Chapter 788 Pioneers of Terra, Tombs and Echoes (7200,
The fragments of the source material computing chip have been broken into pieces. Although it is a fifth-level creation, it is at least part of a complete fifth-level creation. However, after a long period of destruction, it only left a mere 3 points of authority level.
of source.
3 o'clock. To be honest, this number is indeed quite funny.
If it goes downwards, there is still some source of essence. It cannot be said to be a mortal thing. If it goes upwards, the remaining source of essence does not have any power to activate its own uniqueness. It is no different from ordinary objects. It is very embarrassing.
It's no wonder that the Jin Deng family can't figure out the purpose of this source of energy computing unit. It is indeed crucial, but there are only three points of source of matter left, and no one can restart it - even if someone really masters the method,
It also requires a fifth-level powerhouse to instill authority-level source material into it in order to recover a little and understand part of its functions.
But Ian is different - he knows this stuff too well.
Leaving aside the fact that his soul itself has a similar ectoplasmic computing unit module engraved on it, the silver chip has already explained its origin to Ian.
But therein lies the problem.
The more information presented, the more questions there are.
The Sephiroth computing chip can be said to be the best thing to understand. It is nothing more than a computing unit made of Sephiroth. It is no different from the ectoplasm computing unit in Ian's mind, except that it uses Sephiroth as a material.
The problem lies in the subsequent Gift of the Star God and the Forerunners.
"As the director of the Alien Research Institute and the first known holder of the Silver Chip, the Forerunners gathered the power of the pre-Era civilization of Terra to try to recreate the 'Gift of the Star God', and thus the transcendent Originium Computing Chip was born.
The supercomputer, which was the technological limit of Terran civilization, became the basis for the leap of Terran civilization at that time."
Reciting the information in the silver chip in his mind, Ian chewed on its meaning: "If nothing else, the silver chip is the so-called 'Gift of the Star God'. At least it is part of it." "The source of matter computing chip is obviously the forerunner.
The reason why the Terran civilization can quickly analyze many fires and lay the foundation for Terra's sublimation - it should be the quantum computer of the Terran universe, a different universe with source matter and spiritual energy, and ether, or a more advanced
props."
"It can even be said that as the first known fifth-level creation, all fifth-level human beings in future generations will probably be more or less related to the source matter computing chip."
Ian still remembers that his teacher Hilliard once said that among the many materials required for the fifth energy level of the Fudo Castle series, there are the core of the ancient dragon, the spinal cord jelly and the lucid state neural network.
Among them, the phase neural network has actually begun to be constructed at the third energy level. Ian's current neural network is a system made of mithril mixed with a portion of Moraine Steel, but the ancient dragon-level phase neural network is obviously not that
A simple thing, it should be a super-time and space organ that is also reflected in the virtual realm and spans the two realms of virtual realm and reality.
In fact, such an organ is somewhat similar to the 'Ectoplasm Computing Unit'. Ian believes that it might be the 'True Ether Computing Unit' that is a combination of the Ectoplasm Computing Unit and the Source Plasma Computing Unit. And
A neural network definitely requires more than one true ether computing unit, which is the basis for many capabilities of the fifth level.
As for the core, Ian already has it, and there is no need to talk about it. As for the spinal cord, Ian thinks that it may be something outrageous. After all, the spinal cord is responsible for the information transmission between brain signals and the body, plus the ether transcendence.
Regarding the nature of time and space, Ian suspects that the fifth-level experts may be able to predict the future to a certain extent. Their physical instinct is a kind of prediction interface, which can be used directly when the enemy launches an attack or even has the idea of attacking.
Counter.
This is not a wild guess, because Hilliard mentioned similar abilities to him when he missed his courage in the past - he can directly know other people's assassination plans by instinct, ambush his conspiracy, and instinctively react during battle.
Knowing the enemy's attack route, the old knight believed that this was a powerful spiritual state, but Ian felt that if the spiritual state reached such an outrageous level, it would definitely be a kind of spiritual power.
The spinal cord is the carrier of their spiritual energy. Thought collection
return.
The source matter computing chip in front of Ian was damaged, had no functional modules, and was separated from the core body. But this proved that there was at least a mostly complete chip body in the Alien Research Institute.
And it may be the source of Terra's way of sublimation and the development of many super technologies!
"Anfa, where did you find it in the Alien Research Institute?"
Ian looked at the elf girl with burning eyes. Anfa, who was wearing a formal dress, sighed, shook his head and said: "I haven't even opened this box, nor introduced it to you, but you seem to already know what's inside.
