Wizard he really doesn't want to roll [Rebirth]

Lin Xiaoming's words made Lu Jinchao speechless for a long time.

He understood that what Lin Xiaoming said was right, if power is not led and controlled, it is easy to go astray.

It's just that he has never led so many people, and all the previous schemes were almost done in private with his companions.

But since the responsibility has fallen on the body, we must do our best.

The sentry could clearly hear the ongoing discussion in the auditorium below. The bishop, nuns and priests were exchanging opinions, and it was obvious that most of them had been persuaded by Lu Jinchao.

This is another ally they have won after years of hard work.

From the very beginning, Lin Xiaoming knew that he and Lu Jinchao were two completely different people.

They are completely opposite in many aspects of personality, experience, and point of view. They obviously should not have any intersection, but they are like two stages of a magnet, exuding a fatal mutual attraction.

In his previous life, Lin Xiaoming only thought about relying on his own strength and could not trust anyone else. However, no matter how strong the Dark Sentinel is, how can one person fight against the huge Federation?

And Lu Jinchao gave him a brand new answer.

They seized this rare relaxation time, leaning on the balcony railing, looking at the snowy scenery in the distance and chatting about some trivial matters.

Half an hour later, the snow started to fall heavily, and the two of them returned to the warm room. After many years, Tang Jinglin finally regained his identity as the backbone of the Walk Out faction, and made intensive preparations with Margaret. .

The effect of Lu Jinchao's preaching was very good, and even many people from the retention faction changed their minds.

Before, they didn't know what the situation outside was like, and they were unwilling to take greater risks. But now, precious information has been transmitted to the closed planet, bringing new hope.

Maybe... it's really time to leave.

Only some old antiques insisted on refusing to let go for the sake of face, especially those few backbones of the Survival Faction, who once jointly sealed Lu Jinchao's guide.

They thought they were hiding it, but they didn't know that Lu Jinchao and Lin Xiaoming had sensed their identities through mental fluctuations as early as the first time they saw it.

The old people headed by Father Jacques insisted that leaving hastily like this violated the ancestral precepts.

Since they came here following r's deduction at the beginning, now that they decide to leave, they should let the most advanced artificial intelligence make the final deduction, after all, that is the "god" they believe in.

These time-delaying tricks annoyed Lu Jinchao from the bottom of his heart, like a harmful springtail that had to jump in front of his eyes to refresh his sense of existence.

"Restarting R will consume a lot of energy, and the nearby towns will even collectively lose power." Margaret frowned, "When is it, and you still have to make trouble for us?"

Father Durand: "Besides, the results deduced by r may not be correct. When it let us leave to come to the planet made by eclipse creatures, it probably didn't count that the planet will fall into a crisis of collapse today."

"They just don't want things to go so smoothly."

Tang Jinglin said lightly: "Forget it, let's meet their demands, and find a reason to make trouble later."

"With sufficient preliminary information, if r's procedure is normal, he should also make a decision to leave. After all, staying here is really equivalent to waiting for death."

Lu Jin paused and asked, "How much energy is needed to restart it?"

Bishop Margaret replied: "A lot. The price of high computing power is high energy consumption. Basically, the energy of six or seven nearby towns must be supplied to it."

"This planet is not an energy planet in the first place. Due to the climate conditions, the means to obtain energy are quite limited. This is one of the reasons why the parents decided to close r."

Lin Xiaoming said: "There are still some bright iridium ores on our spaceship, which should be able to restart r without affecting the electricity consumption of residents."

"Let's try it first." Lu Jinchao gently pushed him, "Try to solve the matter as quickly as possible."

Lin Xiaoming nodded: "Then I'll drive the spaceship over."

Their spaceship is still standing next to the church managed by Tang Jinglin, and r's main engine is deep in the Flange Cathedral at the foot.

Under the leadership of the nuns, Lin Xiaoming went back to Tang Jinglin's church and drove the spaceship over. On the way, he passed the auditorium where the meeting was held, and all the clergy who came to participate in the meeting did not leave.

Now is a critical moment for their future destiny. In the days when history will be witnessed, everyone is extremely excited, discussing their ideas with colleagues around them.

Even though he didn't make a sound, Lin Xiaoming's appearance made him the focus again.

A sentinel who appeared in the guide world also combined with Lu Jinchao. For this group of guides who have been away from the outside world for a hundred years, the word combination is so unfamiliar.

He walked through the auditorium in silence, and when he passed by, the four backbone members of the Resurrection faction who were gathering together stopped talking, and their expressions were all very ugly.

Lin Xiaoming walked past without looking sideways, as if he didn't notice anything, and acted as if he didn't know that they were the culprits who sealed Lu Jinchao back then.

The moment his figure disappeared in the auditorium, his voice gradually became louder again.

"There should be many such sentries outside, but we are guides and can control them."

"It seems to be true. This sentry seems to listen to Tang Jinglin's son very much."

All the noisy voices reached Lin Xiaoming's ears, and the guides made a wrong estimate of the sensitivity of the sentinel's five senses.

His pace was still as usual, and soon, he heard the voice he wanted.

"Wait a minute, what does this smell like?"

"...Ugh, it smells so bad."

"Anyone have a stomachache?"

The auditorium suddenly became noisier. As the smell molecules spread, everyone smelled the smell one after another and couldn't help but cover their mouths and noses.

