Chapter 1069： God's gift

There was a strange silence in the hall.

The outer shell of the metal box has been completely opened under the action of the mechanical device, and the contents contained within it appear before everyone's eyes. In Gawain's mind, "This little Pony must be amusing me" followed the appearance of the pale golden sphere. But nothing else, he can be sure of at least one thing: this thing is really a dragon egg...

The dragons, the dragons that survived the great collapse of Tarrond, sent envoys to establish diplomatic relations across the northern ice ocean and mountains after the heavy damage. They took so much effort to send themselves a dragon egg.

It is common sense that if Melita's head was not broken in the previous war, she probably wouldn't be joking with herself about the source of the egg.

After two full minutes of silence, Gawain finally broke the silence: "...The goddess you mentioned, is Enya?"

Melita's expression was a little complicated, and she said softly with a sigh, "Yes-the sanctuary has locked Tarrond's god, Enya... Now I can directly call his name."

"Then what does this egg mean?" For the first time, Gao Wen felt that his head was a little insufficient. The corners of his eyes twitched slightly. It took a lot of effort to keep his tone calm. "Why do your gods Leave a last wish for you to give me this egg? No, more importantly-why is there such an egg?"

As soon as Gawain’s voice fell, Amber suddenly showed a weird look on the side. The half-elf turned his head and looked straight at Gawain’s face. His face was full of words. The look-she is undoubtedly brewing a bold statement of about 800 words, but the basic sense of crisis and survival awareness are still working, making those bold statements temporarily hold in her stomach.

No kidding, Amber is still very confident in her own strength. She knows that whenever she comes up with that bold idea in her mind, Gawain can pick up the onion and shoot herself to the ceiling—this is what she is. Is experienced.

But not everyone has such a sense of crisis as Amber - Rebecca, who is standing by and studying the dragon egg attentively, suddenly turned her head and said casually: "My ancestor! Didn't you say you and that Has Dragon God talked a few times? Could it be that time that he accidentally stayed..."

Just halfway through the silly roe deer's words, Heidi raised his hand and pressed it on her shoulder. The conditioned reflex that grew up from childhood took effect instantly, Rebecca's whole body was obviously excited, and the rest of the words I swallowed it all back...

Gawain glanced at Rebecca silently, then at Hetty, whose face had turned dark, with a gentle smile on his face: "Forget it, there are outsiders present now."

Rebecca: "..."

Melita stood aside, curiously watching the scene in front of her, watching the interaction between Gawain and her family-this feeling was very strange, because she had never imagined that she looked so serious and held up like Gawain. A lot of people with aura can have such a relaxed and fun atmosphere when they get along with their families in private. On the other hand, as a "professional employee" customized by a biochemical company, she has never experienced a similar family. What is life like.

In the long years of the past, synergists, work schedules and the Omega system arranged almost all of her life. She never felt that there was anything wrong with it, but at a certain moment now, she actually felt a little bit ……envy.

But soon, she got rid of this weird emotion, and shook her head: "Ahem, I don't actually want to disturb you, but I still have to explain this dragon egg clearly.

"First of all, I actually don’t know exactly how this dragon egg... was produced. Even our leader hasn’t figured it out yet. I can only confirm that it is a relic after our gods left. The mechanism is not clear.

"Secondly, when the **** left Yu Ling to entrust the dragon egg to you, he also left some words. These messages are of great significance. I hope you listen carefully."

Seeing an exceptionally serious expression on Melita's face, Gawain instantly realized that this matter was not trivial. He quickly concentrated his attention and looked at each other's eyes seriously: "What message?"

Melita cleared her throat, and said solemnly: "The first:'God' as a natural phenomenon, in essence will never die..."

She was repeating the words that Calador told her before leaving, without falling off a word, and clearly, and as the listening party, Gawain’s expression changed from the moment he heard the first content. After this, his tight face never relaxed for a moment. It was only two seconds after Merita had finished speaking that his eyes rolled, and then his gaze fell on the pale golden dragon egg. ——The latter is still standing quietly on the pedestal at the bottom of the metal box, emitting a constant dim light, without any response to the surrounding eyes, as if it is sealed with infinite secrets.

At this moment, Gao Wen couldn't help but think of the first thing he just heard: God, as a natural phenomenon, will never die in essence...

The dragon **** is nominally the patron saint of the dragon race, but in essence it is also a collection of various symbolic deities. The dragon as a mortal race has feared all natural phenomena since its birth-flame, frost, thunder and lightning, life, death , And even nature itself...All of this is gathered in the dragon god, and as the dragon successfully breaks through the shackles of adulthood, these "awe" will also disappear, then the dragon **** as a kind of "aggregate"... Will he eventually disintegrate into the most primitive symbolic concepts and return to the "deep sea", or will he leave some residue due to the gathering of human nature?

"The necessary element of the third story..." Gawain murmured softly, his eyes never leaving the dragon egg. He suddenly became a little curious and looked at Merita on the side, "This necessary element refers to this egg. , Or those four concluding conclusions?"

"We don't know... God's will is always vague, but it may also be our limited ability to understand," Melita shook her head, "Perhaps both? After all, we still don't know enough about the gods. In this respect, you seem to have some special talent, and you can easily understand many metaphors about gods."

She raised her eyelids and looked into Gawain's eyes: "So do you know what the'third story' the gods are referring to is? Our leader asked me to ask you before leaving: Are there really mortals? Other options?"

