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Chapter 1260 1258. The Chief Dean’s Endless Calculations

Although Sim keeps saying that he is a "good" mind flayer, this guy's evil nature is obviously still dominating him. Within ten minutes of Murphy arriving at White Cliff, this guy dug a hole to disturb Mo. Fei's thoughts.

It is not surprising that the leader of the secret department turned into a "ghost", after all, they are all old guys from a thousand years ago.

But there are skills in explaining the facts. For example, these things will take a different turn in Sim's mouth. If this guy is not determined, he may have begun to doubt everyone around him. , and then fell into a suspicious situation, and then sought Lord Sim's "help".

However, Murphy had seen it before, and such little tricks could not interfere with his mind at all.

Even with his talent for "truth hunting", even with Councilor Steiner's courage, he wouldn't dare to approach Murphy casually.

The consequences would be disastrous if caught.

Of course, Murphy doesn’t think this is Sim’s deliberate mischief. As a mind flayer who has been alone in the material world for more than a thousand years, he only started using mind flayer tadpoles to select new tribesmen for himself a few months ago. Elder, just this thousand-year "solitude" itself has proved that this guy may have indeed been "modified" by the Creator.

He can suppress his evil instincts, and the little trap just now was just a random one based on the evil characteristics of his race.

After all, this race can be said to be inherently evil in every aspect. What flows in its veins is not blood at all, but liquid conspiracy!

The two of them came one after another to the high balcony of the academic tower near the sea cliff in the White Cliff demiplane. From here, they could see the seawater covered with gray sea fog in the distance. That was the boundary of the demiplane. It is said that the Greene Channel merges into one area.

"Six high towers support this demiplane. Their existence is the cornerstone of White Cliff. As long as the energy towers left by the Creator are still operating, there will never be a possibility of White Cliff being breached from the outside. Unfortunately, even if The power of the Creator cannot prevent the internal corruption of this organization."

Sim took out a bunch of keys and unlocked the seven-layer encrypted magic lock in front of him, and like the wise old man in the story, he babbled:

"In the past many years, I have been obsessed with studying the many facilities left by the Creator in this world, but neglected to manage and intervene in the organization of psionicists. I think that the former leaders of psionicists who were pure-hearted Very well done, and they did a very good job.

However, there were times when I was tired, and there were times when I made mistakes. Just after Maireadin brought the equipment that activated the Great Dean back from the Dark Mountains in the early stages of the fourth black disaster, I became immersed in repairing and manipulating it.

When my memory returned, I was even more obsessed with finding the truth about the defeat of Eden District. But when I came back to my senses, the Ring Tower, which I once regarded as a place of refuge, was already overrun with poisonous insects.

I also thought about when the dusk began to pollute us, and then I easily came to the conclusion.

It was precisely during the time when I was focusing on retrieving my memories that those vicious guys brought the seeds of corruption into this spiritual holy land. Therefore, regarding the fall of the Ring Tower, I, as a person, should have taken good care of fragile humans. The 'immortal' has an unshirkable responsibility.

After learning from the pain, I decided to use the mind flayer's ability to cultivate more 'psionic guardians'. After all, if I was alone, my spiritual power would not be able to change the development and direction of the situation, no matter how powerful it was.

Of course, this decision was also made on the advice of the Grand Dean.

It is constantly deducing the future, deconstructing the elusive destiny into information that can be interpreted by us, just like a wise man who is always awake and will not be interfered with the calculation by any force. "

"If it is really that magical, then the existence of the Fall of the Ring Tower and the Twilight Force should have been deduced the moment it was activated a hundred years ago."

Murphy complained:

"Putting the future on the mechanical calculation of a machine, don't you think this behavior is a bit outrageous? Your Excellency."

“However, the Grand Dean never solves problems, it only makes recommendations.”

