The avatar blended into the palm of his palm. At first glance, the ring-shaped continent in front of him was no different. Even though the stone statue was extremely large compared to various races, it was as small as dust on the scale of the sand table.
However, when he zoomed in, he clearly saw the base stations that were "spread across the earth" and rooted in the earth and ocean.
This scene suddenly reminded Lin Tuo of the chess board.
Most of the
chess pieces
are located near the gathering areas of intelligent races. According to logic, as long as there are no huge migration changes in the following years, many of them will evolve into future cities.
Of course, some of them are placed in the wilderness in order to maintain "even distribution".
"They look surprised," Lin Tuo observed the creatures on the earth with interest, "Next is waiting."
Wait for them to worship the idols and evolve the early religious rituals. Secondly, they wait for the arrival of the "upgraded Xinghai server".
……
And the following development is indeed proceeding like Lin Tuo's vision.
For a group of beings who have just walked out of the cave and have just established the prototype of society, the great and mysterious stone statues that have fallen from the sky have undoubtedly shaken their hearts deeply.
Soon, Lin Tuo noticed that these races and tribes began to hold ritual activities around the surrounding idols, no matter it was humans, elves, or orcs.
They began to clean up the environment around the idols, and even built their fences or stone walls to isolate them from the wilderness.
They will regularly carry "sacrifices", come to the idols to express their surrender and awe using various strange and unique rituals.
They gradually evolved their respective unified names for "deities" and shouted collectively when offering sacrifices. However, due to geographical barriers and the lack of ethnic barriers, their names for deities were also different.
Lin Tuo was not surprised. He just observed patiently. After the evening, the Yue Clan sent another message:
Xinghai server debugging is completed.
……
The upgraded version of the server is much larger than the original version, and it has a new shell. At first glance, it looks like a computer case.
There is a switch on the top, and the status light will light up in the open state. Open the buckle with specific steps and you can find that the inside is divided into two parts.
According to Qingkong, this design refers to the left and right brain divisions of the Yue people...
The simulated prayer candle on the left is responsible for receiving signals from 108 base stations, reading, transforming, and accumulating spirituality.
The core part is a reduced version of the "forbidden cage", a container similar to a bottle.
The right side of contains the original "Lingnet" module, as well as a large number of slots. It is an instrument built according to the promotion system of the transcendent envisioned by Mount Sinai.
The core part is the "marker", which is also connected to the base station, but because Lin Tuo has not written the "spell sequence" yet, this part has not yet worked.
As for the energy of the server, it has also been replaced with an "ether pool", that is, a "battery" that can temporarily store ether energy and can be used multiple times. It is also one of the most important inventions of the Moon Clan alchemical civilization.
"Next is to try to run." Lin Tuo fiddled for a while, let out a sigh of relief, looked at the No. 5 sand table, looking forward to it.
But it still can't run, because the "password" has not been written.
So, Lin Tuo then used the clone again to run through all the enshrined gods and tribes with the stealth effect.
Because the language system is not yet mature, the role of "Communicative Language" is limited. To a large extent, this group of people still rely on body movements to communicate information... But this does not affect Lin Tuo's goal.
He only needs to watch these primitive beings during the sacrificial ritual and record the pronunciation of the vocabulary called "base station".
This job is more troublesome than he expected, and it took a while to succeed.
Wait for Lin Tuo to take back the clone again, the main body awakened from the state of closed eyes, raised his hand and pressed the switch of "Xinghai Server".
The indicator rune at the top of "Om~" quickly lit up, Lin Tuo put his hand into the left part, tried to touch and write the rest, and then began to recite dozens of different "addresses" roundly.
Next door.
In the room, Huaxi was arguing with Hathaway about the design details of a courtyard in Lishan Jianzong. The two suddenly turned their heads to look in the direction of the study, listening to the gurgling bytes inside, and looked at each other.
"What is Lin Tuo doing?" Hathaway asked.
Huaxi sniffed: "I don't know."
"Sure enough, asking you is a mistake, cut, nothing." Hathaway said in disgust.
Huaxi looked at her straightly: "You can try again?"
……
Five minutes later, Lin Tuo retracted his hand and let out a long breath:
"Finally finished typing."
"In this way, as long as these tribes chant the corresponding name + specific content in the coverage area of the base station, it can be counted as a valid password. What I have to do is to meet a few prayers occasionally to deepen the concept of'God' ."
Thinking, Lin Tuo pressed the second button again.
So, a faint halo overflowed from the server, sweeping the entire sandbox.
With the help of the sand table to narrow the distance, at this moment, the base station hidden inside the 108 stone statues made a slight click at the same time and started to operate.
