Endless Debt.

Chapter 863

After twists and turns, Bologo came to an internal office with a stack of documents. Unlike the mess outside, this place has not been affected, and it is very well preserved. Everything is so neat, as if the owner of the office Just left not long ago.

The secondary goal has been achieved, and the slender sword oil to be used for combat experiments has been harvested. At this time, the secret laboratory is no longer important to Bologo, but in order to avoid bumping into security personnel when going out, Boluo Ge still decided to stay here for a while.

After being free, Bologo investigated the secret laboratory to see what Mamo was researching in hiding here before evacuating, and soon a word that made Burlogo very curious appeared on the whiteboard.

Raymond Guyton.

Bologo looked suspiciously at the content on the whiteboard. Most of the writing on it was blurred and intertwined with many technical terms. After reading for a while, Bologo began to feel that he was illiterate.

Combining the information on the whiteboard, Burlogo rummaged through the box again, put together more documents and materials, picked some content that he could read and understand, and combined with his talent for overthinking, tried to reconstruct the scene back then .

A few minutes later, Burrogo was sitting on a chair with sweat profusely, his face bitter.

He is indeed illiterate. Even if he tried to overthink, Borrog didn't get much information, but he could barely read it. Before the Cylinder invasion, Mamo had been secretly researching things related to the Void Realm.

Borrog muttered to himself, "Ramon Gayton...is he studying Raymond Gayton?"

Raymond Gayton is the name of the sacred city, but in the eyes of scholars, it is more used to refer to the huge imaginary domain covering the sacred city.

Scholars admire that sacred city, and Raymond Gayton, as its imaginary domain, is even more of a miraculous existence.

Boluo Ge is not a scholar, so it is difficult to understand their fanaticism, but judging from the piles of documents, Mamo has invested countless hours in Void Realm.

I can't understand it, I can't understand it at all. It is obvious that Bologo knows every single word, but when they are connected together, it becomes some kind of strange spell. Apart from knowing that this is the Void Realm, Bologo knows , is completely incomprehensible.

Bologo began to miss Aimiao again. Relying on the secret power Heart Overlapping, Aimiao is not only a partner who can give all-round boosts, a companion who can relieve boredom, but also a "higher knowledge" translator.

"The Kenshi comes from Raymond Gayton, just like its derivatives, it is in the second class."

Burrog read reluctantly, "From the Reclamation Chamber back to Raymond Gayton's design, we can glimpse King Solomon's greatness."

Then there are various praises to King Solomon. He is not a god, but in the eyes of scholars, he is already close to a god.

"Bologo?"

A call came from the corridor, and then Freya walked over.

"Oh, have you rested?" Bologo saw that Freya was in good spirits.

"Ah."

Freya nodded, noticing the documents beside Burrog, "What are you looking at?"

"Some research materials are related to the imaginary domain," Bologo said again, "but I can't understand them, these things are too complicated."

Burrogo asked suddenly, "Can you understand this thing?"

From a few words with Freya, we can understand that Freya's internship work is related to scholars, plus her familiarity with the secret laboratory... Maybe she really worked as an assistant for a respected scholar before Woolen cloth?
After all, being able to come to the Bureau of Order for an internship at such a young age, in addition to his own outstanding ability, should also be related to Freya's background. Bologo is considering whether to ask Freya's surname, as long as he knows her surname, to a certain extent You can judge her parentage.

"I'll take a look."

Freya's eyes lit up, it always feels good to be needed.

"They are researching a virtual domain named Raymond Gayton, and created...the Kenshi from this virtual domain, which is the virtual domain we are in."

Freya was very surprised, she did not have permission to access this kind of information.

"Go on, Freya translates." Burrog joked.

"This part of the research is about whether the virtual domain has consciousness."

"Do you have self-awareness?"

"The imaginary domain is essentially to implant a large alchemy matrix into an area, turning it into an extraordinary area independent of the mortal world."

Burrog nodded lightly. He had already understood this part, and even said that because of overthinking, he connected it with the devil's land.

Like some kind of wonderful mapping.

"Just like building a high-rise building, when the first scholars built the imaginary domain, they laid the foundation stone and built a basic framework for it, and the latecomers continued to add bricks and tiles on the foundation stone and within the framework, so that the imaginary domain continued to expand. There are more functions and more complex properties."