Sim shrugged and said:

"What really determines the future is not it, but whether we choose to accept the suggestions. Unfortunately, the current restoration work of the Grand Dean is stuck on energy issues. I believe that when the energy pipeline of the Creation Engine is re-extended to White At this time, this 'destiny machine' can operate at full power.

Well, why are you showing such a surprised expression, Mr. Murphy?

Do you think that the dean, whom we regard as a person who can discern destiny, cannot even deduce such a simple thing?

We know that you have gained control of the Creation Engine, and we also know that you have started a small attempt by the Creator to reshape the world on the border island between the Misty Sea and the Savage Sea.

The Grand Dean has his own magic. My God-chosen Excellency, in fact, when Eden District still existed, this 'destiny machine' was an important factor for the members of the Eden District Management Committee to make major decisions. Reference, which reveals the threat of Chaos and the fragmentation of the Astral Plane.

It also reveals the cruel fate that could befall the Eden District.

The Beta program that turned the tide in the disaster was designed and produced at the suggestion of the Grand Dean. Facts have proved that that thing did save the last flame of the Eden District.

The advice it gives may not be 100% correct, but it's always good to have another reference when making decisions.

So, please come with me, the Grand Dean is waiting for you. "

Sim pushed open the door in front of him and stepped inside with a bone staff.

Murphy followed closely and stepped into the highest point of the academic tower. This should be Sim's daily resting place. It was an unexpectedly small residence full of life. Murphy even saw a kitchen and several unwashed rooms. plate.

This made him glance at Xim strangely.

The food of the mind flayers has one and only one thing, which is the brains of intelligent creatures. They need to eat some brains to feel pleasure and enhance their psychic power. This makes Murphy wonder what Sim is doing with this kitchen?

Could it be that the food that is cooked daily is Uncle Ba’s favorite dried fried brains?

"Don't look at me like that, Your Excellency!"

Sim responded somewhat unhappily:

"I said, I have been modified by the Creator, I can eat ordinary food

In fact, the Creator has changed my physiological habits. The touch of eating raw brains makes me feel sick. I am not a rough beast who drinks hair and blood. If there is still time later, I don’t mind cooking a simple but delicious meal for you. A cozy lunch, paired with a glass of Feitian wine from Transia.

Maybe this will put you in a better mood. "

"Ahem, I'm just curious. I definitely didn't mean to slander your race."

Murphy shrugged and followed Sim through his small living room and onto the downward steps. On the way, Murphy asked:

"I had a conversation with Queen Elizabeth before. She told me that you had maintained a very close relationship with her family a long time ago, and it was you who stopped her too risky revenge after the fall of the Kingdom of Isa. action?

You treat her like a junior, why? "

"Because her ancestors helped me, and I admire one of her ancestors very much."

Sim sighed and said:

"That was the only time in a thousand years that I had a strong desire to reproduce, but in the end I did not do that. Instead, I watched the lady who fascinated me live a human life and finally died in my arms.

I played a very unbearable role in that relationship.

Although it was only a spiritual love from beginning to end, it also made me feel more protective of her family. Of course, more importantly, little Elizabeth's so-called revenge plan was a joke from the beginning.

The demise of the Isa Kingdom is just the reincarnation of the historical cycle, just like the Plantagenet Kingdom will be replaced by new forces hundreds of years later.

The course of a country is the same as life. There is always vigor and vitality, and there are always serious illnesses. Unless they can achieve a breakthrough in productivity before the historical cycle comes again, how difficult is this?

But I guess little Elizabeth revealed to you the secret of the place of creation under the mountains of northern Greene Island in order to ask for your help? "

"Well, she said that, and she also said that you had entered it several times."

Murphy asked:

"So what is buried under those sinkholes?"

"A factory!"

Sim answered frankly:

"To be precise, it is an integrated factory established after Eden District inherited some knowledge from the Creator. It is mainly responsible for providing Eden District with various daily consumption and civilian specifications. Although it can also produce weapons, it is definitely more Not in the forge of the Creator under your command.

