The meeting is over.

As the magic runes from the age of Annihilation were extinguished in sequence, the large-scale projection arrival ceremony that had been maintained in the wilderness for ten days began to enter the reversal procedure. Brilliant light curtains fell from the sky, dismantling the ancient and majestic huge stone pillars and stone tables and chairs into magic light dust that scattered between heaven and earth. In the ethereal and pleasant resonance, the image of the oath stone ring disappeared from everyone's sight little by little, and the huge square rune stone that once sank into the earth rose again from the soil, restraining the last remaining light in.

Finally, the promised stone ring returned to the world it was supposed to be. The elves began to organize and recycle runes and facilities around the venue. Delegates from all over the country stood in an open space outside the venue and looked at this scene with a solemn expression - everyone was more or less touched.

Camilla stood beside Wenna Baizhi. The pair of pointed ears on the orc leader's head trembled twice. The fluff at the ends of his ears shook gently in the warm wind. She watched the Silver Queen perform some kind of ritual "respect" to the rune stone with a solemn expression. Not far away, there were many people carrying magic machines recording every picture on the scene. She narrowed her eyes slightly and said softly: "We have witnessed history..."

"No, we have created history," Wenna shook her head, "as Gowen Cecil said, history is created by people, borne by people, recorded by people, inherited by people - the turning point is here, and it will soon be on everyone."

"It's only ten days, you seem to have suddenly become much deeper," Camilla looked down at her long-time friends, with a little teasing in her tone, "I still remember that before you came, all you had to do was to do a big business as soon as possible. Now you look like Stull, and you don't look like a gray elf."

Wenna raised her head and rolled her eyes: "There are also outstanding philosophers and poets among the gray elves. You are looking at us with a rigid perspective."

Camilla shrugged, no longer spoke, but continued to look at the finishing process not far away with curious eyes. On both sides of the road leading to the No. 112 stronghold, brand new flags were flying high in the wind at the edge of the wasteland. The flags had pure white background, and were painted with blue-patterned gold-edged silk threads that were different from any national emblem. It was a planet with a known land outlined on it, and a striking circle was surrounded by an outside of the planet.

This is the banner of the Alliance of Mortal Civilization Community. It is said that Emperor Gowen Cecil personally designed this pattern - the planet represents the world that carries the mortal countries and also represents the mortal countries themselves, and that circle represents the purpose of the alliance: unite and advance and retreat together, and the fate of the countries around the world is connected. However, many people think that this circle can have other meanings, such as symbolizing the continental route that is about to change the entire world, or symbolizing some kind of "circulation" in this world... Of course, these subsequent speculations have not been recognized by the three empires.

Gao Wen withdrew his gaze toward the Alliance flag, with a faint smile on his face. He was quite satisfied with the pattern he designed, especially the ring. It could have many explanations, but no one could guess that it also symbolizes a "star ring" floating in space. Gao Wen hopes to use it to imply the sky-orbiting space station surrounding this planet. He is not worried that one day the mortals on the earth will really launch a spaceship in space and see the rings. He did not intend to explain this "coincidence" at all, because the ring has many meanings, and it is of course a coincidence.

This is also a little bit of his personal bad taste, and it is a difficult-to-decrypt "eastern egg" he left to this world. Of course, what would the dragon clan think of when he saw this ring... After all, they knew the existence of the set sailor, but it had no effect, because some things... Gao Wen would sooner or later talk to this group of ancient races that had experienced the "set sail era".

As his thoughts spread slightly, a familiar breath came over from not far away. Gao Wen turned around and saw Rosetta coming to him - the "cursed man" who had been shrouded in a gloomy and depressing atmosphere had completely escaped the curse of the Eye of God. After these ten days of extremely labor-consuming meetings, his mental state was not only not exhausted at all, but became more full and high. He had a faint smile on his face, and the princess Matilda with black hair shawls followed him closely.

"It's a victory," Rosetta said, "although it's just a trivial first battle for the entire 'battle'."

