It's time to improve the strength of the infinite world

Chapter 420 "You"... "We" need to do better
When the dusk faded away the last ray of dusk, the starlight had already seeped into the clouds like scattered silver sand.

The moonlight refracted rainbow colors in the unique atmosphere of the Fairy Kingdom, coating the ancient World Tree standing at the end of the Land of End with flowing mercury silver, and shrouding the entire country in a cold halo.

In this land where the laws of time and space are ambiguous, the magical moment of alternation between day and night is always accompanied by a carnival that breaks the routine.

Under the star-studded night sky, whether the fairies like it or not, they eventually forget their past sorrows and disputes and choose to live in the present, enjoying this rare happy time.

After all, they are such a heartless species.

Movement and stillness interweave into vivid pictures. Although there are no loud gongs and drums or firecrackers, there are at least red flags flying and huge crowds of people...

In this regard, the Chaldean Masters from many different world lines have also contributed a considerable part of their strength.

The spreading million Fujimaru Ritsuka are active in various places in the British Lostbelt.

The bluestone streets of Norwich were filled with the singing of the parade, and the trills of the fairy harp echoed between the bell towers. In the shadow of the distant hills, the Master with a red ponytail was counting the spoils with his archer servants...

In the ruins of New Darlington Castle, three masters wearing the same magic costumes were surveying the broken walls. Suddenly, golden and red fireworks exploded in the northern sky, indicating that a Chaldean master was nearby sending an emergency assembly signal...

On the foggy coastline, the salty sea breeze carried the glowing shellfish and smashed them against the rocks. The soaked lady sat on the rock and took a deep breath. The fluorescence of the iridescent oysters turned the sweat on her nose into colorful colors...

The bonfire in the center of Salisbury Square now emitted a 20-meter-high beam of light. The holographic task list was slightly distorted in the heat wave. The Master, who had just finished collecting building materials, sat slumped beside the marble fountain, his pupils shining...

That's basically it.

These active figures scattered throughout the British Lostbelt are a perfect example of the players' self-cultivation, as they devote themselves to this grand carnival with full fighting spirit and enthusiasm.

If it weren't for the fact that there was a corps of more than a thousand servants stationed in the cave all year round, and the area within a hundred miles was blocked off, strictly guarded, and no one was allowed to enter or leave -

Well, this group of Chaldean masters who are full of fighting spirit even want to go there to develop gold mining and see if they can trigger some hidden tasks or side plots.

The main reason for all this was that someone knew how to take advantage of every opportunity to prompt the Master of Chaldea to burst out with such great enthusiasm.

Even if it was a festival tailored to the requirements of a certain Suzumiya god, he was able to take advantage of it and cleverly integrate various tasks into it.

Although most of them are updates that can only be seen by the Masters of Chaldea.

——Including town trial tasks, as well as obtaining contribution points after completing tasks, opening special shops, etc.

——The various tasks are not complicated, but they are of various types, and they progress step by step, from requiring "kill 1 Morse" to requiring "collect 1 building material"...

Basically, they are treated as useful cheap labor and are directly involved in the grand cause of building the fairy country.

To be honest, no one wants to be a slave.

But if you replace "cows and horses" with "players", many people are willing to work hard and ruthlessly.

The main thing is to establish an effective reward-driven and positive feedback mechanism so that players can see the progress bar and clearly know that as long as they work hard, they will gain something.

Especially for a being like the Chaldean Master...

The rewards for the event were exactly what they wanted, as they were all very scarce supplies.

It can be said that from magic resources to conceptual costumes, there is no reward that they don't want.

Therefore, they are naturally more diligent than mobile game players online, and try their best to participate in this grand carnival.

In this feast of stars and moons where time and space are stretched...

In this land illuminated by stars and moonlight...

The night is still long.

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The Fairy King's Court became quiet for the time being.

