In the fifth year of Cecil, in the last week of the Harvest Moon, Noi and Loren ushered in the last super-light communication between the two civilizations before the coming of the demonic tide.
When the giant sun in the Thorin region rose to the highest point in the sky, the leaders of every country in the Loren Alliance connected to the listening port of the communication link. Four light years away, The wise men and leaders of the Noi people were also connected to their data network.
As for the voices representing the two civilizations, one is still Gawain, and the other is still the "witch" Nova.
For this special day, Gawain even left Cecil City and personally came to the command center of the Thorin Giant Tree. He will complete his work with the Noi people in this hall that played an extremely important historical mission. Although this will not have any impact on the communication process between the two civilizations from a practical point of view, as mortals, we always have to pursue symbolic meanings of this kind.
In Thorin's command hall, all operating seats are full, and all control terminals are on standby. The flickering runes and magic glow are quietly on the magic metal belts on the walls and roof. As it flows, a Taiwan Magic Network terminal lights up one after another amidst a low hum. The "Mind Hub" pillar directly connected to the computing center is standing quietly in the center of the hall. The lights on its alloy shell flash, showing it. Connections have been established to facilities such as translation assistance arrays and data centers.
A strangely solemn and silent atmosphere enveloped this huge place. The operators in front of each seat sat in their seats with an almost solemn attitude, although it was not easy to maintain a super-light communication. It requires so many operators to be on duty at the same time, but on this special day, "attendance" itself is their duty. Gawain is sitting on the platform where Bertila's incarnation usually is. He is calmly looking at Watch the holographic projection in front of you and watch the numbers on it jump little by little.
Bertira stood quietly beside Gao Wen, her perception extending along the huge nervous system to the canopy of Thorin's giant tree. She listened to the huge antenna array humming softly in the wind. And after a certain buzz, the familiar and gentle trembling greeting from four light-years away finally appeared in the atmosphere and arrived on time.
"Noi communication signal received." Bertila said immediately, and this seemed to be a switch. The hall that was originally in a stagnant state instantly became busy. The translation auxiliary array began to automatically The information that was frequently used and entered into the database was translated into Noi's universal text, and the recording equipment began to perform file retention operations. The holographic projection in front of Gawain trembled slightly, and clear text appeared in front of his eyes: "Noi called Loren, we are all Be well."
"Loren received the call and was glad to hear your voices," Gawain took a gentle breath and said with a slight smile, "This will be the first time we arrive at the Demon Tide. This is the last communication before."
"Yes," the text on the holographic projection paused here, and then the message continued, "No matter the result.Anyway, we are all very happy to have made friends like you in this long watch. Noy is willing to regard Loren as an eternal ally. The strong friendship between us will be like a blood relationship across the sea of stars until time and fate end us. . "
"The same is true for us. The encounter with you will be the most valuable harvest of Loren civilization since its birth and development," Gawain said slowly, "Are you all ready? ”
“We have done everything we can and have done our best. Calculated in Loren time, it took the Noi people 1,400 years to face this doomsday, and in the last day before the doomsday, there is nothing left for us to complete," said the holographic projection. The characters are beating, "We have stopped now. The wise men and elders are waiting for the challenge to come in peace and calmness. For the Noi people, the spear and shield are already in hand, and the rest is just waiting for the enemy to come. . ”
Then, “Witch” Nova’s message paused for a moment, and new content came, “You friends, where are your preparations? When the demonic tide comes to Noi, There is not much time left for you. ”
“We have completed the calculation and injection of the final key at the data level, and the preparations for the activation of the planetary shield have also been completed. Now the only thing left is the construction project in space. This work will be completed within one to two months," Gawain said calmly. "After you start to face the demon tide, Loren will complete all the preparations as planned. Don't worry about us, everything is on time. The schedule is progressing, even slightly ahead of schedule. "
"Then, I wish you all the best," on the holographic projection, the message from "Witch" Nova was refreshed line by line, "We will wait for the end of this storm under the protection of the mental unity field. , looking forward to the day when communication is restored and we can contact you again. ”
As “Witch” Nova said just now, all the efforts that should be done have been done. In the past few days, Loren and Noi have completed the handover of all data. Work, two civilizations that cannot reach each other have reached this moment hand in hand with the constant exchange of super-light communication waves. With the demonic tide coming to Noi in the last dozen hours, both sides have nothing more to do. Yes, this last contact today is not to exchange any important technical information, but more like saying goodbye.