"Tifeng's position is important," Gao Wen looked at the other party. This has been his strong competitor for the past few years, and even today, until a long time in the future, the competitive relationship between Tifeng and Cecil will not end. But at least in the field of common interests, he believes that Tifeng will be a reliable support, at least the only reliable support he can find in the northern part of the mainland. "Although we have established an alliance, the role that each member state can play in the alliance is different. There are not many people who can stand in the same position as us in fighting the gods and planning a counterattack against the wasteland."

"I understand what you mean." Rosetta said lightly.

Gao Wen's words are tactful, but the meaning is very obvious: the alliance has been established, and the united front of mortals has also taken shape. However, there are many mortal countries, and the national strength is extremely different. The degree of backwardness of many countries is even surprising. Although the purpose of the alliance is to make every mortal country a "ally" on the front, the fact is that many member states often have the roles of raw materials and dumping markets - at least for a long time. Correspondingly, those countries that are capable of fighting against divine disasters, natural disasters, and dragon disasters will enjoy most of the dividends after the establishment of the alliance, which will also last for a long time.

This part of the dividend cannot be free - the unconditional plunder of weak countries by strong countries does not conform to Gao Wen's positioning of the alliance, nor does it conform to the order agreed in the charter, nor does it conform to the greatest goal of "co-survival".

"From next month, Tifon will open all our analysis of the wreckage of the Gods in the Theocracy Council, as well as all the knowledge about the gods that the Augustus family has," Rosetta said to Gowan after a moment of quietness. "In addition, the social data you and I mentioned during the last negotiation. I hope Cecil will also share the same information."

"You can rest assured that the Cecil theological knowledge base will be open to all member states next month. The Silver Empire has also promised to release theological knowledge, folk belief changes, and cult activities they have accumulated over thousands of years. We will establish a large think tank to jointly find the mysteries of the gods from those vast knowledge."

"...the information recorded by the Silver Empire for thousands of years?" Rosetta's eyes couldn't help but change for a moment. Obviously, even with his will, it was difficult to continue to calm down when he heard the news. "This is really... an unimaginable wealth."

"Yes, if it weren't for the establishment of the Alliance and the Theocracy Council, who would have imagined that we would have the opportunity to see a complete set of sacred heritages of the oldest empire in Loren?" Gao Wen smiled, "I was as excited as you when I first learned the news."

Rosetta quickly calmed down, his eyes swept over the dragon flag flying not far away, and his face moved slightly: "What about Tallond? As the oldest civilization in the world, there they..."

"Tarlond is now a member of the Theocratic Council, so they promise to share their theological mysteries," Gowen nodded, but then changed the subject, "but they will only provide a portion, and they will give it later."

Rosetta subconsciously frowned: "Why?"

"They need to sort out those distant records in a piece of wasteland. All archives and data storage facilities in Tallongde are now buried in ruins. Even if some can be dug out, I don't know when to dig it out. Currently, only a few ancient dragons who have personally experienced the ancient times can be helped in this regard. However, it takes time to sort out the memory itself, and those ancient dragons are now the leaders of Tallongde, and their energy is limited." Gao Wen conveyed the information provided by Melita on behalf of the time. "Of course, the more important reason is that some information cannot be disclosed at will. This is not because the dragon clan lacks sincerity, but the information..."

"Is it dangerous?" Rosetta understood God. As a person who had been with the Eye of God for decades, he knew that there were many taboos about things related to God. "Is it safe to have some knowledge 'original'?"

"Well," Gao Wen nodded, his voice slightly lowered, "You know, the dragon clan has survived far longer than our civilization records. Over the long years, they have maintained a long symbiosis with their gods. After falling into a special lockdown, they have received a lot of ‘gifts’ from the gods. These gifts are harmless to them, but it is difficult to determine what the consequences will be for other races. They need to slowly identify their knowledge and find parts that can be safely shared... Understand, they do need time now."

"…To be honest, when I first learned that the Dragons would join the league, I didn't expect them to be in their current state," Rosetta sighed. "Now I just hope they can recover some strength as soon as possible. We need some stronger allies."

Gao Wen nodded slightly, but did not respond. He just thought quietly and then led the topic elsewhere: "What did you think about establishing an efficient communication network within the territory of known civilizations?"

