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Chapter 1225 Matrix Hall

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    In fact, Victoria really wanted to ask why hiccups can still hurt the throat, but the tacit understanding developed between friends for many years made her give up the idea of ??opening her mouth at the last moment - and she also found a reason for herself that sounded more reliable.

    After all, Maggie is a dragon. When their race hiccups the temperature may be relatively high.

    ¡°In a sense, Victoria¡¯s thoughts are subtly consistent with reality¡­

    Seeing that the embarrassment was gone, Maggie seemed to be slightly relieved. Then she looked at Victoria's face and spoke before the other party raised any questions: "How did you and Mr. Modier come into contact?  Sample?"

    "The "being chased by the ancient gods" and "samples" mentioned by Victoria just now can be regarded as the content of the public report. What she is asking now is Victoria's personal feelings.

    The Duchess of the North was silent for a few seconds, seeming to be recalling the process of her contact with the old man today. After a short period of recall and thinking, she whispered in a strange tone: "I don't know"

    "You don't know?" Maggie's eyes widened in surprise, "This is not like your speaking style."

    "No one can plan the contact process with the family ancestors in advance, and neither can I." Victoria sighed softly and said in a complicated tone, "I used magic to confirm the blood connection between him and me, and the credibility is more than 100 years old.  Ninety-nine points, but apart from this factual connection, from his speech and temperament to his living habits, from his way of thinking to his personality traits, all he feels to me is just strangeness I want to know him as much as possible,  But the more I learn about it, the more I see an ancestor who is very different from family records and history books It's like facing a specious phantom. I know it's true, but it always feels contradictory.  A place of harmony.¡±

    "We talked about this before we set off, didn't we?" Maggie said with a hint of concern, "You have expected this situation - a living person must be different from what is recorded in the book, not to mention Mo  Mr. Dill has been missing for nearly six hundred years. No one knows what he has experienced during these six hundred years, and this experience can completely shape him into another person. In the final analysis, we are not looking for a person.  The 'Modir Wilder' who is exactly the same as in the records came to Tallond."

    "You're right, I really shouldn't care about these details," Victoria nodded, "I just thought of Ms. Hetty She may have also experienced the confusion I faced, but it seems that she is aware of all this.  They all adapted very well"

    Maggie glanced at Victoria. She seemed a little hesitant, but after a moment of hesitation, she still said: "I have some inappropriate thoughts, but I believe you will also understand this obvious fact: Ms. Hetty has faced different situations than you."  The difference between the Gawain Cecil she saw and the pioneering hero recorded in the history books may be even greater. It was not that she 'adapted well', but that the Cecil family at that time had to  There is an ancestor who has resurrected from the dead As for the harmonious relationship between His Majesty Gawain, her, and His Highness Rebecca that will happen later."

    Victoria's expression suddenly changed slightly. She couldn't help but glance at her friend: "You are not just an 'inappropriate' idea - in another situation, you would be arrested if you said this."

    "So I won't just talk nonsense in front of outsiders," Maggie shrugged, "I'm just giving an example. Let's talk about other things, besides these 'confusions', what else do you think about your adventurer ancestor?  Do you have any other feelings? What else did you talk about?"

    ¡°¡­We spent most of the time talking about his adventures,¡± Victoria recalled, ¡°He was a very cheerful and optimistic person, informal, which was completely different from the Wilder family¡¯s traditional style;  He has indeed been to many, many places. Even if his memory is often confused or interrupted, he still remembers countless bizarre stories and many folklores that have long been lost; he admires our Majesty very much, although he no longer remembers  I once went to sea to find His Majesty's 'secret route'"

    "Have you asked about the Violet Kingdom?" Maggie looked into Victoria's eyes, "I hope you haven't forgotten about it."

    "Of course I won't forget it," Victoria nodded immediately. "I brought the topic to Violet without asking directly - I was worried that this would trigger his 'consciousness reset', but through indirect guidance, I could be sure that he  I don't remember whether he has ever visited that mage kingdom. I also asked him about the earliest adventures he remembered, but unfortunately he did not mention Mossywood or the northern city-statesthe earliest adventures he could remember.  The experience was on a coast in the far west of the mainland.??, and the supreme controller of this entire facilityis quietly dormant in the deepest "Matrix Hall".

