Chapter 1128： mathematics

Bertila’s words made Gawain and Bersetia ponder at the same time. It was like a flash of light, which suddenly led Gawain to notice some details that he had not paid attention to before in the clues of chaos and confusion——

If the cultists in the depths of the wasteland are no longer "human beings", and they no longer pay attention to the "great plan" executed by the compatriots outside the wasteland, and the outside world, then why should they cooperate again? "External Church" action? And since they have been cooperating with the actions of external churches for 700 years, it shows...

"They have been providing us with data and even helping us infiltrate the Sentinel Tower. For centuries, they have acted like loyal colleagues. This allows us to ignore the hidden anomaly and never consider it. Does such a group of mentally and physically mutated'comrades' still have values ​​similar to ours," Bertila's voice sounded aside, "Until the false gods got out of control, everything went to nothing, the church outside the wall fell apart, and I finally When I have the opportunity to stand here, calm down and think about something without interruption, I have the opportunity to see the problem clearly..."

"They are not helping you, they are just helping themselves," Gao Wen said in a deep voice. "They have cooperated with you for so many years. The only explanation is that this kind of'cooperation' is beneficial to them, or that you have something worth taking advantage of. Place... Carefully recollect, what in your series of plans might be used by the cultists in the depths of the wasteland, this may help us figure out their purpose."

"Too many, biochemical engineering, environmental transformation, divine factors, divine evil... We have too many plans, each of which may be useful to them," Bertila said in thought, "Wasteland There are completely different environments inside and outside, which means that many experiments can only be carried out on one side. Every research we and each of them conduct is an extremely valuable source of information for each other..."

"Then we will assume that all this is their purpose," Bersetia broke the silence. "Ms. Bertila, the plans you mentioned just now should all be operated by you'external believers', and then The data is shared with the "internal believers" in the barrier? And the common point of all these projects is that they are all related to the survival and transformation of organisms in the environment..."

"What did you think of?" Gao Wen immediately looked at the silver queen, his expression serious.

"Let’s put aside technology for the time being-if those cultists living inside the magnificent wall are regarded as a group of'new species', what do you think this new species wants most now?"

"New species? What do you want most?" Gawain frowned subconsciously. Bersetia's words gave him some new ideas. He changed his thinking from "conspiracy to destroy the world" and "cult worship". "Such inertial thinking broke free, when this problem returned to the simplest premise, he suddenly thought of something, "Wait, you mean what they want is actually a living environment..."

"The living environment, a simple but dangerous answer," Belcetia nodded slowly, "The Gondor Wasteland is a survivable land for them, but this place of habitation may not be so comfortable to live in now. ——The central area of ​​the wasteland is the ruins of the Deep Blue Well controlled by the Iron Man Corps, and the fringe area is the guard zone under the supervision of the sentry tower. They can only carry out limited activities in the part of the area between the two, so... they Maybe not satisfied with this situation."

Gawain's eyes became deep and serious. At this moment, he thought about a lot of things, and Bertila, who was not far away from him, silently turned his head and glanced at the magic net terminal. The mutant tree man projected above the terminal. The image is slowly rotating in mid-air, and those distorted limbs and specious human faces contain inhuman minds. After watching for a long time, the former dark female patriarch sighed gently, as if she was speaking to herself Language: "We have deviated too far..."

Gawain was awakened from his contemplation by this sentence, but when he raised his head just about to say something, he saw Bertila suddenly appear as if he was listening. Two seconds later, she ended listening, but her tone became exceptional Seriously: "There was an emergency contact from the monitoring team just now, and they captured some...very special information. We'd better go to the monitoring center in person."

"Monitoring team?" Gawain quickly responded that what the other party was referring to was the long-term monitoring project that captured "mysterious signals" at major magic net hubs. His expression suddenly changed-according to Bertila's character, if it weren't the case. It's really a bit special, she won't be so urgent, "Okay, let's go now."

Bersetia next to was taken aback by the sudden change of the situation. She cast a curious look at Gao Wen: "What are you talking about?"

"Remember what we were talking about in the square?" Gao Wen glanced at the Queen of Silver. "That antenna device-just right, now I can take you directly to see what this'monitoring' project is doing. what."

While talking, the living room, which was "grown" by the giant Thorin tree on its own, had already heard a "click" sound of the wooden structure moving and deforming, and the wall at the other end of the living room slowly opened, revealing the pipe-like inside. The structure and a transport device with seats that are parked in the pipeline, Bertila walked there and said: "We can go to the monitoring center through the vascular tunnel, which is faster than the outer tunnel."

Gawain led Bersetia to the transportation pipeline while looking up at Bertila in surprise: "You also built a pipeline transportation system in yourself?"

"It was General Margarita's suggestion to me. The giant Thorin tree is large in scale, and there are many complicated three-dimensional arrangements inside it. Conventional elevators or external corridors cannot meet the commuting pressure of all facilities, so Margarita The general suggested that I design a kind of'slideway' that can quickly transfer people and materials between various facilities-her inspiration seems to come from the farm barn in the south, where farmers use similar slides to lift the platform. The dried grain is sent directly to the warehouse..."

Gao Wen listened in a daze. He was surprised that so many creative things were happening in areas he didn’t know about. He was surprised and pleased with this. He thought about the application of such things in other factories. Foreground, and compared it with similar things on the earth, and then I saw Bertila stop by the entrance of the pipeline, and seemed to have no intention of going in.

He was a little surprised: "Aren't you going with us?"

"I will recreate an'incarnation' at the exit waiting for you," Bertila said, while the cloak-like flower vines behind him swayed slightly to show their existence. "Look, my incarnations In fact, the mobility is limited, and there is no way to take the'transportation'-these vines do not allow the avatar to move quickly over long distances.

