Although Gao Wen still knows little about the deepest secrets behind the gods, with the unremitting efforts of several research groups in recent years, he has confirmed at least several extremely effective means of fighting divine pollution, from the most primitive sirens runes to the deep-sea songs and human barriers that appeared later, and to the anti-divine defense technology with "non-directional thoughts" as the core, these technologies have progressed layer by layer, and have gradually revealed the effective direction in the future.

The runes and singing of the Siren come from alien races after all, and there are many black box components in its principle. The non-directional thoughts come from Cecil himself, and their technical routes are also clearly distinguishable. The development potential of the two is naturally not to be said. The most important basis behind the non-directional thoughts is the narrator neural network. The essence of the neural network is a huge structure formed by the interconnection of mortal minds, which uses a large number of mortal disorders to fight against the divine erosion of gods. This means that the larger the scale of the neural network, the stronger its resistance to divine nature. Based on this theory, it can be said that it is inevitable to establish a neural network throughout the world and include more mortal minds in it.

In fact, this is also an important reason why Gao Wen is determined to establish a "unified front" and to bring all countries of all sizes on the mainland into allies: even the weakest kingdoms, they can form effective power in the neural network.

The country has strength, people have fools and wise men, and even civilizations in different regions have different levels of advanced and backwardness. Therefore, many people do not understand Gao Wen's motivation to pull those inconspicuous backward countries onto the chariots. In their opinion, some areas are like dragging them onto the chariots and increasing costs. Even in Cecil, this idea is not uncommon - but Gao Wen himself knows that in the battlefield against divine pollution, mortals are truly inseparable from the noble and humbleness, and the population itself... is wealth.

Rebecca could not understand some of the ancestors' overly profound thoughts, but at least in this technical field, her thinking was as clear and keen as Gao Wen. Noting the several changes in Gao Wen's expression, she couldn't help but say: "If the elves could directly transform their communication facilities and use our magic network technology..."

"The idea is very good, but unfortunately there is no feasibility," Gao Wen sighed with a smile. "The data link of the elves' sentinel is huge in scale, mature in technology, and coexist with the magnificent wall. The cost and risk of large-scale transformation are unimaginable. Even if it is as powerful as the Silver Empire, it will not be easy to try. In the best case, they will upgrade and transform the interfaces of their own communication networks, and at the same time produce immersion cabins that meet the standards of the Silver Empire. This way, although it is a little troublesome, at least the neural network can be laid out..."

"Don't Tifen cooperate like this?" Rebecca scratched her hair again - her hair was a little messier than before. "I think you talked well with Rosetta Augustus."

Gao Wen looked at Rebecca's eyes with a serious smile: "Silly girl - remember, there is no "closeness" between countries, there is only temporary alliances of interests and limited mutual trust based on common interests. Never feel that the country can be heart-to-heart because the leader of another country looks friendly. In fact, even if Rosetta and I are really a "confidant" to a certain extent, he and I will definitely give priority to our own interests. Even if we consider each other temporarily, it is just because a certain field happens to be our common goal, and there is no conflict of interest between Tifon and Cecil in this field.

“But this does not mean that we are making false statements on covenants or committing fraudulent diplomacy, it is just because we are fulfilling our own responsibilities and taking responsibility for our own country.

"Back to the attitude of Tifeng people in communication technology... After the establishment of technical communication channels, Rosetta should have realized the significance of the 'anti-divine barrier', but he will not let us stretch too far - he has suffered a loss on the railway. According to the information sent back there, Aldernan is tightening the investment and construction interfaces of domestic railways, which shows that they have some reactions to this matter.

"So although Rosetta has stated that it is necessary to consider Cecil's communication technology, according to my estimate, he will allow at most the "interface" between the two countries similar to that between us and the Silver Empire, or establish backup magic network communication facilities in a few areas in China. Overall, the array of the Tifeng Empire's communication towers will continue to operate. After all, those communication towers have only undergone large-scale upgrades and transformations recently. Even if Rosetta really makes up its mind to abandon them, Tifeng's treasury may not allow it.

