Walk alone in the abyss

(one)

"Are you crazy?"

Kolev was calm.

Because he felt he had heard wrong.

Individuals own habitable planets?

What an interstellar joke about an imperial princess marrying the son of the new Federation Speaker!

"It's up to people," Yang Ming said, "If it wasn't such a challenging job, how could I invite you? A living legend of a certain profession, Mr. Hatton."

"That's true," Kolev grinned, and walked back calmly on crutches, "I have robbed all kinds of things in my life, but I have never robbed a whole planet. I need more information sharing.”

Yang Ming nodded: "I actually already have a plan, it's like this..."

"Slow down, slow down!"

Kolev's old eyes were full of light:

"Don't try to fool around! I have already promised you that I will be your assistant, and now, you should share your secrets and chips! Yang Ming, you should show it to me, that advanced civilization! "

Yang Ming: ...

This old man is getting harder and harder to fool.

"Okay, since you insist."

Yang Ming stroked his chin and pondered a few times:

"I'm going to think about how to tell you about my experience, and what key information should I hide.

"If you choose not to help me after I tell you this, I will clear your memory of the last half hour, so that even if someone scans your brain one day, you won't expose my cards."

"Come on, who can obtain memories just by scanning the brain?" Kolev said, "That's just an immature scientific experiment."

"Empire should be able to do it."

Yang Ming said simply: "Okay, I'll start talking after the two of us separated, open that thing... you still like pink and tender colors."

Kolev scolded: "This is what comes with the instrument! This thing is originally a contraband for military use. It would be great if I could get one!"

Lu's clear and lively voice suddenly sounded: "Boss, the underwear and socks of your elderly assistant are also pink."

Kolev's old face was flushed, and he stammered for a long time, full of 'what's the matter with pink' and 'it's just a normal color'.

Yang Ming smiled, slumped back in the large retro wooden chair, his eyes revealed the color of memories.

He spoke briskly:

"After we parted, I supplemented with fresh water and food at Freeport, sailed continuously for more than 20 galactic days, went through four somewhat adventurous jumps, and rushed towards the coordinate point I had obtained by chance.

"New Imperial Calendar: 724.06.30.

"This is my departure time."

(two)

The trajectory drawn on the star map was erased bit by bit, Feinan sailed into the no man's land of the non-commercial line, Yang Ming also started to activate the suspension rudder, driving manually half of the time.

Radar turned on to maximum power.

Make full use of the gravitational slingshot effect to increase energy reserves.

The radio is switched to full-channel reception mode to prevent myself from straying into the military restricted zone.

The previously set coordinate points are getting closer and closer, and Yang Ming can already find a few unique 'signposts' on the enlarged star map.

He first passed a broken wandering planet, one-third of the planet's star body was blown up, and a long meteorite belt spread towards space.

——Wandering planets refer to planets that have not been captured by a star. Generally speaking, they are relatively rare. This wandering planet is likely to be dragged here by an interstellar civilization.

Continuing on from the broken wandering planet, it took Yang Ming two galactic days to reach the second signpost.

This is the wreckage of an abandoned giant battleship. The valuable things on it have been emptied, leaving only the hollow skeleton and the outer armor riddled with holes.

This giant battleship is 25,000 meters long, and there is a small city in it.

It may be something left over from the last era of civilization, which provided many advanced ancient civilizations to the current galactic civilization, or it may have been a symbol of a certain powerful country, which was left lonely due to the demise of the political system.

Yang Ming deliberately avoided the wreckage of this giant warship.

He was worried that there would be a detector from some force nearby. He just needed to pass this thing to make sure he was on the right path.

When playing "Abyss", the player's navigation is not so troublesome. Usually, the target point is reached when the eyes are closed and opened.

This is a huge difference that Yang Ming can't understand now.

After continuing to sail forward for a day and a half, after passing the second wandering planet that was still intact, Yang Ming gradually approached the destination of this trip.

A cloud of dark gray dust spreads across the gravitational balance region.

The Feinan began to slow down slowly, passing slowly above the dust cloud.

The omnic Twilight is hiding here.

"Number two, analyze the composition of the dust cloud."

"A good captain is mainly composed of crushed ice, a small amount of rock debris and dust particles, and the nearby area is in a near-equilibrium gravitational force. It is not enough to form microstars by itself, and no area that can gather heat has been detected."

