Sword of Daybreaker

Bud rarely sees this hesitant look on Bertila's face. Whether in the dark sect period or the current imperial period, the dark female patriarch in his impression is always tough and will not hesitate. Therefore, when he realized the strangeness in Bertila's attitude, he was immediately curious.

He kept this curiosity and did not ask questions. Instead, he got up and followed Bertila. He followed the former dark patriarch through the rest area and central area of ​​the laboratory, through the culture capsule, The connecting section of the biomass container and the biological vascular tube passed through a "leaf door" that he had never seen before, and finally reached the lower level of the laboratory.

This was an area he had never seen before. In fact, he didn't even know that there was a "lower zone" in this laboratory. Under the thick branches, leaves and fibrous barriers, Berthila was in his own A more secret space is separated from the "private house". This space is obviously not connected to the extensive transportation pipeline in the giant tree of Thorin, and there is no channel to the outside world. To come here, you can only pass through the laboratory. The upper level-obviously, please do not enter.

The fibrous partition slowly closed behind him, glowing plant vines gradually lit up along the wall, and the space in front of Bud became brighter. He saw an oval hall with no doors or windows in all directions, and blood vessels emitting dim red light. The tissues were buried in the gaps between the ground and the surrounding walls, fading slowly as if breathing, and several wooden structures that looked like pillars grew from the ground and connected to the dome above. Around those “pillars”, Bud looked When the closed culture pods arrived, the appearance of those culture pods was similar to the culture vessels in the factory area.

  "This is your...the secret laboratory in the secret laboratory?" Bud looked at Bertila beside him curiously, and then subconsciously asked, "Is this place reported?"

   "Your Majesty knows this," Bertila glanced at Bud. "Only he knows. You understand. I have certain autonomy. Certain things are only responsible to your Majesty."

"Well, I do know that you are a'special citizen' after all," Bud waved his hand, and his gaze fell on the dormant pods. "What are these? You cultivated privately. Pets or agricultural products?"

Bertila did not speak, but walked slowly forward. The vines squirmed and curled under her feet, holding her body like a cluster. She came to one of the pods and stretched out her hand gently on the gelatinous shell of the capsule. As he flicked upwards, the pale green shell immediately shook, and faded silently downwards. A transparent culture container appeared in front of Bud, his eyes widened in surprise.

There is no strangely shaped "biological engineering product", nor is it a biological substrate to be processed. In the thin biomass solution, there is quietly floating... is a slightly petite elf with a pale golden length. Hair, looks like a silver elf just after adulthood.

She was floating in the pale yellow biomass solution, her eyes closed as if she was asleep, a cortical protective layer of colloid tightly wrapped her slender torso, and the external nutrient pipeline and the inside of the protective layer were faintly visible. Nerve monitoring node, several dark red life-saving pipelines extend from near her spine and connect to the pump-like organs on the upper part of the container. With the circulation of internal gas and liquid, tiny bubbles are constantly floating from her mouth and nose. Come out and rise to the top of the container. There are various signs that this "culture body" has completed the growth and development of the body itself, and has the autonomous work of the heart and lungs-but she is still asleep, as if the last step has not been completed.

"This is..." Bud blinked. He was very confused at first. He had no idea what Bertila had set up in such a secret laboratory and what he was going to do to cultivate an elf body in the secret laboratory, but soon he As if thinking of something, the expression on his face became thoughtful, and then complicated, "I seem to have some impression of her..."

"Do you still remember? Ah, that's right... You met her once, while she was still alive," Bertila said softly, keeping his eyes on the sleeping silver elf face, "Berna. Qingfeng, a girl who is too naive and never imagined how dangerous the world outside her home is..."

Bud’s expression is complex, with a reminiscence in his tone: "I remember she was seriously injured near the Shadow Swamp, but in a daze, she found the stronghold of the End of the Dead and asked for help... The priest in the stronghold regarded her as a door-to-door experiment. Materials, but she thought she found a doctor..."

Bertila still did not take his gaze from Berna Breeze's face: "This experimental material was sent to me. I asked her what she wanted at the time-she said she didn't want to travel anymore and wanted to go home. I agreed. She gave her a dose of anesthesia."

"Ah, I was there at the time-you promised her, and then you ate her to replenish your biomass reserves and genetic sample bank" Bud said slowly, then raised his eyes, carrying something Mingwu's expression looked around the entire hall, looking around the cultivation pods growing around the pillars one after another, his expression finally could no longer remain calm, a look of consternation and heavyness appeared on his face: "I think I know what you are doing... You are doing something that is almost impossible to succeed... You are going to revive everything that you swallowed up..."

"It's not a resurrection, at least not exactly, Mr. Budd," Bertila interrupted. "Resurrecting the dead is a great achievement in the realm of miracles. I have no ability to pull those souls that are no longer in the world from the dead world. Come back-I'm just'reducing' and reversing what I did back then. In a sense, none of these people died, and their genetic samples are completely recorded in my biological core, their souls Being'contained' in the depths of my soul, theoretically, this process can be reversed. Of course, I used to be unable to do this, but now...my ability is just enough."

  Budd was silent for a while, turned his head and looked at Bertila’s eyes: "What is this? Is it some kind of ‘atonement’?"

Bertila smiled: "Your Majesty said that sin is sin, and the real sin cannot be redeemed. I want to continue to take root in this land. All I have to do is to do meritorious service-scientific research is meritorious service, and infrastructure is Serve meritorious service to solve the food crisis in the Plain of the Holy Spirit is also meritorious service. These things are not atonement for sins, but to'repay with merit'. Other than that, everything I do is just to confess to myself... what you see It's what I told myself.

