The energy core that glowed slightly flew up automatically and returned to the disk, but it was slightly suspended.
"Buzz" the light in the whole room suddenly brightened, and the lighting source brightened because the energy was too weak and dimmed.
"Cheng" Thurnhill was pleasantly surprised: "You can make the spaceship fly."
Now I was even more depressed, and I heard the voice of "Thought": "Your energy can indeed make the spaceship take off and let the elves return to their hometown, but according to my calculations, after you inject the energy, you will also lose this strangeness."
The power.”
Cheng Qianxun was stunned: "You can speak my language" Naturally, Thurnhill could only understand her language: "Cheng, what are your thoughts saying?"
"Thought" actually spoke Chinese: "What you just gave me gave me the energy to decipher your language.
Obviously, it is a very advanced life form that has the ability to understand all languages.
I estimate that their ability Better than the elves."
She sneered: "It's so powerful.
It's amazing how advanced the technology of the elves is."
Now Thernhill felt that she could not understand anything when talking to "Thought" before.
Look at her and guess as best you can.
"Thought" seems to be a bit curious: "Can I ask some questions about this high-level life form?"
"No" she rejected immediately.
"Then..."
After hesitating, he said something in Elvish.
"Okay, as long as you feel it is necessary."
Thurnhill turned around, and a passage appeared on the platform.
Direct access to the energy room.
"I want to chat with you alone for a while, I'll be outside."
After the instruction, Thurnhill walked out.
She was left alone with this "thought" that was probably just a program.
Let’s get straight to the point: “What do you want to tell me?”
"Can you give me a little more energy?
I have been absorbing energy through light, but you also know that this is obviously not enough, so just add a little more."
The thought seemed to be pleading.
It wouldn't hurt to give a little more, so she summoned some mana, and a ray of light spread out from her fingers.
Like smoke, the energy core that is still suspended is injected into it.
"Thank you, I feel more energetic."
"Thought" thanked you and said: "I really want to know what kind of life form you are.
I checked.
Your genes are different from any other living things.
The elves are different, more similar to humans. " "Then what are you?"
she asked.
"According to what you think, I am a program.
But I am a living program.
I can think for myself and learn to evolve.
I was created to serve the elves."
My thoughts are no different from those of ordinary creatures: "I I have been waiting here for a hundred thousand years.
Fortunately, the elves have not forgotten me.
Otherwise, I would have been waiting alone until the creatures found me."
She is an undead, resurrected for the purpose of testing, but this "thought" has been waiting here for a hundred thousand years.
The fact that it can say the word "lonely" proves that it knows what loneliness is.
If it were her, she would be here, waiting alone in the dark.
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Not to mention one hundred thousand years, one hundred years would be almost crazy.
About "thoughts" are programs.
It's probably not crazy, just a program error.
"It's really pitiful."
She injected a little more mana into the energy core as a way to comfort her "thoughts".
"Thank you" thought to thank you again.
"You're welcome.
I have nothing to do.
I'll leave first."
She wanted to slip away as quickly as possible, turned around and flew away.
"Wait a minute."
Thought tried to stop her, but she pretended not to hear and flew out.
Before the "click" could fly out, the door was closed.
She stopped and looked at the closed door: "Open it, you know, you can't stop me."
"I know, please forgive me for being rude, can you help the elves and use your magic power to let the elves go home."
The voice of Thought was somewhat pleading, and its voice was set to a younger one, which sounded a little bit younger.
It has no lethality, it's pitiful.
She asked: "My mana is fully injected, can it still be restored?"
After thinking for a while, he answered: "I don't know.
It may be temporary, or it may be permanent, it depends on what setting is given to you by the advanced being that you don't want to talk about."
"No."
She flatly refused.
"But only you can save them.
The tree is dead and cannot regenerate.
After ten years, they will be old.
After fifty, they will all die of old age.
Their only hope is to return to their hometown.
Help them, you can do it To."
Thoughts are pleading.
She said firmly: "No, open the door, or I will open it."
