After Rosetta finally left, Gao Wen was finally left in the pure white flower field. He stood quietly by the round table, letting the breeze blow by his side, watching the unknown white flowers sway gently in the wind, and as the thoughts in his mind fluctuated, a figure gradually emerged from the sea of ​​flowers not far away.

It was Belltila wearing a green long dress.

As the builder and manager of this online encryption space, Belltila has listened to all the meetings held by Gao Wen in this sea of ​​flowers, but she rarely shows up directly, but occasionally appears after the meeting, such a moment.

"Your concern is very important," in this cyberspace, Belltila's figure returned to her former human posture. She strolled across from Gao Wen and looked at the latter through the round table. "Are you thinking about your 'final means'?"

"You know what my 'final method' is," Govin looked at Belltila. "I told you about that 'alternative plan' on the eve of the Battle of Tarash."

"Yes, because I was transferring most of my consciousness to the derivative limbs near the Talash Plain, and you told me some of your 'little secrets' so that I could know how to deal with it and protect myself in an emergency," Belltila nodded slightly. "You can throw some of the Departure Space Facilities out of space and create a devastating impact and energy explosion on the earth. Its power is even enough to kill the Dragon God in its heyday. This is your ultimate method when fighting against the divine disaster."

Speaking of this, she frowned slightly: "This is indeed a costly plan. If there is a final disobedience, a divine disaster may occur throughout the Loren Continent, and your 'Heaven punishment' will only come to everyone's heads."

Gao Wen nodded silently, everything was as said by the other party.

Even if the mental unity really triggers the final disobedience in the final stage and leads to the collective loss of control of the gods, he has the last choice to try to stop this disaster, which is the legacy of the Settler hanging high in space.

Just like the "final plan" that intimidated the Dragon God and responded to the Sentinel crisis, decommissioning the in-orbit satellites and space stations and throwing them to the earth is his trump card against the gods.

However, unlike the situation when deterring the Dragon God and responding to the Sentinel crisis, the final plan will be astonishingly expensive this time.

Because after the final disobedience is triggered, all the gods on this planet will be out of control. They will appear on the entire continent and over all the kingdoms formed by mortals. On Gauwen's bombing list, the Tallond continent is no longer the lonely continent of Tallond, nor the sparsely populated Gondor wasteland, but the entire mortal world.

In essence, this is actually using one disaster to stop another. Even with the best result, he can only guarantee that some mortals will survive the heaven-based bombing. If the situation is worse, if the scope of the gods is too scattered...

"This is the worst 'trump card', but sometimes the situation really doesn't allow us to be optimistic," his voice was low and slow. "We can only do our best to prepare everything to avoid the situation from really going to that day. Even if the situation really comes to that day, we must reduce the loss as much as possible and keep the fire."

He stared at Belltila quietly, and the latter felt something from this gaze, and her expression became solemn: "What do you need me to do?"

"Two things, the first thing, I want you to continue to grow underground in the areas where the Holy Spirit Plain and the thickest rock formations and the most stable geological structure, and continue to grow underground, root deeper, the deeper the better, and then expand ten to fifteen 'caves' in these areas," Gao Wen looked at Belltila's eyes and slowly explained, "We will set up a batch of neural network access points in these underground caves. Your root system is the best neural network medium, and they should be enough to connect all of these 'dunctuaries' to the backbone network."

"You want to transfer some of the neural network node groups to the ground," Belltila immediately understood Gao Wen's intention, "so that even if you enable the 'final solution', you can avoid the neural network from shutting down during bombing to the greatest extent."

Gao Wen nodded gently: "With your current rooting ability, the thickest rock layer will be enough to withstand the impact and energy invasion of satellites when they fall. Transferring some node groups deep underground can ensure the safety of the parent star barrier. The basis of the operation of the unified mental field is the "projection source" of non-directional thoughts, and the basis of the non-directional thoughts is the living nodes in the neural network. If these living nodes are killed by orbital bombing, the parent star barrier will also disappear. From another aspect, those transferred to the dungeon can also become "fire seeds". They are the computing nodes of the neural network and are also the hope of returning to the ground to rebuild their homes after orbital bombing."

"I understand, I will take root from now on," Belltila nodded with a very serious expression, and then showed a hint of curiosity, "What about the second thing?"

"…Make survival," after a few seconds of silence, Gao Wen finally spoke slowly, "Under any circumstances, ensure survival."

Belltila opened her eyes slightly widened. She seemed to have not understood the profound meaning of Gao Wen's words for a while, but soon, she heard Gao Wen's next order or instructions.

"You are an 'adult' who is not affected by the disaster. Even if the 'final plan' fails, the out-of-control gods will not take you as their target," Gao Wen said solemnly, with his expression more serious than ever. "At the same time, you have an extremely special life form. Your body is a plant, and your consciousness can be distributed in hundreds of synthetic brains, and these synthetic brains... can be turned off and restarted through external means, while the synthetic brain in the shutdown state is no longer an observer."

The expression on Belltila's face changed, and she finally understood what Gao Wen's instructions meant.

"We will survive with the best efforts, but we will also face the future with the worst idea. If everything is over, we should at least find a way to leave something in this world," Gao Wen said slowly in a low voice. "I believe other countries should also have their own 'preservation plans' to prepare for the worst result after all plans have failed, and you... Belltila, you are Cecil's preservation plan.

