Under the Ice Wall
Ding Can could not infer any useful information from these simple characters. Apart from the machine, there was no other person here.
She just felt that the data was messy and huge, and with a thought, she realized that this place was just like the VR world, and she could slowly move from the door to the room.
After taking a few steps forward, Ding Can raised his hand to touch a nearby string of data.
After touching the fingertips, the symbols spontaneously separated into two rows, went around the fingers to the left and right, and then spontaneously closed together.
She turned her head and looked somewhere in the room. Among the machines in the circle, she found one with a display screen, and it seemed that all the data would pass through this machine.
What a coincidence! With just one glance, she noticed the subtle but unique difference in the room. She even felt that she was not unfamiliar with this place.
So I became more curious about the content on the display screen, wondering if there was some information on it that I could actually understand.
Ding Can raised his foot and walked through the numerous data streams, watching the numbers and characters blow away and close around his body, flying around like countless small flies.
With only a few steps left, she could almost notice the distinct paragraphs on it.
After a few beating sounds, Ding Can realized after a moment that it was actually his own heartbeat, and then he realized that he was nervous.
I just want to see what is displayed above, why am I so nervous?
Ding Can suppressed the doubts in his heart. When he was about to get close to the display screen, his body was suddenly pulled back as if by someone, and his shoulders and neck leaned back.
After blinking again, the scene in front of him disappeared, and what he saw instead was Shi Yan's very worried eyes, and he was still shaking his arms.
Ding Can hadn't reacted yet: "What happened?"
"Sister Can, you just closed your eyes and didn't respond. It's been more than ten minutes. Everyone is calling your name, and even patting you doesn't work."
Gao Wenwen couldn't help but speak first. He was just too tired and wanted to take a nap, but he didn't expect this to happen.
It seems that I have to keep a close eye on everyone at all times in the future.
"How is it possible..." Ding Can murmured.
Even though she had just wasted some time in the circular room, exploring the environment inside the room, and taking a few steps towards the display screen.
If you calculate the longest time, it was only about two or three minutes at most. How could he be unconscious for such a long time?
Moreover, she didn't hear anyone else's voice at all, and except for the last moment, she didn't feel any pressure on her body.
Since that room isolated all my senses, why did they choose this time to let me come back?
Ding Can looked at the scepter still in his hand. It lay there quietly, as if everything before was just an illusion.
Xia Jialian noticed her gaze: "What did you see just now?"
"Did you see our god?" Yin Jiu asked subconsciously. In his opinion, this was the only medium through which humans could communicate with gods.
Maybe I saw some scenes from the divine realm.
"It has nothing to do with the Bingxi Clan," Ding Can pursed his lips, shook his head, and continued, "In my opinion, that place is more like some area within the system, and it is a more secret control area."
There was no need to hide these words from Meng Qi. Yin Jiu, who had already known their cards, could also be trusted, so there was nothing to be taboo about.
She described to everyone her experience in that cold and strange room made up only of machines.
She also expressed her own guess that she was finally forced to leave the room, not because of the constant shouting that allowed her to regain consciousness and return to real life.
It would be better to think that it is the room itself, or the system that is controlling it and does not want you to see what is on the screen.
So what exactly is on it? Is the system operating all the copy-related information, or is it some content closely related to the students?
In short, it was an internal secret that she, a student, could not know.
But if that's the case, wouldn't that be considered alerting the enemy?
Ding Can wanted to try the same method to re-enter the room, but no matter how hard he closed his eyes, he couldn't find the feeling he had just had.
Maybe it was just a harmless bug in the system. Now that it has been fixed, no one can get in.
But no matter what, this is already a big step forward. Maybe that is the room where all the copy data within the system is stored.
Every time a student completes a level in a copy, the experience will be uploaded.
The content on the display screen that she couldn't see was the secret of the system that she had been looking for for a long time.
Maybe if we use this as a clue, when we return to the training camp building, we can let Yu Fu try to track him inside, and it is not impossible to find this position and locate him.
Gao Wenwen had just taken a break and did not participate in the process of watching the scepter. Now he wanted to try out what was so magical about this thing.
As it turned out, apart from the special feel, there was nothing special about it, so everyone became more convinced that what happened just now was just a minor episode during the high-intensity operation of the system.
"It was just a coincidence. Perhaps because we are now using the identity of a member of the Bingxi tribe, the system failed to accurately identify us, which led to this result."
If this is a special item from the copy, Ding Can has obtained it before.
Ding Can remembered the white jade flute that Ji Qu gave her. He made it himself and it took a long time to make. She had seen it privately many times, but had never encountered such a situation.
Perhaps it is because this is only the property of the Ghost Messenger, and not the link between the system and the copies.
