??Chapter 821: 820. Ti Anchor
Chapter 821: 820. Ti Anchor
Lu Ban and Shia were completely lost in confusion.
They were sitting on that tallic device, watching people co and go.
There were quite a number of giants on The Island.
Even though they all wore yellow clothes and looked similar from a distance, Lu Ban still roughly rembered the guy who had led them back just now.
“…At last, we’ve stabilized the Pollution, but this is not the end. The real battle is just about to begin.”
The giant returned after a while; he had not taken off his coat, and it was possible to see from the hood that he was drenched in sweat, seemingly very tired.
“What’s your na?”
Shia asked.
“? My na is Song, you can call
Old Song, and Yang and I are good friends.”
The giant sat down next to the device and pulled out a gray tube, which he connected to a small tal box on his clothing.
A mont later, accompanied by the sound of sothing operating, Old Song let out a long, pleased sigh and relaxed, with no sign of sweat anymore.
Lu Ban guessed that it might be so kind of cooling device and perhaps it also served to relieve stress.
Despite Old Song’s claim that Outer Gods were nothing special, the civilization’s fight against Pollution was always extrely difficult; there were many dead on the beach, and it wasn’t an issue that could be solved with just a few words.
He must have also been under a lot of pressure.
“Song, I have sothing to discuss with you.”
At that mont, another even larger giant ca to Old Song’s side, patted the resting Old Song, and said.
“For the next three shifts, you stay here. Don’t go.”
“Why?”
Old Song sat up imdiately upon hearing this.
“I’ve just received news that Chen has been sacrificed.”
The man’s words made Old Song stunned, and he looked at the other with so disbelief.
“What did you say?”
“When retreating, the structure collapsed due to the disturbance of the Outer Gods. At least a [tamorphosis] concentration of Pollution spread around his squad. As the scholar of the team, he stayed till the last mont and, along with another team mber, was consud by the Pollution, left there forever.”
He explained, his voice slightly trembling.
“So Song, you are now the only scholar in our area, you can’t go to the frontlines anymore.”
“But… the disturbance data needs
to deal with it, ordinary soldiers can’t resist when Pollution spreads. Without a scholar, the risk of controlling Pollution increases by at least thirty percent.”
Old Song tried to argue sothing, but he quickly realized that this proposal was the best choice.
“We can’t bear the loss of losing the last scholar. The Taviel Ti Anchor needs a scholar’s authority to continue operating and to shut down. If you’re also gone, then we will be trapped here forever, until soone else discovers this and finds the anchored ti point to look for us.”
The giant added.
Old Song hung his head and nodded almost imperceptibly, watching the other leave.
“Scholar?”
Lu Ban asked curiously.
“Are you a scholar?”
“…Yes, you might not be aware, but a scholar’s role is not just a person who studies knowledge. A scholar is the core support of an army. Without a scholar, you’ll lose direction in the travels of the Foreign Domain and find it hard to use so God-given Equipnt, including the Taviel Ti Anchor.”
Old Song said, pointing at the silver stakes in the sea.
“Moreover, the ti anchor point needs the scholar to provide the coordinates. If we lose a scholar, then the people within the ti anchored by the Taviel Ti Anchor will lose contact with the outside world, and it would be very difficult for people from the outside to find those in here.”
“Why?”
Lu Ban couldn’t help but ask.
It seed that Old Song was willing to talk to them, these “test subjects,” even if Lu Ban didn’t know what that ant, but at least it was a good opportunity to glean so knowledge.
It cost nothing, after all, to listen.
“Heh, you probably don’t quite understand what a ti anchor really is.”
Old Song straightened up, grabbed a handful of sand, and sprinkled it onto the tal device’s surface.
“I just grabbed so sand, scattered it here, causing accumulation of sand, just as the Outer Gods caused Pollution to the Foreign Domain. Our job is to stop this, so we use the Taviel Ti Anchor to capture a segnt of ti, anchoring the ti from before the first grain of sand fell to after the last grain of sand fell.”
“This way, my hand did indeed pour out sand, but the legion already dealt with all the sand in the anchored ti and put it back on the beach, so in the end, there’s not a single grain of sand on the surface.”
“Actually, from when I drop the sand to when it falls, this period of ti is very brief and it would normally be impossible to completely move the sand away. That’s why we need the ti to be anchored. Although the sand falls only in a second, we actually spend hundreds of years in the anchored ti to complete this task.”
“Now you should understand as well that ti could be anchored at any mont within this second. Even if people from the outside know that we are anchored at this mont, if they don’t know the exact anchor point, they can only exist within two similar but completely different anchor points, unable to affect each other.”
Hearing Old Song’s explanation, Lu Ban thought of the plan they had discussed earlier about how to rescue Cui Siter.
Except in that plan, Cui Siter’s death needed to have no witnesses to avoid fate creating a closed loop. But according to Old Song, even if the event has already occurred, as long as the corresponding ti anchor point can be found, it could be anchored, and then they could look for a way to solve the issue and leave.
Of course, that’s assuming the problem can be solved.
From Lu Ban’s “tiline,” The Island should have been affected by Pollution long ago, and then discovered by these giants, who then anchored the ti. His ability to see a He Dao that hadn’t yet been impacted ant these giants must have been successful.
But he soon realized this wasn’t certain, because in reality, these giants were still struggling against the awakening Outer Gods. Their anchoring rely temporarily isolated the Pollution; if they failed, then with the death of the last giant within the ti anchor, the Pollution here would break free entirely, bringing destruction to He Dao.
“How long have you been here?”
Shia noticed this and asked.
“How long? According to the ti of this world, it should be about… Seven thousand years?”
Old Song calculated casually.
“Seven thousand years…”
For both Shia and Lu Ban, this was an incredibly long period.
Throughout such a span, these giants faced the awakening of the Outer Gods and even managed to constrain Pollution that could have spread in an instant for seven thousand years.
The technology, power, and perseverance these people possessed far exceeded their imaginations.
Lu Ban quickly thought of an existence.
That was the Splendid Realm.
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