In the dark and chaotic shadow courtyard, Amoen was carefully controlling his magic power and trying to fiddle with the magic net terminal not far away. The magic goddess Milmina squatted aside with some boredom, looking at the sky in the distance with black lightning and chaotic geometric clusters.

Of course, considering that she has no legs, her lower body is just a cloud of clouds that look like a long skirt. This so-called "squat" should be more like compressing the clouds and changing the shape of her lower body.

"So I only broadcast the opening part of the opening speech," the former magic goddess looked back at Amoen who was studying the magic network terminal, with a little regret in her tone, "Then she became a few people called 'guest scholars' sitting in the room and chatting and analyzing..."

"Actually, I think the 'current political analysis' link of those mortals is still very interesting - you can understand how others view this kind of event that can change the world," Amoen said of his own thoughts. "They are trying to get ordinary people to start paying attention to changes in the world, and it looks quite effective. Isn't that very interesting?"

"Okay...this matter itself is quite interesting," Milmina sighed, "but I actually want to know more about where their meeting is now..."

"It is impossible to broadcast such a thing to the public," Amoen said in a deep voice with a "I understand it very much". "What's more, their meetings will last for at least several days, or even more than ten days, and they can't continue to broadcast them."

"You're just just getting involved in Magic Network communication, and it seems to be very experienced," Milmina couldn't help but look at Amoen, "By the way, have you understood the research? If you understand the research, you will change to Magic Film Drama. I haven't finished watching it yet."

"How do I remember this Magic Network terminal is mine?" Amoen couldn't help but say, and then used magic power to switch some additional functions of Magic Network terminal. "I'm studying how to turn on this neural network intervention switch... It's strange. There is obviously a function here, but after you said it doesn't react at all."

Milmina frowned and turned around and said casually, "Let me see?"

A moment later, the former magic goddess shook her head: "Give up, it's not a problem with the Magic Network terminal, it's the upper node that is not open to us - the neural network intervention switch is used to switch the sending and receiving mode of this device. After opening it, the Magic Network terminal can not only be used to unilaterally receive public signals in the Magic Network, but also allow us to access the neural network... Do you understand? This thing cannot be open to us."

Amoen seemed to have no reaction at once: "Why can't it be open to us?"

Milmina seemed patient this time: "Because once we enter the neural network, we can actively contact other users on the network, publish information on the network, and even if we do some signal conversion, it can also allow us to enter the consciousness level in the neural network and enter the 'original space' constructed by the world of mind."

Amoen was not good at magical things, but his thinking speed and understanding ability were still very powerful, and he had heard some of the words Milmina mentioned, so he soon understood what the other person meant: "Are you talking about the network that connects the consciousness of many mortals? This device allows us to enter it?"

"That's that, neural network," Milmina nodded, "The magic network is the physical basis of the neural network. The neural network is an application structure in the magic network. It connects many people in many places. I originally dived to the edge of the sea of ​​consciousness through the nodes of the neural network, and used non-directional thoughts to wash away my divinity..."

"...Then they really can't let us in," Amoen sighed. "Our mind is a huge risk factor for neural networks."

The former God of Nature sighed, looking a little regretful, but Milmina, who was beside her, suddenly fell silent. She seemed to have thought of something, staring straight at the magic net terminal not far away, which quickly attracted Amoen's attention: "What? What did you think of again?"

"This magic network terminal is specially made. In order to allow you who are unable to move, you can also control it. At the same time, it is adapted to your huge body. Every structure of it has been redesigned."

A faint white light floated in Amoen's eyes: "So what?"

"So if Gauven Cecil really doesn't want us to get in touch with neural networks and don't want us to have the opportunity to send messages to the outside world, he can simply not install this function - after installing this function, then cutting off the signal from the superior node, don't you think it's contradictory to do this?"