Immediately, Lin Tuo put his hand on the corresponding area of the server again and began to meditately observe the internal changes. After a while, he was delighted to see the extremely light, extremely thin light spots pouring into the sandbox out of thin air.
They are really subtle, much dimmer than the influx from the earth on the night of "Fantasy Night", and their numbers are unmatched.
However, under the effect of time acceleration, the light points accumulated over the years are still gathered into a thin stream of information.
Lin Tuo tried to touch, vaguely able to sense what they prayed for, it was almost nothing more than drought and precipitation, food harvest, disease pain, etc...
Understandably, the primitive people at this time probably don't pray too much.
Even if they have, they often only recite the name given to the "deity" without mentioning the specific needs. However, most of them are produced in the giant sacrificial activities of the tribe.
"Sure enough! It's just that the accumulated weight is so poor that I can't even absorb it."
Lin Tuo sighed, and found another problem.
That is, in an environment where time is accelerating, there is a big error between the "prayer" he received and the actual time.
For example, a certain tribe prayed for rain, and when Lin Tuo received this password, several years had passed in the sandbox... which was bad.
Thinking, Lin Tuo raised his hand to speed up and pause, and the spot of light that came in quickly became scarce.
At a glance, there were only a few sporadic ones. Lin Tuo was not disappointed. He waited quietly, and when a new dim light flooded in, he immediately tried to read:
"The great Mars...Please cast down the grace, expel disease, and redeem the warriors of the tribe..."
If it is a prayer candle, such a slightly vague prayer sentence may not be successfully converted into a spell, but for the Xinghai server, there is no such problem.
It was originally an empty shell. Whether it can be satisfied is completely dependent on Lin Tuo.
"Disease..." Lin Tuo's eyes moved, using the connection between the server and the base station to trace back the source of this information.
Soon, he located the base station.
The sand table expanded rapidly. With the blessing of Eagle Eye Technique, Lin Tuo also clearly saw the scene on the ground:
In a human tribe, people in animal skins fell to the ground, groaning in pain, or drowsy and coughing. Some tribesmen who were not infected tried to use some herbs, but to no avail.
The older priest of the tribe took a few people and placed the tribute in front of the idols in the tribe, kneeling down to pray.
Lin Tuo retracted his gaze, thought a little, and raised his hand to throw the avatar into it.
In the blink of an eye, Lin Tuo, with his stealth spell, appeared on the head of the idol.
After many years of wind and rain, the surface of the stone statue became more and more blurred, and there was a lot of vicissitudes of life. Lin Tuo leaned down, listening to the painful groan below, and suddenly slapped the surface of the stone statue.
"Boom!"
In the next second, in the horrified eyes of the primitive people, the gods who had been "sleeping" for countless years were bright and generous, dazzling with dazzling light, which made people afraid to look directly.
At the same time, Lin Tuo's figure floated down, sketching the model of the healing spell in his mind, and then threw a bunch of "healing brilliance" at the sick humans.
About ten seconds later, the "lighting technique" dissipated, and the stone statue was restored as before.
The panicked priest carefully raised his head and turned his head to look around, and saw a surprise cry from the tribe. The patients who had been in a high fever and comatose almost got up at the same time, their expressions were blank, and the pain gradually disappeared.
After that, they looked at the stone statue with more awe and shouted in unison:
"Mars!"
"Mars!"
"Mars!"
……
A forest fire is spreading rapidly in the dense forests around the north of the mainland, and thick black smoke is rising with the fire.
The animals in the forest ran away in horror.
In a certain elven tribe, a large group of slender and vigorous primitive elves palely guarded by the fence of the tribe, desperately watching the wildfire ahead approaching.
Some elves dragged animal skins or rucksacks woven from grass blades, but they were slow to leave.
Suddenly, several elves wept bitterly and ran to the foot of the stone statue next to the tribe, threw themselves on the "robes" of the statue that was full of wind and rain, whispering the words of prayer.
"Armis, omnipotent, ask you to save our home!"
Next to , the rest of the elves stared at this scene stupidly, dragging their bags amid the cries of the patriarch, forming a line, and slowly leaving far away
must go, otherwise the smoke will take away their lives when the wildfire burns up close.
And at this moment, a thunderstorm suddenly sounded in the sky, and the huge mysterious stone statue suddenly opened a strange halo, enveloped in white light, releasing a sacred breath.
Then, a torrential rain crashed down, extinguishing the blazing mountain fire.
The elves carrying their backpacks stopped and looked at this scene in shock, with surprise and awe in their eyes.
