Collapse of iron: simulation of being watched, starting from supporting jadeite

"Shall we crack it now?"

Silver Wolf said as she eagerly pulled out her pistol.

The action was skillful and quick,

just like the natural and smooth keyboard tapping when she was hacking.

As a hacker,

encountering such hardware problems that cannot be solved by network means,

that is simply one of the links that she has to taste in her "career".

Although it is a bit tricky,

it is also a different kind of challenge.

Fortunately,

Silver Wolf is not an ordinary hacker,

she has the amazing ability to modify reality.

For example, what she is going to do now——

pulling out a pistol,

aiming at the statue's head,

and then "bang" shooting.

Hey,

Don't underestimate this shot,

Under her special ability,

The original reality of the statue intact will instantly become a reality with a mind-blowing mind,

It's as if a big hole was suddenly torn in the real world,

A new and unexpected situation has appeared.

"Wait a minute,

It's not the scheduled time yet."

Kafka raised her hand to stop the Silver Wolf's action.

She narrowed her eyes slightly,

as if she was carefully feeling something,

and counted softly in her mouth: "Ten, nine, eight...three, two, one, now."

The voice seemed particularly clear in this silent ice field,

as if it was starting a countdown for a mysterious ceremony,

With the end of the countdown,

it seemed that something new was about to happen.

Kafka was concentrating on the watch,

her eyes were fixed on the constantly jumping hands on the dial,

as if the whole world was only the sound of the hands moving.

She timed the explosion to every second,

her focused expression was like a surgeon performing a difficult operation,

and could not tolerate any mistakes.

Finally,

when the hands pointed to the scheduled time exactly,

Kafka and Silver Wolf acted decisively together as if they had a telepathic connection.

In an instant,

thunder exploded suddenly in the center of the statue's body,

the deafening roar seemed like the roar of an ancient beast,

echoing in the silent ice field,

and lingering for a long time.

The blinding electric light suddenly lit up,

The strong light was like the scorching sun in the sky,

It suddenly illuminated the originally dark night as bright as the day,

It was like a bright sun was lit in this icy and snowy land,

It announced a mysterious drama with great fanfareOfficially staged.

And at this moment,

the telling of that story,

is about to begin.

However,

not many people came to listen to this story.

Xing, Danheng, March 7, Seele, Natasha, Bronya,

that is, the members of the Star Train Development Team,

plus a few leaders on Yalilo VI,

everyone gathered together one after another.

Including Walter as the narrator,

there are only seven people in total.

Fortunately,

the tense situation before has finally eased.

Under the proper arrangement of Xier and Natasha, the Destiny Force has returned to its base obediently.

There was no conflict as everyone had worried about before,

nor any bloodshed.

Instead, in a relatively peaceful negotiation form,

everyone sat down calmly,

ready to listen to Walter's story.

In fact,

Xier has always been unsure,

she is really not sure if she can deal with this man named "Walter".

When the Destiny Force just arrived,

she has already begun to regret her previous impulsive behavior.

Xier,

she is really willing to sacrifice her life for the Bishop,

this loyalty is like a flame that burns in her heart and never goes out.

But,

She really didn't want to see her companions being killed,

even though those companions, like her,

were willing to sacrifice their lives for the bishop.

She thought to herself,

If the bishop knew that his companions had been in trouble because of her,

he would definitely be sad.

This emotion was really contradictory,

but actually, if you think about it carefully,

it was also very normal.

To put it simply,

she wanted to show off her ability alone at the beginning,

and didn't consider so many consequences.

Xier could vaguely feel in her subconscious that

there seemed to be an extremely dangerous power hidden in Walter's body,

that power was like a volcano about to erupt,

once it erupted completely,

it would probably destroy the Destiny Valkyrie Army in an instant,

and only a few people would be able to barely resist it.

However,

Walter had never shown this power,

he always treated everyone around him with a peaceful attitude,

like a gentle uncle next door,

which made people feelI felt very friendly and comfortable.

Since Walter was willing to communicate with the people of Yalilo,

and was willing to explain the reasons for his previous actions,

then listening to his story would not delay anything.

What's more,

Looking at Walter's appearance,

it seemed that he was an old acquaintance of the bishop.

Seele was also very curious,

she also wanted to know about the bishop's past.

So,

Seele called Bronya and Natasha,

and then gathered with the people of the Star Train in the reception room again,

everyone was a little curious and puzzled,

wanted to see what Walter could say,

what kind of story he would tell.

Although there are more people than expected to listen to the story,

it doesn't matter.

Anyway, we have to confess the past,

one or two more listeners won't have much impact.

"Alas"

When people look back on the past,

it is always the easiest to be moved by the scene,

and feel sad,

especially for the elderly,

even more so.

Walter Yang is in this state of mind at the moment,

sighs seem to echo from the depths of those years,

full of endless emotion.

"So Uncle Yang has sighed several times.

When will it start?"

Seeing that Old Yang was about to fall into the cycle of long sighs and short sighs again,

March Seven could not sit still any longer,

and hurriedly spoke out to stop him.

Her crisp voice seemed particularly abrupt in this slightly quiet atmosphere,

like a small stone thrown into a calm lake,

breaking the originally somewhat dull atmosphere.

She also kindly reminded Old Yang that

he had been interrupted by his own sighs three times in a row,

he had to quickly grasp the key points,

and get to the point quickly,

otherwise everyone would be impatient.

