excitedly as he watched him speed up and walk towards him.
"Mentor! We succeeded! Everything is as you expected!"
"Don't be impatient, speak slowly and tell me what happened." Luo Yan calmed his excitement and said in a gentle tone.
Miller nodded hastily excitedly, and then took a deep breath to calm down from his excitement.
Then, he quickly recounted everything that had just happened to his respected mentor.
From the time when the researchers on duty discovered that the group of materialists shot their chosen divine messenger, to when they suddenly realized that the time behind the virtual realm has advanced for more than twenty years ". - We lost Jon, but every Gray became Jon! Their spirits, their souls, seemed to be completely integrated at the moment of Jon's death!"
< br/> "This is incredible! We are sure that they are all independent individuals, but their spiritual frequencies are highly similar! We can clearly observe that each soul behind the virtual realm is emitting different ripples, but these ripples can resonate with each other!!"
Luo Yan touched his chin with interest.
“Is this rare?”
"Of course!" Miller nodded hastily, looking longingly at the virtual lens not far away again, "Do you know what this means? Each of them can communicate with each other and share knowledge and information just like us and Jon!"
After listening to Miller's report, the interest on Luo Yan's face gradually turned into a touch of surprise and genuine curiosity.
His plan was undoubtedly successful.
Moreover, the effect was even more amazing than expected.
He expected that Jon's death would be the trigger that detonated everything, but he didn't expect that this explosion would actually give birth to the "ascension" of a species?
Other than the word ascension, he couldn't think of a better word to describe this incredible change affecting an entire population.
At the same time, the gray "psykers" in the virtual realm, as they continued to explore and understand their own powers, soon began to show "bug-level" combat effectiveness in the war.
· The materialistic Grays still rely on walkie-talkies for communication, but the psykers have been able to exchange information regardless of communication barriers.
Spiritual resonance brings them huge tactical and strategic advantages.
Even though the power of the Gray Federation's thermal weapons far exceeds the immature psychic powers of these psykers, no matter how powerful the weapons are, it is difficult to destroy the ubiquitous opponents.
Furthermore, these psykers of the "Cosmic Spirit" sect do not reject the use of firearms.
They know the Federation's methods very well, so they will actively detonate electromagnetic pulses to create an area of electronic paralysis, and then rush into the location where the Federation's regular troops are stationed, and carry out extremely precise surgical strikes on the main targets.
In fact, Luo Yan didn't understand what the flash of light was at first.
But as the drones flying in the sky fell like dumplings, and the federal regular troops were fighting like headless flies in the maze-like intricate alleys, he soon realized that it was an EMP!
The traveler's insight came in unexpectedly. If he were a native of Osland, he would definitely not be able to understand such a rare thing.
As for Miller and other teaching assistants, they can only guess. They understood the light as a special magic that could destroy the runes on the "Metal Golem".
As far as the results are concerned, there is nothing wrong with this understanding.
Looking at the victorious Gray troops, a strong curiosity flashed in Luo Yan's eyes. Especially when he thought of his own players, they seemed to have similar abilities.
They are able to exchange in-game intelligence through off-site communication, and recently this tactic seems to have been developed quite maturely by them.
They will even agree on the time to go online and offline, and keep the information flowing by checking the timetable.
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Looking at the assistants who were looking at him expectantly, Luo Yan finally spoke.
His voice was as calm as ever, but it carried undoubted majesty and courage, making everyone involuntarily awe,
"From now on, the focus of our work will need to be adjusted."
"I need you to carefully observe the Gray Man. The spiritual network, figure out what it is."
"And how to use the insights we gain from the virtual realm to our advantage."
Miller's expression was unprecedentedly solemn, no less than that of several demon generals under Luo Yanmo, and he bowed respectfully.
"As you command, mentor!"
Luo Yan nodded, turned and walked into the shadow of the stairwell.
"Notify me if there is new information."
