Chapter 1493: Double Beast

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It seems that there is something wrong with the world management system of the Protoss, but unfortunately this time I can't help anything-not only I can't help, even the most knowledgeable experts of the Empire can't help this time. The world management system is not a project that can be jointly carried out in the past. It is used by the Protoss from beginning to end. The Spirit Apostle obviously cannot play with this stuff.
However, I do n’t think the Protoss need us to worry about it. Seeing the meaning of Bingtis, although the
wide-range crash
is more concerned about the Pantheon, it has not yet caused much turbulence. It seems that this is not too serious for the Protoss In addition, this is also their internal affairs, so I don't have to worry about it blindly.
Ding Dang and Uncle Kenser returned to the Divine Realm early the next morning. It is said that there are still many gods who have returned to the various places of the Divine Realm this time. In addition to encountering serious failures like Uncle Kenser, many are encountered. There are regular alarms, but the situation is also likely to be related to the management gods of this incident, which adds up to hundreds or thousands of them. "Hundreds and Thousands" may only be a small number compared to the total number of Protoss territories in the void, but this is already hundreds of times more people who experience system failures in the same time period on weekdays, and over time, this The number is still rising rapidly. I hope that there will be no big troubles in the divine realm.
Bingtis is a gold-level school bully. Of course, her self-made management system will not be a problem, so this female hooligan can now slap melon seeds on the sofa in the ground floor, while lazily following me Discuss this collective crash: "In fact, this incident itself does not have much impact. The most serious system failure currently encountered is to restart the management terminal, and each world has redundant management groups, even if the world The management system has completely collapsed, and the universe will not be finished immediately. For the local management god, it is a small problem that can be easily handled, and Ding Dong can cope with it. The only problem now is that these situations happen too late. You see, God ’s eyes are stunned, it ’s time to go on a march, and suddenly a bunch of things in the house are following the situation. It ’s not a hurry for anyone to change ... The Pantheon should be crazy at this time.

As I combed Araiye's feathers, I looked up at this female hooligan and said, "As an expert in the field related to the world, at this time, you still nest in other people's homes to eat, drink, and melon seeds. Isn't it any good?
Bingiste shook his head shamelessly: "He is a senior commander of the Apostles of the Spirit. At this time, there is nothing to be regrettable about sitting in the capital of the Empire."
Me: "... believe it or not, I will record your current speech and send it to your dad. His old man will hunt you down across the universe at that time."
"Actually, it's really helpless to go back to my body," Bingtis waved his hand, and put a little serious expression on his face. "It is a personal hobby to study the world management system. Even if he can write the system by himself, that's it. It belongs to the wild road, and can't be compared with that group of experts. "
I looked at Sister Bing by surprise, but I rarely saw this proud female hooligan saying such soft words, it seems that she is always spit out as "a group of old antiques guarding antiques and studying antiques The Pantheon is really an unfathomable place. Its scope seems to be very wide. It not only includes the personnel and administration of the Divine Realm, but also the intelligence summary of the world under the Divine Realm. Now it seems that it is also managing Research and emergency dispatch are two things that seem completely out of touch-is there anything else they can't manage?
"The Pantheon is a more general term." Bingtis waved his hand suddenly when he heard my doubts. "This is a common name, which means '10, 000 temples. 'It means there are many, many temples. In view of many different things, because there are too many temples and their names are very diverse, we usually call them the Pantheon, and when they are called one, they are directly called the "Pantheon"-just like the population 'Authority' and 'Government' mean the same thing. But no matter how diverse the Pantheon is, there is an old antique in them. "
I: "... Well? I keep breaking the sentence! I thought the temple was called the Pantheon!"
"There are 10,000 shrines of gods?" Bingtis rolled her eyes. "Isn't that just a collective dormitory?"
I was speechless, thinking that in the future I would no longer be able to make up for these ambiguous things. The difference between the Pantheon and the Pantheon is really amazing ...
At this time, a few black figures with large palms suddenly jumped on the coffee table in front of themselves and Bingtis, interrupting the chat between the two of us. I looked down and turned out to be a few little crows: now I do n’t know How many such little babies did the little crow make or hatch? Just know that at home and in the Shadow City, you will see these little girls in black with big palms. Usually most of the little crows will blend with the silly birds and live in a mysterious alien space, but considering the messy character of the silly birds and the unrestrained lifestyle of these little crows, these little crows It's no surprise that guys run everywhere. For these little guys who have not completely got rid of bird habits, and even the language is "snoring" with various tones, I always treat them as cute things, although in theory they will be the future crow It is a goddess, but sometimes the goddess does not conflict with Mengwu-think about Ding Dong.