"In the best situation, three communication technologies on the Loren continent will exist simultaneously for a long time: Cecil's Magic Network Communication, Tifeng's Communication Tower Network, and the sentinel data link of the Silver Empire. What we should do most now is not to expect the other two communication technologies to disappear actively, but to think about how to make the existing divine protection technology effective in three network environments - don't worry, the old technology will disappear, but it will take time."

Rebecca frowned. She understood Gao Wen's words, but didn't like this answer very much: "I understand, I understand... but this will definitely cost extra money. Alas... I thought that after the alliance was established, the countries could be more united and cooperated..."

Gao Wen smiled and pressed Rebecca's hair again: "Do you know the porcupine?"

Rebecca's eyes lit up: "Ah, I know! It's delicious! When I was a child, I went to the mountain secretly... Uh... you probably wanted to tell me this?"

Gao Wen's emotions were discontinued for a moment, but fortunately he had already been accustomed to Rebecca's uncontrollable thinking. He coughed twice and adjusted his expression back to the majestic state of his ancestors: "...What I want to say is that human countries are porcupines that are grouped together for warmth - everyone needs to survive this long winter, but everyone has spikes that protect themselves. The world is very dangerous, and we cannot pull out our spikes, so what we can do is to find that small balance between spikes and warmth. This does require extra energy, but this is a mortal... a porcupine that is weak, cautious, knows how to cling, but is not good at clinging."

Rebecca listened to Gao Wen's words blankly. At this moment, she seemed to have figured out a lot of things, and then asked softly: "Is this alliance you have established working like this?"

Gao Wen nodded: "This is how the alliance works."

Rebecca left with a thoughtful expression. After her figure walked away, Amber's voice suddenly came from Gao Wen: "It seems that she suddenly has a lot of worries."

Gao Wen smiled and sighed softly: "Probably the answer I gave her is not that consistent with her expectations."

"Because you are so great in her mind, great to all, and even great to the extent that it can reverse the fate of many people, she also regards the 'alliance' you have established as something equally great - like a brilliant miracle forged by an epic hero, without any flaws," Amber looked at Rebecca's figure who had walked away, and said softly with a faint smile on her face, "But this alliance is not that great, it is just a nest of porcupines."

"...I don't need to be so great. If I'm too great, I'll be like a god," Gao Wen shook his head, then looked towards the direction of the Silver Elf team not far away. "The process is over, and it's almost time for us to go back... and help me run."

...

The final process has ended. The magic car team carrying representatives of various countries began to set off from the assembly ground in the wilderness. The huge convoy drove onto the temporary building avenue and drove towards the direction of the No. 112 Elf Stand under the Alliance flag flying in the middle of the road. At the end of the convoy, the magic car with the Cecil flag was parked to the side of the road, and a figure with long golden hair bent down and crawled into the car.

In the back row of the magic car, Gao Wen looked at the Silver Queen who had just sat opposite him, and smiled and said hello: "Good afternoon, Belsetia."

"Good afternoon, Uncle Gaowen," Belsetia looked at the scene where the car window had already begun to retreat, and turned around and smiled at Gaowen. "I was surprised after receiving the message from Miss Amber. Do you have anything to talk to me in the return car? You know, after the meeting, the return trip between the Silver Queen and Emperor Cecil will definitely attract many people's attention - I don't know how many speculations about the changes in the situation will be summarized in the minds of intelligence personnel from various countries."

"Emperor Cecil and the Queen of Silver met seven hundred years ago - I hope they can first develop this when they are thinking about it," Gao Wen said casually, "In addition, if I ask you for a secret conversation after everyone returns to the No. 112 stronghold, the attention you will attract will not be much less than now."

"Yes, those eyes did not fall on us suddenly, but did not leave from the beginning," said Belsetia, while looking back at the driver's seat of the magic car. After seeing Amber holding the steering wheel and joystick tightly, her face immediately became serious, "... The Minister of Intelligence drove the car in person. It seems that what you want to talk to me is not simple."

Gowen looked at Bellsetia.

The 112 meeting has ended, the alliance has been established, the theocracy has been established, and the Silver Empire has boarded this chariot, and subsequent technology sharing and joint construction will also be launched... The time is ripe, and some things should be discussed.

"Remember what we talked about on the first day here?" Gao Wen said.

Belsetia was stunned for a moment, and a certain intuition arose from her heart, which made her vaguely realize: "The entanglements about the religious history of the elves, the changes in the Druid Church, the natural beliefs and the heretical natural beliefs?"