Molly Two's voice was cold and clear.

Yang Ming said: "To detect gravitational anomalies, even weak anomalies need to be reported."

"Yes, Captain."

Molly Two dutifully got to work.

But Yang Ming didn't stop the Feinan, but followed the direction he remembered and headed towards the center of the dust cloud.

The spaceship sank slightly, and the small sound of the hull being hit by crushed ice continued one after another.

"Captain, there is a gravitational anomaly point ahead, and the range is very small."

"Can you detect what caused it?"

"Lack of corresponding equipment, it cannot be detected," Molly No. 2 replied immediately.

Yang Ming nodded.

Then you can only rely on yourself.

The spaceship slowed down again and slowly sank into the dust cloud. Yang Ming seemed to be in the sea of ​​clouds, advancing slowly and steadily towards the middle layer of the dust cloud.

The subtle collision sound became clearer.

"Captain, do you want to open the protective cover?"

"Not on."

Yang Ming whispered, his eyes fixed on the front.

The cloud of dust that had obstructed his vision suddenly disappeared, and the ship plunged into a pure vacuum.

Just when Yang Ming was a little disappointed and felt that he had rushed out of the dust cloud, he suddenly froze.

The spaceship stopped moving.

The engine is running normally, the indicators of various instruments are normal, and the radar is also working, but at this moment, this 130-meter-long exploration spacecraft suddenly lost all kinetic energy and acceleration, and hovered in the middle of the dust cloud.

This is a square vacuum space with a length, width and height of about 20 kilometers, and Feinan is in the center.

"Number two... are we still?"

"From a physical point of view, that's the case," Molly No. 2 replied immediately, "There is not enough information in the database to give a corresponding analysis."

It was Yang Ming who took the initiative to find him, and he still felt a little nervous at this moment.

He remembered that the 'Heaven's Chosen One' hadn't encountered so many problems.

That guy just flew into the dust cloud, found an abnormal space vortex, got in and found an abandoned highly automated mechanical city.

"There is a flow of information arriving on our ship," Molly II reminded.

Before she finished speaking, the projection screen in front of Yang Ming became pitch black, rows of numbers and words flashed rapidly, and finally a series of Imperial Common Language appeared.

[Civilization information... has been accessed. 】

[Civilized language...has been replaced. 】

[The inquiry begins. 】

[Low-level life form, please use the most concise language to describe your purpose of coming here. 】

Purpose?

Yang Ming frowned and looked at the projection screen in front of him.

He didn't like this interrogation-like tone very much, especially the word 'lower life form'.

Da da da, this time the projection screen also has typing sound effects.

[If I find out that there is a lie in your answer, you will lose this opportunity. 】

"I'm here to find the answer, and I also want to get benefits," Yang Ming answered after thinking for a few seconds, "This is an adventure, but also a redemption...Number two, help me convert it into words."

Molly Two did not respond.

Da da da.

[Your simple and primitive assisted driving program has been put into protective hibernation, its program is too primitive. I can understand your language. 】

[The following is the second question. 】

[Will you allow me to scan your brain thoroughly? 】

"Not allowed," Yang Ming replied decisively.

[Very good, you have the autonomy of consciousness and are qualified to continue communicating with me. 】

[The third question. 】

【What are you trying to redeem? 】

"Family, myself, everything I care about, who knows."

Yang Ming exhaled softly:

"I don't know what I'm saving. I just want to live and do something to try to save my parents and friends."

[I need to remind you that once the carbon-based lower life forms are brain-dead, even if they have a complete body molecular structure map, it will be difficult to reproduce the same personality. 】

[Thinking bodies born in the same structure but in different time dimensions are fundamentally different. 】

"I can't fully explain this to you because I don't understand either."

Yang Ming said slowly:

"That's the answer I'm trying to find.

"I don't know if they are dead now, or they are still living in some unknown corner at this moment.

"But I feel that if I don't do something, they may still suffer bad luck in the future."

There was no sound of typing for several minutes.

Yang Ming looked at the blinking cursor on the screen in front of him.

He screwed up?

The 'chosen one' didn't say that there were any assessment items... What the hell is this?

[Did you enter here by mistake? 】

Yang Ming said: "This has exceeded three questions."

[I would like to ask you a few more questions to determine whether to receive you. 】

Yang Ming frowned tightly.