"I corrected it. I don't want 'me' to get in touch with the neural network, not 'we' - this thing is what I'm coming, why did it become a common one for us inexplicably?" Amoen couldn't help but remind Milmina, who had been staying here for a long time, but then he admitted that the other party's doubts were very reasonable, "But what you said also makes sense... If he really doesn't want us to get in touch with the neural network, he shouldn't have this function at all."

Milmina did not respond. She just quietly looked at the Magic Network terminal that was playing the news program not far away. She thought about how much she suddenly showed a smile and said softly: "...He is indeed a very interesting mortal."

...

On the north shore of Cecil City, in the Imperial Computing Center, which is shaped like a huge pyramid, a hall is brightly lit, and a large number of magic devices and technicians are in a busy and busy working state. The surface of the mental hub in the center of the hall is flashing, runes surging, and there are constant buzzing sounds. There are more than a dozen immersion cabins in the networked state directly connected around the mental hub. Through the transparent hatch cover, you can see the node apprentice in white uniform lying quietly inside. There are also many consoles farther from the mental hub. There are projections of various images and numbers floating above the consoles, and dozens of staff are busy.

In addition, projected on the four walls of the hall can also be seen, reminiscent of the complex runes of the deep sea. Several psychic singers are floating above the hall, and beside them is a brain protected by crystal containers. Compared with the larger "wet parts server" used on the battlefield, this brain has significantly fewer external devices and is significantly smaller overall size. It is a new generation of equipment specially made for indoor experimental environments, called "servo brain". It can provide additional computing power and magic assistance to psychic singers like a large wet parts server, spreading the effect of psychic singing. Although the protection and stability are significantly inferior to military models, it is just right to use in laboratory environments.

Under the control of the psychic singer and the servo brain, low-frequency oscillations that the human ear cannot detect fill the entire hall, providing mental protection for everyone in the hall.

A technician in a white black robe left a console and walked towards the mental hub in the center of the hall. The technician's uniform carries a special emblem, which looks like an eye overlooking the earth, but there are two crossed daggers between the eyes and the horizontal lines that symbolize the earth. Below this emblem is a line of striking letters:

Divine Analysis Laboratory, Researcher No. 1175.

The technician held a file folder in his hand and quickly walked to the mental hub. A middle-aged man with monocle glasses and a gentle and elegant look was standing here, focusing on analyzing the parameters projected by a certain device. After detecting someone approaching, the middle-aged man turned around and said, "What happened?"

"Bachelor Yuri Node," the researcher replied immediately, "The monitoring device of the special terminal just sent a signal. 'Then' seemed to be trying to access the neural network just now, but it has been intercepted."

Yuri - the former Eternal Sleeper is now the "Node Bachelor" of the Imperial Computing Center. This is the title of a high-level researcher specializing in neural networks and brain computer fields. After hearing the researcher's report, he couldn't help but raise his hand to hold his monocle glasses, and an interesting expression appeared on his face: "It seems that simply watching the show can no longer satisfy the god who is on vacation... Has he discovered the new function of the Magic Net terminal?"

"Maybe... it's not just a god," the researcher glanced at the file folder in his hand, with a strange expression on his face. "We have received several records with significantly different operating habits in a row, and the excitation device in the terminal has also received unrecorded magic fluctuations. Obviously, that device is not just a 'person'."

Yuri's expression became stranger, and then he shook his head: "Sure enough... I was really told by His Majesty, but he actually came out as soon as he caught..."

"Does it need to be intervened?" the researcher couldn't help but say, "It doesn't seem to fit our initial thoughts."

"...No need to disturb, just keep the observation and record," Yuri shook his head, "Now this situation is also under planning, but it's considered Plan B."

Speaking of this, he once again helped his monocle glasses and his expression became serious: "What is the result after sample feedback and filtering?"