A lot of information. It seems that the prophet is not only real, Ian, your prophetic power is also extremely powerful."
After calming down, Anfa collected her thoughts and said slowly: "This unknown strange object originated from a 'private exploration' of our Ember Light Department's Alien Research Institute."
"Before the joint exploration team of Canaan Moore and the Empire discovered that the underground ruins group next to Half Moon Lake was the Alien Research Institute, there were no restrictions on the exploration of this ruins group. Our Ember Light Department took advantage of this time to conduct many private
Exploration operations are also the practice of Canaan Moore. After all, this group of ruins was discovered by our family, and the Speaker of Japhetha is our in-law, so the Canaan Moore Grand Council turned a blind eye to this."
"I also participated in several explorations at that time, and successfully broke through the third layer of the ruins with the dragon's blood in my body, and entered the depths of the Xenogeneic Research Institute, but it was only the outermost part of the third layer. I wanted to completely open up the research on Xenomorphs
The deep passages in the courtyard require multiple high-purity dragon bloods, or even real dragons, to open them."
"Even so, with the assistance of my family team, I opened a hall on the third floor - but that hall had been completely destroyed by an extremely ancient explosion, and it turned into a hall leading to the bottom of the earth.
The deep abyss, the depth of the abyss is more than seven thousand meters, the temperature is extremely high, and there are extremely powerful psychic reactions and subspace physical barriers inside, which exceeded our detection limit at that time."
"And it was at the edge of the abyss that I discovered this strange object."
Saying this, Anfa opened the box in his hand.
It is not accurate to say that it was opened, because the box in the girl's hand was actually decomposed - it was originally a sealed box composed of hundreds of different metal modules, which were sealed by the psychic field.
Under the control of the law, all its parts expanded out of their positions. While maintaining a barrier sufficient to shield the psychic induction of high-level experts, the things stored inside were displayed to Ian.
What appeared in front of Ian's eyes was a red spiral galaxy.
Is it a top? Or is it the structure of DNA? It’s difficult to describe its specific shape vividly. At first glance, the fragments of the Seiranium computing chip actually look like a deformed miniature galaxy, except that all of its multiple cantilevers are present.
It spirals up and down and slowly floats in the psychic field.
It's very similar. This was Ian's first thought. No matter how weird the appearance of the source material computing chip is, the little stars and lines flowing on its surface are all the same as the silver chip he took over from Teacher Hilliard.
It's exactly the same - although Ian has never seen the original form of the silver chip since it was integrated into his body, the memory is so profound that he cannot forget it.
If it was just suspicion and speculation before, it can now be confirmed: the Forerunners indeed used the silver chip as a template to imitate the computing chip.
The silver chip is the gift of the star god. And the gift of the star god. Is the star god the creator?
Ian stared intently at the computing chip in front of him, but his thoughts wandered to extremely distant places: "The Star God is the creator of the true dragon. Just based on his name, it is not surprising. He is the creator of the true dragon.
They are enough to call themselves gods, and they can collect the power of fire across many galaxies, and their deep connection with the ether allows them to call themselves the gods of the stars."
"Perhaps the gift of the Star God is a gift given to the Forerunners by the Creator in order to encourage them to become Forerunners?"
Through the information currently known, Ian can infer a lot of things.
"With the help of many fire technologies, the Forerunners created a way for the Terran civilization to sublime. They received the silver chip as a gift from the Star God. Then with the help of the silver chip, and by imitating the silver chip, the Terrans created for the first time
A creation of the fifth energy level.”
"But here comes the problem."
"The Star Gods are also the creators. They crashed in an attack. The spacecraft hit the Moon of Gaze and crashed into Terra after penetrating the Moon of Gaze. This caused a disaster and destroyed the previous
Era Civilization."
"This can explain why the silver chip came to Terra earlier than the Skyfall disaster, and it can also explain why the pre-era civilization seems to have been connected with the creator and the true dragon."
"In the same way, this can even explain why the True Dragon has concluded a contract with the civilization of the previous era - because the civilization of the previous era is obviously favored by the Star God, and even gives gifts to potential civilizations, and as a creation of the Star God, the True Dragon
Naturally, dragons have a different view of Terran civilization."
"Derived from it, the true dragons and the Terran people of the previous era's civilization fought against the disaster of falling from the sky, as well as many subsequent wars in the Lost Era. The true dragons even helped some humans obtain their power, which is
In the True Form of Bloodline, the original origin of those true dragon bloodlines is also the reason why dragon blood may exist in the bodies of Terran people today."
