Alice's Dream Club

Of course the dislocation is what Alice looks like, but the current information is indeed enough to make Lynch's jaw drop.

Using the information of two mapped galaxies to squeeze out one or more vesicle-like spaces, only ghosts can understand this principle?

Alice knew that Lynch would be entangled in the principle, so she made a simple and easy-to-understand simulation.

Two soap bubbles floated in front of Lynch flickeringly. Under the action of external force, the soap bubbles came into contact and squeezed each other.

However, after the soap bubbles are squeezed, they don't die together. Hesitating the compatibility of the foundation, some very tiny extra foams are formed on both sides of the squeezed surface.

Their raw materials come from two huge soap bubbles, their outer skins are more fragile and transparent, and they are constantly forming and breaking along the extrusion surface with continuous pressure.

"Do you understand the principle now? You mark the material of soap bubbles as information clusters. Two soap bubbles are two universes."

Such a simple and clear metaphor shows that Lynch understood it at the time.

But he still had problems that came with it.

"In any case, those small information spaces still have the information representations of the two universes, and they can't be considered independent, right? And the more serious question is-after everything is ready, how do we operate? One-click reinstallation for fools There has to be a start-up process.”

"I don't know that."

Alice was heartless for a second, and she played with the two soap bubbles like a child with a new toy.

"The planning and arrangement are all arranged by you, so you can only rely on yourself for the rest. I am just your assistant."

The original good news turned into a dead end at this moment.

But in general, at least the direction of thinking about resetting is correct, and this road has almost been opened up, the difference is the last kick.

Lynch guessed that after arriving in the independent space, there should be a solution. If it was him, he would put how to restart it in the relevant places of those independent spaces that are constantly flickering.

Putting this matter aside for the time being, Lynch shifted his focus to another matter.

Since Chaos can perceive its own actions, it will definitely make some obstructive arrangements now that everything is clear.

Passive defense is never as good as an active attack. In order to avoid further damage and hindrance to Chaos and the Jishihui's plan, Lynch decided to let Alice analyze the past actions of the Jishihui to infer where they might exist.

Then, take the initiative to suppress Chaos and Jishihui, so as to better implement their plans.

After receiving the hint, Alice naturally returned to her room for closed-door analysis. Lynch also encouraged Alice and returned to the legendary "hell".

It didn't take long to talk to Death Song and Alice in total, and the battle situation on the hell side is unlikely to change significantly.

The monks and demon hunters are still suppressing these cruel and good-for-nothing creatures in the home of the demons. At first glance, their side is still in the upper hand, but in fact Lynch has found that his side has a faint performance of powerlessness.

The environment in hell is extremely harsh. Although the monks are powerful, they need sufficient spiritual energy to maintain the endurance of the battle. There is no such thing as spiritual energy in hell, and there are only scorching heat and dry land.

Demon hunters also need to replenish energy and materials, and they are different from the copper-skinned iron bones of monks. In addition to fighting demons, even if they have corresponding equipment protection, the environment itself will cause them a certain degree of damage. The witcher's medical team is also in short supply, and the work of temporary treatment is almost unable to keep up.

Naturally, Lynch intends to help, whether he takes the initiative or assists in treatment, it can relieve the pressure on monks and demon hunters.

He came to the temporary headquarters and faced the wartime commanders of both sides.

It is still necessary to do something by yourself to say hello, otherwise it is easy to make mistakes.

When he saw the commander-in-chief, Lynch's expression was a bit confused, not that there was anything wrong with Mu Rongfu and Sinthia as the joint conductor, what made him feel weird was the kind of expression that Mu Rongfu expressed to Sinthia. Feel.

He always shifts his gaze to Sinthia when he is issuing instructions or discussing tactics, his eyes seem blurred and ethereal, and generally speaking, this old man may find his second spring on the battlefield up.

Of course, Sinthia could feel his fiery gaze, because Mu Rongfu didn't hide anything.

Sensing Lynch's presence, she immediately left the tent of the command post and came to Lynch.

"Sir... I seem to be in trouble..."

Lynch thought that Sinthia's actual age should be older than himself, but now she is acting like a child who seeks help from the elders in the family - think about it, after all, when this girl was liberated, she was Like a blank sheet of paper.

"You mean Mu Rongfu?"

"Well," replied, and Cinthia suddenly stopped mentioning her own predicament, "Speaking of which, what is the master's order this time?"