"The current results are in line with expectations!" The researcher immediately said with a hint of excitement. "After the 'filtering' of non-directional thoughts, the mental pollution from the 'overside' has been extremely significantly weakened. Moreover, during the cross-border transmission of magic network signals, non-directional thoughts have not affected normal communication, and their fluctuations are always at normal values. Facts have proved that the 'chaotic' data area in the deepest part of the neural network can indeed effectively eliminate divine pollution and will not affect the security of the network itself!"

Yuri listened quietly to the report from his subordinate researcher. The expression on his face changed several times, and finally he controlled his excitement and only a faint smile remained.

It’s too early to be happy now - but the harvest at this stage is worthy of a smile.

Not long ago, Gao Wen ordered a magic net device to be sent to the deepest part of the fortress of disobedience. In name, this was to allow the former "God of Nature" who had left the position of God to relieve boredom in his spare time, but behind this incident, an extremely important project was actually launched: try to make the "non-directional thoughts" in the deepest neural network, test whether it can be used to solve the spiritual pollution of the gods, and even test whether it can be used as an artificial controllable tool to directly affect the divinity of the gods!

This sounds extremely bold, but it is not a whimsical idea. In essence, this project is a test of whether the process of magic goddess Milmina leaving the divine position and washing away the divine nature is repeatable and operational. It is a normal scientific research project carried out on the premise of having both realistic examples and theoretical foundations.

However, I can think of taking what the gods have done as references, and even using the gods themselves as a "tool god" for testing... This idea has made Yuri amazed in his heart more than once - Gao Wen is worthy of the name of "a roamer outside the domain". This open and bold idea... is really hard for ordinary people to reach.

"Bachelor of the Node, do we want to go further?" The researcher on the side couldn't help but ask cautiously when he saw Yuri not speaking for a long time. "Now, we should be able to read more direct data on the 'over there'. If non-directional thoughts can achieve stable effects, we might consider directly interacting with the Euphemian Garden soon..."

"...It's still a little early, and more data is needed," Yuri thought about it, but shook his head. "The spiritual pollution of the gods sometimes shows undetectable, subtle changes, and compared with direct and fierce erosion mutations, this change is more terrible and secretive. It is necessary for us to establish a long-term observation group, and all researchers working in this hall should be included in the record, and then consider going to the next step after confirming that there is no problem."

Speaking of this, the former sleeper couldn't help but think of the "upper narrator pollution" that once spread underground in Orlandell. That memory is now chilling when you think about it.

The researcher saw seriousness in Yuri's eyes and nodded immediately to respond. Yuri said after a brief thought: "Although it is not yet time to advance the next stage, considering the current results, today we can try to superimpose the filtered signal onto the test network to see the reaction... Is there any extra observation window on the immersion cabin?"

"The No. 3 immersion cabin just got idle," the researcher immediately glanced at the folder in his hand, but then looked up at the psionic singers who were floating in the air and using the psychic singing to provide protection to the entire hall. "However, if you want to conduct a superimposed test, it is necessary to increase the protection level of the hall. The psionic singers may not have enough power - people are not tired, but this servo brain is almost running at full power."

Yuri then looked up at the "laboratory protection team" floating in the air, and his eyes fell on the brain that was soaking in the crystal container, with tentacles hanging in the air, looking leisurely: "Sorin Laboratory says that this 'servo brain' has excellent improvement in patience... It's a lot, we only do a short-term test."

"yes."

The researcher immediately agreed, then turned around and waved to one of the psychic singers in the air. After the other party dropped the height, he said to him: "We need a short-term high-standard protection for a short period of time."

The psychic singer wearing a lightweight protective suit made a gesture of no problem, turned around and floated to the floating brain above, and at the same time, he took out a handful of candy beans from the tactical waist bag of the protective suit - the leisurely floating brain instantly became energetic, quickly stretching its tentacles to the candy in the psychic singer's hand, and a bubble rose from the translucent crystal container, making a gurgling sound.

The researcher standing on the ground looked up at the scene in the air and couldn't help but mutter: "...To be honest, this is really weird."
Chapter completed!