The war behind Void Realm No. 178 is still going on. The fighting between the cybernetic soldiers and the psykers has just evolved from a small-scale conflict into a full-scale war. The subsequent changes remain to be further observed.
However, what is certain is that the lifespan of the Gray Federation has come to an end within its foreseeable time.
From the moment Jon died.
Or, in other words, from the moment he met the new god Colin.
The sparks finally gathered into a prairie fire, and the originally unshakable towers were collapsing, one after another—"
Just when the Grays' towers began to collapse, the Tower of the Great Sage finally waited for Prince Colin's second "bombshell."
That was the latest paper published in the "Sage", and the contents of the paper shocked all the scholars who had been waiting for it.
No one expected that this virtual realm resource that had been exhausted in the hands of mentor Merck would actually be rescued!
In the past fifty years of Xuebang’s research on virtual realm, there has never been a precedent for a virtual realm channel that has weakened to this extent and can be stabilized again!
· For a long time, the general consensus among the sages is to do everything possible to squeeze out the last remaining value of those channels that are about to be disconnected.
But now, Prince Colin's research has provided a new way of thinking that is full of infinite possibilities for those professors who are troubled by the unsustainable development of virtual resources!
"This is simply a miracle!"
In the apprentice cafeteria, a bespectacled mage couldn't help but say something excited, sharing his latest discoveries from the "Sage" with the mage next to him who were also paying attention to the academic frontier, attracting the envious eyes of the preparatory students.
Although few apprentices have access to virtual resources, this does not prevent them from being proud of the breakthroughs in virtual technology.
And, I sincerely admire those senior students who can understand the papers.
Barrett silently made up his mind, and he swore that one day he would touch the edge of the virtual realm like his seniors!
He took a hard bite of the bread in his hand and chewed it hard.
Lately, his roommates have stopped paying attention to him, and he has no other friends. Working hard is the only thing he can do at the moment—
The cafeteria was full of people talking about it. His Highness Colin's name seemed to be in this hall.
Coors walked through the chattering crowd with mixed emotions.
Since he had a falling out with Ilana, His Highness Colin's name has rarely been mentioned, but those preparatory students still occasionally recall that the respected Mr. Cools was the "first" senior to brag about His Highness Colin's extraordinary qualities.
Well-informed often means a deep background, and in Xuebang, a black box that is even darker than the Holy City, people can only rely on speculation and word-of-mouth rumors to satisfy their curiosity about the top of the tower. Coors actually took advantage of this to satisfy his own vanity, deliberately creating a persona among his apprentices with "eyes and hands all over the sky".
Especially because they didn’t know what happened in the library that day, and their impression of him still stayed at the time when he and Ilana had a good relationship.
Hence, in the mouths of some idiots, the story inexplicably turned out to be that Ilana became the assistant teacher of His Highness Colin under the recommendation of Senior Coors.
Later, it was simply simplified to the fact that he recommended Ilana to His Highness the Prince.
A few months ago, Coors would have smiled enigmatically and said "low-key." But now when he hears these words, he can only blush, feel angry and ashamed in his heart,
This is like giving away his beloved goddess.
But he couldn't stand up and refute.
After all, those gossips are only spread in private. Being too serious will not only destroy your "news channel" persona, but also make people feel confused.
Enduring the adoring gazes that made him love and hate him at the same time, he walked to his small circle and sat down.
As soon as the plate with bread flew in front of him, the conversation of several strange apprentices at the next table floated over clearly.
"Oh my god, have you read today's "Sage"? Instructor Colin is simply a god! He really saved No. 178 Virtual Realm!"
"Although I can't understand a word of the theories about "spiritual network" and "soul resonance" in the paper -"
"Nonsense! You can understand and still sit here?"
"Hey, I wish I had chosen his class."
"The miser who ate alone in our dormitory didn't even say a word, forget about other things, even this one!"
"I heard that His Highness will even personally guide the studies of preparatory students, without any pretensions! Compared with him, some of the teaching assistants in our tower are arrogant than him!"