    An iron soldier wearing an ancient magician's robe and with long gray-white hair walked through the deep corridor and entered the matrix hall with the highest secret level. This roughly hexagonal hall was brightly lit, with white and gray ancient  The building materials give the entire space an overly clean and monotonous feel, and inside this monotonous hall, huge silver-white square columns rise one after another, pointing in the distance.  The dome above.

    Those square pillars are made of unknown metal and crystals embedded between the metals. Faintly glowing groove patterns can also be seen on the surface of the pillars, and a low but pleasant buzzing sound continues to emit from each pillar.  It came from deep and vibrated between every pillar like a resonance, making the entire hall reverberate with a "wind chime sound" that seemed to have a rhythm.

    "Commander," the Iron Man soldier stood in front of the matrix formed by those pillars and said in a voice lacking any emotion, "the inspection of all tributaries has ended."

    As the iron man soldier's words fell, the silent silver-white square pillars in the hall seemed to come alive for an instant. Their crystals began to flash brightly, and a gradually rising buzz appeared in the low humming sound. The surfaces of many square pillars  Holographic projections with complex structures emerged, and those images displayed automatic monitoring records of every magic flow around the Disobedience Fortress - a pleasant mechanical synthesized voice sounded in the matrix: "I have seen the data returned.  What are the results of direct observation by outside inspectors?"

    "Everything is also normal," the Iron Man soldier said meticulously, "the perimeter fluctuation record is within the normal value, and the total change curve is in line with the historical fluctuation record of the Deep Blue Network"

    "Is everything normal" the mechanical synthesized voice in the matrix softly repeated the words mentioned by his subordinates, "In this situation, everything is normal but it is the biggest abnormality.

    "The turbulence of the Deep Blue Webway can already be observed in the elemental rifts of Tallond. The newly hatched dragons show traces of being infected by the Deep Blue Magic Power. Even the Dragon God suspects that the Deep Blue Webway is about to usher in.'  Swelling My readings here are all normal It seems that some of the restless alien monsters deep in the wasteland have consciously avoided all the tributaries that the Deep Blue Well can monitor."

    The iron soldier listened quietly to Ophelia's analysis of the matrix. After the resonant words between the square pillars fell, she said expressionlessly: "Those cultists know more about the Deep Blue Well than expected. They even know  The scope of our surveillance.¡±

    "Yes, because they have 'advisors', very professional 'advisors'," Ophelia Matrix said unhurriedly, "It's really a pity that the rebellious people who were strong-willed in the past have now stood at the forefront of mortal civilization.  On the opposite side I'm really curious about what 'they' have experienced on the other side of the border, but unfortunately this will probably remain a mystery forever."

    Then the voice of the matrix paused for a moment, and then sounded again: "Continue to maintain monitoring of all tributaries, and maintain patrols of the outer areas of the explosion crater - those cultists may know how to bypass the Iron Man Corps' monitoring, but as long as  They are still mortals, so there will always be times when their spirits are relaxed, so don¡¯t miss any clues.¡±

    "Yes, Commander."

    The Iron Man soldier received the order, then turned and left the brightly lit matrix hall.

    The hall returned to its previous state, with huge metal square pillars standing silently in the light, and inside these cold and ancient thinking nodes, Ophelia Norton's consciousness flowed quietly, just like in the past thousand years.  Every day she spent.

    This state lasted for a moment, and a clear holographic projection suddenly appeared near one of the square pillars. The projection showed a lively and bustling street, as well as a dazzling array of products in the shops on the street.

    Then a new holographic projection appeared next to another square pillar. It was a simple church. Young priests who were pursuing the path of the Holy Light were gathering in the church, listening to the senior priests teaching them free fighting.  courses.

    More holographic projections appeared next to the square pillars one after another. There were bustling urban areas, quiet and peaceful suburbs, gurgling water and green nurseries, majestic clock towers and majestic city towers.

    That is the scenery from afar, outside this desolate and desolate wasteland, in that country that is becoming increasingly prosperous and powerful.

    Ophelia Norton¡¯s consciousness flows quietly in these distant landscapes.

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