It is not a place of creation in the traditional sense.

Because it is an area designed, planned and built by members of the Eden District. To be honest, for you who already have control of the place of creation, that factory is not of much significance. Both in terms of accuracy and effectiveness, they are far inferior to items designed by the Creator himself.

But there is something very important in that factory.

The Grand Dean's computing body is placed there. As a machine that can predict the future, its computing unit is so huge that you can hardly imagine it. It cannot be placed in the small demiplane of Baiya.

I think you must also be curious about the use of Baiya.

This is actually an early psychic research and observation laboratory set up in the Eden District.

During the Eden Zone, the concentration of spiritual energy originating from the surge in the subspace that filtered through the astral realm and entered the material world was still very low. We are also very curious about this special energy, especially the weak reality rewriting that comes with spiritual energy. ability.

We established the White Cliff observatory to study the truth and application of psychic energy. You, the former owner of this area, are already familiar with it. "

The immortal paused and said:

"King of Curses Vidya!

It and its Goatmen followers once hosted experiments on the discovery and application of psychic powers here. This is also the reason why Goatmen have exaggerated psychic adaptability in this era.

They are the first species in this world to be exposed to psychic energy.

However, whether Vidia's becoming a god is related to psychic powers is still an unsolved mystery. My advice is to stay away from that guy, Mr. Murphy. Vidya was not a good person, in every sense of the word it was a far cry from that.

Well, here we are. "

Sim stopped, and Murphy raised his head and looked at the large device in front of him that was fixed in a room and resembled an encapsulated "reactor."

This is the "Grand Dean" of the Ring Tower. From the outside, it looks more like a complex database and supporting control system.

However, the display instrument of this thing is very strange. It is like a traditional big head monitor. It even has a super classic thick screen and a wired input keyboard. There is no such advanced thing as optical projection, and it is full of a retro feel. smell.

"This must be the Creator's evil intention again."

Murphy complained:

"He could have designed this thing to be advanced and cool, but in the end he had to make it into a shape that can trigger more complaints. It makes me wonder if this thing is driven by the energy of complaints."

"I don't understand your wonderful metaphor."

Sim stood nearby and said:

"But the Great Dean has had this appearance since the Eden District period. Although many people say that this thing is very inconvenient to use, unfortunately, any modification to its appearance will ultimately end in failure. Obviously, the Creator does not Hopefully someone changes the look of this destiny machine.

I actually think it's okay, I'm used to it.

Before taking out the ‘Eye of the World’, do you want to try asking the Grand Dean a question? Maybe you can also sense the super power of this terrible-looking instrument. "

"OK."

Murphy has always been keen to try new things like this.

He stepped forward and pulled out the mechanical chair and sat in front of the Dean's input desk. He placed the wired keyboard in the appropriate position, and then started the big monitor in front of him with ease.

To be honest, Murphy was really looking forward to whether the super classic "thum~thum thump thump~" sound would sound when it started up, and then a window operation interface of the XP system would appear, but it turns out that the Creator is here This kind of "creativity" in things is definitely not what Murphy's mediocre brain can think about.

As Murphy watched with wide eyes, the screen in front of him started up and quickly iterated on the black background for a few seconds. After a few seconds of data iteration and memory release, a line of green fonts popped up, with a beating cursor waiting below. input.

"Damn! It's actually a DOS system? It's so retro! It's meant to simulate The Matrix!"

Murphy complained in a low voice, then moved his fingers and typed a line of words on the keyboard:

"Hello, Dean."

A short response will pop up on the screen soon as the cursor jumps:

"hello world!"

"."

Murphy looked at the screen with an indifferent expression.

He knew that the dean was joking with him, so he snorted and continued to type the next line:

"I heard that you can predict fate? Are you interested in telling my fortune?"

"This unit is not responsible for making any decisions, sir. I am only responsible for providing suggestions."

