Chapter 835: Problems About the Body

Chapter 835: Problems about the body

I haven’t been back for more than a month. The house still looks like it did when we went out, and it is kept spotless. The floor is so bright that people’s shadows can be reflected on it. The walls are as spotless as if someone has scratched them. The coffee table looks like A little shorter than when she left - I can imagine how often Anweina cleans the table when she has nothing to do. Sometimes I even think of the place where we live since Anweina came to this home. I'm afraid it is expanding at a rate of one square meter per year. Equivalent to the housing prices here, our family's economic growth rate is almost the same as the city's lowest per capita income. The only thing we have to worry about now is that according to Anweina's hard work, this house I don’t know if the wall is enough for her to grind...

But it’s better than Little Bubble spending all day writing and drawing in her room. The little girl is now in a period of particularly strong creativity. Her graffiti is the biggest obstacle to the expansion of our family’s living area - if no one takes care of it, I I feel that sooner or later, no one will be able to enter that girl's room.

As soon as we arrived in the living room, the first thing Qianqian and I did was to throw ourselves on the sofa, lie on the cushions and breathe like the two of us. In fact, I'm not tired, but you can't show it if you don't do it like this. Are you excited to come home from a long trip? As for Qianqian, she just saw me lying down and joined in the fun.

"Master, should you eat first or take a bath first, or..." Anweina stood next to the sofa with a happy smile on her face and said eagerly. I quickly waved my hand: "Hurry up and cook. You have to finish what I said." I probably won’t have to eat today.”

Anweina scratched her hair sleepily and said to herself as she walked towards the kitchen: "I just want to ask the director if he wants something to drink first..."

I was so ashamed that I wanted to get in through the cracks in the sofa cushions with a bunch of girls watching - and then Dingdong did it for me. She performed a stunt of diving from a high platform above my head. She missed her aim and got stuck in the cracks of the sofa. not coming.

"Anweina looks very happy."

My sister said with a smile as she forcibly pulled me up and arranged my clothes like she did to my naughty brother who would roll on the sofa when he came home from playing wildly all day long.

Saeko was wearing an apron and was about to go to the kitchen to help. Hearing this, he turned his head with a very happy smile on his face: "Because everyone is finally back. Brother, when you were away, the house was deserted, and such a big house is so lonely." It’s all a bit scary, especially Sister Anweina who is used to singing and cleaning at twelve o’clock in the evening...Now that everyone is back, the house feels like home again.”

After saying that, I hummed a song and walked to the kitchen, leaving the rest of us staring at each other. I thought to myself that I had never thought of this before. Living under the same roof with Anweina is indeed a test of Ting's ability to accept. Yes, this ghost servant is good at everything, but sometimes some ghostly things make people feel shuddering, such as singing at night - singing at night is not a sin, but a ghost singing the Sin'dorei Elegy at night is a bit creepy. You must know that Anweina can usually sing "Windmill" to convey the feeling of desolation thousands of miles away.

Normally it would be better if we were all at home, but with all of us gone and only a few people left to look after the house, Anweina's lethality would increase exponentially.

My sister tidied up my wrinkled clothes, and then bent down to lift Qianqian up. Several other people also walked to their rooms, preparing to eat before coming back down. At this time, I suddenly felt a line of sight falling on me. On his own, he looked up curiously and saw a small black figure flashing past the stairs on the second floor. Although he couldn't see his face clearly, the big red eyes were still eye-catching— —Of course, what’s more eye-catching is the opponent’s height, which can’t even reach the stair railing.

"Xiao Deng, stop hiding, I'm watching you."

I waved to the stairs, and two seconds later, a little white head popped out from behind the handrail of the stairs. The mercury lamp made a face on it, and then rolled down resolutely. Well, Rolled down...

"Guacridine" Little Bubble knocked away the mercury lamp unceremoniously, leaving behind the little puppet that was rolling down the stairs and flew over along a parabola from the second floor. I stared at the scene in front of me in stunned silence until I It was like being shot from the front by an RPG and he was knocked out by the little bubble before he reacted and shouted: "I'm going to fuck this unlucky kid"

"Uh-huh, daddy, uh-huh, come home."

Little Bubble hugs my neck and rubs it hard. It seems that it won’t stop until I peel off a layer of skin today. The little girl’s speech is still vague, and her self-created Little Bubble language is always so It was difficult to understand, but this time, I keenly noticed that the other party seemed to have said one or two clear words. Although it was brief, I could almost understand what she meant.

Immediately I jumped up like a carp, and with this movement, Little Bubbles was thrown behind me like a cloak, hanging there safely and happily. The little girl's arm strength is no joke, so with Little Bubbles When playing with bubbles, I basically don't have to worry about accidentally throwing the baby away. Instead, most of the time I have a headache how to take it off.