"Yes, I've heard that too, he is very nice! Regardless of whether you come to his classroom or not, as long as you submit your homework, you will get credits.
Much easier to get along with than Hector's stubborn donkey!"< br/>
"Hush! Don't let Hector's apprentice hear it!"
The apprentice sitting next to Coors poked his arm gently and looked at the respected senior, his admiration was beyond words.
"You have already guessed it, right? Mr. Coors."
Coors' expression froze slightly, but he still coughed and said.
"Of course. I have already said that His Highness Colin is a scholar who truly pursues the truth. This is not difficult for him. Well, I guessed it from the beginning."
The eyes surrounding him became more and more full of admiration, as if he was the spokesperson of His Highness Colin.
Kors suddenly felt a little lucky. It seemed that it was just his misunderstanding before. Ilana did not tell everyone about the bad words she said about His Highness Colin.
Finn, who was sitting not far away, looked at the senior student strangely, with both sympathy and a hint of incomprehension in his eyes.
How did this guy become like this? Different from the noise in the apprentice cafeteria, the atmosphere in a seminar room located on the middle floor of the tower was much more serious.
Although it is the same as the apprentices' cafeteria, it is also full of uncontrollable excitement.
A dozen tutors and professors with formal teaching positions in Xuebang are sitting around a long table, having intense academic discussions about the results shown in Colin's paper.
"The results are certainly gratifying, but I think we cannot ignore the characteristics of the gray species itself -
An old professor with a slightly higher hairline and a serious expression pushed up his monocle and made his point in a smooth tone.
“..The spiritual evolution they showed after falling into despair is something we have never observed in any other virtual realm. The spiritual difference between us and them may be even greater than the difference between us and the goblins. I have enough reason to suspect that this success is likely to be an irreversible Individual examples based on species characteristics. "
"I disagree."
Another younger platinum-level professor immediately put forward a counterargument. His voice was also full of rational power, but there was something different in it.
“Your Excellency, you seem to have forgotten the fundamental prerequisite for the establishment of the virtual realm channel—spiritual resonance. The fact that we can use the power of the virtual realm to exchange information with them proves that we have fundamental similarities in mental structure. If they were completely different from us, we would not be able to contact them from the beginning. The reason why Teacher Colin’s strategy is successful is precisely because we are “similar” enough, and our influence can make waves in their hearts! "
The fierce debate continues, but every scholar's eyes are shining with the light of wisdom and pursuit, like candles that are lit one after another.
It was Colin's paper that lit the candle in their eyes.
Although they usually discuss academic issues like this, their opinions are rarely as different as they are today.
About the research methods of the virtual realm, there has been a conclusion in the past fifty years. Rather than saying that they are explorers, it is better to say that they are miners hired by sages.
At this moment, the door of the seminar room was suddenly pushed open, and Professor Alister Thorne walked in slowly.
He had a gentle smile on his face, but the aura of a superior person that seemed to be born with him still instantly silenced the whole room.
"I am deeply gratified to see that you all have such a high enthusiasm for academics."
Alister looked around at everyone and said in a tone of approval, "I think this is the foundation of our academic country's ability to lead the entire continent's magic research - please forgive me for coming uninvited, I was attracted by the light of wisdom."
Although the condescending tone could easily make people feel unhappy, the scholars present all recognized Professor Alister's authority, so they did not feel it was inappropriate. Instead, they were surprised by his sudden impeccable etiquette.
This person is the first person among the sages.
Although there is still a big gap between his own strength and the thirteen sages, everyone believes that it is only a matter of time before he becomes the fourteenth sage and has his own school.
Looking at the scholars who were looking at each other, his words changed. Although his tone was still gentle, it had a hint of unquestionable teaching.
"However, I also hope that everyone will not forget the resolution just made by the Council of Sages not long ago. While exploring enthusiastically, we should maintain the prudence of scholars and not rashly adopt radical research strategies to avoid repeating the initial mistakes of No. 178 Void Realm."