"Poof" the door opened and she strode out.
"Cheng" Thurnhill, who was waiting outside, saw her come out and walked out along the corridor.
Quickly follow up: "What's wrong?"
"Please, only you can save them."
Thoughts seemed to be everywhere in the spacecraft, and the voice followed him like a shadow.
"No, absolutely no" she refused firmly and continued to move forward.
"Please," thought continued.
"No" Along the way, the elves who were doing the moving work saw her refusing, and "Thought" came with words that they couldn't understand, and the tone was pleading.
"No" she stopped and took a deep breath: "Stop talking."
"Cheng, what's going on?"
Thurnhill, who had been following him, couldn't understand what was going on.
No, definitely not.
She spoke earnestly to "Thought": "I can't.
I admire and sympathize with you for waiting here for a hundred thousand years and finally waiting for the master you serve.
And I can't promise you anything because of this.
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You have your responsibility.
And I have mine.”
The thought was silent for a while and asked: "Then tell me, apart from saving a race that is about to decline, is there anything more important than this?"
She calmly replied: "Save three races."
After saying that, with the surprise of Thernhill and other elves, she walked towards the barrier.
Her thoughts did not stop her and let her walk out.
Cheng Qianxun sat not far from the barrier, sitting silently.
And the barrier has never been closed again, even if there are no elves.
Thernhill came over and sat next to her.
Neither of them spoke.
Just sit in silence.
After an unknown amount of time, Thurnhill spoke: "You really can't help us."
She did nothing because what she said would be cruel.
Not for an elf clan.
She has forgotten her mission.
If she loses her magic power, how will she survive the next test?
"Please think again and help us.
You are right.
You are the only one who can help us now."
Thurnhill stood up, dragging his long robe.
Go to the spaceship barrier.
Even entering the spaceship is not directly through the gate, but through the barrier, which should be a kind of space transfer; The spaceship is equipped with a special energy source.
Interstellar travel can be accomplished with just an energy core that is less than a slap in the face; There is also an artificial program that is almost alive.
But her magic power is needed to save the elves who have lost the tree of nature. . .
There was a wry smile on her lips.
I sat there until Omrod came over to remind me that it would be dark outside soon, and I realized that I hadn’t eaten lunch yet.
Anyway.
Fill your stomach first and then talk.
Fly out.
Caught a fish and grilled it.
I felt full even after taking a few bites.
A bad mood will affect her appetite, but this is not the time for her to be pretentious.
She bites the bullet and eats hard, eating one third of the fish before she stops.
Saw a lynx-like cat.
Zheng looked at her with saliva, so he threw the remaining fish to it.
Back inside the ruins.
Alandel is sitting on the top of the spacecraft waiting.
When he saw her coming back, he stood up and went to greet her.
"Where have all the elves gone?"
Cheng Qianxun looked around, and there was no one around except Alan Daier.
"They are all in the spaceship.
Thought has arranged a place for all our elves to live.
His Majesty ordered me to wait here for you to come back."
Alandel should know nothing about what happened before, otherwise according to her character, she would have been killed long ago.
I'll find out what's going on.
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She followed Alandel into the barrier, and after passing the barrier, she entered the spacecraft.
"Because I want to save energy as much as possible, I can only ask you to take a few more steps, otherwise I will directly connect to your room."
Thoughts seemed to be becoming more and more polite.
Just don't mention it again, otherwise I'd rather sleep outside.
She followed the guidance of the weak indicator light that came on from time to time on the wall and walked forward.
"Come in."
It's a bit like closing the elevator door, and the door to the room opens.
Alandel's mission was completed and she left.
Walking in, there was a metal bed.
One hundred thousand years ago, the ancestors of the elves also lay on this bed and arrived here from their homeland.
Even if there is a bedding on it, it will turn into ashes in a hundred thousand years.
Even if a stone will weather over a hundred thousand years, only special metals can last that long.
Cheng Qianxun wrapped himself in a cloak and lay down.