Look at Miss Xi'er next to her,

Her originally tense face,

seems to be about to break,

like a rubber band stretched to its limit,

which may break at any time.

That expression seems to be saying: "Why don't you start talking about business,

I'm so anxious waiting." (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

"Ahem,

Have I been in a daze for so long?"

Walter Yang was reminded by March 7,

and then he came back to his senses,

He coughed twice,

trying to ease the slightly embarrassing situation at the moment.

Then,

He did not delay any longer,

decided not to immerse himself in the emotion of memories,

but to officially start telling the long-forgotten story.

Let's start with the "collapse" of the origin of all things.

(Really,

Without "Honkai Impact 3", there might not be Lao Mi later,

(One by one))

"The concept of collapse, []

has been entangled with my home planet for tens of thousands of years,

even longer than the civilization history when I was born."

Walter Yang's voice was steady and solemn,

as if he was telling an ancient and heavy legend,

"If you want to figure out what collapse is,

then you have to start with the tree of imaginary numbers and the sea of ​​quantum."

"However,

Today is not a lecture specifically for popularizing knowledge about the collapse.

You just need to understand the collapse as similar to the core of a star,

a huge disaster that can affect the whole world."

Walter Yang paused for a moment,

and then said,

"The manifestations of the collapse are not fixed,

diseases, earthquakes, tsunamis, volcanic eruptions, cold waves, etc.

These may be the specific circumstances when the collapse breaks out.

And,

The collapse will become stronger as the strength of civilization increases. It is getting stronger and stronger,

So each time the collapse breaks out, it will be more ferocious and terrifying than the last time. ”

“When the energy of collapse reaches a certain level,

The will of collapse will select those who are qualified from among many humans,

Let them become Herrschers,

Then these Herrschers will impose harsh tests on the entire civilization.”

Walter Yang’s eyes revealed a trace of helplessness and sadness,

“Only after passing the test,

can you continue to live in the world;

If you fail,

then there is only one way to go, which is death. . "

"On January 1, 1952, a great collapse broke out in Berlin, Germany. The scene was extremely tragic. Death toll: 300,000. At the same time, the First Ruler was born. " When Walter Yang said this, his expression seemed calm, like a deep lake. On the surface, he was calm, but if you look closely, you will find that the corner of his eyes reveals a trace of grief that is difficult to conceal. After all, that is 300,000 lives. This cold number is not just a simple statistic. It is made up of the lives of real people..

Behind this seemingly thin data,

are the unfinished lives of countless people and the dreams that have not yet been realized.

Even the three people on Yalilo VI couldn't help but show shock when they heard it.

They really couldn't imagine that the number of victims of a disaster had exceeded the total population of Yalilo VI.

However,

looking at Walter,

this seems to be just the beginning.

I don't know how many more thrilling stories will be in the future.

Xier couldn't help but ask: "What happened next?

According to what you said,

the Herrscher would also attack humans,

how did you defeat him later?"

Her eyes were wide open,

full of curiosity and doubt,

eager to know the subsequent developments.

"We didn't defeat him."

Walter Yang shook his head gently,

there was a hint of helplessness and bitterness in his tone,

as if that memory was a cup of bitter wine that was hard to swallow,

and was spreading in his heart little by little at this moment.

Walter paused for a moment,

as if he was trying to calm the emotions that were surging like a tide in his heart.

In this brief pause,

time seemed to become heavy,

and the surrounding air seemed to be tinged with a different atmosphere because of his complex mood at the moment.

Finally,

his expression changed significantly.

There was a gleam of longing in his eyes,

as if he was looking at the bright stars that had once shone in the distance;

and there was a deep yearning,

as if he wanted to go back to the passionate years when he fought side by side with someone;

and the strong nostalgia,

was like a warm and sour stream,

flowing slowly in his heart,

all kinds of emotions intertwined,

extremely complex,

it was really hard to describe accurately in words.

It seems that,

this First Herrscher is

not an ordinary existence for Walter Yang,

but an extremely important person,

like a beacon that always shines brightly on his life path,

guiding the direction of his progress.

"It was the noble soul of the deceased that defeated the will of collapse,

making the First Herrscher a Herrscher who fights for humanity."

Walter's voice was a little hoarse,

but still clear and firm,

every word seemed to carry the weight of that heavy history,

"His name is Walter,

Joyce."

When this name was mentioned,

WalterThere was even more respect and warmth in Elt's eyes,

as if the man named Joyce was standing in front of him at this moment,

recalling every detail of the past with him.

"My power is inherited from him.

It is because of his inheritance that

I have the ability to contend with many difficulties now."

Walter raised his hand gently,

as if he was feeling the power from his ancestors flowing through his body,

"At the same time,

becoming a person like Joe Zai Yis has always been my goal.

I long to be like him,

protecting humanity with my own power,

and working tirelessly for justice and peace."

Carrying the power of 300,000 souls,

what a heavy responsibility and mission it must be,

just like carrying a towering mountain,

even more than the weight of a pseudo-death black hole that can crush space.

This heaviness,

is not just a physical pressure,

but also a heavy responsibility deep in the heart.

At this time,

Even March 7, who was always full of playfulness on weekdays,

seemed to be infected by this solemn atmosphere,

put away the liveliness and playfulness of the past,

sat there with full concentration,

listening attentively to Walter's epic story from the past,

as if the whole world was left with only Walter's low and affectionate voice,

leading everyone to step into the long river of history that had been sealed for a long time. .