The whispers spread across the long table, and then gathered into hesitant but clear statements.
"Professor Alister said that we should really be more cautious."
"I also agree."
Everyone nodded in agreement, and the radical fire in their hearts was extinguished a lot by this basin of just the right cold water.
None of them knew why this reclusive professor suddenly appeared in a seminar of this level, but what he said was indeed correct, and the great sage's resolution was still ringing in their ears.
They should really be more cautious.
Everyone is waiting for Professor Alister to leave.
However, to everyone's surprise, this uninvited gentleman did not turn around and leave after speaking as usual.
Uncharacteristically, he found an empty seat at the long table very naturally, smiling and joining this academic seminar that was not worthy of his status.
"With all due respect," he said to the radical professor, "I have some immature views on the universality of the "spiritual resonance" you mentioned. Perhaps I can discuss it with you.——"
The professor was stunned for a moment, and then showed a flattered expression. Professor Alister looked as reserved as a student in front of him.
Professor Hector's place would probably not be much better.
Although the apprentices were faced with a handsome god, they were still more than a little behind in front of the "great sage's favorite disciple".
It’s not just about strength.
It is also an academic prestige.
1 Surrounded by this humble atmosphere, Alister began to give a speech, giving "pointers" to these scholars whose academic status was far lower than him one by one.
His insights were clear-cut and his logic was impeccable, but it made everyone present feel an inexplicable sense of restraint and pressure.
The originally lively and free discussion atmosphere suddenly became like a briefing meeting, and even the instructors who had ideas chose to remain silent.
Only stones and stones can create sparks, and stones and eggs can only produce egg yolks. When it was useless to say anything, they chose not to say anything.
When this weird seminar finally came to an end, all the instructors and professors seemed to have been granted amnesty and fled the scene without stopping.
It’s like get out of class is over.
Looking at the empty rooms and the scholars escaping like wood rats, Alister's expression gradually turned cold.
He knew that those people were afraid of him and was satisfied with their humility, but he still felt a little dissatisfied with their "obedient resistance".
This is the big difference between the smart people in the Academy and the smart people in the Empire. They will say "Yes, Professor" whether they agree or disagree.
Then some people will be really obedient and deliberately mess up things, and some people will secretly do the opposite and pretend to be stupid after being discovered.
It’s strange that these rats can understand the study of the virtual world!
Alister turned to look at the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the corner. The ominous gray mist in the mirror still lingered around his reflection, as if it was his innate shadow.
"What a waste of time, why should I share my knowledge with a group of guys who don't even know where they are? My men are twice as useful as these things."
He waved his index finger and guided the teapot to pour himself a cup of black tea. Even the sound of water flowing into the cup could not conceal the impatience in his voice.
His "godhead" chuckled and comforted him with a gentle voice: "Calm down, this is just an act. You might as well learn from your opponent, he will patiently start from the beginning - do you see when he complains? Even if they are humble adventurers, he can patiently become friends with them."
Alister snorted.
"Why should I do such boring things like him."
The voice in the underworld camp said patiently: "Of course it is to accumulate "influence".
It continued without waiting for Alister to speak.
“You should have noticed it a long time ago. Whether it is hook power or other extraordinary forces, its essence is actually a kind of power called "trust". Of course, this is a sensitive topic that is not convenient to discuss openly in the land ruled by the Qianwu Empire, so you fools pretend to be confused, and in order to indirectly study this topic without mentioning the word faith, you have invented thousands of forms of advanced power, such as what is Gou Li? Am I right? ”
Alister narrowed his eyes slightly, a sharp light flashed in his deep eyes, and then the corners of his mouth suddenly turned up in amusement.
"Haha, you discovered it, should I give you an award?"
His godhead whispered in a bowed voice.
"There is no need to present an award, it is not difficult, after all, I am you. And the person who sent me to you was once as young as you."
Young.
Hehe.
