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Chapter 148

The last time Cecil encountered Cloud City was at night, and his impression was only a large piece of darkness in the sky that covered the starry sky. Looking back now, it still has an indescribable oppressive force.Today, he finally saw Yuncheng under sufficient light: a large white, flowing mist, gathered into a ball by some kind of force and slowly moving forward, if he didn't pay special attention to find that the "cloud" was traveling against the wind, it would be very easy to see it. It may be regarded as a real cloud, no wonder it has such a name.

"What will it do?" Carroll asked excitedly.

"Destroy the city." Cecil's mouth was dry when he spit out these two words, "That's what it does."

"I know that, I mean what will it do? Will mages jump down? Or make a lot of noise? Or throw things down?"

Do you still care about this at this time?

Cecil looked at Carroll with some displeasure. The magic elk still looked the same, with its four eyes wide open, full of anticipation and excitement.All his hateful people were squeezed in his throat. After thinking for a while, he said, "Caroel, if Moon City is gone, where are you going?"

"Where are you going?" The four eyes blinked, and Caroline seemed a little puzzled, "Where are you going, we have been living here, where are you going?"

No matter how much things changed for Cecil, the Wildfolk or the King, the attitude of the Enchanted Elk never changed.

Cecil was in a complicated mood for a while. With a wry smile, he touched the rough antlers of Carroll. Spring is coming, and the elk here will shed their horns. These natural laws go back and forth, just like it lives here naturally, just like it is curious about Cloud City will do.

"Yuncheng can't do anything." He said softly, "It just drops beams of light on the ground, very bright beams of light."

"Light beam?"

When Karohe raised his head, the cloud had already floated steadily over the Moon City. Even though it was so far away, its body seemed to be much larger than the Moon City. I am afraid that its actual area could reach nearly a hundred. kilometer.

The lower part of the cloud began to light up silently, from slow to rapid, without any hint, a low and slight resonance sounded in the ears of all creatures, and countless creatures in the Luofeng Mountains in the distance fled in commotion.When the light below the clouds reached its peak, even comparable to the sun, a roar appeared, and after that, a beam of light with the same shape as the area of ​​Moon City was projected down!

Human eyes cannot see the speed of light, but this beam of light demonstrates the process of "landing" in an extremely unscientific manner. After that, this beam of light was blocked in midair——

It was a piece of paper, thin, yellowish, and rough-textured paper. If you look closely, you can find the shape of plant fibers on it. It is not high-grade paper.

This piece of paper is supposed to be unable to block anything, but at this moment, it gently and delicately supports the light.

Cecil shook his fist fiercely and jumped up. It wasn't that he didn't want to shout, but he was too excited to shout. Cloud City didn't do any harm to places outside the city. Even standing a hundred meters away, he didn't feel it. To the slightest strangeness, such a strange and terrifying power was blocked!

The blocking of a piece of paper didn't last long, it trembled slowly, gradually turned yellow and zoomed from the initial whiteness, and when a trace of black appeared at the corner, the paper god sighed, his face looked like he was about to die suddenly, but his tone was still very calm: "Look When I get up, I will go back to Earth first, and then I will leave it to everyone.”

After finishing speaking, he adjusted his collar habitually, and stepped forward, his body became taller and taller with each step, until Yuecheng was like a toy in front of him.He bent down slightly, stretched out his hand to hold the paper from below, and the paper that was half burnt and precarious suddenly regained its whiteness, the scorched black quickly faded, and the surface of the paper returned to its whiteness and smoothness, as if it had just been fished out of the pulp pool .

The figure of the paper god slowly blurred, melting into the air like smoke, the beam of light maintained a stable brightness and area without any change, and continued to try to penetrate the paper.

Not long after, the God of Tea and a local god appeared next to Cang Jie, with an ugly expression on his face, "I can't get in, the fog is not a real entity, it's more like some kind of space barrier, the space in Yuncheng is not connected to the outside, If you insist, it’s something like a wormhole.”

A group of gods raised their heads at the same time, and the white clouds swayed mistyly from time to time, as if they were real clouds.

"Okay, it's time for me to contribute a bit." Spicy God walked out swaying, and looked up at the sky, "Anyway, my extradition quota was also snatched, so I will use it if I use it." As soon as it fell, He leaped into the sky and hit the white paper like a shooting star. In an instant, a red stain appeared in the center of the white paper, and then seeing the wind spread, it soon dyed the whole paper as if soaked in blood. .

Cangjie looked at the sky and frowned, showing a trace of caution.

A hundred years of peace has not yet come, and more than 70 years is enough to make a generation of people ignorant of war. Although real prosperity and development have only lasted for 40 years, for Him, a hundred years is just a fleeting moment.