"Your name is Cheng, right?"
The thoughts began to get closer: "You are very good.
I can see that Thurnhill is attracted to you."
"You call it thought, right?
Can you shut up?
It's just a program.
How do you know emotions?"
She spoke rudely and left no room.
"I don't know about love.
But when he sees you, his blood pressure rises a little, his heart beats a little faster, his pupils shrink slightly, and there are many subtle changes that can be judged.
Elves and humans are actually similar, at least in terms of emotions.
The reactions are all the same."
The words she thought made her dumbfounded.
"Okay, so what if he is a little interested in me?
Are you secretly observing me?
Take my blood pressure, check my heartbeat, etc."
"Necessary tests are needed to know the physical condition of the visitor.
But I know that you are different and you probably don't like to be studied, so I didn't continue."
Thought apologized politely: "I hope this didn't offend. you."
Too lazy to argue, she hugged herself tightly: "I'm tired.
I'm going to sleep.
I'll tell you what I want to say tomorrow."
"Wait a little while to sleep.
I know you haven't reached your limit yet and you should still have some energy."
Sometimes I really want to beat this program, but I can't: "I want you to see something."
"Hurry up then, I'm very sleepy."
She became impatient.
Suddenly a wall on one side lit up and became translucent. . .
On the other side of the wall, there was a vaguely tall man with an extremely slender figure. . .
When the wall becomes more and more transparent, you can even hear the slight sound of water. . .
Thought: "Your Majesty is trying out the shower system."
It was Thurnhill, standing there, using the shower-like bathroom.
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At present, only his face appears the clearest, the rest is like frosted cellophane, vague and unclear, with only a rough outline.
When he raised his hand, he gently rubbed his neck. . .
Close your eyes and face the spilled water. . .
It is a painting that will never be forgotten. . .
It wasn't even at the restricted level, but even seeing this made her eyes almost fall out.
Even if the emotion is revealed when thinking and speaking, it is slightly mechanical: "According to the standards of humans and elves, Thernhill is beautiful.
He has lived for a long time.
Without the tree of nature, he will age quite quickly.
Don't you want to see Will his blond hair turn into silver hair in ten years, and wrinkles will cover his entire face?
As long as he can go back, he will always be like this until the natural end. " She was reluctant to let such a beauty grow old, but she couldn't. . .
She moved her eyes elsewhere, not wanting to look again.
Thoughts probably felt that this was not enough, and threw out another heavyweight: "As long as you help us, he will definitely thank you.
If you want to see him clearly, you can do it..."
"No" she shouted, covering her forehead with her hands, lowering her head, and said feebly: "No, really no, actually you don't have to do this.
Because of your request, I simply can't do it, there's no way I can do it.
You can kill me, but until the end, I can’t give up any chance to win.”
"Why?"
My mind asked calmly at this time, as if without a trace of emotion: "I don't understand what you said about giving up on us in order to save three races.
Humans can continue to live on this planet, and the orcs have been eliminated by you long ago. , what other races exist?"
The corner of her mouth was slightly bitter: "If you are not here, you also know that the universe is very, very big."
"I understand..."
Si thought was silent for a while and said: "But I still hope you can help us.
Your three races are not here now, in a place that I can't see or know.
If you help We, even if our abilities are limited, will help you as much as possible, even if it costs our lives."
The elves have indeed reached the end of their rope.
Instead of waiting to die like this, they might as well give it a last try.
"Please let me think about it."
That's all she could say, otherwise, she wouldn't be able to sleep well tonight.
Might as well go out and sleep and regret coming back.
"Okay, I wish you a sweet dream."
There was no voice in his thoughts, but. . .
The wall opened.
Fortunately, Thurnhill had finished washing and put on a robe.
When the wall opened, I was a little surprised and saw her sitting on the bed, so I came over and said, "Cheng, why are you here?
This wall..."
She smiled bitterly, it must have been uglier than crying.
What's this?
I'm already upset enough, and you're trying to seduce her with such a beautiful woman
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