His eyes scanned the surroundings, looking for the source of the smell, and finally settled on a few stalwarts of the Survivor faction not far away.

At this moment, the complexions of the four people became extremely ugly, and an unknown rancid smell was exuding from all over their bodies.

As the source of the stench, they themselves could not bear it until they were about to pass out.

They are the most powerful group of guides. In the space woven by this spiritual field, no detail can escape perception, but...but what's going on now?

How could they suddenly emit a stench? !

With disgusted eyes, the four hurriedly left the auditorium to deal with their problems.

However, the smell refused to dissipate for a long time, and the rest of the guides couldn't bear it anymore, and while secretly complaining in their hearts, they went to other places to continue talking.

Four hours later, Lin Xiaoming drove the spaceship back to the Frank Cathedral.

As soon as the hatch was opened, he could smell the faint smell in the air. Obviously, his little toy played its role perfectly.

With just a thought, Lu Jinchao knew that he had returned.

It is no longer necessary to condense mental power into beards, and to touch the sentry to perform sensory adjustments. The existence of the spiritual link makes the two closely connected.

The sense of smell was reduced to the lowest level by Lu Jinchao. Lin Xiaoming walked into the church with the lingering smell unchanged, carrying a suitcase. The accompanying nun couldn't help complaining, and raised her hand to cover her nose.

Lu Jin, who was waiting on the third floor, put down his teacup, raised his eyes and said, "Xiaoming is back."

"Get ready." Tang Jinglin stood up, and the girl beside him looked at the closed door curiously, "Did you sense someone coming?"

Lu Jinchao explained to her: "After the combination, a spiritual link will be established between the sentinel guides, just like the souls of two people have merged into one, and they can directly feel many states of each other."

The girl nodded and sighed, "It's amazing..."

She looks about seventeen or eighteen years old, her name is Henrietta, and she is a descendant of one of the founders, Letitia.

After the cathedral was completed that year, many bishops made the decision to close r, and they locked r sleeping in the church underground. The keys were divided into three pieces, which were kept by the three founders.

Among them, Tang Huai's key is in the hands of his grandson Tang Jinglin, Ambrose's key is placed in the shrine at the top of the Frank Cathedral, and Letitia also passed the key to the descendants of ordinary people.

After deciding to restart R, Tang Jinglin immediately contacted Letitia's descendants. Henrietta lived in a nearby town and came here faster than Lin Xiaoming.

"Actually, there are many more miraculous things." Lu Jinchao smiled at her, "Have you never awakened?"

"Yeah." Henrietta nodded, "Although the guide has superpowers like spiritual power, it feels good to be an ordinary person. It is said that the grandmother often fell into depression because she could sense the emotions from others. During the process, it was extremely painful, so none of my family members chose to be guides."

They walked out of the room while talking, and met Lin Xiaoming when they went downstairs, and the group went to the underground dark room.

Other guides who were still in the church received the news and came one after another.

The deduction of r needs to be carried out under the supervision of everyone, so as to prevent those old guys from accusing them of cheating after the results come out.

The entrance of the darkroom is at the end of a specially made passage. The four walls of the passage are made of barrier stones, which strictly shield the detection of mental power, prevent mental power from interfering with the calculation of the precision system, and also prevent r from becoming a tool for some people with a heart .

The gate is made of special metal, and its shape is quite unpretentious. Just looking at its dark appearance, one would never think that it stores the most advanced artificial intelligence in the human world.

The door has a petal-shaped recess that acts as a keyhole.

"It's here." Tang Jinglin came to the gate, took off the pendant on his chest, and pressed a third of the pieces into the groove.

And Bishop Job, one of the leaders of the Remaining faction, put in the key that belonged to Ambrose, which he took from the top of the church.

Bishop Job was not among the four people who were retaliated by Lin Xiaoming, otherwise, the smell on his body would be enough to make everyone stay away.

It also means that he did not participate in the actions against Tang Jinglin and Molly.

Not everyone is willing to use shady tactics against those who disagree, and in a society with many people, it is normal to have several different voices.

Henrietta dug the family piece into the final gap and took two steps back.

After a dull sound, the machine started to run, and the door, which had been covered in dust for a hundred years, finally opened slowly again under the gaze of everyone.

Dust floated up as everyone entered. Some people coughed from choking, and hurriedly covered their mouths and noses. The temperature here is obviously lower than other places.

Going down the spiral staircase and bypassing the central stone pillar, Lu Jinchao finally saw the giant main engine buried tens of meters underground.

Thousands of years ago, during the Old Earth period, humans created the world's first computer, a vacuum tube computer named Eniac, which weighed more than 30 tons and was as big as three classrooms.

The machine in front of him was even bigger than this. It was a cylinder as a whole, supporting the floor and ceiling of the underground space like a load-bearing column.

Numerous lines and screens stretch out, making it look like a tree composed of electronic components, growing silently in a silent place.

The buttons on the operation panel in front are quite complicated. Lu Jin walked over and heard Tang Jinglin say: "They dismantled the host of R into parts, and reassembled it when they arrived."

Everyone present, no matter how old or young, saw r's real body for the first time. Over the years, it has been worshiped as a god, bringing guidance and hope to people on the planet.

And now it is sleeping before the eyes, casting shadows as the lights turn on.