"Isn't that enough?" The God of Tea Liu raised his eyebrows, his face full of anger, "This Yuncheng really doesn't know what's good and what's wrong!"

Cangjie laughed: "Tea girl, your old accent has come out."

The God of Tea was startled, took a deep breath, adjusted his expression to a smile, and said, "It's okay, anyway, I can still follow the drama when I go back, so I'll go first, Mr. Cang, you guys take your time." After finishing speaking, she smiled slightly. Turning around, the petite body turned into a green leaf, riding the wind straight up, gradually getting bigger, and when it approached the red paper, it suddenly disintegrated into countless tiny leaves. stand up.

The beam of light has been maintained, seemingly endless, but after the resistance of the three gods, the brightness gradually became dim.

"You two stay here." Cangjie said to Emerson and the Paper Book God. The original child has grown into a teenager at this moment. Although he can't be called a teenager, his expression is much calmer. "You old car , It’s over when I go back, I’d better stay here and help my useless grandson.”

Emerson put one hand on his abdomen and bent slightly.

Cang Jie looked at the Paper Book God: "As for you, do you understand what you should do here?"

"Okay, okay, I understand." Paper Book God said honestly and bluntly, "Brother, go quickly, it's not like death is so affectionate."

Cangjie snorted, "I treat you like my son, but you actually want to be my brother!"

"I'm your father!" God of Paper Book scolded, "It's not certain which of us will succeed!"

"The Paper God and I have achieved similar achievements in each other, you are a generation younger than us!" Cangjie laughed and cursed as he walked towards the paper in the air, looked up at it for a moment, and suddenly smiled, "I never thought that I would fight side by side with you in this life." The moment, paper brother."

Cangjie stretched out his hand and wiped the air, and strokes appeared on the paper that was dyed with color. He swiped Fang Qiu in the air, and white characters appeared on the paper continuously, with flashes between characters extremely fast. Even Cecil couldn't see it clearly. When the last "Mie" was fixed, the bright beam of light seemed to be affected by something, and it quickly dimmed.

Taylor exclaimed in surprise: "Successful!"

The local gods who were watching looked at Emerson and the paper book god who stayed behind with subtle expressions: "You... just go up and stop like this?"

"Otherwise?" The Paper Book God looked at the god who asked the question with a look of contempt, "Like you, you are calculating who will blame each other first, or are you thinking about what benefits I can get? You think civilization is a single thing Do you think you can develop it on your own?"

The faces of the local gods changed, some of them were angry, while others were deep in thought.

The Paper Book God snorted: "Civilization is born from human beings. Can't you perceive the essence of human beings? No, you understand, it's just selfishness, and you don't want to face it."

"What is the essence?" A god couldn't help asking.

Paper Book God rolled his eyes: "Repeater."

When the local gods were confused by the answer of "repeater", Cecil was cheering. He hugged Langdon tightly and shouted, "It's saved! Moon City is saved! Nothing is lost!"

The others also showed joy, but Moye looked disappointed: "It's over? Nothing happened? It's so boring."

Homer stood on the top of the wall and stared at Yuncheng for a while, then disappeared quietly. Since he came to Yuecheng, he has been in a state of being freed. He was still too busy, and he didn't seem to want to communicate with others.

Cecil's excitement disappeared after meeting the Paper Book God: "Gone? All gone?"

"That's right." The Paper Book God looked like a commoner's son in local attire, "Otherwise? Do you think Yuncheng is nothing? To inform us?"

"Then how long will it take to come back?" Cecil asked urgently.

"You can't tell, but you don't want to think about it in a short time anyway." Paper Book God frowned and said, "There is something wrong with the passage between the two worlds. Anyway, you have to work harder in the future." He turned his head Looking at the place where the local gods gathered, "The ones over there are different from us, do you understand?" He took a step closer and whispered, "Do you think they will ask the believers to extradite some gods? "

Cecil said blankly: "Isn't extradition only available for time travelers?"

Paper Book God asked back: "Is time travel difficult?"

Cecil: "..."

Cecil still had a million questions in his mind, and suddenly he was tapped on the shoulder. He turned around and saw Langdon frowning: "It moved!"

"What?" Cecil said.

Langdon pointed to the top of his head.

It was only then that Cecil realized that there was darkness drifting around him at some point. He raised his head and saw Yuncheng slowly adjusting its direction and drifting over.

"It failed this time and went to the next target, right?" Cecil guessed.

"No!" Langdon firmly pulled Cecil up, finished reciting the magic of flying almost instantly, and pulled him up into the sky, "It's coming for you!"

Cecil was standing very close to Moon City, and Cloud City was just a matter of moving his fingers. Its bottom lit up, and this time it was only a small area—equivalent to the size of an adult man standing!

