Son of the Tower

Chapter 590 The Past ([-])

The mentor came to the scene through the transmission channel. When he arrived, all the supernatural beings saluted him.As survivors of the old era, sages will be respected whether they are in the East or West.

"Mars, you are at the front with me." The mentor said as he stood in front of the gate. He pulled out a data interface from his arm and inserted it into the data port next to the gate.

"Your Excellency, can the database be restarted?" The person in charge of this operation came over, looking a little cautious.

"The database is somewhat damaged, but it can still be woken up. I must first deal with the bad sectors of the database." After the instructor finished speaking, his left eye hit the data progress bar on the wall.

"Is this called some damage?" The prairie elf behind him questioned, and Mars hesitated to speak -- the damage rate was 59%, which is called some?
Teacher, you are too confident.

But the facts quickly told everyone that the sage was really confident-the damage rate dropped to 60% in the first 21 seconds, and only 60% remained in the second 7 seconds.

"7% really can't be fixed, but it's okay, these 7% are in the emotional block of AI, I can restart the AI ​​emotional block in other blocks, do I need to restart immediately now?" Speaking of this, Xian The reporter turned to look at the person in charge: "What do you think, young man."

"Of course it's okay." As soon as he finished speaking, Mars heard a cadence of cursing, and only said frank oil, which was still a little girl's voice.

"Dear Emily, it's me, Yu Qingsong."

"Yu Qingsong! Aren't you in BJ...wait a minute, my external take-up lens is useless, are you real Yu Qingsong, hell, the data says you are real, and the data flow also says you are real , even the security code you sent said that you are real..." At this point, the girl named Emily projected her projection on the wall: "I can't see you, Yu Qingsong, now is When will the invasion end?"

"It's over for two thousand years, and we resisted for eight thousand years. Everything is over, and you should also open the door to welcome new civilizations."

The girl thought in silence, finally she nodded, and the door opened.

"Don't go in yet," said the instructor.

Then he stood at the door, and Mars stood behind him. When the door was lifted, countless skulls rolled to him and his feet.

Rolling is not very suitable, after all, they are constantly breaking apart as they roll down, and Mars finally has to use spiritual energy to push away these broken bones.

"Another refuge breached by chaos from the inside, just as I thought." The mentor sighed, he took two steps forward, but still stood under the sun.

The Transcendents behind him and Mars were silent, and Weiss walked to Mars' side: "Are we opening Purgatory?"

"...Yes." Mars nodded. This place is indeed purgatory. These beings probably would not have thought of it when they died, but the shelter they chose was actually more like a tomb.

"Emily, do you have a record of Chaos Invasion?" the instructor asked.

"No." The girl followed the mentor, and when the mentor shared the visual system with her, the girl finally choked up: "They are really crazy."

"Who are they?" the instructor asked.

"Those lunatics, the people in the shelter lived for 20 years, they even had a new generation of children, but chaos took over the city, the whole city became uninhabitable, we don't know what the combined army The time will come back, but eventually those lunatics start eating people... My system was destroyed by them."

"...that's even worse." Weiss sighed.

"I can understand that without hope, coupled with the erosion of negative energy, the living people on this land will go crazy no matter what. This is another way to break through the fortress from the inside."

"Mars, throw me the ultraviolet generator on your waist." The instructor said.

So Mars took out the ultraviolet generator on his waist and threw it to the instructor, and then took another from the logistics staff who ran over.

The instructor motioned the person in charge to take two steps back, then he raised the ultraviolet generator and turned it on.

When the places that were not illuminated by the light were illuminated by the ultraviolet generator, everyone saw a large number of ghosts with red soul fires, looking eagerly at the food under the sun, but the next second, these ghosts Ignited by the psychic powers of Mars, Vess, and Yusage.

They howled and struggled, but eventually turned into fly ash.

"I don't recommend using people to explore this refuge. You should also have omnic troops, let them go with the ultraviolet generator." After finishing speaking, the instructor threw the ultraviolet generator in his hand to the person in charge: "sorry , messing up your arrangement."

"Where, thanks to Your Excellency this time!" The person in charge should also understand that the Legend brought the Venerable into such a refuge, and the Legend might be able to escape unscathed, but the Venerable would only be swallowed by so many ghosts.

If so many venerables are really going to die, he, the person in charge, is afraid that he won't be able to eat and walk around.

Mars is not afraid - he can overcome the ghosts, the only problem is that Mars is not confident to save everyone among so many ghosts. It can even be said that the few legends of them have no problem protecting themselves, maybe they can save one or two along the way A venerable, but more unlucky ones will only die tragically the moment the ghost launches an attack.

Of course, it doesn't mean that there is no problem. The gentleman in charge of the task began to arrange ultraviolet isolation areas at the exit and nearby areas. A large number of ghosts were killed at the entrance, but who knows if there will be fish that slip through the net.

Without the task, Mars could only follow the mentor, who took out a prosthetic body from the transport boat that flew over: "Emily, it's time for data replacement, you should leave the shelter, here are new body, you can change it."

"But the order given to me by the United Nations is to protect shelter 99," the girl said.

"Do you think such a refuge is worth your protection?" the instructor asked back.

Faced with such a rhetorical question, Emily finally chose to convert the prosthetic body, and she began to transfer her database to the blank prosthetic body through the interface at the door.

Before the transfer, Mars heard her ask her mentor—"Can I still serve the United."

"The alliance has completed its mission. Although there is no new alliance today, there is no war between countries in the world now. We in southern Thailand are rebuilding the star ring. Would you like to join it? Let us rekindle Fire of civilization, let us help humanity to break free from the shackles of gravity."

Mars saw the smile on the projected face.

"I am willing, I am willing to join you." Facing the invitation, she replied.

(End of this chapter)