Rosetta pondered for a moment and nodded: "I understand the meaning of this matter. If there could be a more efficient and transparent communication line between Tifon and Cecil at the beginning, which could allow us to make more effective real-time calls, then we would not have to pay so much extra cost in the matter of "God of War"..."

"Not only that, if we want the Theocracy Council to play a role, we must also establish a communication network covering all countries," said Gao Wen. "A technology Cecil is currently studying to fight against god pollution is based on the 'neural network'. You have even seen some application scenarios of this technology - at the final battle scene of the Winter Castle."

Rosetta looked at Gao Wen's eyes quietly, and it was difficult to see the emotional fluctuations in his heart from his face. It was not until nearly ten seconds later that he withdrew his gaze and sighed softly: "...It seems that I have to consider Cecil's magic network communication technology. But you should also understand that even if you transform the magic network into the country, Tifeng will not allow any outsiders to interfere in this matter."

Gao Wen had a constant smile on his face: "Of course, I understand very well."

Rosetta and Matilda left, Gao Wen breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head to look for Rebecca who had been running away from the beginning. After searching for a while, he finally saw the girl who was pestering several elves magicians to ask this and that. He couldn't help but smile a little helplessly on his face, and said to the air beside him: "Call Rebecca - let her not cause trouble. The magicians are very busy now."

The amber breath in the air flashed, and then I saw Rebecca, who was excited in the distance, suddenly stunned his expression on his face. The girl stretched her neck nervously and looked around for a moment. The next second, she met Gao Wen's eyes, and immediately shrank her neck and trotted towards this side.

"Ancestor..." Rebecca came to Gao Wen with a nervous expression, "I'm not in trouble... I'll ask them how the Sentinel Tower runs."

"...If you look back on this kind of question, you will find a regular occasion to find out how to block the road when you catch someone's technicians halfway," Gao Wen knocked Rebecca's head casually, and then changed the subject, "Tell you the serious matter - you went with the elves to observe the communication system in the messenger hall. How about it? Do you feel that the communication technology used by the elves can be compatible with the neural network?"

Rebecca touched the place that was knocked by Gao Wen, and then nodded after confirming that there was no baggage: "I studied it carefully and compared the rune groups provided by the Silver Empire during the previous technical exchanges. It should be feasible overall. In fact, to put it bluntly, the communication technology we use is homologous in the roots, and they are all variants of communication technology, such as roadbeds. Later, we modulated it into magic network signals and made into nerve pulses that can be compatible with nerve thorns. These are all paved with different roads on it, but the road is still the road..."

Finally, she talked about the technical field she was good at. Rebecca's simple silly aura instantly disappeared. Her eyes lit up, and her mouth blew and began to talk nonstop. In fact, she didn't need to explain many things so meticulously, and Gao Wen could understand them completely, but Gao Wen was still listening patiently at this moment, neither interrupting nor making a sound, with a slight smile on her face - he liked to look at Rebecca's cheerful look.

Finally, the girl's passionate narration came to an end, and Gao Wen had the opportunity to speak: "It is feasible overall, so what are the difficulties in details?"

"It's still a question of transcoding and forwarding," Rebecca scratched his hair. "Just like the communication line between us and the Silver Empire, we need a conversion thing in the middle to connect our magic network communication with the sentinel data links of the elves. However, now the communication between us and the Silver Empire is limited to the upper level, so a small rune conversion device is enough. But if you want to build a public network that can be interconnected at high speed and continue to expand in the future, then we have to build some larger...large..."

"Does a large server need..." Rebecca was still thinking about the appropriate words here, but Gao Wen couldn't help but mutter to himself, "In the future, I'm afraid that something similar will be needed to connect to the network with Tifeng..."

"What are you going to do?" Rebecca blinked and asked curiously.

"The server is used to implement the 'conversion' function you mentioned," Gao Wen said, reaching out and pressing Rebecca's hair that had been scratched by herself. "No need to think deeply about this name. I have a rough plan here... I just hope that Bell Tira has enough brains."
Chapter completed!