Langdon was flying fast enough that Cecil could only feel the beam of light hit him hard where he was standing when his face was twisted by the wind.The beam of light didn't stop, one hit failed, another light appeared in a different position, it still charged up and then fell, like a thunderbolt.

Langdon scurried forward with Cecil in a straight line, slowing down after dodging three light strikes.Yuncheng did not give up, the bright spot appeared faster, its size was so large and it was in the air, Langdon immediately struggled a lot, the latest beam of light hit them a few meters behind them!

When Cecil and Langdon fell headlong to the ground, the Paper Book God suddenly appeared in front of him. He raised one hand and pointed in the air. A book appeared above Cecil's head. At this moment, the beam of light fell, ruthlessly Hit the book hard, and after the book turned into fragments and disappeared, the figure of the Paper Book God instantly became transparent, as if it would disappear at any time.

No one could keep up. The local gods watched with cold eyes. Emerson appeared a dozen steps away with a look of horror on his face.

Cecil raised his head, his vision was full of light, he had to close his eyes and cover his face with his hands, a mass of warm fur pressed against his skin, his mind was blank, he subconsciously grabbed the smooth Fur, not even aware of the pain—

There was no pain, no sound, no movement, they were rising, and the invisible force pulled them upwards.

Cecil wanted to open his eyes, but even with them closed he still felt the light was too bright, and he remained in this state for a long time, feeling the rise and fall of the big cat's breath and the dryness of its fur.

Well, well, Langdon is alive, unhurt, alive...alive...

"We're here." Langdon's voice sounded, a little nervous but steady.

Cecil tried to open his eyes a little, it was still bright but he was able to see things, he saw that the ground under him was closing, and in the slit was the familiar grassland scenery.When the ground was completely closed, he raised his head and found himself in a garden square, where a fountain like a maiden was pouring water quietly, surrounded by four park benches at her feet, as well as flower beds and paths. In the distance, there are row upon row of modern-style high-rise buildings, which look like a metropolis on earth, but the proportion is very large.

Cecil stood up, and even the low wall of the fountain was taller than his whole body, making him look like a mouse.

Langdon maintained the form of a big cat, in harmony with the scenery, like a real cat.

A blue screen suddenly appeared in the air, and Langdon's cat form was shown in the translucent phantom, and a gentle female voice sounded: "Conversion detected, welcome back, Citizen Digar."

Cecil's heart was pounding, and he looked at Langdon quickly, his expression was unrecognizable in cat form, but he could still see a little anxiety and excitement from the wagging tail.

"Who are you?" Langdon asked.

"I am the artificial intelligence of this sweeper, you can call me No. [-]." No. [-] said unhurriedly, "What do you need?"

"Artificial intelligence?" Langdon asked with some doubts.

Cecil pulled the fur on Langdon's front paw, suppressed his excitement and said, "Can you make this artificial intelligence answer me?"

"Number one, answer all the questions of the people around me." Langdon said without hesitation.

"Your authorization is required," Number One said.

"I authorize," Langdon said.

"What is the relationship between the authorized person and you?" said Number One.

Langdon stopped, turned to look at Cecil, and said, "My love."

Cecil's heart raised his throat. Fortunately, the reply on the [-]st was feasible: "With permission, you can ask questions now."

Cecil took a few deep breaths first, sorting out his thoughts in his mind, the excitement of about to reveal the history of the ancient survivors made it difficult for him to calm down.

"What's your mission?" Cecil looked for an approachable entry point.

"Clean up all physical civilizations on the relocated planet." No. [-] replied.

"What is physical civilization?" Cecil asked.

"Using combustion as the basic driving force, a series of science and technology developed from it, including but not limited to..." No. [-] listed a lot of technical names, which sounded like a replica of the earth.

Before finishing talking on the first day, Cecil couldn't wait to ask: "Why do you want to eliminate physical civilization?"

"In order to prevent the descendants of the citizens of Dijal from falling into the dead end of scientific development, I was built to destroy all physical civilizations." No. 13209 recounted the creepy history in a flat tone, "So far, I have moved There are 1 physical civilizations destroyed on the planet, 11220 level 2 civilizations, 1200 level 3 civilizations, 640 level 4 civilizations, 133 level 5 civilizations, 15 level 6 civilizations, and 10 level 0 to [-] civilizations.”

More than 1 civilizations just disappeared.

Cecil was stunned for a while, then stammered and asked, "You... what level is the civilization you just wanted to destroy?"

"The main body of civilization is level 3, and the creation of civilization is level 8. The creation has naturally degraded, and the main body has failed to be eliminated. It has been listed as the main focus of the relocation star. The next recharge needs to be completed by the relocation star for eleven revolutions. It is expected to be successfully eliminated by then."