"Beltira, remember this command If we fail to stop the ultimate disaster, or if the parent star barrier plan fails, you must immediately cut off the connection with all neural network nodes and cut yourself out of the mortal thoughts. You must transfer your consciousness into the synthetic brain and enter hibernation, and give the Thorin tree the instructions to survive before hibernation, and maintain survival at all costs."

In the endless sea of ​​pure white flowers, the breeze had completely stopped at some point. An unspeakable silence enveloped the virtual world. It took me a long time to break the silence: "You really gave me a heavy task..."

She said, shook her head gently, as if she wanted to sigh, but in the end she turned into a question: "But is it really meaningful to do this? When the whole world turns into ruins under the ravage of the gods, all living creatures in the world turn into history in the tide of demons, what else can a giant Thorin tree that survives alone in the center of the wasteland do? Are you leaving me alone and permanently watching a withered world?"

"It's meaningful, of course it's meaningful," Gao Wen said with a serious expression. "This world will not wither forever. Similar destruction has been staged countless times in this world, but there will always be new ethnic groups that will reproduce in the wasteland. Do you still remember the metaphor I made? The ubiquitous magic is like a catalytic wind, which will keep our world in the lush summer forever. Withering is only temporary that our generation of mortals will die, but the next generation will grow under your gaze, and then..."

"At that time, we were their 'pioneers'," Belltila interrupted Gauven, and she finally understood completely, "Did you get the revelation from the Neuites?"

Gao Wen did not affirm or deny it. He just remained silent for a moment and spoke slowly: "The Siren has lost their immunity to the demon tide, and the dragon has also broken their cradle and shackles. At the cost of eternity, the civilization on this planet that has been stagnant for millions of years has now been exchanged for a pass to continue to move to a higher place. Now we have taken over the legacy from a certain pioneering race from a distant alien civilization... and this may be the last test we have to face on this planet.

"In the face of this test, I certainly hope that we can succeed, but if our civilization fails this season, you can at least continue to pass on this legacy that has been passed down for countless years. When we wait for the next generation, the next generation... Those descendants who have taken over the inheritance will always be a little easier than us when they start, and maybe a little easier, and at least they will not be as embarrassed as we are now."

He stopped, and the breeze in the sea of ​​flowers began to flow again at some point. Belltila's figure seemed a little illusory in the wind. She was mobilizing her huge nervous system, searching data in the hundreds of synthetic brains connected to each other in the real world and the computing center directly connected to the Solin giant tree. After a moment, her slightly illusory figure reconciled, and her face became a little solemn: "No wonder you have been promoting the data entry work of the Empire Library for this period..."

"All possibilities must be taken into account," Gao Wen smiled. "Even without Ms. Ye's warning and without the shadow of 'final disobedience', we must consider the possibility of failure."

"This is indeed your character," Belltila said with a smile.

"It's just that this is a bit unfair to you," after a moment of silence, Gao Wen finally said this sentence, "I have arranged such a task for you without asking for your consent."

"But I am indeed the most suitable person to perform this task or even the only one who can perform this task, right?" Belltila just smiled gently. She seemed to have not shown such an expression for many years. "Not everything in the world can be measured by 'fairness'. After all, the word 'fairness' is just a concept created by humans out of subjectivity. What we have to face is a cold and hard order of all things that are far superior to all beings in the world. Facing such an opponent, we can only return to the same cold and hard reason and a little courage and luck."

Speaking of this, she suddenly blinked her eyes and asked curiously: "Will you tell other members of the alliance about this plan? For example, Tifeng and Baiyin..."

"Yes, and I believe they are also implementing similar plans. As I said just now, each country should have its own 'preservation plan'. Just like the shelter schemes and the parent star barrier schemes that we thought of in the face of death, leaving last words is not inconsistent with actively self-rescue," Gao Wen said bluntly. He did not even avoid the negative word "last words". "In fact, I even considered whether to use the wisdom of the whole alliance to conceive a few more secure ways to preserve last words, but we cannot focus too much on things outside the parent star barrier, so let these 'preservation plans' be maintained at such a smaller scale, which is enough."

Belltila looked at Gao Wen's somewhat vicissitudes of face, and after a long time, he nodded slightly: "I will remember the mission you have assigned me. Although I sincerely hope that I don't need to perform that second mission, if there is really a day... I promise you that I will survive and survive at all costs. The Thorin tree will stand on this land until the rise of the new generation, until I pass on everything from this era to my successors... until that day, I will wither."

"I'm relieved."

Gao Wen smiled a little, then he took a step back, and his figure finally faded in the air.

Deep in the giant Thorin tree, in the hall made of huge leaves, hard wood and shiny flowers, a lush bunch of flower vines suddenly made a rustling sound, and then the vines faded away, and Belltila's incarnation sat up from the depths of the flower vines.

Consciousness was injected into the newly activated body, and the simulated senses began to stimulate the nerve nodes of the incarnation. In the suddenly bright ambient light, Belltila blinked a few times. She heard footsteps sounding from the side. Looking along the sound, she was seeing an elf girl with petite figure, pale skin, silver runes all over her cheeks and arms appearing in front of her.

"Are you awake?" Berna looked at Bertila happily, "I just heard a rumbling sound in the No. 2 nerve cluster cavity. Are you mobilizing something?"

"Belna," Belltila glanced at the elf girl standing in front of her and smiling. Her emotions were a little complicated. However, her transformation into a limited body structure made it difficult for her to make a complex expression, which made her voice and expression a little tucked. "Who is on duty now in the computing center?"

"It's Mr. Bellott, the Node Bachelor," the runes on Belna flashed for a moment and replied quickly, "Are you looking for him?"
Chapter completed!