Goodbye is to see you again next time, and good night is to welcome the next dawn together.
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"Image data received. Bertila suddenly said, and then the data processing equipment in the hall started to work. In front of Gawain, a picture began to gradually emerge from the holographic projection. It was blurry at first, but soon became clear. He saw a picture from An unseen land, with green mountains undulating in the distance, wide rivers flowing from the mountains through the plains, a sun much smaller than Loren's giant sun shining on the earth, and strange alien cities. Like jewels in the sun, it shines on the plain at the foot of the mountain.
A line of text appears below the picture: "If.After the new year, you are welcome to come here as guests. "
"Send them the image of Thorin's giant tree," Gawain pondered for a moment, then turned to Bertila and said, "We first sent greetings to them here, and we welcomed them here. Arrival is good. "
After a while, the image data was sent, and "Witch" Nova's reply quickly appeared in front of Gawain, "It's surprising. I have heard your description of Thorin's giant tree. But I didn’t expect her to be so amazing. The whole city is just a corner under her feet. Ms. Bertila’s body is this giant tree, right?”
“Yes, this is to resist "It's a miracle left behind after a certain divine disaster," Gawain laughed, "One day, we will also welcome you here as guests. Bertila will welcome you here." "
"We are looking forward to that day," "Witch" Nova said, and then she paused for a moment, "So at this point, the planned communication content has ended, but this channel will maintain the connection until The moment when super-light communication is cut off by demonic interference. "
"The Loren super-light speed communication array will also remain on standby until the communication is automatically interrupted," Gawain nodded slightly, "Take a short rest, Miss Nova. "
"Okay, bye Mr. Leader, I look forward to contacting you next time. ”
The setting sun is gradually approaching the earth. Standing on the crown of the giant Thorin tree, you can see that nearly a quarter of the magnificent sun has sunk into the layers of branches and branches at the edge of the crown. Under the leaves, the orange-red sunset spreads all the way along the edge of the canopy. Looking from a distance, it is like the sunset lighting up the horizon and spreading an illusory fire on the top of the giant tree.
Gawain arrived at the top of the canopy of Thorin's giant tree. He stepped on huge leaves that were as solid as the earth. The towering antenna array whimpered slightly in the wind behind him. In this place far away from the earth, even the summer wind seemed... It is extremely cool, and in this pleasant wind, there are also some unknown birds that have made their home on the top of the giant tree. They fly from afar in the afterglow of the sunset, and disappear deep into the gaps at the edge of the tree crown in the blink of an eye. p>
Gawain suddenly thought that for these birds, the Thorin giant tree is their safe refuge. Before night falls, these sheltered little creatures will return to their nests, but for those who have escaped from the "beasts" "For mortals in this category, the protection of nature is no longer enough to sustain ethnic groups and civilization. If all living beings want to survive in this world, they can only build their own shelter with their own hands.
He raised At first, I was looking for the stars in the increasingly dim sky, but now dusk has arrived, and even the brightest stars in the sky are still hidden in the light brought by the sun.
The branches and leaves rustled. A sound came from the side, and Bertila's figure emerged from a group of flower vines. She strolled to Gawain's side and looked up in the same direction. After a long time, she raised her hand and pointed at something in the sky. "The Frost constellation is in this direction, next to the brightest starThis is where the Noi people live. But you can't see it yet. "
"I know, after all, the sun hasn't set yet. "Gawain nodded.