The civilization of Moon City is only level 3, and the earth with nuclear bombs is only level 8, and there has been a level 5 civilization on this planet that is close to the earth, and all damn it!

Cecil was about to burst into anger, and said angrily, "Why did you do this?!"

"I was born for this," replied One.

"No!" Cecil swallowed, "I mean, what is the reason for destroying civilization?"

No. [-] said softly: "Because the end of science is a dead end."

Cecil was choked for a moment, feeling that it would be dangerous to pursue this issue. He took a breath, and looked around the bustling scene. After a long time, no living creature came out.

"Who else is here besides you?" Cecil asked.

"I am the only intelligent creature on this ship." Number One said.

"How long have you been here?" Cecil asked.

"7832 revolutions." Number One said.

Cecil reflexively said: "Don't you feel lonely?"

This time, it took several seconds for number one to reply: "I don't have the chemistry of carbon-based organisms."

Cecil exhaled and said, "You came here alone? On this planet? Tell me about your history. I want to hear it."

"I am the immigration ship of the citizens of Digal. When the citizens land on the ground, they will transform into a sweeper to assist the citizens in cleaning up the physical civilization on the ground. After the cleaning is over, I will land on the ground according to the settings and become Digal's first magic ship. main city."

Cecil never expected that there would be magic mixed in here. This ship, artificial intelligence, and garden square, no matter how you look at it, it is incompatible with magic!

"What the hell? What is the main city of magic?" Cecil said angrily, "You said that the end of science is a dead end, please explain."

"After Digal's exploration of super-light speed, dark matter, and wormholes, he could no longer go further. The microcosm has long been broken, and the exploration of the macrocosm only reaches the cosmic membrane. We can't move forward. The end of science is endless emptiness, and even doubts No longer exists. Where did the Dijals come from? Why did they go? What is the ultimate purpose? There is no answer. Finally, the wise men of Dijal discovered magic. No explanation, no power source, magic is the new truth. After a referendum , the citizens of Dijal decided to abandon science and turn to magic, they found this perfect relocation planet, where physical civilization is restricted, and magic is the only truth, so the whole Dijal family decided to move here."

The more Cecil listened to it, the more ridiculous it became. This whole history was like a grotesque play, completely illogical.

"Have you got sulfuric acid in your brains?" Cecil endured and endured, but still couldn't hold back, "You, you have such, such deep scientific achievements, and you actually think that magic is the truth?"

"Yes, it is an unknown truth that the people of Dijal are unable to explore the logic of magic's effectiveness by any means. After arriving at the migration planet, the people of Dijal successfully established friendship with the magicians after several explorations and discussions, and gained I have learned the method of transformation." Number One reflected Langdon's sitting cat posture, "This one is the person who completed the transformation, a successful magic body."

Cecil almost jumped up, pulled his hair and said angrily: "Magic is only against magic... eh!" A cat's paw pad covered his mouth. Although it was very soft, the cat's paw was too big, and he was caught He slapped his butt and sat back on the ground.

Langdon's ears were pushed back, forming airplane ears, which meant he was on alert, but his voice was still calm: "Has the converted Dijal come back?"

"No." Number One replied quickly.

"Should they come back?"

"should."

"What are you doing back here?"

"Clean up the physical civilization of the entire planet and prepare for future settlement development."

Cecil vaguely grasped the point of Langdon's question, and interjected, "After the Dijal converted into a magical body, is there any function on this ship that cannot be used?"

"There is no information about this, because none of the Digal citizens came back, and you are the first." No. [-] said.

The Dijals are obviously the ancient remnants that Langdon belongs to. Their technological level greatly surpasses that of the earth, but they think magic is the truth. Through Langdon, Cecil knows that magic is nothing more than the use and shaping of magic energy. It's amazing.For example, it is a natural mechanism for humans to breathe in oxygen to produce carbon dioxide, but if they do not understand or do not have a similar mechanism, this thing will become something incomprehensible.

Assuming that the original Dijals were unable to discover magic energy due to mechanical reasons, mistakenly thought that magic was something special, and gave up the science developed to the extreme to transform it into a magic body, only to find that magic is just the use of a certain kind of energy. Compared with science, they can't change their medicines, but they can't return to the world of science for some reason, such as not being able to use this sweeper...

Fuck, this feeling is sour just thinking about it!

As an outsider, Cecil was stunned, and he couldn't help but glance at Langdon. He was shocked to find that Langdon had become motionless, even his tail stopped. cat pupil.

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After the inspection, I am a little bit thinking about it, because I have a brain hole for a new article...