"They have an immature idea ..."

"I have another immature idea ..."

"I have another immature idea ..."

"People have less mature ideas at any time ..."

I never expected that I uploaded myself to the network, and still couldn't escape the shallow curse of "less mature ideas". Half of the invalid data cleared from the database was related to shallow: Whimsical planning, no marginal design, short-term goals that can't be achieved at all ... due to the shallow high node status and her connection to the Empire ’s data network 24 hours, whenever she comes up with such an idea and really Intended to be put into action (which is almost 100% for shallow), the Empire Data Network will temporarily store it as a highest directive, but this information will basically be invalidated within 24 hours: some are Qian Qian herself suddenly lost interest, and some of them were returned to me by my sister or my sister.

The result is that every time the database is self-maintained, a large number of such fragments are generated: they have become the usual collection of gadgets by Hilling, and Qian and Hilling have formed a delicate supply and marketing system ...

I studied the orange-red cubes falling from the air, but I did n’t have time to read them one by one: These cubes began to dissipate after touching the ground for a few minutes. As Hilling said, this network world Colorful sunsets are just short-lived beauty.

"The two databases above should be responsible for temporarily storing the high-level node instructions." I looked up, and it ’s difficult to understand the shallow mental pollution without explaining this (I have to use this word to describe the girl Idea!) Will be so concentrated in this area-unless she has reached the point where her mind has gone viral.

"Yes," Schilling confirmed my guess. "They're specifically designed to handle temporary information from senior officers and above."

I figured it out, and realized that just one person produced the equivalent of me and Sandora, Lin Xue, etc. plus half the data volume of the entire headquarters-what a terrible mind!

Now the only good thing is that these shallow ideas will not have any impact except for a lap in the database: there will be no real action, no real project establishment, and there will be no problem of labor and people's financial damage because they were shot. Is as fast as it can produce. Otherwise, just a shallow, I am afraid that the new empire's current GDP is not enough for her toss ...

I shook my head, tossed these non-marginal thoughts aside, and looked up to look forward. Now we still can't see where the rift valley in Hilling's mouth is, only the endless plains, plains. Or the plain, and the occasionally dazzling strange landscape. I am afraid that this strange cyberspace has no end. After all, there are a large number of new apostles coming off the production line every minute. This network is expanding at an alarming rate. It is not a stable and reliable protocol system support that has been adjusted by countless ancestors. I am afraid that just this expansion speed is enough to bring down the ordinary network. Tavel uses complex algorithms to transform abstract things on the Internet into information that can be understood by us, and gives me and Bingtis the same "sensory" as Hilling, but I am afraid that there is still a certain difference in the senses. I feel that I should not fully understand the world in Schilling's eyes.

The breeze blew through my ears, and there was light in my sight, and I could feel the temperature, and gravity-things that are taken for granted in the real world. This means that there is a corresponding information environment. Maybe a breeze is a common thought of thousands of apostles. Maybe the temperature around it means the current average speed of the spiritual network. This information can be perceived but cannot be interpreted. , At least for us like creatures from the real world can not be interpreted. Suddenly I was a little confused: Can I solve the Rift Valley problem myself?

We can't even fully understand what it is.

"What do you want? Can't you go?" Bingtis' whimpering voice awakened herself from thinking, and I saw this female hooligan holding her finger to the distance, "Follow the arrow. Hilling said what was ahead The data hub, even after half the journey after crossing the first hub, the Rift Valley is now calm, and we have to hurry past where it hasn't moved yet. "

I tossed my thoughts aside, and nodded and rushed out, Bingtis stunned and quickly followed, because the speed of the two of them quickly exceeded the speed of sound. So Bingtis can only speak to me with a spiritual connection: "I rely on your uncle! Suddenly channeling so fast and scary! The body 36e started slowly, don't you know?"

I: "..." I decided not to speak anyway, anyway, this female hooligan has something to say at any time, without throwing her face on the ground and stepping on two feet, I will never try to beat this inscrutable guy on my lips.

Then focus on the road, there is nothing extra to attract attention along the way. We quickly arrived at what Schilling calls the data hub, which is another abstract thing that seems very difficult to understand. It looks like a huge streamer, glowing with blue and gold alternately. One end is connected to the ground, and the other end is flying high in the air, reaching a width of more than ten meters. The height may be thousands of kilometers. I. There is a breeze in this weird space, but the direction of this "streamer" dance is not consistent with the wind direction. It seems to be a kind of repetitive background objects appearing as decoration in the game. In a unique range, it loops. Swinging back and forth slightly.