Summarizing this, Ian has a clear outline of the relationship between the pre-Era civilization of Terra, the true dragons and the Star Gods.
Moreover, it is much easier to understand why the Xenogeneic Research Institute chose dragon blood as a voucher for entry and exit.
In order to study the fifth-level creations belonging to the Terran civilization, it was absolutely impossible for the Forerunners to give up on the true dragons, super beings that can naturally reach the fifth level. There might even be true dragons and the Forerunners working together to study their blood.
It is a kind of authority of the Alien Research Institute, so it can still open this ancient ruins after the collapse of the civilization of the previous era.
Of course, this may not be correct, but if it makes sense, Ian won't think too much about it.
"Anfa, what do you hope I can see?"
Raising his head, Ian was silent for a while, and then said to the elf girl: "There are some things that it is difficult for me to explain to you clearly as a prophet, but if you make clear demands, it will be much easier for me and I can choose among many chaotic pictures.
It’s possible to get what you need.”
This is actually very unreasonable. To put it simply, I know a lot of things but there are some things I can’t tell you. You ask a question yourself and I will answer it for you alone. Most people will definitely get angry when they hear this answer. It’s simply
Make people look like idiots.
But because the person who said this was a prophet, and the questions that Ian could answer were things that could not be answered through ordinary channels, Anfa not only did not get angry, but instead smiled happily: "I knew you were sure
What can be seen - let me think about it "
The girl with green hair and golden eyes narrowed her eyes, she thought carefully, and then said: "We want to know the importance of this strange object in the Xenogeneic Research Institute. If possible, we also want to know its specific effects, and
The reason why it broke."
Essence, origin, and reasons for change. This is the core of Anfa's problem. She wants to know how precious this rare thing is, why it is precious, and what happened in the Alien Research Institute to cause this precious thing to be damaged.
Become what it is now.
"The highest level. It is an extremely powerful computing core. It is a certain kind of computing chip. It is the most important computing tool of the pre-epoch civilization. The elves with crystal plate terminals should easily understand its concept. I think that the current Terran civilization basically
There is no existence that can surpass it, of course, it is the complete version. As for why."
Ian narrowed his eyes. He actually didn't know why the source material computing chip was destroyed, so he pondered for a while and said directly: "I have to touch it with my own hands to see."
Ian said this, of course, not to use the silver chip to prostitute the structure of the source material calculation chip - well, there may be part of the reason - but in essence, Ian intends to use his ability to look back on the horizon. Let's see.
Computing chips contain the deepest source of emotions, look at the memories lodged on them.
As a fragment of the fifth-level creation, there must be countless people’s expectations and emotional sustenance on the computing chip, even if it cannot be seen
In the scene where it was destroyed, Ian could at least get more information about the Alien Research Institute and even the Forerunners and Star Gods. "Would you like to touch it with your own hands?"
Anfa hesitated for a while. As the princess of the Jin Deng family, the only child of the current owner, and a dragon-blooded elf, she certainly has the authority to let Ian touch the computing chip.
But taking the risk and letting outsiders come into contact—no.
——Ian is not really an outsider.
Thinking of this, Anfa suddenly understood - Ian is a member of the Dragon Worship Cult and a lord invested by her. He can run away from the priests but not from the temple. So what if Ian really damaged the computing chip? Isn't that more serious?
good?
Being able to exchange an ancient rare object that is obviously damaged and whose general use has been seen, for the guilt and favor of a strong man with a bright future who can obviously become the fourth level. Oh, and now there is also a prophet - isn't this profitable?
?This is simply too profitable, and it is in line with Anfa’s vision of investment.
Thinking of this, Anfa even expected Ian to damage the computing chip. With this thought in mind, she stretched out her hand generously and touched Ian's palm.
Then, a little purple-gold light flashed.
Under the control of the sublimated body, a drop of Anfa's blood fell on Ian's palm. The purple-gold blood beads were as bright as precious gems. The elf girl motioned to Ian to smear the drop of blood on his palm: "This way
, your hands will be regarded as part of my body, and you can temporarily cross the psychic barrier and touch strange objects."
"good."
If it was the usual Ian, he would have been able to understand the thoughts that flashed between Anfa's hesitation and his subsequent freeness in an instant, and teased Anfa, 'Are you hoping that I will destroy this strange thing?' - but because of the
The computing chip was so curious that he didn't hesitate and directly controlled the source material to make Anfa's blood evaporate and cover the surface of his right hand.
He reached out his hand, crossed the psychic barrier without hesitation, and touched the red galaxy held by Anfatu in the palm of his other hand. The moment Ian came into contact with the computing chip.