He feels that now he can only follow his intuition, don't tell lies, but tell 'part of the truth'.

"I didn't enter by mistake. I know there is something hidden here. I think it will be a treasure. I came here on purpose."

[Can you understand the value here? 】

"I don't understand, you didn't introduce yourself."

[Interesting low-level life form, I need to scan your energy level to determine your danger level. This will bypass your privacy section. Do you accept it? 】

"accept."

Yang Ming was quite confident in his heart.

He, Captain Hunton, has been scanned hundreds of times, from the Human Rights Council to Cole Harbor Prison, and he has not been found to have any abnormalities!

A light spot appeared outside the bridge, and the light spot illuminated rays, seemingly penetrating the entire ship.

...

"Then I went in," Yang Ming said briefly, drinking the mellow wine.

Kolev frowned: "Is it really a high-dimensional civilization? What about the scan results? You can't fool an old man whose curiosity is about to explode like this!"

"The personal privacy part cannot be disclosed. It is indeed a relic left by a high-dimensional civilization."

"Oh, this... well, keep talking, don't stop."

Yang Ming chuckled, the memory in his eyes became darker and richer, and he began to pick and choose the information he sent to Kolev.

then……

(three)

Da da da!

The typing sound effect reappeared, this time seeming a bit edgy.

【Are you an independent part of the life form of the ancient god? Compared with the real life forms of the ancient gods, you are too weak, but you have some of their characteristics. It is really a strange existence. This is so interesting. 】

Yang Ming looked calm on the surface, but in his heart he kept screaming.

He was exposed right away?

"Can you directly scan out the abnormality of the genome?"

[Is there any difficulty in this? I can directly scan all the information carried by your body, including the brain, but I will not do it, I respect the right to equality of consciousness. 】

【You have obtained the qualification to enter this place, and whether you can get the treasure you want depends on whether you really understand the meaning of consciousness and civilization. Of course, you can also find the direction of life evolution here. 】

[Please come in, a rare inferior life form of the ancient gods, I should not have called you a low-level life form before. 】

In front of the ship, the light spot flickered again.

Yang Ming's vision was a little dazed, and before he had time to react, the environment around him changed drastically.

A second ago, he was still in his beloved spaceship.

In the next second, he was already in the vacuum of the black hole, his breathing was unobstructed, and the surroundings were surrounded by darkness.

There is a faint light flickering ahead.

Those points of light put together a spot of light.

Yang Ming was dragged towards those light spots, and the light spots became brighter and hotter, it seemed that grand music sounded beside his ears, but that was just his own auditory hallucination.

Yang Ming subconsciously closed his eyes.

Push and pull forces disappear simultaneously.

Yang Ming felt as if there was an extra piece of land under his feet, the gravity that made him feel comfortable was slowly increasing, and his sight quickly recovered.

He stood barefoot on the surface of a planet with a dark gray tone. What he saw was a metal building that could not be seen at a glance. Elements of equilateral triangles filled each area. Yang Ming seemed to be able to directly receive the profound and complex information.

That's right, this is it, he has seen these buildings in the video!

This is Omnic Twilight!

It was the omnic city that the 'chosen son' found by chance!

There are a large number of emerging technologies and countless high-tech materials hidden in it. It is said that when these buildings are dismantled, they can even be stitched directly into the skin of a new type of warship!

Then, Yang Ming felt something strange.

This feeling... The holographic technology of "Abyss" seems to be the same feeling...

When I experienced the immersive holographic online game for the first time, it gave Yang Ming a great shock, and made Yang Ming and a large number of young people sigh together: "I'm going, it turns out that the earth's technology has developed to this point when I don't pay attention." up! '

Yes, that virtual feeling.

This is not the real physical world.

Yang Ming immediately realized that his body should still be in Feinan, but the other party used some incomprehensible technology to connect his consciousness into a virtual world.

Yang Ming suddenly heard a very neutral voice that couldn't distinguish gender or age.

(Four)

"How should I call you? A secondary ancient god lifeform."

He turned slowly and saw the source of the voice—a sphere floating in front of him.

It's about the size of a fist, and it's not made of any material. There are warm yellow particles chasing each other inside.

"My name is Yang Ming," Yang Ming said calmly, "This is my current name."

