Chapter 767： Birth of god

Magic Guidance Technology Research Institute, second floor, confidential conference room.

Gao Wen, wearing a dark blue jacket, walked into the room. In this tightly protected conference room, which was never open to the public, he saw that everyone who was attending the meeting was waiting here.

Wright and Veronica were talking in a low voice. Pittman was scratching his beard absently. Carmel floated around the conference table. The arcane glow on his body was calm and blue. Hetty saw Gawain appear, the first Stand up, bow down and salute: "Ancestors."

Others stopped their own affairs and rose to salute.

Gao Wen looked around the scene, and his gaze paused slightly on an empty seat near the long table: "You don't need to be invisible at this time."

Amber's figure emerged immediately: "I'm used to it, used to ..."

Gao Wen shook his head, came to the top of the conference table, and said while seated: "Internal meetings, no need to be polite, today is mainly to exchange some information, and ... I need some professionals on site to provide some suggestions."

Veronica looked up and looked at the people at the scene, knowing in her heart: "Related to the knowledge of the gods?"

"Yes," Gao Wen nodded. "About the recent abnormality of the everlasting mind's network, Amber should have told you before the meeting?"

"It was just half an hour ago," Wright replied, "I never knew that our penetration of the Perpetual Mission had reached this level."

"The level of confidentiality has always been high, and there is no intersection with the church. You do n’t know that it is normal," Gao Wen said as he looked serious. "But things have changed a bit now, and some intelligence has to Open.

"In short, according to the information I just got here, it is very likely that a secret plan executed by the Everlasting in the Mind Network has accidentally touched the realm of the gods, and ... they may have been exposed to the secret of the birth of the gods."

Gao Wen opened the door to see the mountain, and the meeting room quieted down instantly. Everyone's breathing seemed to be slowed for a while. Even Carmel who was not breathing was dimmed for a moment. After a few seconds, Pittman's mouth shook. Breaking the silence: "I said there must be something big in this urgent and confidential meeting, but this ... is a bit too exciting."

As he said, he lowered his head, and looked at the distressed beards that he had just accidentally scratched. He hesitated for a long time and rubbed the beard on his chin again, carefully reconnecting the spells.

Gao Wen didn't care about Pittman's grunt. After seeing his heavy news successfully lifted everyone's spirit, he took his previous experience in the spiritual network and explored in that "phantom town" Described in detail.

Everyone at the scene listened carefully, and even every meeting would doze off or amber out of the sky this time raised their ears and listened with special attention.

"... That's all," Gao Wen breathed out after nearly twenty minutes of narrative, summing up, "According to my guess, the worship of the" upper narrator "should be the main cause of the sandbox out of control, and "The Church of the Upper Narrative" specifically brewed something in the dream, and whether this "thing" belongs only to the conceptual product in the dream world ... will be the key to the question. "

As soon as his voice fell, Veronica, sitting in the second position on the left, broke the silence: "You are suspicious ... that belief in the so-called" upper narrator "is in the No. 1 sandbox of the Mind Network ... has really created a god? "

"There is no evidence yet, but I really doubt it," Gao Wen nodded. "The sleepless has not found the 'way' for the **** to pollute the sandbox one. There is no evidence or clue as to which **** is." What way, when did you bypass the heavy protection of the No. 1 sandbox, and entered the sandbox-we all know that the three dark sects are the sects who know the gods best, but even the top researchers among them No trace of the gods invading the sandbox system ... then we might as well make a bolder assumption: pollution is not an invasion from the outside ... "

...

In the Mind Network, the central shrine with the highest level of secret authority, the archbishops sit around a round table depicting various symbols.

All the archbishops attending the conference have lost their camouflage here and used the real appearance of the real world. According to the internal regulations of the Order, this means that the conference has a very high level of confidentiality and high specifications.

Archbishop Yuri in white robe stood at the round table with a solemn tone: "... according to Archbishop Selena and I speculate that pollution ... may come from inside the sandbox No. 1, and the so-called 'divine erosion' should be It ’s from that denomination that worships 'the upper narrator'. "

Opposite Yuri, a man in a black robe, with a short stature, red hair standing upright, and a rather loud voice stood up and said loudly: "This thing is incredible, the residents in the dream world suddenly started Doubting their authenticity of the world, and then starting to worship a fictitious 'upper narrator', did they really produce a god? And this **** also caused the sandbox to run out of control? It is really impossible to find out why In the circumstances? "

Yuri looked helplessly at the red-haired man on the opposite side-that was Archbishop Magnum, with a hot temper and a famous big voice, but he also knew that the big voice was questioning here loudly and It is not malicious, nor is it due to the opinion of someone. This is due to his personality-the idea came into his mind, and naturally he said it.

It's just that this gentleman's voice is really loud, which makes it difficult to adapt, and then again ... In such a spiritual space, can't he turn down his "volume" slightly?

"Arch Magnum," Yuri shook his head slightly. "Everything I say is really speculation, and I know it's incredible, but don't forget that we are dealing with 'God', and God ... is incredible by itself. "

A cluster of starlight polymer floated above the ornate round table, and the sound it made came to everyone's ears on the scene: "There is now any evidence to prove that the 'upper narrator' of that denomination born in the dream world has already possessed Are there some **** qualities? "

"Under the Pope," Archbishop Yuri bowed his head immediately. "There is no evidence for the time being, and we have too little information. At present, we can only confirm that such a sect does appear in the sandbox No. 1, and its activities and the The sandbox out of control responded in time. "

Starlight Polymer expands and shrinks in mid-air: "As long as there is evidence to prove that the 'upper narrator's beliefs' in the sandbox No. 1 really produced a god, or a 'thing' similar to God, all the answers will come out. . "

Yuri frowned. "But ... if that thing is really a god, how can we deal with it?"