Alister smiled faintly, but he didn't think so.
Is this a clear statement?
It doesn't matter if he is not orange, he guessed something at the first sight of Zha. After all, he has studied the virtual realm of Di for more than ten years, how can he not know what the hell is hiding behind this guy?
It’s nothing more than mutual utilization.
At least, the benefits given by Zha are good, even more generous than what the great sage gave himself.
Being able to obtain power that is closer to the extraordinary root hook than hook power without relying on the virtual realm makes him feel that his long-standing bottleneck is not far away.
Jianzha persuaded himself not to pay too much attention to his extraordinary power. His godhead was the being that surpassed all extraordinary beings.
"It's really unpleasant to have a guy who understands me so well living in my head - so, what's next?" Alister's voice returned to calmness, and he had decided to listen to what this "himself" had to say.
The gray mist seemed to be very satisfied with his cooperative attitude, and rolled even more happily.
"First of all, you need to create a powerful and mythical "personality", and then make it deeply rooted in the hearts of more people, just like just now. "
“You don’t think those scholars like me.” Alister sneered.
The godhead said in a cheerful voice.
"You don't need to expect them to like you, fear is also a kind of belief, don't the demons in hell just take advantage of this?"
Alister narrowed his eyes slightly and suddenly said.
"I have a question."
The twisted gray mist was like a loyal servant, bowing obediently in the mirror.
cco by Ariste , staring sharply at the gray fog in the mirror, and speaking in a slow voice with a hint of jealousy.
"You said the person you first found was not me, I'm curious who it is?"
Him Shen Ge chuckled and asked, "Is this important?"
H "You just feel it's inconvenient, so you don't have to answer." Alister's tone was very calm, as if he was just asking casually.
"It's not inconvenient, and you can guess the answer even if I don't tell you, right?"
Alister's eyes seemed to penetrate the dim mirror and saw the young figure in the other tower.
That face also had a hint of gloom at the same time.
"Colin?"
"Correct." Godhead answered softly, as if to take care of his emotions.
Obviously not long ago, Zha was the one who reacted greatly to this name, and even had to ask Alister to counterattack to suppress Zha's hostility.
Alister was silent for a moment and continued.
"Then why did you give up?"
"I didn't want to either, but -" The voice contained a rare hint of regret, as if it was a sigh, "A soul can only have one godhead, just like a soul can only have one personality. It's a pity that the promising guy has been caught up first."
These words were like a bolt of lightning, instantly splitting all the fog in Alister's mind.
He was lost in thought, and the reserved and calm look of a scholar on his face was gradually replaced by a clear smile.
“It’s no wonder that he always does these unnecessary things. It turns out that he is trying to praise his faith, but I look at him again.”
Although a few magicians of the Gou Fa School have roughly understood the secret that Gou Li is the power of belief, this does not mean that they can collect this power from people's beliefs.
Most of the time, they still need to use the name of Saint Sith to complete this journey, and only gods can collect people's scattered beliefs.
The same goes for nobles.
Chasing fame and fortune and striving for favor are their innate instincts, and this is also the "sanctification" path left to them by their ancestors - they cannot become a legend on their own, but they can in the name of Saint Sith.
And Colin's performance is undoubtedly in line with this. The Holy Light of his body is no less than those of the devout priests. Even the nobles of the Holy City recognize his glory. No one will think that he is poaching Saint Sith, and will only praise him for inheriting the glory of his ancestors.
Aristle Bing had no doubt that no one would believe him if he said it. Instead, they would think that he was a heretic and a mad whisperer.
No matter what, the voice in the underworld camp expressed approval of Alister’s understanding.
"Congratulations on discovering Zhenli."
Alister's eyes gradually became sharper.
"Who does his godhead come from?"
"Then I don't know," the voice of the godhead had a trace of irrelevant laziness, "Maybe it's an old friend of my father's."
h "Old friend?" Alister frowned.
The Godhead was surprisingly frank and spoke directly.