Near the streamer, I heard the sound of hunting and wind. Although this thing does not dance with the wind, I have to make the sound of the flag being blown by the wind alone. The things in this space are really strange.

The picture of Hilling moved from the ground to the surface of the streamer. I didn't need to lower my head to talk to her anymore, but her face was dangling because of the dancing of the streamer and twisted into a ridiculous appearance from time to time.

"I check the network conditions nearby," said Hilling. "It takes a high degree of network stability to get close to the Rift. Sudden link disconnection or packet loss is not fun-although I don't know if you will be affected by packet loss. . "

"No," just as Hilling's voice fell, another streamed picture suddenly appeared on the streamer, and Tavel appeared on the picture. "Don't worry, Your Majesty, the soul of you and Lord Pettis is not completely attached to the Internet, but It is in the form of an independent individual, which only borrows bandwidth. If large-scale packet loss occurs, your soul will be excluded at most, and will not die out like the information generated by the network. .Theoretically ... well, that's actually the case. "

This time she finally dared not say that in theory-otherwise Sandora must have sought her hard.

"That's good," Hilling nodded, "I just wanted to say that the network around the Rift is not stable, should I delay the operation a little bit. Now I can continue to hurry. Oh wait a minute, I will take this hub Mark it, if there is an emergency ahead, you can teleport back through the hub. "

"Speaking of them, what are these hubs?" I looked at the magnificent ribbon in front of me, and it looked very beautiful. But its flamboyant image is very different from those of the Founder that he saw along the way: most of the things in this space are square and angular, including the overhanging earth in the sky and those orange-red before Cubes, these streamers are an exception here.

"Host," Hilling said casually, "The data hub is where the host intervenes in the network, just like the key control points. Each of these hubs monitors a very large piece of network space. This node is currently xl-34. Next, we are going to Hub Xl-28, but the hub of the mother host is not on the way forward, and the image is also different. As the highest host, her intervention point in the network is a large beam of light that penetrates all interlayers. , Oh, that's behind you. The one in the sky ... "

The first time I heard such a magical thing, I turned around curiously, and found that there was a clear beam at the end of the horizon-I might have seen it before, but I didn't notice it at all, and never thought of the child. Her mother turned out to be such a natural landscape in cyberspace!

Huge enough to be considered a natural landscape, you can imagine how spectacular the bubbles look here.

"Bubble, bubble." I called the child's mother with an eye-opener and a special excitement, because the other party was one of the web servers, so she didn't need to transfer through the spirit. "I see you! You are here This place is so spectacular! It looks thick and distant from a distance ... "

"Child, dad, don't do this ..."

Me: "..." Shut up honestly. Keep going.

The next few data hubs are relatively close to each other. It may be to improve network stability. Mass production hosts intentionally adjusted their work sections to **** this operation. Where there is a data hub, the network Both stability and shock resistance will be enhanced, and the large-capacity caches of the hosts can effectively reduce the chance of packet loss-although this last one has proven to be harmless to me and Bingtis, after all, it can also affect the entire operation Success rate.

As I continued to move forward, I finally felt that the surrounding atmosphere began to change: the ubiquitous breeze gradually weakened to almost imperceptible, the ground began to fade, and the original beautiful mauve and blue were increasingly mixed with the sickly grayish white At the end, the earth even faded to almost a desert. The rolling hills and valleys of the sky seemed to be avoiding something in front of it. As we moved forward, the sky seemed flatter. In the end, it became a large plain just like the ground. .

These phenomena all mean the same thing: The information desert area is ahead. With the automatic avoidance of network security protocols, the data flowing to this area is cut off. Even the all-encompassing Empire database refuses to provide indexing services for this network segment. .

Hilling has become increasingly silent: she has not spoken for a long time. As a cluster consciousness of the network, she should have felt the danger approaching.

"That, that is Rift Valley!"

After sulking for a while, Xi Ling finally broke the silence. We stopped and looked at the scene in front of us.

The color has completely faded from the field of vision. Whether it is the plain below our feet or the other land suspended in the sky, it is completely pale, except for the image of the spirit that follows the feet, and the figure of Icetis. , There is no color around, the whole world seems to become a plain model without color, look around, monotonous and dry.

But in the distance, darkness pierced the pale world like a torn space. It was a large circular hole that penetrated the sky and the earth. As if there was a huge spear piercing the sky and earth, it left a shocking place here. The scars in the cave, the dark tumbling in the hollow, form an extremely sharp contrast with the surrounding pale environment. Hilling never dared to move forward halfway: In fact, when the surrounding colors faded, we have entered the data avoidance zone defined by the security protocol. Hilling came entirely by the special nature of "it is the network" At such a close place, she moved forward, fearing that she would not be able to stop her footsteps. The Rift Valley was performing irregular movements in this pale area at any time, expanding or contracting instantly. This is too dangerous for a web-based consciousness.

