stjorthotic Chapter 57 The Garbage Collector
Chapter 57 The Garbage Collector
Chapter 57 The Garbage Collector
Anna no longer hesitated, closed her eyes, and continuously channeled the magic power within her body into Lorraine.
The red magic flowed down Lorraine's arm and into the dagger.
next second.
Lorraine moved.
His wrist trembled rapidly, and the dagger in his hand, radiating intense heat, pierced fiercely into the cold mithril substrate!
Sizzle sizzle sizzle—!
The ear-piercing friction sound instantly echoed throughout the entire water purification plant.
Sparks fly!
That was real sparks and lightning.
Lorraine did not repair the pattern step by step according to the original pattern.
That would be too slow and too meticulous, not suitable for his current circumstances.
He used an extremely wild "bridging method".
Where did it break?
Never mind!
Just dig a new trench right next to it!
Which node broke?
Never mind!
Simply merge the two lines together and go around them!
This is the ultimate secret of the "Tuba Garbage Collector"—the Flying Line Technique!
As long as the input and output terminals are correct, even if the intermediate process is a complete mess, as long as it can conduct electricity, it is a good circuit!
Ohm on the screen was completely dumbfounded.
Those pixelated eyes were bigger than copper bells.
[Big brother, stop! That's not a standard Water Purification Magic Pattern!!]
You'll blow it up! You definitely will!
Ohm jumped around on the screen in a panic.
In her calculation logic, magic runes are sacred, rigorous, and allow no room for error.
Lorraine's actions were like performing heart surgery with a sledgehammer!
however.
Lorraine turned a deaf ear.
Sweat beaded on his forehead, but his eyes shone with an alarming intensity.
In his vision, with each wild stroke and each insertion of magic crystals, the once lifeless blueprint was gradually being illuminated by red lines.
Although those red lines were twisted, ugly, and even knotted in some places.
But they are connected!
The magic flowed forward along those rough "flying lines," stumbling and falling, yet stubbornly persistent.
One minute.
five minutes.
ten minutes.
When the final blow fell.
"call----"
He let out a long breath, feeling as if half of his body had been hollowed out.
The mental energy consumption of such a high-intensity redrawing of magic runes is terrifying.
"alright."
Lorraine wiped the sweat from her brow, stood up, and smiled at Anna, who was staring in disbelief. "The moment to witness a miracle has arrived."
He reached out and slammed his hand down on the red start button next to him.
Dead silence.
one second.
two seconds.
Ohm on the screen covered his eyes with his hands.
It's going to explode! It's going to explode!
boom-!!!
A deep, muffled thud came from deep underground.
That was the roar of a water pump that had been dormant for hundreds of years being forcibly awakened.
Followed by.
The huge reactor began to shake violently, and the sound of gushing liquid could be heard from inside.
The previously dim indicator light suddenly began flashing wildly—
Ding!
It has turned into a pleasing green.
"Splash—"
—
The crisp sound of flowing water rang out.
It's not black mud.
It's not sewage.
Instead, a stream of crystal-clear, pale blue pure water gushed out from the outlet and merrily rushed into the water storage tank below.
Clear.
Sweet and refreshing.
It was full of life.
Anna covered her mouth, and tears instantly streamed down her face.
On the screen, Ohm slowly lowered his hand from his eyes.
All expressions disappeared from that pixelated face.
Only a blank space remained.
That's a sign that the computer is about to crash.
That was the sound of a worldview collapsing.
[It moved—it moved?]
[Using those random, nonsensical scribbles—it actually moved?]
[Logical Error — Computational Overflow —]
Big brother—are you—are you a god?
"Water! It's water! Aaaaaah!"
When Olivia saw the clear spring flowing from the pipe, her scream nearly shattered Lorraine's eardrums.
This plant witch, who usually cherishes every drop of water more than her own life, was now acting like a madwoman. She jumped directly into the water tank, not caring whether her skirt was wet or not. She scooped up a handful of water and poured it into her mouth, drinking and crying at the same time, laughing as she cried.
"It's sweet! It's sweet!"
"I'm saved! My cabbage is saved!"
