Seeker of Teyvat

"Void, increase the information flow attack."

In the Red Sand Temple, the Red Sand Void Host accelerated its operation, and a large amount of retained intelligence was occupied.

On the Red Sand Warriors training ground,

The eternal mechanical core that was restrained in the center of the huge core began to flash red light.

A very extreme emotional force field appeared around the core.

The terrifying information flow from the void terminal is transformed into a signal from the energy construct through a huge instrument, which oppresses the eternal mechanical core.

This information crazily squeezed the computing power of the Eternal Mechanical Core.

The computing power of the Eternal Mechanical Core requires energy.

But now it is restrained and cannot recover its energy naturally.

Then, it can only oppress internally.

The Eternal Mechanical Core began to stimulate the soul fragments inside.

Pain, suffering, sorrow,

Endless negative emotions are added to the fragments of Zhenling's soul.

Thus, the power to calm the soul was born in the soul fragments.

And these spiritual powers are once again converted into energy to power the calculations of the Eternal Mechanical Core.

Abatoi didn't know the stories of these town spirits.

He only knew that he could not give up the attack, and he could not let the Eternal Mechanical Core recover.

"Void, increase your attack."

"Kakata, bring toolbox No. 9 over here. Yes, it's the toolbox used to modify your operating module."

Abatoi's face became excited.

He could sense that he would soon be able to "see" the underlying operating logic instructions of the Eternal Mechanical Core.

Time passes slowly,

Until the moon rose above Abatoi's head,

The eternal mechanical core that emitted an ominous red force field made a crisp breaking sound.

A virtual screen popped up in front of Abatoi.

[The other party did not respond, and the privacy computing power was exhausted. ]

Abatoi's face lit up with joy.

Open the toolbox handed over by Kakata,

I took out a set of program modules to detect the input device.

"Try to connect to the Eternal Mechanical Core first."

Abatoi was typing on the program module detection input device, not noticing the figure coming behind him.

Kakata did notice it, but when it saw that it was Wang Daoyi and Niguled, it didn't take any precautions.

These two people are on its white list.

Abatoi tapped frantically on the program module detection input device.

A large amount of data jumped on the device's screen, and then the data was converted into ancient Chiwang characters.

[Trying to connect...]

[Connection failed, secret key required...]

[Simulating the secret key, simulating...]

[Simulation failed...simulate again...]

With Abatoi's repeated failures,

The originally paralyzed Eternal Mechanical Core began to glow with a hint of white energy.

It's recovering.

"Let me do it."

Behind Abatoi,

Wang Daoyi stretched out his hand.

Abatoi was startled, then realized it was Wang Daoyi. He immediately nodded and handed over the device in his hand.

Wang Daoyi took the device.

The golden wisdom flows in the eyes,

Authority·Analysis.

Authority · Reading.

Authority · Retrospection.

Authority and understanding.

No matter how powerful the key is, it still exists.

As long as it exists, it can be parsed.

If it cannot be parsed, then backtrack directly.

In front of Wang Daoyi, this kind of thing that does not touch the concept of God has no secrets.

Countless information emerged in Wang Dao's eyes.

Numbers gather into an ocean,

Some of them are true and some are false.

But this is not difficult. Wang Daoyi looked at one of the groups.

Then he tapped the code on the device in his hand.

【For the Mistress's revival! 】

On the huge instrument,

The eternal mechanical core trembled slightly.

The mechanical body made a slight sound and disintegrated.

The thing at the core center is revealed.

A golden leaf wrapped in white energy.

The leaves are already covered with cracks and look like they are about to collapse, but they also give people a feeling of solidity.

Very contradictory.

"What is this?" Abatoi looked at the thing in front of him, somewhat puzzled.

He thought he could see a mechanical core like the relic machine.

"The golden leaves are the soul of the town spirit, the source of energy that allows the energy machinery to operate, and also the source of their cognitive logic."

"As for the white energy structure, it is probably the underlying command that controls it."

Wang Dao took a glance at the golden leaves and suddenly lost interest in continuing to develop the energy construct.

This kind of productivity explosion brought about by enslaving the soul is not the right way.

Although he could put the blame on the Desert Dynasty thousands of years ago, Wang Daoyi decided in his heart to give up the continued use of the energy construct.

The golden leaves entangled with sadness, pain, fear and anger are enough to show the torture it once suffered.

Although they are not of the same race as Zhenling,

But imagine cutting up your soul, stuffing it into a machine, and using your soul as the source of power and computing power for the machine.

This kind of thing is probably unacceptable to any intelligent life.

There was silence for a while,

Wang Daoyi shook his head and said, "Forget it. The development of Chisha has been stained with the blood of many innocent people. Now that it has been put on the right track, let's forget about the productivity brought by this kind of slavery."

Reach out and lightly touch the white energy ball.

The originally solid energy group suddenly collapsed.

Revealing the golden leaves within,

Like a bird that has been trapped for decades,

After the cage was broken,

The golden soul fragments of Zhenling were floating in the air in confusion.

It seems a little unbelievable.

next moment,

Without any hesitation,

The golden leaves began to break apart,

It turned into little bits of light and dissipated in the air.

The core component of the Eternal Machinery that was originally suspended on one side seemed to have lost power and fell from mid-air.

With the sound of components falling to the ground,

Wang Daoyi seemed to hear a gentle female voice whispering softly in his ear.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, may there be a feast and a sea of ​​flowers..."

Perhaps its power was too weak, Wang Daoyi could not hear its whisper clearly.

However, Wang Daoyi clearly felt that

The power of a blessing left a mark on oneself.

After thinking about it, Wang Daoyi did not dispel the blessing.

I felt that the power brought by the blessing is probably that it can make me like the concept of flowers, and at the same time, I can have a good dream at night.

It’s very good for ordinary people, but just average for the Lord of Red Sand.

After all, it is already a remarkable thing that a fragment of a Zhenling soul that has been tortured for thousands of years still has the power to bless a god.

It would be wishful thinking to expect this blessing to produce some good effect.

Watching the golden light dissipate,

Beside Wang Daoyi,

Nicolade showed a hint of recognition in his eyes.

"After spending so much time and expending so much knowledge and energy, you finally got the answer and you just gave up like that?"

Wang Daoyi shook his head and did not respond to Nikolaid's words.

He just turned to look at Abatoi and said, "I'm sorry for wasting so much of your time."

Although he could have resolved the matter of Chisha with just one word,

But Abatoi spent so much time and effort on this research.

As a result, Wang Daoyi gave up suddenly. No matter what the reason was, it was a betrayal to Abatoi.

However, Abatoi could obviously understand Wang Daoyi's thoughts.

He shook his head slightly: "No, I just didn't expect you to just give up."

For Abatoi, when he knew that the golden leaf was the soul,

He didn't want to continue his research.

The mechanical life he wanted was not the kind of life that relied on the souls of other lives to be born.

This kind of intelligent machine that harms other lives is, in a sense, a blasphemy to Abatoi's academic pursuits.