A response popped up on the screen in front of him, and as the various pipes behind it made various frightening muffled sounds like the crazy rotation of an overwhelmed computer case, it quickly listed several lines of words:

"Based on your current situation, after a series of complex calculations, this machine gives the following suggestions:

1. Please improve your personal strength as soon as possible to cope with a series of high-risk events that will come in the future.

2. Please put the Galaxy Seed into the Furnace of the World as soon as possible to complete the creation energy strengthening and prepare for planting.

3. Please go to the Dajiao Province as soon as possible to prepare for the counterattack against Dagon’s conspiracy to prevent the evil god from completing the evil trick of occupying the magpie’s nest.

4. Please make preparations to defend against hidden dangers in outer space as soon as possible.

5. Please go to the Life Greenhouse as soon as possible and take over its authority. "

"???"

Murphy looked at the several suggestions that popped up in front of him in surprise. He looked back at Sim. Although the latter was wearing a mask, Murphy could feel the other person's "How is it? I'm not lying to you, this thing is really awesome." Right?" expression.

No wonder these guys have so much confidence in the Grand Dean.

Hey, you guys are not deducing the future based on facts, but just taking the script, right?

Such precise advice made Murphy raise his eyebrows, and then typed a question on the keyboard:

"Xim told me that you have been deducing the future, so I am curious, what is the purpose of your deduction? What kind of ending do you want to achieve through the deduction?"

"This question cannot be answered. A deduction is a deduction, and a deduction has no purpose."

The chief dean responded:

“When the Creation Blueprint still existed and was progressing smoothly, this machine was responsible for finding possible hidden dangers in the action plan and giving reminders to the promoters. However, after the Creation Blueprint completely collapsed and could not be rebuilt, this machine entered a long-term hibernation.

After being awakened, the machine found that it lacked a target, so it started the deduction according to its own design logic.

For example, if Destiny observes and records instruments, it will eventually come up with an answer that even the machine cannot be sure is of any use. This process may last for a long time, centuries or even several eras, and there is a high probability that even when the machine dies, it will not Get answers.

But this machine has to find something to do for himself during the long boring time.

I'm sorry, Mr. Alpha.

This machine also wants to make it more clear, but there is no way. This is how the 'Riddler' code is written.

You can regard this machine as a calculation logic that goes into an infinite loop, and you don’t need to care about the existence of this machine at all. As this machine claims, this machine is only responsible for giving suggestions to the questioner and never making decisions. From this point of view , the existence of this machine will not affect the direction and ending of the world. "

This answer made Murphy frown even more, and then he typed and asked:

"So, will the so-called ultimate answer be 42?"

"You are really a little genius, but unfortunately, you are not 42, which contains the truth of the universe."

The dean responded:

"This machine has given you all the suggestions it can give you based on real information, so can you please stop interfering with the continued deduction of this machine? Why don't you take out the special module that has been interfering with the operation of this machine from the main body's computing device, and then treat this machine as a fart, so that this machine can continue to spend boring and helpless time here until it reaches the other side of scrapping?"

"Okay, it seems that you are resisting further conversation with me, but it doesn't matter. After all, everyone has their own ambitions."

Murphy typed on the keyboard and said:

"But I still need a suggestion, you mechanical charlatan, about the future."

"The blueprint for the future is already in your mind, what you need It is not a suggestion but an affirmation and recognition. Unfortunately, this machine is not responsible for giving affirmation and recognition. "

It responded:

"The last suggestion this machine gives you is to stop clinging to the broken blueprint. The era of the Creator has ended and will never come back. Only you can decide your future, just as the future of this world can only be decided by the life it breeds.

But this machine can tell you a good news.

The Creator made a gift for you a few days ago and carefully hid it at the end of your journey, waiting to give you a surprise or shock. When you get there, you will know the meaning of this journey.

So please climb the highest peak in the world with confidence, loudly order those idiots to retreat, and ask the entire star sea to make way for you. "