From the words shown on the paper tape, Gao Wen could see at a glance that the distant interstellar friends obviously had a deep-rooted stereotype about the peace-loving people of Loren. Otherwise, how could the opposite side have thought about these things from his ordinary sentences? He has carefully examined them repeatedly. He can be sure that his words are absolutely straightforward and peaceful without misleading. Seeing such ordinary sentences, those who are thinking too much about it.

Not to mention that he muttered so much in his heart, even the voice of amber came from the air beside him: "...What is the image we are in the eyes of these aliens?"

Gao Wen looked at the figure next to him who was gradually emerging from the air, and his expression was a little helpless: "After all, our development path left an overly deep impression on them."

After saying that, he shook his head, sorted out his thoughts and languages, and sent a new message to the Noyer: "We have not taken such radical actions to resolve the crisis of divine disasters, and the gods still exist in our world. We have only taken some means to solve the hidden danger of divine out of control. The specific details are inconvenient to disclose, but please rest assured that Loren has no worries about building the barrier of the mother star to resist the demon tide."

Gao Wen actually hesitated for a while, but in the end he did not dare to tell the interstellar friends the real situation of the Ragnarok plan. One of the reasons is that this is unnecessary, but the more important reason is that "suffering bombs under the Throne of the Gods" is indeed a bit out of the original score. Although from the perspective of the Loren people, this only eliminates the divinity of the gods and retains their human nature. It can be called the most gentle and peaceful means of salvation, but it may not be easy to explain if you put this from the perspective of the Noy people...

This slightly embarrassing topic was quickly forcibly taken by Gao Wen. The Neuyi people obviously did not have the intention to ask in detail about this matter. What they were more concerned about was the defensive cooperation between the demon waves that were related to the life and death of the two civilizations.

The printing device clicked, and the snow-white paper tape slowly spit out from the paper outlet. Neuyi asked: "How is the construction progress of the Magic Tide Observation Device? Are there any problems during the construction process?"

Gao Wen saw the clear and sharp letters on the paper tape, and the letters seemed to be filled with Neuer's anxiety at the moment, and he was not surprised by this.

Because the demon tide's storm was approaching the Neo's home planet quickly. For the Lorens, the countdown to the doomsday judgment was about a year's breathing time, but for the Neo's, it was less than half a year left for them to prepare.

His eyes looked at the document Hetty had just received, and after a little calming, he responded: "Please rest assured, the construction of the observation device is very smooth. We have transformed a planetary energy surge source into the starting focus of the observation array. The construction progress of the peripheral sensor array ring has been over halfway. We are confident that we can complete the full array assembly within two Loren months. Neuyi will have one month to organize data and debug system."

This time, Neuyi's reply was faster than ever, and the clicking prints seemed to be filled with excitement and joy: "This is the best good news we have received recently, and Neuyi society will be greatly encouraged by this, thank you very much for your efforts."

Gao Wen smiled, and then thought about the words while preparing to send out a new message, but the printing device then clicked again, and Neuyi sent a new message: "Friends from afar, the date that can determine the fate of two civilizations is approaching. According to the timing method of yours, we may only have the last three months to communicate with each other. After that, Neuyi will first usher in the impact of the magic tide, and we will use most of the world's energy to maintain the unified operation of the mind. In addition, the magic tide itself disturbs the magic environment around the celestial bodies, and the super-light speed communication between the two planets may be temporarily interrupted.

"And after this, the next one to usher in the tide of devil will be Loren.

“In this ‘Star Storm’ that may last half a year to one year, we will sink again into a state of darkness that cannot be communicated and verified, and even until the storm is over, we will have the opportunity to confirm whether the other party still exists.

"Friends from afar, if Noy fails to survive this test, then the last three months may be the last time two civilizations can watch over each other in the vast sea of ​​stars, and we are still unable to leave longer traces in the starry sky, so our wise and elders made a decision.

"Nei will imitate the great pioneers and leave a special legacy on the earth. We have built a huge archive and sealed the adjusted primitive embryos and educational machines. Next, we will build a huge "lighthouse" above the archive. This lighthouse will release the magic "flash" mainly based on arcane shock, and will continue to shine before being destroyed by time. It records the history of Neui's establishment of communication with Loren, and will be left to the successor to view it.