This little group came here for food. As soon as they jumped onto the table, they ran straight to the plate of ice seeds, and then they held a piece of seeds together, and they were as smart as squirrels. Then I They found that they quickly ate the seeds, and then threw them on the table ...
"How are the creatures related to that bird not very normal?" Bingtis looked at the little girls with a stunned look. She curiously picked up the seeds that were thrown on the table and fed them One of the little crows, the latter did eat it very well, but immediately spit it out, "They seem to come from eating shells ... Chen, how do you look? strange?"
I: "... yesterday afternoon the little crow gave me a lot of good seed seeds. I was moved for a long time, thinking that the girl had finally grown up sensible ... I dare to eat the rest of these little things! "
Said Cao Cao Cao Cao, I just mentioned the little crow, the silly bird came downstairs with the second fox, and the two seemed to be laughing and joking, and seemed to get along very well. On our side, a group of little crows cheering up melon seeds saw their "Mother" appearance, and they suddenly made a howling sound as if they were young birds. Then fluttered all over—well, in fact, there was no fluttered sound, but these little moves were too bird-like, and I subconsciously added sound effects to them.
This is a bunch of little sound effects.
The little crow seriously stuffed several split bodies into his hair (and I don't know how the little buddies hid after being stuffed in), so they ran to me with the fox, and the silly bird dragged excitedly My sleeves shook, my face almost shone: "Master, master! We have to form a group!"
I was thinking about yesterday ’s melon seed, and was baffled by the little crow's headless words: "combination?"
"Just form a group with sister Fox!" The little crow nodded forcefully, as if this was enough to explain the cause and effect of the whole thing, and the second cargo fox nodded slightly. Pretend that she is mature and stable, and that her mood is incongruous--but her tail is dangling like a hot wheel, apparently the second goods are not calm.
My head was bigger than two by these two headless girls, and I spent a long time there asking for a long time to figure out the whole thing-these two were watching TV upstairs and then watching To a variety of singer combinations.
The little crow and the second fox thought a lot of things at the same time: as a big man, they needed a name, and as an important vassal of the empire (self-proclaimed) also needed a name. Most importantly, they also thought about the one who only heard the beginning yesterday The story, although I do n’t know what the content of that parable story is, judging from the title, both girls think that the fox and the crow should form a combination ...
You say they usually do this to what extent will they toss these messy things all day long!
"So ... what's your group name?" I've been struggling with the wild guys who often come out of my house. I couldn't care less about comparing them with each other, so I could only follow the thinking of the two girls.
The little crow rolled his eyes and thought for a moment, suddenly showing a happy look: "It was the owner who called us yesterday, birds and beasts!"
I patted my head: "Change another!"
The little crow thought hard. Working hard to tap her not-so-rich vocabulary, she finally came up with another one: "Then chickens fly and jump!"
This time I haven't spoken yet, the second fox is the first to be reluctant: "I'm not a dog! I'm an adult fox fairy!"
"But the owner said you were a dog."
"Canidae is different from dogs, and you are not a chicken. Chickens are poultry, crows are wild birds ..."
"But I'm domestic ..." The little crow was confused, then turned to look at me. "Master, am I a poultry or a wild bird?"
I was going crazy this time: "..."
At this time, Bingtis was already smirking and she was about to pull out six pack abs. She patted the coffee table like epilepsy: "Hey ... how are the guys around you more funny than one ... the two are simply called a beast combination Come on, at least the biological explanation! "
The little crow glanced at the second cargo fox, then happily clapped Xiangqing: "Yeah!"
After waiting for the two goods to go away, Bingtis slowly reacted. She stared at me for a while, and opened her mouth with a sentence: "Mom, what did you do just now?"
"Who didn't make any mistakes in childhood," I sighed and watched the back of the little crow. "At least she didn't tie two wooden boards on her shoulders to pretend to be a golden saint. But I was just curious. Why are foxes so different? "
Bentice nodded solemnly: "Maybe after playing with the crow, he was averaged."
Anyway, the two guys who have been constantly in trouble since yesterday finally found something to do for a while, and it seemed to be a little quieter, and while this time I seem to be doing something serious: I have to go to Shadow City Find someone to talk to.
I did n’t bring anyone this time. I came to the Research Center of Shadow City and went straight to the staff quarters. Unsurprisingly—I had met Tavel more than twenty times before I came to my destination. ...
It is said that half of the entire dormitory area is occupied by this glasses lady. In the end, how many quality projections have she made for herself?
