Ren Zhong's desk is filled with disassembly tools, both manual and automated, ranging from precision screwdrivers to automatic disassembly machines.

He was very curious about the internal structure of this thing, but unfortunately for a while he couldn't even understand its assembly process or its material.

He held the small black box and fiddled with it up and down, but he felt like a cow chewing a pumpkin and couldn't get enough of it.

The small black box has only one integrated external interface, which has both power supply and information transmission functions.

In addition, there is not a single screw interface up and down, not even a gap.

Ren Zhong simply doesn’t know where to start.

But he was mentally prepared. This was his first attempt at dismantling a complete imported interstellar trade product, so it was understandable that it would be difficult.

After waiting for about ten minutes, around 8:30 in the evening, Ju Qingmeng, who was tired of traveling, arrived.

Work in the arms mall is still busy recently. The important task of fully upgrading the evolutionary armor has not been completed. About 20% of the parts have not yet been replaced with evolutionary metals. Ju Qingmeng is very busy.

But in the afternoon, she listened to Ren Zhong and wanted to go to Chrome Carbon Town to figure out the ghost particle communicator left by Yang Bingzhong. Knowing that Ren Zhong would definitely hit a wall, she simply gave herself another short vacation and took a paid flight after work. The vehicle goes straight to Chromium Carbon Town, and we will miss work tomorrow.

In the past, she would not have dared to be so arrogant because she cared so much about work performance evaluation.

But now, as her position has increased, her status as "Mr. Ren's lover" in the arms mall system has changed slightly.

What really changed her situation was that Ren Zhong had a straightforward falling out with Wang Jinshou yesterday.

A day has passed, and Wang Jinshou, a lunatic who never suffers losses, has not taken any action.

Ju Qingmeng realized that his life was really different.

Under the protection of Ren Zhong, she, a second-level citizen, felt the taste of "freedom" again.

…

"The outer casing of this thing seems to be integrated with the interface. It should have used atomic-level assembly technology that Yuanxing has not yet mastered."

After pondering with Ren Zhong for a long time, Ju Qingmeng said this.

Ren Zhong felt a headache and said, "You mean there's no way to disassemble it safely?"

Ju Qingmeng put the small black box on the material analyzer again, "I'll take a look again."

After waiting for a long time and looking at the analysis data, Ju Qingmeng said: "It is still made of alloy, but its strength is very high, and it can also be used for isolated scanning and perspective. It is usually used in the core moving parts of exoskeleton armor, or on the engine rotors of ships and airships. If To cut by force, severe vibrations will definitely cause damage to the delicate structures that may exist inside."

Ren Zhong asked: "Can wire cutting be used?"

"There is no material beyond its cutting line, at least we can't buy it."

"What about hot cutting?"

"There will definitely be damage to the structure inside."

Ren Zhong sighed, "It means that there is no other way except violent dismantling."

"Theoretically, this is true. The main reason is that we don't know the method. Advanced civilization has not provided maintenance instructions to the Yersun Group."

"Of course, if it were me, I would only be happy to sell a finished product like this. I just didn't expect that it's been an antique for decades and we still can't do anything with it."

Ju Qingmeng had previously found the code and model of this ghost particle communicator through the arms mall's management system.

Before it fell into the hands of Yang Bingzhong, this thing had served in a county-level communication base station for more than fifty years.

Its full name is One-Way Ghost Particle Communicator.

It is essentially a one-way terminal device that can only communicate efficiently with ghost particle hub stations that have signed agreements with each other.

After it fell into the hands of Yang Bingzhong, it could transmit large amounts of data instantly without worrying about disconnections and lags. It became a stable tool for Yang Bingzhong to communicate important information with the outside world.

However, the new ghost particle communicator installed in the Lagann boring machine and the Hunter is different. In addition to communicating with the designated central station, terminal equipment of the same level can also directly interact with each other, forming an ultra-low A wireless Internet of all things that delays huge information throughput.

The new communicator is also called an omnidirectional communicator.

This is the essential difference between the old and new models.

In recent years, it is precisely because of the emergence of omnidirectional communicators that this old model, which was originally a restricted device by the association, has gradually been deregulated and has become popular among the people.

Seeing Ren Zhong's thoughtful expression, Ju Qingmeng asked curiously: "What exactly do you want to study?"

Ren Zhong: "I want to know what ghost particles are. I also want to know its principles."

Ju Qingmeng said doubtfully: "Only the advanced civilization that produced it would know about this kind of thing. No one on the Source Star should be able to study this, and it's not important, as long as it can be used."

Ren Zhong subconsciously raised his hand and rubbed her head, "This is not okay. If you always know it but don't know why, civilization is doomed to stagnate. Then, humankind will definitely perish."

"ah?"

"If a civilization only knows how to seize resources from the outside without asking about the principles, or if it wants to ask but can't do it, then in the process of development, this civilization will sooner or later reach the point where resources are exhausted. One day. Even if there is no external enemy, it is destined to disappear silently in the universe. This statement is derived from the arrogance filter theory."