So is Bertila wired?

Gawain couldn’t help but made a strange comment, and then he asked unbearably curiously: "I’m suddenly a little curious, what if these vines are suddenly cut off while you maintain this incarnation? kind?"

"There will be a vivid Bertila doll, made of wood," Bertila said expressionlessly, "She is essentially just a medium for dialogue with people, and naturally only an empty shell remains after the nerve is disconnected."

"...This is reasonable." Gawain's mouth trembles, and he can only comment like this.

Bertila looked at Gawain very seriously: "Are you interested in this kind of doll? If you want, I can cut one out for you-unlike other wood products, it is easy to maintain, you just Soak her in a cream herbal medicine for two hours, and after taking it out to dry, it can be stored for at least half a century."

"No, thank you." Realizing that the topic might have an unexpected direction, Gawain waved his hand quickly, grabbed Bersetia and got into the transport device in the pipeline. Bertila didn't say anything, just maintained Standing in the same place as if stubbornly, then the protective shell of the pipe closed steadily, and the soft lights lit up in the cockpit at the same time.

Bersetia watched all this calmly throughout the whole process. As the Queen of Silver, she has seen a lot of things in her long life. In most cases, she can maintain this calm and calm posture, even though she is an "extraterritorial wanderer." Both her personal character in private and Bertila's appearance are a bit beyond her expectations, but these things are not bad.

But after the traffic cabin in the pipeline began to slide, she couldn't help but ask: "Is it really okay to take me directly to the'monitoring center'? It sounds like what great results you have just achieved-this Doesn't it involve confidentiality?"

"It does have a certain level of confidentiality, but as I said on the square before, the project itself is open source for neighboring countries, and for the Silver Empire... it will also be open source," Gao Wen explained, "Facts In Shanghai, we have even sent a technical team to proactively contact the Holy Dragon Principality and Typhon Empire in order to establish a larger-scale, data-interoperable monitoring network..."

The Queen of Silver couldn't help but widen her eyes in a little astonishment. She did hear Gawain say that this "monitoring" project was open to neighboring countries, but she didn't expect this matter to be open to this extent, which is even beyond. The technical exchange between the Cecil Empire and the Silver Empire was a joint action at the technical level that had never occurred in mortal nations before, which made her ask: "Why do you want to achieve this level? What on earth are you monitoring so that you need to... span the entire continent to do this?"

Gawain looked into Bersetia’s eyes. Under the fast flashing lights, the silver queen’s eyes were full of curiosity.

"We are tracking a signal, the source is unknown, the meaning is unknown, the content of the analysis is also ambiguous, but it can be confirmed that it is a man-made signal, and I think it...may bring us something that can subvert the three views of all people "We have been tracking it for more than two years, and recently more and more data has made experts aware of one thing: only the information collected from the Monet hub in Cecil Efficiency, it is impossible to track and lock this signal."

Bersetia's eyes widened, but before she wanted to say something, a slight shaking suddenly came, followed by the sound of the pipe shell opening.

As Bertila said-this pipeline transportation system is indeed very convenient.

In the brightly lit monitoring center, the fluctuations of the mysterious signal are still echoing in the equipment. The paper tapes and cardboards used to record signal waveforms and images have been stacked on the recording table, and the printer is continuously outputting more continuous paper to record that. With every subtle change in the signal, in the holographic projection in the center of the room, a large-scale geometric pattern and dot matrix is ​​still expanding in scale.

Bud stared at the scene closely, until a voice suddenly heard in his ears that awakened him from his thoughts: "Your Majesty!" "Ms. Bertila is here too!" "It's the Queen... The Silver Queen... …"

Bad quickly raised his head and saw three figures coming from the exit of the commuter pipe, but before someone saluted him, the leader Gawain waved to stop him.

"Back to work," Gawain's voice sounded in the room, "The person in charge of the monitoring channel can come over-who caught this signal?"

Bard immediately got up and left his post and came to Gawain. After saluting, Gawain looked at the familiar man in front of him with some surprise: "Is it you?"

"Yes, Your Majesty," Bud lowered his head and said, "I am in charge of this monitoring team."

"Very good, well done," Gawain showed a slight smile and nodded, then his eyes fell on the holographic projection in the center of the room, "What's the situation now?"

"The signal transmission is still going on, and the stability is far better than before. So far there has been no interruption and unresolved clutter," Bud said immediately. "According to the decoding method created by Ms. Bertila, we successfully output these graphics. ——The graphics are clear and regular, which shows that the decoding idea is correct, but the content..."

Gawain stared at the content presented in the projection, his eyes had a seriousness that no one had ever seen before.

He saw the basic geometric figures neatly arranged in the first row, including extremely regular squares, triangles, circles and polygons.

He saw smooth curves, gradual spiral lines, and closed intersecting geometric bodies in the subsequent patterns.

The lattice is grouped according to the increasing law, a coordinate system with horizontal and vertical axes, and undulating dots are distributed on it.

The discussion sound pressure of the people in the room was very low. The most obvious sound came from the magic machines running everywhere. The printer paper output device made a clicking sound, and the printer paper stored in the paper bin ran out. The staff hurried forward and replaced with new printing paper.

"Your Majesty, look at these..." Bud whispered to the side, "These things seem to be..."

"It's mathematics." Gawain finally breathed out softly, his heartbeat gradually calmed down in deep breathing.

Budd was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice, "...you really think so."

Gawain stared at the holographic projection in the center of the room. At this moment, the continuous output of geometric figures, dot matrix, and curve seemed to have finally come to an end, and some things emerged from above, but that was no longer familiar to everyone at the scene. The "mathematics" content too.

It's a bunch of weird, symbol-like things.