This tranquility did not come from the harmony between the guests and the hosts, but from a subtle and complex interweaving of emotions - there was an indescribable dullness in the air, some people felt a little annoyed, and some people seemed unwilling to accept it.

But it wasn't to the extent that they ended up in a bad mood.

Overall, there is a strange atmosphere here, as if it is a transition period between the eve of a storm and peace.

And in such an atmosphere, the instigator of everything seemed to be unaware of it, and happily gathered everyone together to discuss how to deepen cooperation.

If we regard girls from different worlds as representatives of different worlds...

Then it's like supporting various agents, intending to weave a huge network across multiple different worlds.

——Although, this is actually pretty much the nature of it.

——But someone would definitely not be stupid enough to say that directly.

The meeting place was specially chosen. It was not the solemn audience hall where the throne sat, nor was it the busy government office where the regent often handled the affairs of the kingdom.

Instead, it is a warm and private space, as if designed for close people, suitable for people to have no worries and speak openly about things that only they can say.

This also seems to be a statement.

As for how much soothing effect it has at this time, it is hard to say.

Inside the room, the warm flames in the gilded fireplace danced, devouring the precious bark taken from the World Tree, crackling.

Not to mention burn-resistant.

And it contains powerful magical power.

As the firewood burned, the magic factor was slowly released, and the magic concentration and quality of the surrounding air soared.

If the magical atmosphere of the entire fairy country reaches the basic standard of the Age of Gods in pan-human history.

Then in the luxurious fairy king's court, the atmospheric environment formed a very terrifying magical vortex.

In the room, Xia Zhi leisurely walked to the pressure valve, leaned against the bronze pipe and tapped it with his knuckles. With the hiss of the air pressure being released, steam wrapped in parchment rolls spewed out of the brass nozzle.

——"The world line resonance index has exceeded the critical value..."

The writing on the parchment clearly shows the current monitoring results.

He glanced around casually, then smiled and said, "Good progress. The world here has stabilized. This is thanks to everyone's strong support..."

Regardless of whether you fully support it or not, you still have to say it.

Of course, if you insist, it can be said that this is the case.

After all, the arrival of every guest is not just a simple appointment. The cosmic information they carry plays a vital role in stabilizing this space and time.

——In his current matter of stabilizing the space-time where the Fairy Kingdom is located, the gathering of this information is like an anchor, consolidating the direction of the world line.

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"..."

There was a moment of silence. "No, why would you let AI write a report for you in this way?"

Filia stood three meters away with her arms folded, the white hair on her head trembling with the rhythm of the steam valve jetting - it seemed that the way files were transmitted through pipelines made the girl's blood pressure rise.

She seemed extremely unhappy with this approach:

"If you wanted, you could even let the alchemy workshops in the countryside use holographic panels! Do you really want the interstellar AI to use 19th century scrap metal to transmit files?"

While Filia was complaining with dissatisfaction, she looked at the pipe connected to the pressure valve with great dissatisfaction.

She could keenly sense that the bronze pipe connecting the royal court and the real world was hissing underground at this moment, and she could also clearly sense the torrent of information rushing through the underground pipe network.

The data that should have been transmitted in the form of light quanta are now being forcibly compressed into physical carriers of the steam-powered era. This is as absurd as installing carriage tires on an interstellar battleship.

what is this?
Is it necessary to let the super artificial intelligence of the interstellar era use this kind of antique equipment with steam and mechanical style?
"You don't understand. This is to fit in with the overall style. After all, this world has not yet reached the interstellar era. An overly sci-fi style of expression would be discordant and not in line with the overall aesthetics..."

Xia Zhi waved his hand casually and threw the parchment into the fireplace. The paper was decomposed into countless glowing particles before it touched the flame.

The silver-haired fairy girl, Vivian, who was sitting next to him, also calmly agreed: "Anyway, we don't need this little time on weekdays, so it's good to have a sense of ritual."

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This is the husband singing and the wife following, right? This is definitely the husband singing and the wife following, right?
The others who subconsciously thought of this fell silent again at this moment.