But if there is a chance to bring this thing back, can I get other information from Yu Fu?
However, borrowing the scepter briefly to investigate here is one thing, but if I directly tell Meng Qi that I want to take this thing away, wouldn’t that be a bit too presumptuous?
Instead of worrying about it yourself, you might as well just ask directly.
So Ding Can didn't hesitate at all, and without even thinking of a reason, he asked directly: "Can I take this scepter with me?"
The reason she dared to say this was because she felt that Meng Qi didn't seem to have any extra feelings towards the scepter.
Just like she had many doubts about the former gods.
Yin Jiu turned his head sharply, very surprised: "You want to take the scepter away, where are you taking it?"
Meng Qi didn't care much and replied directly: "If you need it, you can take it. I will wait until I get to Fengyang Island. There are so many trees. I can just find a similar one to replace it. No one will notice."
"Ah?" Yin Jiu almost suspected that he had heard it wrong. How could such words come out of the mouth of a priest? This was a divine object.
Meng Qi glanced over coldly: "Why are you so surprised? Will I need you to take action when the time comes?"
Although it was a sensational thing, when Yin Jiu heard that her aunt needed her, her eyes lit up again: "There are still things I can do!"
Meng Qi automatically ignored his erratic expression. "The shape is easy, but the color left by the trees after years of storage is definitely impossible to find from the existing wood on Fengyang Island. Mix some herbs in advance and apply them to the scepter. Make sure it looks exactly like this scepter."
Of course, this effect can be achieved by adjusting the proportions of medicinal materials.
How should I put it? Although it was a bit disrespectful, Yin Jiu inexplicably felt a little excited. It was the feeling of doing something big behind someone else's back.
He loudly issued a military order: "I can do it, aunt!"
Then he thought about not disturbing the other tribesmen who were resting outside, so he suppressed his voice.
Meng Qi looked at the others and said, "I hope you will have the opportunity to learn more about the things I haven't figured out. If possible in the future, if there ever comes a day like that, I still want to know the truth."
Ding Can said seriously, "Although I can't guarantee anything, if there really is an opportunity to return here, I will come back with the truth."
Yin Jiu was a little confused: "Where are you going next?"
He had silently accepted the fact that these people were not locals, but from childhood to adulthood, he had only lived in Glacier and Fengyang Island and had never seen what other places looked like, so he was even more curious about where they came from.
Occasionally, Yin Jiu would wonder what the areas outside the world that he had never set foot on looked like, and whether they were also composed of glaciers and oases.
You can still see other landforms, where people of other ethnic groups with different customs live.
Gao Wenwen explained, "That was a world with highly advanced technology. People had ample food and clothing, and while tools were daily necessities, a large number of machines had replaced primitive human capabilities. Compared to here, the world was completely on a different scale."
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Yin Jiu listened to him talk about words and experiences that he had never heard before. His eyes widened unconsciously, and he was very yearning for the scenes described by those words.
It would be great if I had the chance to visit those places.
"What else do you want to hear? I'll tell you more." Gao Wenwen looked at him, as if he saw his childhood self.
At that time, electricity was not available in the mountains until I was several years old. Later, I went to school with other children in a very simply decorated wooden house.
He thought the teacher was very beautiful, like a flower.
But what filled him with longing and hope the most was what he heard from his teacher about the big cities outside.
During recess, he rarely ran around the mountains and fields like other kids. Instead, he liked to stay with his teacher.
The more I heard, the more determined I became to get out. After leaving the mountains, I felt even more grateful for my choice.
Although Yin Jiu may not have such an opportunity, as long as there is hope in his heart, his future life will not be too hard.
The two people's conversation was not loud, and gradually dissipated on the distant shore along with the sound of the sea breeze and waves.
*
"That's Fengyang Island!" On the morning of the third day after leaving the glacier, Gao Wenwen saw a hint of green appear in the distance.
It was indeed a lush island, and the tribesmen finally showed expressions of joy and relief on their faces, proving that they had successfully completed another migration.
When it got close to the shore, someone jumped into the water and used the reins to pull the wooden boat towards the shallows.
The color of the sea water here is more like river water, appearing clear green and cool. The bottom of the boat clearly touched the ground, and the sound of the impact made everyone's body sway.
Yin Jiu walked down with a few people, chatting and laughing. Everyone gathered together and listened to the patriarch assign the next tasks.
Every time we return to Fengyang Island, it is a new round of rest and recuperation. We need to clean it up and make it suitable for living again, which requires everyone to contribute.
Yin Jiu listened for a while, then turned around and found that the four people who were originally standing on the outskirts of the crowd beside him had disappeared without a trace.
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