High-rise buildings are not built in a day. In the past years, through the efforts of countless scholars, today's virtual domain is completely different from the original virtual domain.

"He...they are researching, can they make the reclamation room more intelligent?"

Freya was shocked by Mamo's thoughts.

"what?"

Burrog was also frightened.

Intelligence, in other words, self-awareness.

Bologo is too aware of the troubles that will be caused by giving a dead object self-awareness, such as the disorder of the time axis caused by Amy at that time.

Aimu was better. At that time, she was just an alchemy puppet, a little deformed child longing for father's love, but now Mamo's research is actually to endow Kenshi with intelligence.

This is a very different concept.

Freya picked up a notebook full of sticky notes, flipped a page deftly, handed it to Burlogo, and showed him.

"Look at this."

Bologo read the text on it, "The reason why the sacred city is so great is that King Solomon seems to have endowed it with intelligence. Even if King Solomon is dead and the sacred city is destroyed, Raymond Gayton still relies on his broken body , continue to resist."

"No one thought that the sacred city would also have a day of destruction... So, what about the reclamation room?
Will Kenshi stand forever? "

Bologo's heart was completely suspended. He picked up the secondary target list and compared the handwriting of the two. At this moment, he could be sure that these words were indeed written by Mamo.

"God..."

Bologo sighed in a low voice, the nervousness revealed in the text was exactly the same as that of TEDA back then.

Fortunately, many years have passed since the Secret War, and Mamo seems to be normal now. As the first minister of the sublimation core, the Glorious One, he may have controlled himself.

"What the hell are you thinking, Mamo?"

Bologo couldn't help being puzzled. He suddenly felt that Mamo had asked him to collect the group photo on purpose, so as to let him know about it.

Why didn't he say so?Mamo could have told himself before Bologo sneaked into the ruins that he had done reckless actions many years ago, such as trying to give the reclamation room intelligence.

"All of this is still in the theoretical stage," Freya interrupted Borrog's thoughts, "it's all concepts and speculations, without specific implementation."

After hearing this, Bologo breathed a sigh of relief, and then he guessed why Mamo didn't tell him clearly.

"Wait a mininute."

Burlogo started rummaging again. To be precise, it was a big search. He stuffed all the documents, notes, records, etc. he could find into this office.

"What are you looking for?" Freya asked, "I can help you."

"I'm looking for an icon," Bologo said without raising his head. "The icon of the scepter and sword is the sign of the decision-making room, which means that the document has passed the approval of the decision-making room."

Although she was an intern, Freya quickly realized the seriousness of the problem.

"What do you think?" She couldn't help covering her mouth.

"I think Mamo didn't even get approval from the decision-making room when he was researching these things," Bologo said belatedly. "That's why this place is called a secret laboratory!"

"Damn it, if this is the truth, with Mamo's knowledge of the reclamation room, it is not impossible to avoid the eyes of the decision-making room," Bologo continued, "The destruction of the sacred city stimulated him, and he was afraid of the reclamation room. room to repeat it all.”

One message after another popped up in my mind.

"The prototype of the reclamation room is Raymond Gayton. Since King Solomon can do it, why can't he do it? Even a superficial imitation is enough."

Burrog spoke faster and faster, and overthinking showed its power at this moment.

Suddenly, Bologo stopped. He stood in a pile of messy papers. Bologo still couldn't find the icon he wanted, and he muttered involuntarily.

"The Cylinder invasion interrupted Mamo's research, and caused the secret laboratory to fall into the ruins. Mamo's years of painstaking efforts disappeared."

Bologo looked down at the ether line around his waist. It was cut off by the security staff first, and then escaped in the subsequent battle. Now it is reconnected to Bologo, but at this time it has become extremely unstable. The changes are endless, as if it will be completely broken in the next second.

"What do you want me to do, Mamo."

Burrog demanded, "Recover your research for you?"

Before the words fell, a ridiculous idea rose in Burlogo's mind.

"Or, help you ruin all this and pretend nothing happened. After all, you did this kind of thing without telling the decision-making room. Your purity and loyalty will be questioned."

Burrog remembered the blurry black-and-white photo.

"You will not be able to reach the illusory heaven in the multitude."

(End of this chapter)