Ju Qingmeng was even more confused, "Filter? What's the use? Besides, aren't the nine major groups already preparing to go to space?"

Ren Zhong asked again: "They are going to the alien civilization that is trading with the Yersen Group. But in my opinion, that is not the real future, it is probably just a trap. This world is full of lies, right? ?In the eyes of the nine major groups, barren people and low-level citizens are just tools. But who knows, in the eyes of higher civilizations, whether the so-called nine major groups are also just tools? This point, ever since I learned about the relationship between the Yersen Group and the higher There is confusion when the currency used in civilization transactions is also contribution points. The contribution point system is a tool for the nine major groups to enslave other people, but it is not a tool for higher civilizations to enslave Source Star. So, what is the end point of slavery? "

Ju Qingmeng was stunned for a long time.

Ren Zhong used a few words to outline a future of infinite despair for her.

"So according to your description, the Origin Star civilization is doomed to perish? When the nine major groups left, the deserters and the abandoned low-class citizens died first. When the nine major groups arrived at their destination, they themselves were also destined to perish?"

"There may be some people who can survive and integrate into higher civilizations as vassals, but the Source Star civilization itself no longer exists. What I care about is not the so-called Source Star civilization, I don't even care about the life and death of the citizens. , I just feel... the barren people are so pitiful. So pitiful that if I don't try to do something to help them, I will suffer in my heart."

Ju Qingmeng: "What should we do?"

"I don't know. I just know that I can't go with the flow, and I will keep my will to resist throughout. When Lin Wang oppressed me, I resisted Lin Wang. Later, when Yang Bingzhong oppressed and enslaved Spark Town, I resisted Yang Bingzhong. I was in Yuanxing, Just resist the Source Star. If I go to the territory of higher civilization and confirm the negative suspicions in my mind, then I will resist higher civilization."

"If I can keep living and resisting, maybe one day we will see real relief. In fact, I am not sure whether my ideals are right or wrong in the real interstellar era. After all, the world I once lived in... …”

What he actually wanted to say was, “The world I once lived in was far from where it is today in terms of technological level. What was right in the past may not necessarily mean what is right in the future, because I don’t understand the new world where the nine major groups will go in twenty years.” What the world looks like. Perhaps, human beings who have reached the end of technology should be like this."

But he couldn't say such words.

It's not that he is afraid of being betrayed by Ju Qingmeng, but that he is afraid that this kind of self-questioning will shake his own will.

He faced too many unknowns.

Ju Qingmeng: "Hiss..."

Ren Zhong: "Are you scared?"

Ju Qingmeng shook his head, "Not really. In fact, I don't quite understand what you said. I just didn't expect that you seem to have the entire universe in your heart."

"Ah? This is too exaggerated."

Ju Qingmeng picked up the small box again, "Then what should we do now?"

"This thing is not precious. If you break it, you can just buy it. Let's dismantle it violently. I just want to see what is inside. I guess we are not the first people on the Source Star to dismantle it. It's just that Others found nothing, or they discovered something but didn’t say anything.”

About an hour later, the time reached half past nine at night.

After a long period of hard work, the two combined laser thermal cutting with grinding wheel cutting. After wearing out more than ten high-strength grinding wheels, they finally made a square hole the size of a finger on the surface of the small black box.

When opening the hole, water mist rises.

The two did not use water flow to cool down. The water mist obviously came from the liquid inside the box.

After the hole was finally opened, the two put in the miniature camera.

After a while, the two looked at each other.

Unexpectedly, there was no metal mechanical structure in the box, and there was no chip or chip, only a sticky liquid that had evaporated to only half of it.

"This... what is this? A living thing? The essence of the ghost particle communicator is actually a living thing?"

Ju Qingmeng looked confused.

Ren Zhong reacted very quickly, stood up suddenly, made a microscope slide at a very fast speed, and then placed it aside on the integrated microscope specimen holder that has both electronic and optical functions.

Thirty seconds later, Ren Zhong's eyes widened, looking at the scene in the model, and he lost consciousness for a moment.

That's an octopus-like cell.

As a Ph.D. in biology, Ren Zhong is very familiar with these cells.

These are neuron cells in the human brain.

At this time, the biological activities in the cells are rapidly stagnating and disappearing, which means that the cells are dying.

Move the camera position, and dying neuron cells appear in the picture one after another.

He looked at the small black box next to him, which still had half of it left inside.

God knows how many such neurons are in the solution in this palm-sized box.

He didn't understand why a communicator that had been operating for decades had no mechanical structure, but instead contained human brain neuron cells.

Will cells not die if they don’t eat or drink?

Ju Qingmeng has never studied relevant courses and does not know him.

She wondered: "What kind of creature is this? It can actually generate ghost particles. It's incredible."

Ren Zhong subconsciously said: "This is... forget it, it's nothing. It is indeed a wonderful life and a miracle of the universe. It's just that it has a tragic fate and has become a communicator."

There must be someone on the Source Star who knows the truth.

This cannot be hidden.
To be continued...