"I'm looking for Spirit." After saying hello to Tavel for the twenty-first time, I finally couldn't stand this weird rhythm. I just grabbed a quality projection and opened the door and said, Taver looked at me with a surprised look: " Your Majesty, you can call her directly, and Hilling can project herself to anywhere instantly. "
I patted my head: "... Is that forgotten? I really don't get used to the weird life form of that guy. Come on, I'm here anyway, she should be resting now, right? I used to find her."
"Yes, Hilling is waiting in the dormitory," Tavel pointed in the direction. "Now it is the time when the second team projected the event, you can follow my quality projection to see my dormitory."
I silently looked in the direction of Tavel's fingers: I could arrange my avatars into a road map to show people the way, and also said that as a matter of course, the schizophrenia of the glasses lady was basically an incurable disease. ... is she planning to form a race by herself?
I know where the dorms of Tavel (the body) are located, but now there are a bunch of quality projections along the way. It's easier to find. Soon I came to a personal living cabin that looked indistinguishable from the surroundings: a silver-white alloy gate with Tavel's identification information on the gate, and an x1 behind her head. Mark, this is where the highest empire scientists usually live. The "x1" behind that avatar indicates that the number of Tavels living in this room is one, and the avatars of all other rooms on this floor are also Tavill's, except that the number of dwellings in other rooms is at least x50-because It takes a lot of energy and time to cancel and rebuild a mass projection, so the mass projection is generally not manufactured, so naturally they also need to wait, and the mass projection is like an idle thread in the standby state. There is no requirement for living environment at all, so Tavel puts his avatar in each room like stacking blocks, which forms a landscape of the dormitory area ... Although this landscape is weird, if you accidentally push away Other hostels in Tavel. That moment really followed the morgue ...
Tavel's unknown number one was waiting at the door. When she saw me, she warmly welcomed me to the room, and then I saw the imperial chief technician where he usually lives and lived—more than I thought. Still plain.
Two beds, one from Tavel. One was Spirit, and then it was gone.
This simplicity is overdone! ?
"All the furniture is integrated in the floor and the wall, and can be expanded to form various things as needed." Tavel (quality projection) explained to me, "We all like simple style, the less things in the room, the better We also plan to modify the bed so that it can be stowed under the floor, and then the room looks like an empty cube ... Earth people call this a postmodern home. "
I always feel that the term in front of me seems to be wrong again ... but never mind, the same sentence, Sanguan can't live in the high-level environment of the empire normally, and common sense is a hair these days.
I looked at the empty room and curiously asked Tavel (mass projection) next to her: "Where's the good spirit? She's not there?"
"I am," "Tavel," standing in front of him, looked at himself strangely, and then pointed at the small sign on his chest. "Your Majesty, look, I am the spirit!"
Then I noticed that this translucent girl who looked exactly like a certain quality projection of Tavel really had the name tag of Hilling: I thought that it was a Tavel ID card, and I didn't notice it at all!
"How did you become like this!" I looked at Hilling in surprise. "I thought you were a projection of Tavel's mass."
"I don't know," Healing said, scratching his hair. "I usually become random and I haven't noticed it. This time it is probably because I lived with Tavel for too long, and I accidentally changed it. Be what she looks like. "
I laughed twice. I didn't even know what to say. I can only say that fortunately, she didn't let Xi Ling live by herself. Whoever she stays with for a long time can easily become who she is. In case of a long stay alone What to do if it becomes a nightstand ...
It is not impossible for such things to occur in all kinds of high-energy daily empires.
"Your Majesty, are you asking me for something?" Shi Ling said that I hadn't spoken for a long time ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Can't help but asked curiously, "Is this a new test project? I will be ready ~~"
"No, this time I talk to you about going to the border of the abyss district a few days ago." I remembered my purpose today and sat down along the bed (there is no other furniture here), " A few days ago, you sensed the "attractive signal" of the Abyss Spirit before appearing in the Empire. Could you tell me the specific situation at that time? "
This is the thing I suddenly remembered in the past two days, and felt very concerned: What level of connection between the spirit and the abyss?
Since the "rift valley" in the new empire network has been blocked, and Tavel has designed a lot of monitoring programs to closely monitor it, I once thought that the Spirit and the Abyss were completely separated, and for a long time During the time, the spirit did not report anything related to the Rift or "opposite the network", but based on the past few days, I judged that the abyss spirit and the spirit still maintain some kind of mysterious "connection", This is really uneasy.
What's even more worrying is that the spirit on our side is still a slightly soft girl, but the abyss spirit on the other side of the network is old and sly ... If the two are really connected, you can guess that the abyss spirit is in a few words. Can you give the spirit to Huyou? I guess that just because Sandora had a meal, silly Hillary sold herself ... (to be continued ...)