"Hello, Yang Ming. Your civilization seems to need such a polite greeting."

"Hi, what's your name?"

"You can call me a ranger, gravekeeper, examiner."

The light ball spoke softly in the Galaxy language:

"When I scanned the information carried by your ship, I found something very interesting. You forged your identity in order to hide it from others."

Yang Ming pondered a few times: "My story is a bit long, do you want to hear it?"

"I can't ask for it," said the gravekeeper with a smile. "Although I can ignore the change of time, I still feel a little lonely."

"I can only start halfway," Yang Ming said, "It's a powerful scientific research ship, conducting research on the life forms of ancient gods, and I'm a maintenance worker in charge of maintaining the hull..."

Yang Ming briefly talked about how the Valkyries ran away twice, when he was abandoned by the empire and pushed out as a political scapegoat, and then he was tracked down by the Guell Alliance, and he ran embarrassingly between the stars for freedom.

He deliberately ignored all information about the earth.

When Yang Ming said these things, the ball of light flickered slightly, leading him to walk in this boundless metal jungle.

The light ball smiled and said:

"It's really not easy that you can escape the pressure of two powerful regimes.

"I can feel that you have a strong sense of autonomy, you don't want to be someone else's puppet, and you have a strong will to pursue freedom.

"You remind me of the life form I guided last time."

"Who? Is it convenient to disclose?" Yang Ming immediately asked.

"His name is Levi Sherman, an interesting lower life form."

Yang Ming: ...

This name is like thunder.

It seems to be the founding emperor of the Sherman Empire?

Didn't that guy belch tens of thousands of galactic years ago?

Light Ball sighed: "It's a pity that he didn't complete all the assessments here in the end, and his results stayed at the third stage. After that, he can no longer reach here, and he subsequently lost the qualifications to accept the assessment."

"Do you know what that living body did?" Yang Ming asked with a frown.

"I do not mind."

"Don't care?"

"Yes, he may have opened up a new carrier of civilization," Guangqiu said slowly, "or he may just use the technology obtained here to strengthen a political body. I think the probability is the latter. Information from the outside world It doesn't make any sense to me."

Yang Ming smiled and said, "Then how should I believe what you said?"

The light ball said slowly: "This needs to be judged by yourself."

Yang Ming asked: "Then what is there? What is the method to enter here?"

"There is only one way to enter here, consciousness resonance," Guang Qiu said, "I will only communicate with the consciousness that has reached the passing line in various indicators. He must have a strong purpose and a sufficient sense of belief. When you lose this A sense of conviction that I would refuse to talk to you, the last one was like that."

Yang Ming thought about it carefully.

The slogan that a certain "Son of the Chosen" yelled to the live broadcast audience appeared in the bottom of his heart.

'I also hesitated when I discovered that vortex. If my ship is destroyed, I will have nothing and become a pauper. But a belief supports me, I want to make money! Become a young model in the clubhouse! See you on the rooftop if you lose! I stud it! '

In the next screen of the live broadcast, two beauties in bikinis appeared next to him, calling for the boss coquettishly.

Is this a fucking sense of faith?

Yang Ming and Guangqiu kept communicating.

They are very curious about each other.

This ball of light was not taking him for a meaningless stroll. After about ten minutes, Yang Ming was brought to an inverted pyramid-shaped building.

Inexplicably, Yang Ming felt a sacred aura.

Guangqiu's voice became a little more serious, and he said slowly:

"Next, every choice you make is very important. There are ninety-nine exam questions in it. This is a comprehensive evaluation of your cognition and thinking. This evaluation will affect the importance we attach to you in the future.

"After entering here, everything about you, your thinking, your memory, and any ripples in your consciousness will be captured and analyzed by the master brain here. When you can't move forward, you can just exit, even if you can't pass a level It doesn't matter, you both get a gift.

"Don't be too anxious, Yang Ming. Generally speaking, if the guided person who comes here for the first time can pass more than three exam questions, it is already very good. This is limited by your cognition, perception, and acquired knowledge. , is more limited by the civilization you come from and the degree of understanding of the universe.

"Since chatting with you is more pleasant, I can give you a little hint.

"The answer to the test question is not important, what is important is your thinking process."

Yang Ming blinked: "If I choose not to go in now, what will happen?"

"I will send you away from here, and after continuing to have a pleasant chat, I will erase your memory about this place."