"Well, I guess it's Novel. Zha likes scholars who delve into the occult, detectives who explore the truth behind the fog - and all people who are obsessed with digging out the truth."
Although he had guessed this possibility a long time ago, it was just his guess after all, and it was far less shocking than confirming it with his own ears.
As a professor of Xuebang, he naturally understands chaos, and he also knows very well what type of chaos scholars are easily contaminated by.
No, he won't be like those wood rats who are scared to death when they hear pollution, scurrying around like a headless fly.
Pollution is just a way of saying it.
All forces that Saint Sith does not want his servants to come into contact with can be criticized as pollution.
This also includes the power from the devil.
Hands, the demons in hell are having a lot of fun with it, they are fighting an inextricable battle with the empire, and they don’t even see themselves dying.
Chaos, of course, can also be used.
It’s just that those who hold these powers won’t tell others.
The godhead smiled and said: "You do call us that."
Alister said in a hoarse voice.
"I actually guessed it, but I thought you were from Nowell."
It seemed that he heard some interesting joke, and Godhead smiled.
"Haha—why? Is it because my form is "fog"? In fact, I can also transform into other shapes, anyway, only you can see me."
As he spoke, the twisted gray mist floated away, changing shapes in the air. Sometimes it looks like a sharp sword symbolizing killing, sometimes it looks like a crown representing power.
At the end, it turned into a wisp of light smoke again, wrapping around the ring on his finger that symbolized the power of the Thorne Society, and it bowed as smoothly as a harmless sparrow.
"I'm just a little regretful. Unexpectedly, in the eyes of Chaos, I am not a scholar." Alister smiled faintly, but his hoarse voice did not sound like he had any regrets.
"Regret? Scholar? Are you talking about yourself? Or are you talking about the professors just now?" The arrogant Godhead joked, but he didn't feel arrogant at all.
Alister looked at his hands in the mirror and asked another question that he was concerned about in an indifferent tone.
"So, who is your father? Since it's not Novel. I think it's probably not the Claw of Eternal Hunger or the Flame of Destruction."
"Didn't I tell you a long time ago?" The voice whispered intimately, like a whisper between lovers, "I am the arrogance in your heart." Wear the crown on the head of all the arrogant people in this universe"
"Only one is qualified to wear an immortal crown for the true king!"
Alister laughed.
"Then how can I wear a crown? Become a sage?"
"That is not a title, it is a mortal title."
His godhead smiled softly, twisted the gray figure, and floated back into his shadow from his skinny fingertips.
"One day, you don't have to see me in the mirror, but you can see me everywhere - then you will become a god on earth."
h "From then on, your opponents will no longer dare to kill you easily, because the dead you will be better than the living one." You are more terrifying. You will gain eternity from death and become an everlasting mark in the hearts of a group of people, just like what happened in the virtual world on No. 178. The twisted gray fog disappeared from the mirror, leaving only a meaningful word.
"Don't let your opponent get ahead, the future world will be more prosperous and crowded than the handsome tower under your feet."
Watching the gray mist disappear, Alisters pondered for a long time, and seemed to have an idea about what to do next.
At the same time, on the other side of the Great Sage's Camp Tower, a young apprentice handed his notebook to Luo Yan with great trepidation.
That note is full of calculations.
Luo Yan's eyes quickly moved from page to page until he saw the last line.
The surprise in his eyes gradually turned into surprise, as if he had drawn an SSR card.
Euler-Lagrange equation!
Ilana's lips moved, as if she was ashamed of the "immature idea" she was about to speak.
After all, that is a project that even James Walli’s mentor has not completed. Maybe that mentor is still a silver-level or even gold-level expert.
And she was just an apprentice who had just learned magic,
Buju—
The expectation in His Highness Colin’s eyes gave her the courage to speak out, allowing her to share the joy in her heart with him without any scruples.
Remember the "path optimization equation" I mentioned to you before? "
"I may have really found it."