"These are not for your majesty, nor for those who survived the disaster in the Crystal Cluster War. I didn't intend to show it to you. This is what I did for myself...Of course, I and'them' After discussing it, only those who intend to return to this world, I will start the'restore' process for them."

The expression on Bud’s face seemed to relax a bit, and then he curiously asked, "Which step did you do now? If the situation is as you said, the biological data and soul are there, then this It is indeed feasible in theory..."

"Berna Breeze in front of you is the first individual to start the restoration process. The previous stages are very smooth-she can actually wake up." Bertila finally showed a smile on her face, she tapped gently The shell of the container in front of him, and even a few nerve fibers in the container brightened up, after a while, the young elf floating in the liquid really slowly opened his eyes!

Bud was taken aback. Obviously, he had not expected that Bertila's "secret project" had progressed to the point where individuals could be awakened. Then he and Berna in the container turned big eyes to small eyes, and soon, he I found that the latter’s expression was very dull, and there was a trace of confusion and dazedness in his eyes. After nearly half a minute after looking at the outside of the container in a daze, the slender elf slowly raised a hand, seeming to try and get outside. People say hello, but the process is still very dull and unresponsive.

  Bad raised his hand to respond to Berna, and then looked at Bertila: "She seems...not so awake...Can she hear us?"

"Yes, but her thinking efficiency is not high enough, so she may not be able to keep up with our normal communication rhythm," Bertila nodded, "Her current state is more like half-dream and half-awake-her soul is not very good. Adapting to the new body, the regeneration of personality has also encountered a bottleneck, and..."

  Bad frowned: "And?"

"Furthermore, her body is still unable to leave the container. Once she leaves, her spirit will quickly wither and decline, and her nervous system will quickly fall into a state of disorder and self-destruction. In short, the external environment is for her. fatal."

"You just said'the previous stages were all going well'-so you are now in the unsatisfactory stage?" Bud understood something, and then as if suddenly realized something, he remembered that he was taken by Berthila. The reason for getting here at the beginning is, "Wait, isn't it only Berna?"

"You are very keen, Mr. Budd," Bertila nodded slightly, "Yes, only Berna does this-because of the special neural structure and soul'format' of the elves. Their nervous system is too complex and sensitive, and possesses Many special structures are used to perceive magic and spiritual power, and their souls are not as'stable' as humans and other races. Their souls are more likely to connect with other realms outside the material world, which means Once their soul has left the body, or tried to enter a strange body, it will immediately trigger a very serious rejection reaction..."

She paused at this point, and then continued: "The problems in both aspects are serious, and the internal mechanism is very complicated, whether it is the ancient classic druid spell or the one I use now, after the death of all things.' The flesh-and-blood biochemical technology after the'improvement and strengthening' cannot be solved perfectly."

Bud finally realized what Bertila meant by “clues”. He thought of the information disclosed internally by the Theocracy, and thought of the part of it related to the Ferna and Lena sisters. Her eyes slowly widened: "So...Firna or Lena back then couldn't use Druidic techniques to reshape their sisters' bodies, let alone control two bodies with one soul-unless they used This is not a technology known to mortals!"

Bertila nodded lightly, and slowly said, "Sisters Ferna and Lena are rebels from ancient times, and according to the information from the Theocracy, this pair of rebel sisters was a thousand years ago. There was a terrible accident... They were sucked into the realm of the kingdom of God. No one knows what they experienced there, and no one knows how they survived one of them. People only know that one of their sisters survived. Returned to the real world, and soon after, the one who returned alive out of a certain kind of'obsession', used the druid technology of the time to copy the body of his sister, and controlled the two bodies with a soul to maintain the sisters all The illusion of the world...

"It has to be said that this is a sad and touching story. The devotion of the rebels deserves all of us to be moved, but we have not been able to detect the anomaly behind this incident... This is no wonder, because even in In the Gondor era, copying the human body was also a very cutting-edge and taboo thing. Even though the rebels often did taboo things, their main members and research directions at the time were all limited to the human race-elves never They have copied themselves and have never carried out research in this area. They are not a deviant species, and they do not like other people to do deviant things on themselves. This also leads to..."

Bertila did not finish, but Bud took the initiative to take the second half of the sentence: "This has led to the fact that no one has ever discovered the fact that elves cannot use biochemical technology to replicate and parasitize their souls-Ferna's sisters cheated Everyone."

"That's it."

"Then the next key is-why did they do this? How did they do it?" Bud had already begun to think quickly, his brows frowned, "The rebels at the time thought that the copy that came back alive They used a soul to control two bodies to pretend that their sisters are still alive, but the fact is that this matter does not work technically, unless they are not using known technology...and the rebels The organization represented the technological pinnacle of mortal nations back then, and the biochemical technology you use now is the same pinnacle, something that even you can't do..."

He shook his head, flexed his fingers and tapped his temples, so that his slightly restless thoughts were forcibly calmed down: "Lierna or Firna created a body with a technology that no one knows. The purpose of this Is it really just pretending that their sisters are still alive? I suddenly doubt this very much now... If she'we' use knowledge outside of mortals, if she'we' have suffered some kind of knowledge while being sucked into the kingdom of God Pollution, then this thing is terrifying."

"What's even more terrifying is that this happened a thousand years ago," Bertila suddenly said next to him. "For the whole thousand years after that, they were rebels and inherited ancient knowledge. Archdruids are the patriarchs of the Church of the End of All Things, and they are the planners and executors of many plans. Their words and deeds are indeed weird, but even so weird, we still regard them for a long time. At least the same "mortal" as you look at...this is the most terrifying."

  Bad’s expression instantly became extremely difficult to look at.