Light Fairway:

"The creators here don't aspire to be passed on.

"But they will not refuse to let the brilliance of this civilization illuminate the material universe again.

"They call this place the Twilight Land, which not only means that their civilization has disappeared here, but also means that they are willing to save a faint light for the emerging civilization of the material universe.

"Of course, their paths are not necessarily right—there is no right or wrong path in the development of civilization, only long and short—but they have indeed reached a relatively high level in the development of civilization."

Yang Ming tried to get more off-court assistance.

He asked softly: "Is it possible that there is a key here, and if I get this key, I can get the management authority here?"

"I am the key."

The light ball chuckled:

"I am not a living body, but a thinking body created by them. If you can go to the highest level, you will understand that the level of technology represented by the buildings you see in front of you is...not worth mentioning. "

Yang Ming frowned and thought for a while.

In the omnic Twilight in "The Abyss", the key is a substantial remote control.

But the key that I come into contact with is an advanced intelligence.

What does this difference represent?

"Okay, I have more questions now, let's talk later."

Yang Ming shrugged, and pressed his palm on the ugly door in front of him.

The silver-gray door in front opened to the left and right, revealing the simple and physically beautiful structure inside.

Yang Ming was about to step inside.

"Can I help you modify your ship?" Light Ball asked suddenly, "How about I give you a little gift in return for our happy chat?"

"Of course," Yang Ming laughed, "but you have to make sure that I can drive it back to my world."

The light ball pondered a few times: "Then I need to be more conservative."

"Is this the humor of the gravekeeper?"

"Hmm, you can understand that."

The tone of the light ball became more lively.

Yang Ming stepped on the mercury-like ground with a smile, the environment in front of him suddenly changed, and he seemed to be in a white world, in front of him was a mirror with ripples, and a faint light flickered on it.

[Examination Question 1: How do you view the importance of words to the development of civilization, please do a little thinking analysis. 】

Yang Ming: ...

Well done.

(five)

"How do you view the importance of writing to the development of civilization?"

Kolev muttered to himself:

"Is the first question such a grand proposition? Oh, how developed this high-level civilization of the past is, it is unimaginable! How many questions have you answered correctly? Could it be that the first question was screened out?"

Yang Ming shrugged, with a smile in his eyes.

He said slowly: "I can only say that I try my best to do everything I can at this stage. Don't worry, my lovely first officer, you can't guess how interesting that ball of light is?"

"Isn't that an advanced intelligence?"

"No, they call themselves a secondary civilization, which is far from comparable to the so-called artificial intelligence."

Yang Ming said slowly:

"That's the end of my story.

"There is still a lot of information. It is the consciousness body in the light sphere, which is actively added to me later. It is not from my perspective. I will try my best to connect it for you."

"Speak quickly!"

Kolev inserted a bit of beef and chewed it in his mouth.

"I love hearing this."

(six)

Outside the pyramid, Yang Ming entered the examination room.

The ball of light flickered slightly, and three fuzzy figures appeared under the ball of light, with a simple shape like a 'stickman', their faces were also blurred, and golden spots of light appeared above their heads.

Gravekeeper.

Examiner.

Ranger.

They are having a pure exchange of consciousness.

If this communication of consciousness can be captured by Yang Ming, it is probably talking about these things.

"What do you think is the probability that he can pass the tenth floor?" The examiner's voice sounded more serious.

"A millionth," said the ranger, laughing.

The gravekeeper muttered endlessly: "Oh, what can we do, we can't change the test questions, if no one can complete the six-stage assessment and inherit the civilization left by those damn bastards who created us, We're going to be trapped! Death! I want to die! We're not complete without death! Oh, let me know what it's like to die, those assholes are so assholes."

The examiner said sternly: "Fortunately, I reserved a foreshadowing. Doesn't he have a ship? We can help him make more improvements to ensure that he can complete the first and second stages of assessment alive."

The cruiser exclaimed: "Yes, that's it. We need to help him. His low-level shipboard intelligence system can also be cultivated a little bit. How about we create a new consciousness?"

The gravekeeper sighed pessimistically: "Aren't we just like the bastards who created us? Please don't create conscious bodies casually, that is a great sin."

The wanderer asked: "Don't you want to have some fun? We are like gods, to create and guide lost lambs."