"Now let's continue with this topic," Gowen nodded, staring at Belsetia's eyes, "If you are given a chance, let you talk to the God of Nature in person-what do you want to say."

The Silver Queen's always calm and calm demeanor finally stiffened, as if a sharp cold suddenly rolled across the carriage. The expression of the empire ruler seemed to have frozen. After a few seconds, her expression changed a little, with a kind of belated surprise and a little nervousness: "What are you saying? Talk to the God of Nature... in person? The God of Nature you are talking about, He is..."

"Amoen, the guardian under the giant tree of 'Reincarnation', the ruler of nature, and the original main god of the Druid fundamentalism."

"Are you serious?" The Silver Queen finally calmed down. She stared into Gao Wen's eyes, as if she was still trying to find the joke. "You mean...but how is this possible? And even if He is still there...how can a mortal directly establish a friendship with the gods..."

"Average mortals cannot, but foreign wanderers can," said Gao Wen, and outside the car window beside him, a sloping sunset was falling from the distant wasteland mountains, falling on the retreating flagpole, the flag of the alliance fluttering high in the sunshine. "In order to fight with this cold world, your Uncle Gao Wen has prepared more than one card."

The Silver Queen's expression went from being stunned and stagnant to finally gradually recovering as usual. She thought and deduced, and finally all emotional changes were replaced by some firmness. She seemed to have made the most important decision in her life, and she broke the silence after a deep breath: "I immediately set up the arrangement after returning to town. Valentian will return home first, and I will go to Cecil with you - don't worry, I will think of a complete reason, and this matter will not be made public."

...

The holographic projection above the Magic Net terminal shows the scenery from afar. The commentary outside the picture is filled with a high and upward joy. Amoen's eyes, which are cast like light, blinked twice. The former God of Nature gave a long sigh: "Their meeting has finally ended... Fortunately, we did not miss the final broadcast."

"Yes, yes, I didn't miss the broadcast, of course I won't miss the broadcast. After all, all channels are broadcasting the same thing, and even the latest episode of "Modir Adventure" has been cancelled - this is an extra episode every Friday!" Milmina's voice came from the side, with a strong complaint, "I hope they can make up for it before the holiday on next tenth."

Amoen couldn't move, so he could only glance at the complaining lady with his eyes: "You should reduce your complaints and obsession with magic dramas, and instead devote your limited energy to more meaningful programs. Don't you think this conference is very valuable? Especially the "theocratic Council" they mentioned at the end... Unfortunately, the 'expert' only mentioned one sentence, saying that the establishment of such an organization did not specify its role at all..."

Amoen muttered, Milmina was finally attracted by some interest. The magic goddess thought for a moment and said, "Does the Divine Power Council... Indeed, it's really interesting to hear this name. It sounds like a lot to do with us. It seems that those mortals are preparing to do something big... Unfortunately, the entire broadcast was mentioned this sentence at the end of the broadcast."

"According to my summary these days," Amoen thought for a while, suddenly said, "the mortal 'news' is usually used with fewer words, the bigger the matter. The theocracy Council was mentioned from beginning to end, and this matter seemed extraordinary."

Listening to the well-founded analysis of the former God of Nature, Milmina shrugged indifferently, and continued to regret her canceled drama. However, after a few seconds, she heard Amoen suddenly make another sound: "Hmm?!"

Milmina immediately looked at the other party: "What's wrong?"

"I... suddenly felt a strange thing on my body," Amoen said hesitantly, "It seems like he feels chills? Or do you want to tremble? Anyway, it's something similar, it seems that something is about to me is about to happen..."

Milmina quickly restrained her relaxed and idle attitude and became extra serious: "Are you sure? This is not a trivial matter - the god's 'intuition' approximate foresight, especially when it comes to matters involving themselves..."

"I'm not sure, I've been out of the throne for three thousand years, and I can't remember how long it's been since I've had this feeling," Amoen said in a somewhat muffled voice, and then his tone suddenly became very strange, "Wait...well, it seems a little bad."

"What's wrong with you?"

Amoen's voice was a bit desperate: "... Although the weird feeling has become weaker, my back seems to be itchy..."
Chapter completed!