Industrial Cthulhu, starting from the island lord

Chapter 673 The server was attacked!
Gaia looked directly into Beatrice's eyes: "So, Your Holiness, do you have a way to heal yourself?"

Castells really doesn't have any good treatment options left.

Indeed, this area has a whole set of methods to deal with pollution because it uses many polluting projects, but most of those are protective measures.

As long as we take proper precautions, we will not be affected by pollution.

There are indeed ways to treat pollution, but those methods are basically useless for Beatrice, whose condition is so advanced that she doesn't need treatment. To put it simply, what she needs now is not treatment, but a miracle.

Perhaps Hughes's presence might be able to purify the pollution from her body, but the main problem now is that her body can't take it anymore.

Beatrice, as the Pope, secretly controlled the Mechanical Sanctuary and should know a great deal about its contents.

Beatrice raised her head, spat out a few mouthfuls of filth, and shook her head with difficulty.

"The Sanctuary can heal Pupu, but it requires Pupu mechanical modification."

Gaia listened with a frown for a long time, and then roughly understood what she meant.

Whether healing injuries or dealing with contamination, the Mechanical Sanctuary's methods are simple and brutal—replace.

Is your body injured? Replace it with some stronger steel.

Is your body contaminated? Let's get you a clean, uncontaminated mechanical body.

It must be said, it is very efficient.

Whether it's a candlelight vigil or a silent sanctuary, the ultimate solution to physical ailments is always "repair." The mechanical sanctuary skips this step altogether, simply replacing it with a new one, which is even better.

This is indeed a good idea, but it's not suitable for Beatrice.

Beatrice is now like a plump, overripe tomato; forget about surgery, just poke a hole in it and it'll burst out with tomato juice.

Everyone was at a loss for what to do, except for Zoe, whose eyes suddenly lit up as if she had thought of something, and she quietly retreated behind the others.

She tiptoed to her cabin, flipped the sign on the door to "Do Not Disturb," locked the door, lay down on the bed, and closed her eyes.

Author: "Are you there?"

Author: Is anyone there?

writer:"."

After calling out for a while and finding no response, Zoe sighed.

After the link was reconnected, she noticed something—the link didn't seem to have been broken when they left.

Zoe remembered that it didn't seem to be like this before; the connection had only changed recently, but she wasn't entirely sure.

After all, she had always been a mortal before this, and only this time she participated in the link as a superhuman.

Perhaps it was only after becoming a superhuman that they discovered this; maybe the link has always been like this.

It was a very strange feeling, and Zoe couldn't think of a way to describe it. If Hughes were here, he could describe it for her:

It simply changed from phone calls to a chat group.

As for the reason...
In the North, beside the slumbering body of the worker Hughes, a colossal skeletal beast suddenly raised its head.

It first turned its head to look at the worker Hughes, and finding him still motionless, it hesitated before looking westward—the direction of the Empire. Previously, the links had all been initiated by Hughes; after he left the worker Hughes's body, the links naturally disappeared.

But now, Hughes's link is being relayed from Little Gwen, who is acting as a relay to some extent. And this relay is so powerful that it can replace Hughes and maintain the link on its own.

In other words, she became the server.

However, Little Gwen also turned off the chat group link, so now others can't hear Zoe's shouts, but Little Gwen can.

Zoe's actions are equivalent to accessing a server.

But Gwen didn't respond immediately, firstly because she didn't understand what Zoe was trying to do, and secondly because...
She found Zoe with the "scepter".

As a server, Gwen could access the user's address, and she naturally discovered that the two IDs overlapped.
Little Gwen scratched her head.

She knew Zoe, and that once she became a "named person," little Gwen would be able to find the thread itself, and by following the thread, she found the young writer without much trouble.

But she had never met Miss "Scepter". Hughes had told her that Scepter's real name was Beatrice, but he did not explain further.

Hughes assumed that mentioning Beatrice's name would immediately make Gwen aware of her identity, since she was the Pope of the Candlelight Order.

But he forgot that no matter how mature little Gwen may appear, she is still just a child, and she doesn't have many channels to access current affairs.

Little Gwen knew quite a bit about Bloodharbor, but she didn't know the name of the Candlelight Pope. After all, she came from the North and knew less about the Candlelight than about fish-frying.

So, strangely enough, she knew that Zoe and Gaia were going to the Empire to make contact with the Mechanical Sanctuary and the Candlelight Order, and she also knew that Zoe was currently with Beatrice, the "Scepter" lady, but she didn't know Beatrice's true identity.

So Little Gwen hesitated for a moment. She wasn't sure if Zoe and the others' mission had been successful, but judging from her tone, it didn't seem particularly urgent.

Therefore, she did not risk pulling the others into the link, as this would expose her identity.

Zoe called out a few times, but when she got no response, she gave up, and the link went silent again.

Little Gwen tried calling out to Hughes, but to no avail. She had tried many times before, and unless Hughes came on his own, there was no response to any of her calls.

It was as if it were just an empty shell.

So Gwen scratched her head, unsure of what to do. Just as she was hesitating about whether to reveal her existence to contact Zoe, her eyes suddenly lit up.

"By the way, can I link up with Miss Scepter?"

As the server, she can directly and forcibly pull several people into the chat, just like Hughes pulled up the link.

You can also secretly connect with someone to observe some vague information without being detected.

Without hesitation, Gwen pulled up the thread, carefully examined it, and picked out Beatrice's thread.

Her threads pointed in the same direction as Zoe's. Little Gwen first sensed Zoe and found nothing unusual. She seemed to have just gotten out of bed, and there was a hint of disappointment in her threads.

Little Gwen sighed: "Sorry I couldn't reply. It seems you're safe over there, and I couldn't contact Hughes myself. I hope everything goes well."

With a gentle flick of her finger, Zoe's threads were set aside, and Little Gwen reconnected to Beatrice.

The next instant, she suddenly opened her eyes wide, and the giant skeletal beast that had been lying down suddenly stood up, causing the ground to tremble.

The connecting thread had turned from white to black.

The server has been attacked!
(End of this chapter)