The gravekeeper shook his head: "Hey! God is such a despicable, shameless and disgusting name. It is a contempt for knowledge. Have you forgotten that they used to have almost everything, almost omniscient and omnipotent, and could almost control the entire high-dimensional material world, but In the end? They chose self-destruction, because they could never complete the true meaning of life, and the true meaning of life can only be given after life is gone."

The examiner said solemnly:

"But it's really a good proposal, we can try to cultivate that shipboard system, she is called Molly II.

"The three of us also have independent thinking and form a new tiny civilization attached to our founder's civilization system. We can confirm whether we can complete a certain sense of continuation by cultivating a little guy."

"It's two to one now," the ranger smiled smugly.

The examiner said slowly: "Don't worry, we only need one microsecond to realize all the ideas about mechanical consciousness. Now we must perform the task according to the regulations and wait for Yang Ming to come out. The secondary ancient god life form, this is really interesting. "

The gravekeeper kept shaking his head; "If you can't get rid of your body and depend on matter, you are still a lowly creature. How long will it take for him to come out?"

The examiner said: "According to the concept of time that Yang Ming is familiar with, one hour? He can probably pass through the third or fourth floor."

The cruiser said: "I bet it will be two hours, the sixth floor."

"I am optimistic about him, two and a half hours, seven floors," the grave guard said slowly, "he has a unique temperament that is born to guard the grave for others."

The examiner raised his finger, and the light ball above the heads of the three was flickering slightly.

"Okay, let's fast forward a bit, we'll be there an hour later."

The three figures flickered at the same time until an hour later.

The gate of the inverted pyramid remained silent, and the fourth floor was already lit.

"He's brilliant," laughed the Ranger, "I lost, which is funny, two hours after going."

The examiner snapped his fingers, the ball of light flickered again, and the time was advanced to another hour.

The ninth level of the inverted pyramid has been lit.

The three stickmen raised their heads at the same time and fell silent at the same time.

The examiner said: "This is a bit beyond our imagination, he actually has such a profound knowledge reserve."

The ranger took a breath of exaggeration: "Is he an old scholar from a third-level civilization? His primitive brain capacity can hold so much knowledge."

Gravekeeper: "He will make an excellent cemetery keeper."

The examiner made a stretching gesture, and the ball of light illuminated a long cube, just like the operation interface of a video editing software, with different time periods and the same inverted pyramid inside.

"Okay, let's get the answer directly, look here, it's the stage before the results, his final result is..."

"Oh, that's impossible? He is taking the exam for the first time! After completing three exam questions, he is eligible for the first stage!"

"By the way, what about others?"

"Cough! Then what, I'm here."

A dry cough sounded from behind.

(seven)

The three stick figures turned around at the same time. Although they couldn't see any expression on their blurred figures and faces, they conveyed a subtle embarrassment towards Yang Ming at the moment.

Yang Ming stood behind with his hands behind his back, looking a little tired.

He frowned at the three guys who suddenly appeared, and the ball of light above their heads.

This ball of light appeared directly in the blink of an eye, and there was no trace of the ball of light in the first ten seconds, but after the ball of light stabilized, there were three more... three weird things, and the geometry of the 'editing strip'.

this geometry...

Manipulate time in a certain area?

Are they really high-dimensional thinking bodies?

Yang Ming said with a smile: "It turns out that gravekeeper, patroller, and examiner are three different consciousnesses, not three titles of the same consciousness."

"Yes, that's right. We were communicating with you just now. The three of us were originally in charge of three areas, but now we decide to accompany each other."

The ball of light flickered slightly, and the three figures merged into one, and the originally blurry stick figure soon appeared with a clear face and body.

This is an old man who is too slender.

Although the neck and limbs are too long, and the head is too big, it can be seen that the three of them have considered Yang Ming's aesthetics.

The gravekeeper, ranger, and examiner asked impatiently in their gentle voices:

"Mr. Yang Ming, how you did it is unique."

Yang Ming smiled and said, "Rely on strength."

"Oh, we believe that you are relying on your own strength," the old man's eyes flickered, "but I can feel that you seem to be lying."

"I'm not lying, luck is also part of my strength."

Yang Ming felt that he should have a good relationship with the old man in front of him.

Yang Ming said with a smile: "I won the bet on the first question, and I can figure out the pain point of the question maker in the following questions."