“Even four light years away, the magic flash released by the ‘Lighthouse’ will be clearly visible…

"If Neuy ultimately fails, then our successors will be cultivated from the ruins soon, and will rise rapidly as we took the legacy from the pioneers, and learn about the history of the two civilizations in advance. If we succeed... this lighthouse will also be preserved, it will continue to shine and become a beacon among the sea of ​​stars. When one day the Loren civilization will also launch a long-distance spacecraft into space... we will welcome you to visit among the beautiful mountains and valleys of Neuy."

Gao Wen quietly watched the lines of words printed on the paper tape. Even Amber, who had just come to watch the fun, subconsciously calmed down. She looked at the paper tape for a long time until the printing device temporarily stopped working, and then sighed thoughtfully: "It sounds like giving the last words."

"...The Demon Tide will arrive at Noi first," Gao Wentou did not raise his head, "For them, the day of the trial is only three months left."

"They assumed the failure of Neui civilization, but did not assume what to do if Loren failed," Amber added. "They seem to be quite confident in us?"

"It may also be just a simple thing to not want to offend," Gao Wen shook his head, then took a light breath, pressed his hand on a button representing "Speak" next to the terminal device, and said slowly, "The Loren people advocate optimism to face the unknown future of good and bad luck, but we also agree to make the worst plans before things happen. We also have similar archives and heritage inheritance plans, and have been preparing for a long time.

“As one of the main leaders of the Loren Alliance, I can promise you that the history of the communication between the two civilizations of Noy and Loren will be stored in each archive. If both civilizations fail, our respective successors will rise rapidly in a very short time and learn about the existence of another civilization, which may help them save time and avoid taking the detours of their ancestors;

"If both civilizations survive successfully, these archives and the 'lighthouse' will become symbols of friendly cooperation between the two civilizations. We will remember this history of mutual watch over the next years and look forward to the day when the voyage spacecraft crosses the vast sea of ​​stars and the two ethnic groups can communicate face to face.

"If only one of the two civilizations survives... then we hope that the surviving one can do our best to take care of the descendants on the other side of the starry sea within our ability."

A moment later, Neuer's response turned into a clear and sharp line of letters on the printing paper tape: "We agreed with each other."

The night gradually sinks, and in the distant east of the Holy Spirit Plain, the giant Solin trees stand between the heaven and earth like mountains. The cold starlight shines on this miraculous plant covering the entire Solin area. On the top of the canopy of the Solin trees, a huge array of antennas is slowly running. The night wind blows through the support frame of the antenna group, and the whimpering sound is very far away in the night.

The communication between Loren and Neuy is based on the superluminal antenna array. The only group of superluminal antenna arrays on this planet is actually the Antavern Siren colonial ship far away in the depths of the ocean. But even so, the Thorin Command Center is still an indispensable link for the two planets to establish communication. Here is the headquarters of the Star Delayer and Listening Plan. The powerful computing center and synthetic brain array and Star Delayer in the Thorin area are responsible for the translation and transcoding tasks of interstellar communication. At the same time, although the antenna array installed on the top of the Thorin tree does not have the ability to send superluminal signals, its super-receptive ability in the atmosphere can greatly reduce the load for the Antavern superluminal communication array.

Deep in the giant tree, in a large chamber supported by flower vines and wooden walls, Belltila was quietly sitting on a seat made of flowers and vines, closing her eyes to rest, but closing her eyes to rest is just an illusion. Her thinking is still endlessly surging in this unprecedented plant. Information from every nerve ending is gathered in one place, becoming a tributary of her huge consciousness that can no longer be counted as human.

At this moment, she could clearly see that the construction base in the north of the Talash Plain was busy under night. The "Workers Town" next to the base was also brightly lit. Colorful flags and wheat ears to celebrate the Resurrection Festival were hung in the town. The canteen had hot meals ready. The craftsmen waiting for the night shift to change their duty came back to enjoy even in such a distant and desolate place, the taste of their hometown and the festive atmosphere that symbolizes cultural heritage would not be cut off.