"I don't have anything to say, I just want to ask you for your opinions. I can help you recover temporarily to relieve the current fatigue and resource shortage. I don't know what you think."

To Lynch's surprise, Sinthia categorically rejected Lynch's proposal.

"No need, if we can't figure it out by ourselves at this hour, then we won't be able to become Mr.'s assistant in the future."

Lynch was also worried about the standard brazen speech.

Although it is a good thing to be self-motivated, good things should not be delayed because of one's own strength.

Fortunately, Cynthia showed their own solution.

Following Sinthia's gesture, Lynch saw the huge drilling-like devices not far away. The drill bits made of high heat-resistant materials discharged the magma from the well. Along with the devices connected to the huge pipelines above, some small Substances are picked and delivered to a factory building.

"I asked the monks. The aura they use comes from the planet itself. The end of the age of mythology and the rise of the industrial age did not make things like aura disappear, and the so-called exhaustion of aura in the end of the age does not meet the definition of energy conservation. , so there must be a transfer channel for the increasingly thinning aura."

Squinting his eyes slightly to look at those pipes, Lynch raised his eyebrows suddenly.

"Are those spiritual energy crystals dug out?"

"That's right," Sinthia nodded, "Similarly, this is an underground world after all, and it will store a large amount of raw ore and other resources, so there is no need for you to help us with resources and supplies. The downturn is only a vacuum period in which resources have not been completely transformed."

After being shown his confidence, Lynch stopped talking about helping.

Compared with Purdue's life as a savior, he prefers to see an ethnic group and a civilization face all difficulties relying on their own strength. This is the resilience of an ethnic group and the most precious "potential" they have.

There is nothing more valuable than the "development potential" and "resilience" of a group.

These qualities are priceless treasures.

Lynch naturally started to take care of Sinthia's personal affairs, since Sinthia is a good girl with a sad past, although he doesn't object to Mu Rongfu's admiration, but he has to talk to him no matter what Talk about being too explicit.

——Is there anyone who is so eager to chase girls?

When Mu Rongfu was found, Mu Xinyi was already there, and he seemed to have said something to his daughter. At this moment, he was sitting in the corner with his legs crossed, and Mu Xinyi was looking at him with her hips crossed. Carry out shepherd-style education: shouting and kicking, the kind that doesn't exert any effort.

Dimly leaning over, what he heard turned out to be about Sinthia.

"... You old and unrefined, let me tell you what you want? Huh? When is this, are you still thinking about other girls? Yes, I understand, you are single after my mother left For such a long time, someone must always be by my side. Do you think I objected to you finding a stepmother for me? I even advised you to find a stepmother quickly.

"But is this the time to do something like this? You won't wait until this is over!?"

"...Isn't it easy to die suddenly by planting the flag beforehand..."

At that time, Mu Xinyi kicked her.

That Mu Rongfu was trembling, how pitiful and miserable he was, he was simply a miserable person who was bullied by bullies.

Having said this, Mu Rongfu didn't hide any more, his voice sank, and the haze of recalling the past once again appeared in his eyes.

"Sinthia... looks exactly like your mother..."

Without waiting for Mu Xinyi and Lynch who was listening to show a shocked expression, he continued to add.

"Actually, I don't mean what you said, but seeing her voice and appearance, I always accidentally remind me of your mother..."

After finishing speaking, he took out the photo of Mu Xinyi's mother.

Until now, Mu Xinyi recalled why Sinthia always looked so familiar.

——The cardboard people at home used to have exactly the same face!

Mommy...

This is the only thought in Mu Xinyi's mind at this moment.

"Half! Immortal! Can you speak in my head without telepathy!"

"Hey, sorry, sorry," Lynch touched his nose and appeared from the side, "The reality was a little too shocking, so I couldn't help it, I'm sorry..."

Apologizing to Mu Xinyi, Lin Qi turned to look at Mu Rongfu.

"Your daughter will tell you about the actual situation of Sinthia. You can decide whether to ask Sinthia about the rest of the matter. I mainly want to remind you that she is a serious girl no matter what. , when you peek, make something technical, don't be so obvious."

"...Why do I always feel that what you said is not right?"

Ignoring Mu Xinyi's complaints, Lynch greeted Mu Xinyi.

"We've made progress here, come back and help if you're not busy."