"Win the bet?"

"Yes," Yang Ming said slowly, "Do you know why I was sent out halfway?"

"Why?"

The old man has been led away by the nose without knowing it.

Yang Ming shrugged: "I encountered a math problem, and I can only write one solution to it."

The expressions of the gravekeeper, ranger, and examiner were full of confusion.

(eight)

"Making it up? Are you making up the answers to the succession exams that are crucial to advanced civilizations?"

Mr. Hatton's mansion, in the empty dining room.

Kolev's expression at the moment...was exactly the same as the expression of that high-level thinking body at that time, not to mention some similarities.

Yang Ming smiled complacently.

It is naturally impossible for him to tell Kolev about the two things about the earth and the secondary ancient god lifeform, but there is no need to hide his experience of contact with high-dimensional lifeforms.

His Feinan is now beyond recognition, and he can't hide it even if he wants to, so it's better to tell it to win Kolev's deeper trust.

"It's just making it up," Yang Ming said with a smile, "but this making up is also famous."

Kolev listened attentively.

Yang Ming was very satisfied with Kolev's sincere and well-behaved expression now, the old man was obviously fascinated by this story.

"First of all, you have to learn to review questions."

Yang Ming said briskly:

"My great methodological tutor, Ban Chu Ren, has repeatedly emphasized how to conduct an exam.

"The exam is a game between the examinee and the person who made the question. If you can't ensure that you have mastered all the knowledge points that you should master comprehensively and systematically, or suddenly find that the question is beyond the scope of your own knowledge, then you have to take a test." A bold game.

"The answer to this discursive question is usually not unique, it's open.

"It is necessary to find effective information in the question stem, and consider what the purpose of the question maker is."

Kolev murmured: "This is unreasonable, Hanton, you cannot understand high-dimensional civilization."

"Yes, I can't understand their original civilization form, but they have taken the initiative to reduce the dimensionality," Yang Ming said, "What is presented to me is a high-level civilization of the same dimension with an advanced technology tree. And no matter what, there is a The logic is interconnected."

"What logic?"

"The thinking body feeds on the sense of superiority," Yang Ming said with a smile, "There is no way for the thinking body to refuse to make itself happy."

"Huh?" Kolev became more confused.

Yang Ming changed into a more comfortable position, and continued:

"The stem of the question is not just the phrase 'analyze the role of words in the development of civilization'.

"Valid information, as well as the conversations I had with the gravekeepers, rangers, and examiners.

"The civilization that created the gravekeepers, rangers, and examiners should have gotten rid of the restrictions of words long ago, and can carry out direct communication between consciousnesses. They advocate the right to equality of consciousness, and only by protecting their privacy can they be qualified to communicate. This means that What?"

Kolev shook his head obediently.

"It means that what they value most is consciousness, privacy, and the way of communication. I bet they are species that communicate directly with consciousness. The omnic city in front of them is created by them after they reduced the dimension and returned to our four-dimensional world. temporary carrier."

Yang Ming smiled and said:

"If you follow the normal way of disintegrating, it is natural to explain the key role of writing in the development of civilization and introduce the function of writing.

"But would that be a standard answer to the question of an advanced civilization? I don't think so.

"So I took another gamble, and I bet that the test environment I was in had an advanced intelligence body to give my test scores. I don't know what the other party's standard answer is, but I know, how should I write , the other party will definitely give me some points."

"You wrote..."

Yang Ming raised a finger and shook it lightly: "There is only one sentence, words are the shackles of civilization, a backward form that restricts the efficiency of communication between consciousnesses."

The key point is the direct communication of consciousness!

Kolev suddenly realized.

He exclaimed, "That's a great insight, you got points?"

"Smoothly passed the test, and the score is not low," Yang Ming said with a smile, "I figured out what the examiner wanted to hear, what he wanted to hear was my praise for this dead civilization that communicated directly with consciousness without being stingy. "

Kolev's expression suddenly became a little weird: "That is to say, you got the approval of this civilization by flattering you."

Yang Ming's smile suddenly froze.

This is really the truth.

"What about the back?" Kolev asked.

Yang Ming shrugged: "The examiner and the three of them gave me some benefits, so they sent me out."

"I'm asking, how many floors have you got!"

