Seraphiel naturally understood the importance of dreams, after all, some scriptures state that dreams are the connection between humans and gods.
The goddess also governs the authority over dreams, which is enough to highlight her uniqueness.
It wasn’t until she received the information sent by the Lord Governor that Seraphiel clearly realized what she was doing and what she was pursuing.
Seraphiel felt her hands trembling; the information contained both the Tower’s exploration of the Sea of Consciousness and the blessings the goddess once granted to the Old Empire.
“The Lord Governor said not to rely too much on the Old Empire’s system.”
When Lucanus said this, his mood was quite complex. Even though Lucanus wanted the Old Empire to be revived, he had to admit that the Old Empire’s system had flaws.
Because Lucanus himself was a product of this system.
In some sense, the Old Empire’s research on consciousness was further advanced than that of the Tower, because the Tower studied the overall consciousness of humans, while the Old Empire could separate human consciousness individually, which is what we call the soul.
Lucanus understood that this was merely a compromise made because the Old Empire couldn’t delve deeply into the Sea of Consciousness.
Whenever the Old Empire’s research tried to penetrate into the Sea of Consciousness, there was always an invisible force that prevented individual consciousness from diving deep within. Therefore, at that time, to eliminate foreign tribes, the Old Empire abandoned research in this area and turned to techniques that had more practical value—locking the soul within the bodies of Gene Warriors.
These warriors became the Empire’s sharp blades and also the culprits behind its collapse.
“We need to conduct a check on you before proceeding; we need to enter your dream, after all, you are the living embodiment of the Old Empire’s technology.”
Seraphiel did not feel much affected by Lucanus’s true identity. The Lord Governor was already a remnant of the Golden Age; having a bard from the Old Empire under his command was normal, wasn’t it?
Lucanus nodded and obediently lay down on the specially designed bed for the Lantern Dream, entering a deep sleep.
Seraphiel then took the Divine Revelation Lantern into Lucanus’s deep dream, and when they woke up again, there was an unusual fluctuation on Seraphiel’s usually frosty face, and her gaze toward Lucanus gradually became astonished.
“Did the Old Empire turn you into this?”
The followers of the Lantern Dream were hearing their saintess speak in such a panic for the first time.
“One could say that, but we all volunteered.”
Lucanus’s tone was flat, as if he didn’t consider it anything particularly significant.
“It’s truly inhuman… How on earth do you manage to maintain your sanity?”
Upon hearing Seraphiel say this, Lucanus retorted with a sneer: “It’s hard to imagine that you, who once treated brains as consumables and let people die in nightmares, would say such things.”
“Perhaps we’ve long since gone mad, just like my companion An Zhu. Honestly, it’s hard for me to imagine that the rigid him would be the first to break the rules.”
Seraphiel finally calmed down and said, “The Old Empire’s means are truly inhumane…”
“No!”
Lucanus countered: “You haven’t lived in that era; you cannot understand us. Being chosen by the Empire is our supreme honor!”
“Everyone is proud of the Empire, and everyone is willing to give their everything for the Empire!”
“You can’t possibly understand how we felt when the Empire collapsed! The most loyal warriors killed each other, the noblest bloodlines were imprisoned! Even those lowly races who lived worse than beggars wanted to step on the fallen Empire!”
“For revenge, to revive the Empire, to return to the peak, I am willing to offer everything I have!”
“I have seen the splendor of the Empire; I can no longer escape…”
But soon, the emotionally stirred Lucanus quickly calmed down.
“Sorry, I got too excited. Now we are all in a state of urgency, striving for the revival of the Empire, and I hope you won’t disappoint the Lord Governor.”
Seraphiel nodded and bowed, unsure if she was expressing her respect.
“Let’s return to the topic of work; the Lord Governor’s request is simple. Delving into the Sea of Consciousness is too dangerous, and even the Old Empire of the past could not accomplish that.”
Lucanus glanced at Bernice, who had just returned from the deep dream, and said, “So the research into the Sea of Consciousness will be temporarily halted. Diving too deeply into the Sea of Consciousness can drive one insane, and we need to change our research direction.”
“In addition to the Old Empire’s technology, we also have some of the Tower’s technology, as well as a computing terminal used by the Tower.”
Lucanus presented Anastasia’s tablet, which contained various parameters already annotated by Lind, allowing the Lantern Dream to operate according to the manual provided by Lind.
“We need to establish a specialized consciousness ‘server.’ This so-called ‘server’ can connect the consciousness of all warriors and protect it, allowing their consciousness to be somewhat independent of the Sea of Consciousness, shielding them from the erosion of those black rains and preventing interference from the changes in the Sea of Consciousness.”
Seraphiel understood the concept of this so-called server; the complexity of doing so was considerable as it required combining the technology of the Tower and the Old Empire, but relying on the current Lantern Dream and the substantial computing power provided by the Tower terminal made this technology not impossible to achieve.
“I understand. So, what would we call this server that connects all warriors’ dreams? Just ‘server’?”
While she had no issues with the Lord Governor’s naming, Seraphiel thought the name was a bit too straightforward.
“No, ‘server’ is meant to refer to these Lantern Dreams, as for this first military server, the Lord Governor intends to name it Kara.”
Seraphiel looked puzzled: “Is there any special significance to that?”
But Lucanus, with a serious expression, said, “Don’t ask too much; the Lord Governor must have his reasons for such a name.”
Aside from the planning for the future, Lind also provided many opinions and suggestions regarding the Lantern Dream.
For example, how to secure the Lantern Dream, how to manage the member codes of the Lantern Dream, and how to build a basic firewall.
It was basically a direct internet security course for Seraphiel.
Most of this, aside from Lind’s previous experiences, was obtained from 550C.
After all, considering that there are still Tower personnel outside, and An Zhu has already started excavating the technology of the Old Empire, coupled with the impact of the black rains on consciousness and dreams, if they fail to address this, they would still have to battle in the dream’s offense and defense war. Thus, Lind took the initiative to start working on the defenses of consciousness and dreams.
Looking at these rich experiences with comprehensive content, it seemed that they had already come into contact with suggestions from related systems, and Seraphiel couldn’t help but lament that everything the remnants of the Golden Age did certainly had its reasons. It would be better not to dwell on the strange names given by the Lord Governor.