"This child's speech has improved a lot." I said to my sister next to me with a look of surprise on my face. Little Bubble was still mumbling behind me. This time I heard it more clearly, except for the phrase "Dad" that I learned very early. In addition, there are three words: "Go home, go home", which are rolling in her mouth like Hengyuanxiang's advertisement. Lin Xue was sitting on the sofa not far away, pouring juice for herself, watching the two of us making trouble, and then muttered for a long time: "Hey, that golden guy has nothing to do all day long, so he taught Xiaopao these three things." Sometimes I even go to the balcony to do vocal exercises - the bird in the house across the street can now say these three words, and that's a quail."

I was sweating profusely, thinking that based on this comparison, the language proficiency of Little Bubble, the empire's most cutting-edge host, during his childhood was actually worse than that of a quail.

"Hey you idiot, how long are you going to ignore me?"

A clear and loud shout saved me from the association between Xiaobubu and quail. When I looked up, I saw a lantern K zooming in quickly in my field of vision. Before I could react, there was a "bang" and I was firmly trapped. It hit the ground.

Little Bubble jumped to the side with a slurp, while the mercury lamp sat on my chest, scratching and scratching me, and yelling, the content of which was nothing more than expressing dissatisfaction with the tumble just now and someone. I should be punished after neglecting myself. Looking at the angry little face in front of me, I felt a little dazed: Is this still the cold and unpretentious chairman?

"What are you looking at?" The mercury lamp grabbed my hair hard and tried to pull my head out of my neck. The wide gothic lace cuffs swept around my nose, making me want to sneeze, "Idiot Where are the gifts of humanity?”

"Gift?" I scratched my hair sleepily.

"Of course it's a gift." Mercury Lamp sat on top of me arrogantly. "Didn't you tell me before we left that if you didn't take me with you, you would bring a gift back? Aren't you prepared?"

At the end of the sentence, the beautiful ruby-like big eyes of the mercury lamp narrowed dangerously, and brought his face less than five centimeters in front of my eyes. The only remaining small tiger tooth poked out and glowed with cold light.

Who am I? Needless to say, I have good reflexes. I took out a small bead from my pocket and said, "Here you go, a souvenir from Mobrado."

Mercury Lamp curiously took the bead and jumped to the side. He held it in his mouth and took a bite. He immediately frowned: "Is this a gift? Isn't it just a bead? You stupid human being, you want to lie to me?"

"Take this and shine it into the light." I reminded him cheerfully. The mercury lamp turned his head and glanced at me suspiciously, but in the end his curiosity overcame his doubts and he picked up the translucent sky blue bead and shined it under the light. Take a photo: "Eh? You stupid human being, there is a little person in this one, he looks like you."

"That's me," I smiled proudly, "This is Mobrado's most sought-after souvenir. It is said to be a fortune bead blessed by Emperor Xiling. I also have a demon hunting gun blessed by Sandora. , of course it is also known as..."

Mercury lamp: "..."

Me: "... just watch and bite."

When I was eating in the evening, I had a circle of tooth marks on my head. I couldn't eat due to the toothache caused by the mercury lamp, so I had to drink two large bottles of sour milk. Because it was still breathy, I drank too much and almost vomited my milk later.

But after all the fuss, one thing is still very obvious: a certain little doll was in a very good mood today. She even took the initiative to come over to me after dinner and asked me to tell me a story about what happened outside, which is not normal at all. What will happen: Mercury Lamp is always used to facing everything with a small face and a cold look. Even though she has a very close relationship with her family, she is not very used to chatting with anyone when everyone is present. Usually I will give She told stories, but it was all in the dead of night when no one was watching, and it was unique for her to get together with everyone and ask questions like today.

In the noisy atmosphere, the half day back home passed quickly. After all, mental fatigue cannot be rested in a room on the spaceship. Our whole family went back to the house to rest early in the evening, and even the mercury lamp was very bright. She climbed back into the box sensibly and didn’t pester me to tell her a story today, but it was still very difficult for me to fall asleep due to certain disturbing factors.

Dingdang was jumping up and down on the bedside table next to my head, playing on the swing with the desk lamp, chewing on the pen holder, fluttering its wings and flying diagonally across the ceiling. The little things after dark She was extremely energetic, and when everyone was soundly asleep, she became completely energetic. I had to accept this sad fact: Ding Dong’s jet lag was going to happen again...

A night of silence.

Early the next morning, I was woken up by a mercury lamp falling from the sky. I hadn't slept at home for a month, and now I wasn't wary enough of the mercury lamp's airborne awakening method. The bright sunshine poured into the bedroom from the window, and the warmth made me not think of Chung. As a result, the mercury lamp, which had returned to the cold-faced girl state, lay on my chest for a while and then decisively grabbed my hair and dragged it to the ground. , when I was holding this little doll to brush my teeth and wash my face, I looked at the chung headboard next to me, and sure enough I found that the little thing was holding a piece of rubber lying around and snoring. She was probably so excited that she didn't fall asleep until early in the morning. This little guy who suffers from jet lag every time is really hopeless. However, when I turned on the bathroom faucet and prepared to brush my teeth with the mercury lamp, Dingdang woke up reflexively. She flew to the front of the sink, closed her eyes, picked up her pocket toothbrushing cup, and drank. After drinking more than half a glass of water and taking two sips of toothpaste, I staggered back to sleep.