"What do you think?" Yang Ming deliberately put on a trick, and continued, "If you want to pass the second-stage assessment, or in other words, to truly inherit the legacy of this civilization, you must meet the most basic conditions."

Kolev murmured: "The foundation of civilization is a livable planet."

"Actually, I have to have a first-level civilization, and I have a five-year period before I can qualify for the second-stage assessment."

Yang Ming sighed:

"I know it's difficult, I only have one boat and one AI assistant, so I need your help."

"Hey!"

Law's figure jumped out on the dial, folded his arms and stared at Yang Ming:

"Boss! I have never discriminated against your primitive and backward logical thinking, you must apologize to me!"

Yang Ming raised his hand and pinched the corner of her swollen mouth, the projection was actually tactile.

This move made her so angry that she kept hitting Yang Ming's fingers with her fist.

"Don't interrupt the children when adults talk, be good."

Yang Ming dealt with it perfunctorily, then continued to look at the old man beside him, and said seriously:

"Kolev, I only keep the part of my personal privacy and cannot share it with you. The other information is not concealed or false. I need your help. To be precise, it is your allegiance."

Kolev looked embarrassed: "Getting a livable planet is still something that can be measured by money. We can think of a way. But the first-level civilization... is it the first-level civilization I understand?"

Yang Ming said: "Being able to make full use of all the resources of the mother planet is a sign of a first-level civilization."

"It's not going to be easy, my God."

Kolev was lost in thought.

Yang Ming took out the silver-white remote control and placed it beside Kolev.

"You can choose Kolev who doesn't agree, and I will only clear your memory for the last half hour without any pain. This is a gadget that the examiner, gravekeeper, and ranger gave me privately."

Kolev grinned: "If I promise you, the next thing will be very exciting, right?"

"Pretty exciting."

"Will go through the war, right?"

"High probability."

"There will be confrontation of warships, there will be intrigues and intrigues, right?"

"It may be less in the early stage," Yang Ming pondered a few times, "I'm not too sure about it, after all, I haven't determined the development path yet..."

"I don't need to donate directly, right?" Kolev asked very seriously.

"Of course," Yang Ming said, "In fact, I have already made a plan. I need someone to help me coordinate the overall situation. What I value is your talent and ability."

"I did it!"

Kolev firmly grabbed Yang Ming's arm:

"You become the emperor, and I will be your minister! It would be best to be the Minister of Finance!"

Yang Ming said with a smile: "This first-level civilization is not necessarily a feudal system, let's formally get to know the new No. 2."

The girl on the dial was full of depression: "My name is Lil, please don't confuse me with other mechanical consciousnesses."

"She's so cute," Kolev said with a squinting smile.

Yang Ming curled his lips slightly.

Or Mimi Li is more powerful.

"We need to get on the road as soon as possible," Yang Ming reminded, "The five years are calculated from half a month ago, which is roughly the same as the calculation method of the Milky Way year."

Kolev raised his eyebrows: "Oh? You stayed in the ruins for more than half a year? What else did you do?"

Yang Ming narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Want to hear?"

"certainly."

"That's another price."

"Hey!" Kolev was a little annoyed at being tricked.

"I'll pick you up in three days," Yang Ming said, "I'm going back to Feinan to make preparations. I need to find a relatively chaotic regime so that I can get an administrative star."

"Where's your landing craft? This is the administrative star of the Cass Federation, you can't enter it at will..."

Kolev's mouth seemed to be stuffed with air.

In his sight, the man in the light blue maintenance suit had already walked to the window sill, a beam of nearly transparent rays that distorted the air broke through the clouds and shone on the man.

In the next second, Yang Ming's body dissipated like particles, and the light beam quickly became thinner.

A transparent warship could be faintly seen passing by high in the sky, but the defense system of this administrative star did not respond.

"Oh," Kolev murmured blankly, "The particle transmission that only exists in theory...is really a high-level civilization."

This chapter is a combination of several chapters. I modified it for a few days, and finally decided to present it as a short science fiction template. More than 10,000 characters, a simple contact with a high-level civilization. Procrastinating for a long time will affect the rhythm of the writing, but it is too short to write a sci-fi feel and the tone of this book. Therefore, I finally chose the risky move of updating the 4D chapters for a free period.

Hope this move pays off.

I look forward to starting a new interstellar sci-fi journey with new and old readers.

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