She could also feel that the roots of the giant Thorin tree spread out slowly creeping and growing deep in the earth. Shelter caves have formed between the root network. In the underground passage supported by wooden structures, cars and horses are busy. The transportation troops are constantly sending immersion cabin components, daily necessities and building materials to these "disaster backup areas". There are countless nerve bundles extending from the caves and the main body of the giant Thorin tree, leading to the parent star barrier command center of the Talash Plain, and antenna arrays set up everywhere in the empire. One day in the future, these antenna arrays will be used to transmit data to the Destiner Tower in the southwest waters to maintain the operation of the parent star barrier.

She could also see that the lanterns were decorated under the huge canopy of the giant tree of Thorin. The town, which was once the temporary resident of the Construction Corps, has now developed into a prosperous city. The residents of the town are celebrating this day that symbolizes the blooming of spring. A troupe from the city of Panshi entered the city tonight. In this era when the magic drama was popular all over the country, the traditional troupe is still stubbornly living. Their stage is the brightest lights under the feet of Bell Tira.

But above such a prosperous and lively worldly scenery, on the top of the canopy of the giant Thorin tree, only the cold night wind blew through the cold steel and crystal arrays. Belltila turned its attention to the antenna group, and felt that the prosperity of the world seemed to be far away from her in an instant. She listened to the voices from distant stars and the conversation between another civilization and the Loren League. The "sound" that crossed the starry sea brought a temperature completely different from the celebration night on the earth, which made Belltila feel a little dazed for a moment.

After the spokespersons of the two civilizations said goodbye to each other, the official communication between Loren and Noy ended.

"Confirm that the message end sign sent by Noy has been received, and the corresponding response has been sent."

"Each group performs work handover, and synthesizes the brain servo array and moves into standby mode."

"Data sorting and archive..."

Belltila "hears" the sound from the command hall from her nervous system. The dispatcher began to do some final work after the communication was finished, and her consciousness also "sinked" into the depths of the canopy. The next second, her other incarnation was activated in the command hall. After opening her eyes, the incarnation saw that the brightly lit hall was carrying out the work handover and personnel departure process in an orderly manner. Today, when communication between Loren and Noy became normalized, the entire "inter-star communication" system will not be completely stopped. Even if the communication is over, there will be 24-hour on-call personnel on standby in each link to deal with the occasional small-scale communication tasks between the two civilizations. Of course, this is no exception.

Staff members kept greeting Belltila's incarnation and left the hall. The huge chamber gradually became quiet until in the end, only a few people who needed to work night shifts remained at various positions. Belltila walked past these stations, but suddenly stopped.

She lowered her head and looked at a middle-aged man who was still sitting in her seat, and asked curiously: "Mr. Bud, are you on night shift again today?"

"Sean and I have changed shifts. His daughter's birthday today, and it's Resurrection Day. I'll let him go home first," Bud stopped the action of sorting out documents, raised his head and smiled, "This way I can have a vacation tomorrow."

"…There is no shortage of you on duty tonight," Belltila stared at Bud quietly, "Don't you attend the town celebration in the second half of the night?"

Bard thought about it and shook his head with a smile: "No, it's not interesting to attend the celebration alone, and I don't like the kind of character that is lively, so it's better to hide here."

Belltila nodded, then she seemed to feel something suddenly, and her tone was a little confused: "Hmm?"

Bud was puzzled for a moment: "What's wrong? What's wrong with me?"

"No... it's not you," Belltila shook her head and looked at a nearby Magic Network terminal showing the system status in confusion. "The communication signal from Noy seems to have not been cut off, and it still maintains standby silence."

"Did they forget to turn off the phone?" Bud raised his eyebrows, "They are also mortals. Do you want to remind me if you make some mistakes?"

Belltila looked at the magic network terminal thoughtfully, and after thinking for a long time, he reached out and activated the equipment on the Bud station, and sent an inquiry to the planet Noy, which was still standing silent, "Is there anything else?"

Just a moment after the message was sent, the antenna array received a response from the other side, and a line of letters appeared in the holographic projection of the Magic Net terminal: "Ah, sorry, I... am a little distracted."

It's rare that Bell Tiran's murky face, which lacks expression, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

(This time I have been promoting a fan-text book for a long time, with the title of the book "Ark of Tomorrow - The Great Revolution of Terra". You should be able to see the general content by reading the title of the book. The author Ye Moya is also a friend of the bookstore. I hope everyone can support it.)
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