Me and the mercury lamp: "..."

I always feel that if no one takes care of this confused little thing, he will really resurrect himself in the God Realm.

After breakfast, Shandora called me to Shadow City. At the entrance of the fortress, she told me something with a serious expression, which made me instantly understand that even if I return home, my days of leisure will never come.

She said: "Arjun, we should think about how to resettle those souls."

I knew what she was referring to: the one hundred thousand undead of the Revenge Army rescued from the world of Mobrado.

It was impossible for Shandora to let them go. Being able to place those ancient souls as soon as possible was her biggest concern after the war ended. Now those souls are still preserved in the crystal wings of the leader bees, and the latter Provide energy to simulate the storage environment in the control core to maintain the existence of these souls, but this is obviously not a long-term solution.

Tavel is a person who absolutely cannot take a break. As long as she keeps her eyes open, she will feel uncomfortable if she does not work for a minute. Even when she is resting, she will keep several quality projections outside and continue to be busy. After returning to the shadow space, she immediately organized a large number of workaholic Imperial technicians like her to begin research on those ancient souls. Now more than ten hours have passed. According to the work efficiency of the Imperial technicians, there must be one Preliminary intelligence analysis.

"The situation is not very good," Sandora said bluntly, leading me aimlessly on the square at the entrance of the fortress, "We can't let those souls return to the body. As far as we know, Any kind of Xiling Apostle body is incompatible with their souls."

I knew that Tavel’s first research project after coming back was to settle the souls of the Revenge Army as soon as possible, such as putting them into a newly made body. But I didn’t expect that in just one night, she came up with something like this The conclusion, according to Sandora's resolute words, is probably already a situation with no room for reversal.

"What's going on?" I couldn't help but slow down and said to Sandora with a frown.

"Remember, what they actually said at that time," Sandora also frowned, "is that they 'conceptually lost their bodies'. I didn't quite understand this at first, but later after Tavel's analysis And pl-ming, now I know what's going on. In order to completely eradicate the abyss reaction in the spiritual network, they not only separated their souls, but also distorted the way their souls existed, turning them into a Information bo that is incompatible with anything that has the definition of 'body'. In this way, they eliminated the danger of their separated souls being disconnected from their original bodies so that part of the abyss survived, and also allowed their separated souls to From now on, it can never be physically relied on.”

"So cruel?" I said in shock, thinking that the Revenge Army was indeed the most lethal and decisive group of soldiers among the Xiling apostles. They really didn't take everyone's life seriously, especially To oneself.

"There was no extra choice in the situation at that time. Any flaw left by timidity may turn the last territory into an abyss nest." Sandora shook her head gently, and a head of dazzling blond hair rippled in front of my eyes. In an instant, It seems to have brought me back to the era of wars and last-ditch battles a long time ago. "I'm not sure how they did it. This has involved rewriting the characteristics of their own race. The racial characteristics of Xiling Apostles are in It took a long time to transform into what it is now. For example, as long as we have the name of Xiling, we will have a certain resistance to the damage of the law. In order to add such talents to the entire race, our ancestors used nearly 20 million years of Time, but they... Although it is much simpler to rewrite the way the soul exists than to increase the law resistance of an entire clan, in such a short period of time, they really did something incredible."

"PL-15 didn't tell you the specific situation?" I raised my eyebrows slightly, "He was a participant in the plan back then, so he should know some inside information, right?"

"The process of transforming the soul was completed by imperial technicians and occult experts. They have almost disappeared in the following years, and the experimental data left behind have not been completely preserved. pl-15 only remembers that this was based on a A technology developed from major experimental disasters recorded in the history of the empire. Originally, this technology was the product of a disaster. It once caused the empire to lose very important things, but under the circumstances at that time, this soul-destroying technology turned the tide... …”

Shandora was still talking there, but I didn't care to listen to what she said, because a lightning-like thought flashed across my mind just now, and now it's on the back of my head like Huang Zhongdalu The location boomed: I thought of someone

that nowloading

Well, she also has a name called Gaia...

"Sandora," I held the shoulder of the person next to me, "it seems that you were so concerned about Zelun that you did not connect the information. In fact, we know what happened to the so-called major experimental disaster, and even Meet the survivors of that accident.”

Sandora looked at me puzzled.

"Gaia" I couldn't help but reached out and pinched Sandora's cheek, "Isn't this what Gaia is when she conceptually loses her body and can only be stored in the machine as data and never be able to obtain a body? What is the current situation?”