"From now on, I'll plant as many potatoes as I want! I'll fill this place to the brim! I'll grow an endless supply of potatoes! I'll sleep on a mountain of potatoes!"
Looking at Olivia floundering in the water, Lorraine shook her head helplessly.
This girl is terrified of being poor.
Even though she's doing well now following him, the deep-seated fear of hunger hasn't disappeared.
"Anna, keep an eye on her, don't let her drown."
Lorraine gave a word of advice, then turned to look at the silent screen beside her.
Ohm is still AFK.
A string of garbled characters flashed across the screen, followed by an emoji with mosquito coil eyes, clearly still reeling from the shock.
"What's wrong? Did it crash?"
Lorraine tapped the screen and joked, "Want me to give you a 'flying wire surgery' to fix it?"
The screen suddenly jolted.
Ohm snapped back to reality.
The pixelated figure immediately made a terrified backward movement.
No! Absolutely not!
Ohm is healthy! Ohm doesn't want those hideous magic runes!
Although he said he disliked it, Ohm's attitude towards Lorraine had completely changed.
It's no longer the attitude one has towards a mere mortal with whom one can communicate.
Rather, it was a kind of—looking at a monster, a mixture of awe and a certain cautious anticipation.
Big brother————
The code flow slowed down, and it seemed somewhat hesitant.
[Was that you just using... really the Magic Rune Repair Technique?]
"What else could it be? Did it come out of magic?" Lorraine leaned against the railing, looking at the rushing water below, in a good mood.
But—but my sister said that once those ancient magic runes are damaged, it's irreversible.
Ohm's voice was low, as if he were talking to himself.
[Just like our seal.]
Lorraine's eyes narrowed.
seal.
This was the second time he had heard the word.
When they first met, Ohm mentioned that she and her sister Messiah were "trapped" in this mobile city.
They are the embodiment of the city, but also its prisoners.
"Is your seal also damaged by broken magic runes?" Lorraine asked tentatively.
There was silence on the screen for a long time.
Finally, a sad, downcast expression appeared.
It's not broken, it's locked.
[Our creators created us to prevent us from going out of control, and so that after they depart, we could pass on our legacy to a new generation.]
The creator of this city placed a seal upon our location.
This seal prevents us from leaving the city, from attacking humans with specific privileges, and from—growing up.
For thousands of years, this seal has been like a cage, imprisoning my sister and me here.
My sister has been in a deep sleep, trying to resist the wear and tear of this imprisonment through hibernation. And me—I can only stare blankly outside every day.
Ohm looked up, his pixelated eyes sparkling with hope.
Big brother, since you can fix this dead water treatment plant—
Could you—could you also take a look at that seal?
Even if it can't be opened, as long as it's loosened even a little bit—just a little bit will do.
By the end, the voice had taken on a pleading tone.
It was the instinctive cry of a soul imprisoned for thousands of years, seeing a glimmer of light in the darkness.
Lorraine fell silent.
He looked at the humble pixelated figure on the screen, not feeling much surprise.
In reality, ordinary people would be very wary of such a machine spirit and would not easily grant its requests.
After all, those who are not of our kind will surely have different hearts.
However, he had already seen Ohm and Messiah's character in the Witch's Codex, and he believed that the twins could actually be trusted.
This is an opportunity.
An opportunity to completely subdue these twin machine spirits and truly control this mobile city.
But he did not agree immediately.
As a lord, promises made lightly are worthless.
Moreover, dealing with the highest level of machine soul sealing in the Golden Age is definitely not as simple as repairing a water pump.
You could end up losing your life.
"I can't do it right now."
Lorraine spoke the truth.
The light on the screen dimmed instantly, and the pixelated figure deflated like a punctured balloon.
"but."
Lorraine then changed the subject, "Just give me time, give me enough resources, and—enough trust."
"Maybe one day I really will be able to dismantle that cage."
The screen suddenly lit up.
Although Lorraine did not give a definite promise, it was the greatest hope for Ohm, who had been in despair for countless years.
【Really?!】
Big brother, you mustn't lie! Lying is for dogs!
Lorraine smiled and said, "I don't lie to children."