"We don't know yet, but aren't these the answers and secrets we have been pursuing?" Pope Meghal III's voice echoed gently in everyone's mind. "We have been trying to dig out the gods. To find out the truth of their birth, and now we may be infinitely close to it ... "

...

"The secret of the birth of the gods ... may be hidden in the sandbox number one," Gao Wenchen said. "If the shadow of the power of the gods really appears behind the Upper Narrator Church, then the concept of the gods ... will Get the most radical disruption. "

"It wasn't the gods that created the humans, but the humans created the gods ..." Petman murmured, suddenly shaking in his hands, and several beards were dragged down by him again.

Holding a platinum scepter in his hand, Veronica, who was surrounded by a touch of light, had been silent for a long time, and seemed to have been thinking for a long time. Then she suddenly raised her head: "This is actually the original rebellious plan One of the assumptions. "

"Have you ever guessed this direction?" Gavin looked at Veronica with surprise. "Have you guessed that gods were actually born in the process of human belief?"

"We did not speculate so deeply, so directly, but we have speculated that human beliefs-or a large number of common thoughts of mortals-will affect the activities of the gods to a certain extent. But this speculation is too shocking and neither can be confirmed Nor can it be falsified, or the difficulty of verifying falsification is so high that it is almost impossible to achieve, so until the collapse of the Gondor Empire, this conjecture was still only a conjecture. "

"But now the bold attempts of the dormant will probably prove your conjecture ..." Wright said with an sigh, "It is really impossible to imagine that the gods that make mortals fear and awe are essentially things created by mortals?" "

"Don't make a conclusion because of this, let alone blindly and confidently, underestimate the 'God'," Veronica said gently, "the projection of the beliefs of billions of souls becomes gods in a dimension we cannot understand, The changes that have occurred during this period have exceeded our understanding. Perhaps God was really born of mortal beliefs, but we have not yet had the qualifications and strength to call them our 'creatures' ... Maybe we should consider them even more. A horrible, out of control, but inevitable 'natural phenomenon.' "

"Natural phenomenon ..." Gao Wen couldn't help repeating the word in his head, thinking thoughtfully.

Then he nodded: "It is indeed a natural phenomenon, as Veronica said, and ... it is a natural phenomenon that must occur."

Belief and religion are almost an inevitable stage of social activity.

Civilization always has a period of weakness and weakness. Mortals come from obscurity. Facing this mysterious, unknown, and crisis-ridden world, and facing incomprehensible and unpredictable nature. They will inevitably be in awe of nature and fear or worship of those difficult-to-explain natural phenomena.

In the process of moving from the unknown to the known, in the process of trying to recognize everything in the world, everyone will try to explain things that make them awe and fear.

At a time when knowledge is weak, power is weak, and civilization is still rampant, these explanations ... will eventually inevitably point to gods or other similar concepts.

In the closed sandbox No.1, the man-made world that has been running for thousands of years, the residents inside must also face the question: Where do we come from? Who created this world?

Perhaps some "prophet" accidentally peeked into the data stream behind the world, or maybe some adventurer accidentally came to the border of the sandbox, they were inexplicably shocked by the sea of ​​magnificent chaos outside the world, and saw The script that runs behind the world and the record of instructions left by the operators.

As a result, they have an explanation of their own world: it is the "upper narrator" who created all this.

Then there really was an "upper narrator."

"Eternal Sleepers are a group of outstanding soul engineers and excellent researchers, but unfortunately they only pay attention to the technical field and don't understand how society works," Gao Wen shook his head, sighing in his voice, "If they understand After understanding the mechanism of social operation and understanding the various links of the development of civilization, even if they cannot predict that the sandbox No. 1 will get out of control, they will at least anticipate that the occurrence of 'religious activities' in the sandbox No. 1 is inevitable. Make vigilance and plan. "

The meeting room was quiet for a while.

Although everyone here knows the disobedience plan, and although everyone here is more or less involved in Gao Wen's plans that challenge the gods and "retreat", the things discussed today have shocked everyone. .

Everyone is digesting it carefully, and everyone is repeatedly testing all aspects of those hypotheses.

Pittman put his hand on his chin and carefully repaired his beard while saying: "Then if this is the case, a 'god' has been created in the sandbox ... This thing will probably not end. Everything We can still solve the deer that will be made by artillery or the Kraken legion, but how can a **** who runs in a dream?

"Don't need to be so pessimistic," Gao Wen said calmly. "Even if the thing is really a **** or a 'god-like', it has just been born and is still trapped in a dream, as long as we can understand its mechanism. , It will not be difficult to deal with-and the eternal one will certainly do his best to resolve this crisis for his own survival. "

Pittman looked sad and couldn't help twisting his beard: "Well ... I shouldn't have listened to amber at first, and I wasn't peaceful at all in my old age ..."

The sigh dropped, and the old druid looked down at the beard pulled down from his hands, looking even more sad.

"Just don't pick it up," Wright, who was sitting across from him, said with some concern, "I don't think it's possible."

"……Ugh……"