Gao Wen was silent, thinking quietly in the silence. He carefully considered for a long time before speaking in a low tone: "In fact, I have been thinking about this issue since the fall of the God of War... God was born out of human thoughts, but It has also become a disaster for mortals due to changes in thoughts. It is one way to usher in the end of the countdown in submission, and to seek survival in the killing of gods is also a way, and as for the third way... I have been thinking about'coexistence'. Possible."

"It sounds difficult." Melita said straightforwardly.

"It's really difficult, but we are not without progress-we have succeeded in letting gods like the'upper narrator' lose their divinity, and to some extent'freed' the relationship between the gods of nature and the goddess of magic. The shackles of the world, now we are still trying to subtly and subtly cut with the God of Light," Gawain thought as he said, he knew that the dragon race is a natural ally in the cause of rebellion, and the opponent has now successfully broken free of the chains, so He doesn’t have to keep anything when talking about these in front of Melita. “The only problem now is that all these'success stories' are too harsh. Every success is based on non-replicable constraints, and humans want to face it. There are so many right gods..."

"And there will always be new gods born," Melita said. "In addition, you can't be sure that all gods are willing to cooperate with your'coexistence' plan-mortals themselves are changeable, changeable mortals. This has brought a changeable trend of thought, which is destined to be impossible for you to treat the gods as some kind of'mass production model'. Each **** you have to face... is a unique'case.'"

"No matter how unique a case is, there will be a common logic behind it. At least'Born from the trend of thought' is the common logic of all of them," Gao Wen said seriously, "So I now have a plan to build the mortal kingdoms. Based on the alliance, I named it the "theocracy council"."

Melita was taken aback, and quickly understood the possible meaning behind this word. She gradually opened her eyes and looked at Gawain in astonishment: "Do you want to control mortal thoughts?"

Immediately after Gao Wen answered, she shook her head again: "This is almost equivalent to controlling the thoughts of all mortals...not to mention whether it can be successful, this kind of behavior itself will probably cause everyone to resist...unless you I intend to build an Omega system like us, but the price of doing so is not affordable for all races..."

"So what I want to do is not'control'," Gawain laughed. "Actually, according to our recent research, it is the overly controlled thought that caused the gods to be extremely powerful and constantly regenerating, so we must do The...is not to control all thoughts, but to liberate all thoughts."

The room was quiet for a while, and Melita seemed to be frightened by Gawain’s grandiose and even bold thoughts. She thought for a long time, and finally noticed the faces of Heidi, Amber and even Rebecca on the scene. They all had a very natural expression, which made her thoughtful: "It looks like... your plan has been brewing for a while."

"We have verified its initial results in the transformation process of the Holy Light Church, and verified its theoretical feasibility in the chaos model of the neural network. We believe that through long-term social structural adjustment, education popularization, and changing customs are possible. To achieve this goal-even in a short period of time, it can also produce quite good results," Gao Wen said, "the key problem now is that other countries on the mainland may not directly accept all of this, so we need a The Theocracy, I hope that at least a basic consensus will be reached among the leaders of some countries, and then this change will be promoted through economic and cultural gradual influence and technological development."

Merita looked at Gawain and thought about it for a long time, and then suddenly smiled: "I think I probably understand what you are going to do. World-class education is popularized, and economic and technological development is used to force society to change customs. Huh... you really deserve the name of "theocratic"."

Gao Wen raised his eyebrows: "Sounds like you are interested in this?"

"Indeed, I am personally very interested - but whether the dragons are interested, it depends on when we can see a more detailed plan," Melita said with a smile, "If you say you don't even have a plan no?"

"Of course there is, and there are as many relevant materials," Gao Wen said, but then he suddenly reacted, "But do you really need it? You have broken away from the shackles with your own efforts... The Dragon Race is now this Isn't it the only "free race" in the world other than the Kraken?"

"Why don't you need it?" Merita asked back, her expression became serious, "It is true that the dragon race is now free, but as long as we have a little understanding of the rules of this world, we know that this kind of'freedom' is actually just Temporary. The gods are immortal... And as long as the tendency of ignorance and blindness in the minds of mortals still exists, the shackles will come back sooner or later. The survivors of Tarrond are only concerned about two things now One thing is how to survive on the wasteland, and the other is how to prevent the coming back of the gods in the near future. These two things make us sleepless."

She raised her head and looked into Gawain's eyes: "So, maybe your'theocracy' is a good medicine that can cure the problem, even if it can't be cured... it's at least a successful exploration."

"This evaluation surprised me a bit," Gawain said seriously, "Then I will prepare sufficient information for you as soon as possible-but I want to confirm one thing. Can you represent the wishes of the entire dragon clan in Tarrond? "

Melita met Gawain's gaze, her expression was solemn, and she said word by word: "This time, I will represent Talrond with full authority."

Gawain nodded, then his expression relaxed, and his face smiled again: "Well, we have talked about enough heavy topics, maybe it's time to discuss something else."

As his voice fell, the atmosphere on the scene quickly became relaxed. Rebecca, who was listening carefully with her neck down, finally had a chance to catch her breath. She blinked and reached out to touch the pale gold The dragon egg broke the silence with a curious look: "Actually, I wanted to ask from just now... This egg is said to be given to us, but how are we going to deal with it?"

"Not for you, but for Gawain Cecil himself-there are still some differences," Merita immediately corrected Rebecca's statement, and then showed a somewhat confused expression, "As for saying What to do with this dragon egg... Actually, I don't know. When I set off, I only said to let it over, and no one told me what I need to do in the future."

Amber thought, who hadn't spoken much, and tentatively squeezed his chin and said, "Or... shall we try to hatch it?"

(End of this chapter)