We let Hilling stop there, and then evacuate to a safe place as soon as possible. Of course, as a network's overall consciousness, she doesn't really evacuate or evacuate. The one that follows us is always just an interactive interface of Hilling, and she will always be the entire network. To tell her to evacuate is essentially to stop her from exploring the data on the Rift Valley. As long as her focus is not on the Rift Valley, the Rift Valley cannot swallow any of her information.

Of course, this way, the communication between us and Tavel is also broken: because any data leading to the Rift will be lost. And the spirit can't survive in this area, here is the only absolute black barrier that spiritual connection can't reach.

Tavel analyzed the data we discovered as fast as possible before Hilling left. I can imagine the intense and busy atmosphere outside the laboratory now, but Tavel's analysis can only be superficial and determine the network status. Estimate the bandwidth near the Rift, analyze the safety factor and the like-what exactly is in the Rift, and I won't know until I and Bingtis return.

"Your Majesty. You and Lord Bingtis have special souls that cannot be devoured by Rift Valley, so theoretically they can be safely approached, and even enter Rift Valley, but the safety of Rift Valley itself does not mean that there are no other dangerous ones opposite it. Whatever happens, once it happens, please erupt your own power in the void-this will cause the entire network to go down for a short time or even destroy some nodes, but it is better than our loss of leader. "Tavel said for the last time. Then the image of Lin Xue also appeared in front of us: "Wood, and Bingtis, I haven't seen anything terrible for the time being, but there is an unprecedented disturbance in Rift Valley. There are absolutely hidden things in it. For the time being Not malicious, but capable of threatening you, understand what I mean? "

"If things aren't good, hurry up and run Cotai," Bingtis still said with a big grin. "Rest assured, the old lady had already practiced a good job by hitting the principal's window-well, I will bring your husband."

"... I'm even more worried ..."

After the communication was over, Hilling also withdrew to a sufficiently safe place, and I stepped forward with Icetis. The last connection in the spiritual connection was also broken: we entered the black barrier.

"Quiet as dead." Bingtis murmured anxiously as he approached the large hole in front of him quickly. "There is no wind, no sound, and there is no real sense of stepping on the ground. He felt something missing in this place. "

"No way, after all, the data has been interrupted here. We are now jumping through a group of mutated nodes. Except for ourselves and these nodes, there is nothing here that is evolving, not a single byte."

The absolutely non-evolving information is a pool of standing water. The principle of stillness is the death. It is the perfect interpretation here.

We finally came to the big hollow and watched what it was on the edge. It goes deep into the ground vertically, and it is a perfect circle with a radius of one kilometer (in this virtual space, is the unit of length reliable?). However, I carefully observe and think that it is just a black round cake printed on the ground: inside this thing The darkness is too thick, even to the point that the word "pure black" is indescribable, even at such a close distance, you can't tell whether the "hole" has an inner wall or not. You can try Paint a round black cake on a piece of paper, and then use the same black color to draw the inner wall of the cave in this round cake, and you will find that this is completely impossible.

This is the case in Rift Valley.

"If it wasn't for the abyss, I really think it's a door to the abyss." Bingtis said my heart.

I looked up and saw that there was a black round circle at the corresponding position in the sky, which was also deep and bottomless.

Of course, you ca n’t see anything when you look around, but when it comes to investigating the truth of this rift valley ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Bingtis and I certainly do n’t know how to proceed, but Fortunately, what we need to do is very simple and does not require much professional knowledge. Just jump into this thing ...

Find out what is happening in the Rift (or opposite): Is there a powerful malignant tumor, or is it just a network failure, or is it the network interface of the fallen apostles, as long as you understand these, you do n’t need to know the specific reasons, I and Bing Even if Tes's task is overfulfilled, the remaining solution is the work of the outside scientists.

"Tavier said just now that it should be okay for us to jump in," I patted Bingtis on the shoulder. "We are not network data. Rift Valley cannot be deleted, and if luck is good, Rift Valley's load is limited. , It will even be 'strung' by the soul of a void creature, and that's one step in place. "

"Um." Bettis nodded slightly, and suddenly looked straight, with unprecedented seriousness on her face, and then she said in a rare soft tone:

"Ujump, k ..."

I:"……"

I jumped down with an arm holding the goods. (To be continued ...)