Because Vivian's aura was extremely strong, and next to her was the red-haired Fairy Princess, who sat next to her mother as it was natural and dignified and elegant.

Plus someone who just stood up and walked away to get the report from the pressure valve pipeline...

They are just like a family of three, so harmonious and coordinated...

as well as--

Extremely dazzling.

Ms. Filia took a deep breath, snorted softly, turned her head and looked away: "So, is it time to have a good talk about me...our business?"

"Eh?! Wait——" Miss Toosaka, who was standing next to him, had been very depressed. She suddenly looked up after hearing this, with a hint of surprise and confusion in her eyes: "You guys have something to do too? What's your problem?"

hateful!

Why do I feel like I'm the only one with nothing?!
"Oh, that's what I said before, about exploring the nature of divinity and the possibility and feasibility of upgrading..."

Xia Zhi spoke seriously and returned to his seat: "This is a crucial project. Speaking of which, Rin, you are also very important in it."

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"Wait! You never told me—"

The black-haired girl with twin ponytails thought about it, then spoke angrily through gritted teeth.

"It's mainly because the timing was not right. The divine model of the Tree of the Knowledge of Good and Evil has been under construction, and authoritative experts like Oti have not been hired yet..."

Summer solstice without blinking an eye.

"Wait a minute!" At this time, Filia frowned and thought for a while and found the problem, "Why is Toosaka also important? What does this have to do with her?"

"Isn't it obvious?"

On the other side, the black-haired goddess who was sitting with Ereshkigal curled her lips when she heard this: "He needs to use human nature with similar wavelengths to ensure that our temperaments will not change drastically after reincarnation..."

"According to the plan, if we succeed, just from the perspective of the scale of our spiritual base, we will all become a "human-shaped galaxy"..."

"Surely, he doesn't want us to use this kind of power to cause him trouble, right?"

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"Ahem, that's true." Xia Zhi coughed lightly, "Although it may be a bit rude to say this, but..."

"Inanna in mythology is indeed a bit too scary..."

"Hey! You guy--" Miss Filia's eyes widened suddenly and she almost slammed the table and stood up.

However, she didn't have time to show her anger yet.

"Ishtar and Elle are really cute girls now. They are very likable. I like them very much—"

There was a hint of amusement in the young man's eyes, but on the surface he added a few words in a serious manner:

"Ishtar is a tsundere goddess who likes to see others in trouble, but she still can't help but worry when she sees someone who is really in trouble..."

"And Ailei, it's hard to hide her caring side. She's like an angel from the underworld..."

Frank words are like sunlight penetrating through the clouds, catching you off guard.

For a moment, the air seemed to freeze.

Immediately afterwards...

"You, you you you you...what nonsense are you talking about!"

Miss Ishtar, who had just acted like she had seen through everything and was very calm, dropped the marigolds in her hand to the ground with a clang, and the pomegranate juice spread a blinding red on the carpet.

She mechanically turned her neck, and the crimson color began to spread from the tips of her ears.

"Stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid! You suddenly say such embarrassing things..."

"This, this, this is blasphemy! How frivolous... Stop talking nonsense!" Ereshkigal was also in a panic, waving his hands and speaking incoherently.

Her long golden hair swept across her hot cheeks as she shook her head, as if she was trying hard to suppress her inner embarrassment, but her body had already begun to tremble slightly, and it was obvious that she was shaking with fear.

Just like an overly innocent girl, completely defenseless...

Being told such embarrassing words in front of so many people...

If it were an animation, the only thing missing would be the image of an old-fashioned steam locomotive spewing steam above your head.

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"..."

"Hey, you guys..."

Filia stared at the two goddesses of the same origin, her eyes wide open, unable to believe it.

After she realized what was happening, she couldn't help but put her hands over her face: "Well, no, it's us..."

——Be more motivated!
——How can it be so easy to deal with!
(End of this chapter)