Chapter 592 The World is Extra Tolerant to Her
Gwen really didn't know how the ship should sail. She touched the mast excitedly and ran to the side of the ship excitedly to watch the rotating outer wheel.
Only when you get closer can you see that the steel outer wheel is not rotating, but the steel is constantly wriggling, with part of it bulging out and part of it concave.
It's like a flowing light sign made up of countless individual lamp beads, each lamp bead just lights up and goes out, and when they are arranged together they become a picture.
And these steels kept wriggling and posing in various shapes, making it look as if the outer wheels were rotating.
Gwen didn't feel anything was wrong, she just widened her eyes and said, "Amazing!"
She opened her arms, fell straight forward, and slapped her whole body on the deck, as if hugging the ship: "My friends, you are so awesome!"
The rough, cold, and rusty deck with sharp corners did not hurt her. Instead, it slowly sank, as if responding to her embrace.
She rubbed her teeth on the deck and turned to look at Nora again.
"Lady Nora, it actually worked! This boat can actually move! It's amazing!"
"No, I think you're better."
"How could that be, Master Nora? I know nothing about sailing. It is the boat that is sailing."
Nora looked at the steel sail next to her that was trying to bend its body and pretend to be filled with wind, and her eyes twitched.
"I don't think it can sail a boat either."
After finishing speaking, Nora's expression became serious, and she said to Gwen solemnly:
"Gwen, I'm sure your will is overriding reality, which will trigger a divine intervention. Well, it's called cognitive interference. Anyway, hide as soon as possible, the pollution is about to come."
"Cognitive interference?"
"Yes, this is forbidden knowledge in the Silent Temple. I have never taught you this before, so I don't have time to explain the specific details. You just need to know that a large amount of pollution will fall from the sky around this ship."
"Ah?!" Gwen was stunned. "Then, what should we do?"
"You are a transcendent. Uh, probably a transcendent. Pollution is extremely dangerous to you. You must avoid it as much as possible. However, according to experience, the area where pollution falls will be centered on this ship. Just stay away from it."
"What? But I don't want to leave my new friend. Can I just stay below deck?"
"No! I said it's the center. As long as you don't leave it, you may encounter the pollution coming out of the sea of unconsciousness."
"All right."
Outside this steel ark, the islanders of Castel were also being evacuated.
Since the new experimental site was built on the island and basic scientific research began, cognitive interference has occurred quite a few times.
Although ordinary islanders may not encounter it, most of them have been trained to avoid pollution.
At this moment they began to evacuate according to the plan.
The steel ark that appeared this time was so huge that no one could tell the scope of the cognitive interference. The entire island might be included in it.
However, the pollution is anchored in space. Removing the interference source will not change the location of the pollution, so they can only hide on the spot.
The ships on the sea immediately pulled their maximum power and fled in all directions. The islanders went into the underground shelters of the island one after another. The crusaders took out the holy books and placed them on their foreheads, chanting the name of Zeus in a low voice.
——The last one is not an official method. This habit was brought by the expeditionary forces rotated down from the front lines. It is said that chanting the name of Lord Overlord can restrain many weird things.
The islanders also encountered a lot of trouble in their escape.
For example, many people who saw the Iron Ark had fallen into temporary madness, and the reconnaissance airship in the sky was flying crookedly as if it was drunk, and it was obvious that the navigator at the helm was half crazy.
There are no conditions to treat them now, and we can basically only inject some tranquilizers. Those who don’t have medicine on hand will receive physical tranquilizers, and then they will be carried into the tunnel by their companions.
Many shelters have been built in Castel's underground network of tunnels, with special provisions for food, water, and ventilation. More importantly, the protection is absolutely reliable, with multiple separate sealed cabins that can greatly increase the survival rate in the face of pollution.
While the islanders took refuge, the banshees gathered together and did not take any action.
Zeus himself can purify pollution, and the banshees who have signed a symbiotic contract with him to share vitality, although it is difficult for them to actively purify external pollution, they will not be eroded by pollution.
To put it simply, it is pollution immunity.
Therefore, they don't have to worry about pollution caused by cognitive interference.
If there are casualties on the island later, they will have to cooperate with the rescue. Now, this steel ark that suddenly surfaced on the sea does not seem to be very dangerous, so there is no need to be on guard nearby.
So in a tense atmosphere, people waited.
Who knew that this wait would last a whole day and night.
The Blood Harbor expeditionary force has already arrived at a distant location by boat, and the rescue force is ready, waiting to rush to rescue immediately if any casualties occur.
Even the prince requisitioned several civilian ships and stayed on the periphery to assist in transporting the wounded and supplies.
All the banshees were summoned and ready for battle.
The airships in the sky were densely packed in a large circle, and from a distance you would think they were holding some kind of ceremony.
Hughes was on an airship at the moment, holding a telescope and looking at Castel not far away.
"Should we evacuate some people first?"
"It's not necessary. The evacuation process will be even more dangerous. Besides, Castel Cathedral cannot afford to lose anything. The Banshees have all been pressed up there. If there is any contamination, it can be dealt with immediately. Besides..."
Hughes rubbed his chin.
"I always have a feeling that pollution probably won't come."
"You mean there was no cognitive interference?"
Standing next to Hughes was Erwin, who was in charge of commanding the outer expeditionary forces to provide rescue.
"No, there must be cognitive interference. The state of that ship is too weird. It's like a donkey made of insect pupae, pretending to be normal in an extremely distorted way."
Hughes took a deep breath and lowered his voice: "I think there might be something wrong with Gwen."
Erwin glanced at the huge steel ark on the sea and nodded.
"Do you think her cognitive interference will not cause pollution to fall?"
"Not only that, this world seems to be particularly tolerant of her will. Have you read her deeds? Many things that violate the laws of physics are simply impossible for others to do, but she can. This world may be idealistic, but for her..."
"Extremely idealistic."
"Sometimes I even have the illusion that she is the embodiment of the world's will."
"What exactly is the [Named Person]?"
(End of this chapter)
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