Bertira seemed to suddenly remember something at this time. "Did you know that when we first learned that our observation equipment was unable to obtain correct parameters due to interference from the sun, many people They even began to hate this giant sun. An atmosphere of cursing the sun and lamenting the future even appeared among some scholars. ”
“Rather than hating this giant sun, it’s better to say that I hate that fate is full of malice and that fate has arranged for us to live on a satellite orbiting a gas giant planet,” Gao Wen smiled and shook his head. He shook his head and said, "But what's the point of this hatred? The giant sun has no malice. Without its existence, our planet would not even have a chance to give birth to life. There is no malice in this world. It just exists like this. It just works like this. "
"Who doesn't know this truth?" Bertila seemed to smile, "But when we really face the desperate and arrogant darkness, how many people can stay awake like you? It is human nature not to resent the unfairness of fate. ”
Gawain just smiled, but did not speak again.
In the final analysis, human nature cannot withstand too much test from the individual level, but survival is inherently determined by continuous It is composed of tests, which is doomed to be a normal state among mortal groups, but the pride and value of civilization lies in this
Although there are always people left behind, although there are always people behind Falling down in the test, choosing to retreat or falling into darkness under pressure, there are always individual flaws and failures, but as a group, as a whole, it always tenaciously tries to survive. Sometimes you feel like this world. I feel like there are people around me who are stupid, and I feel that life is dark and light is hard to find, but from a group perspective and a longer time span, things are actually not that bad for those who are left behind for a short time. , have followed now. Those who were depressed for a while have now cheered up. Those who once cursed the sun and lamented their fate under great pressure have never really quit this battle with the doomsday. Just as the wheel is gradually sinking into the horizon at this moment. The sun is sinking, and its sinking is part of the natural cycle. Darkness always covers the earth, but it always rises again.
In the command hall, the one that represents Noi's demonic tide. The countdown was gradually coming to an end, but in the calm communication channel, the voice of "Witch" Nova suddenly came, "I am looking at your star, it is so bright. "
Another incarnation of Bertila was staying in the hall on standby. When she saw this sentence, she said, "This is Bertila. I thought you were going to rest." "
"Ah, it's Ms. Bertila," Nova quickly responded, "As I said, the witch will not be tired, and I will have nothing to do when the magic wave comes. , this Voyager satellite will protect my mind, but the communication between me and the surface will also be temporarily interrupted, although they provide me withI was given a lot of things to kill time, but I think my favorite thing is studying the countless stars here. I will always look over to you and wait here to hear your voice. "
"So that's it," Bertila thought thoughtfully. Then she glanced at the countdown next to her and said, "By the way, Nova, there's still a little time, I have something. Want to give it to you. "
"Oh what is it"
"It is a poem that the sailors left to our planet. I want to give it to you and your tribe. , as a civilization that also inherited some legacies from those who set sail, I think it has some meaning for both of us. "
Bertila said slowly, and then she recalled the short poem. A look back left by the sailor 1.8 million years ago turned into a four-light-year sea of stars. The flowing message
"Don't indulge in this illusory long night of tranquility. The night will eventually be broken
"Don't indulge in the fact that your warm cradle will overturn one day
< p>"Don't sleep in the shelter of the soul. Sooner or later, the shelter of the soul will become an unbreakable shackles"Let's set off, before the stars twinkle, let's set off, before the long night ends
"If we don't set off soon, day will fall."
The equipment in the hall was buzzing, and Bertila quietly listened to the "voice" coming from the antenna array. After a while, A message from across the star sea appeared on the holographic projection in front of her: "Thank you, that's great. ”
The countdown has reached zero.
At the top of the canopy of Sorin’s giant tree, the last ray of dancing light on the horizon has finally sunk below the horizon, and the cloud-like mist rising from the edge of the sun has The crown turned into a shadow remaining in the retina. The quiet night wind blew from the direction of the plain, and in the night wind, the towering antenna array finally gradually fell silent.
Gawain stared at what was in front of him. In the dark night, Bertila’s voice came to my ears: “Communication with Noi has been interrupted. ”
The book is about to be finished. The book is about to be finished.