Endless light and shadow flooded the young man's vision.
This is a laboratory that shines with many colors. It is huge and vast, filled with all kinds of advanced instruments. A schematic diagram of the skeleton and organ functions of a real dragon is hung in the center of the laboratory, and there are many powerful ones next to it.
As for the anatomy diagram of a specific super life form, if future generations see it, they will definitely know that those creatures are powerful monsters that are now called "ancient dragons" in the countries of Terra, super life forms that can be called "real dragons".
The laboratory is filled with powerful psychic fields, and the flickering inscriptions create the purest and flawless space in the world. This is an environment that any scientific researcher dreams of, and a white-haired, aging person has almost lost his human form.
The old man sat in the center of the laboratory. He stared silently at the crystal plate in front of him. The waterfall of data flowing rapidly in the crystal plate was reflected in his eyes, but it could not move his expression in the slightest. "No.
"
After a long time, the old man with so many wrinkles that his appearance was unclear, but his eyes were still bright, whispered to himself: "I will die. I will die no matter what. Without the complete life support project and the most professional medical assistance, I will die."
Life-extending surgery, the way of sublimation, will definitely burn life, allowing us to transform from immortal mortals into powerful but mortal extraordinary beings."
"Haha, how ridiculous. The path I developed for the sublimation of mankind ended up becoming a talisman. But we had to drink poison. Because of the defeat of the Star God, many fires were out of control. We need this power to cope with the coming of thousands of stars.
catastrophe."
"Poisoning and extermination, leading to the end of one's own life and being wiped out by the fires of other civilizations, and becoming the nutrients of other civilizations, I would rather the Terran people bury themselves themselves."
Until then, the old man was still confident and arrogant. When he talked about the fires of other civilizations, he had a overlooking attitude. He believed that his own civilization was higher than other civilizations, and he believed that his own race was far superior to those alien civilizations.
If the Star Man is strong, he regards all fire as the nutrients and tools of his own civilization, and everything is the firewood that keeps Terra's civilization burning.
So arrogant, so arrogant, so dazzling, just like a forerunner, holding a torch high and leading the way
All confused people move forward, walking in the dark wilderness with no way forward.
It's not because of nature, but only a dazzling existence like the sun, without another in the sky, can steal everyone's attention and become a 'pioneer' that is longed for by everyone."
At least, a precursor to the Terran people.
But the next moment, the old man held his head and muttered to himself as if he was schizophrenic: "But I can't die. I can die, but my wisdom, the gift of the Star God, the gift of the children of the sun, those inspirations, those keys,
Those subtle insights that cannot be recorded in words and words, those plans that are so crazy that I dare not leave them in words, and the possibility of the follow-up on the road to sublimation."
"They cannot be dragged down by my small life, they must be passed on. Our civilization must take over all the legacy of me and the alliance."
He hit his head against the experimental bench in pain, but it was not the old man's head that was damaged, but the extremely strong steel experimental bench: "But they can't do it - damn! Why! Why can't they learn!"
The old man's voice was full of panic and fear. He was not just afraid of his own death, but a fear that came from his heart.
It's like you can no longer eat a lost delicacy. It's like you can no longer see a landscape that is about to be destroyed.
It's like never meeting your closest friend or lover again.
Just like a prophet, he already knew that he was doomed to destruction, but found in despair that he could never change this fate.
So scared, so desperate.
But for the old man, what he fears most is not these.
There is only one thing that he fears most.
——No one can learn the knowledge he has. This is the greatest tragedy of a scholar.
If it were a complete Terran civilization, it would definitely be able to inherit what this old man was thinking. One genius is not enough, there are ten geniuses. One hundred geniuses is not enough, the whole world can cultivate ten thousand talents.
.
A genius who transcends the times can lead an entire project, or even a leap forward for an entire civilization, but only with the support of millions or even billions of practitioners and related technical personnel in a civilization, a genius who transcends the times can
Perfect your talents.
And he can also believe that everything he has developed will be perfectly inherited and become a "creation of civilization" that can be seen everywhere in the hands of everyone in the future era.
Even, with the transformation of other super geniuses, talents and practitioners, his original ideas will be more vital than he imagined.
The same was true for those complex and expensive computers of the past, and the same was true for those thick and bulky communication terminals - they all became more sophisticated and compact, more powerful and efficient with the passage of time and the improvement of countless people.
The old man absolutely believed that the civilization of the past had the ability to do it.
But the sky fell.
The skyfall destroyed the most important assets and confidence of the entire pre-era civilization - the more than 10 billion highly educated population, the global technical equipment and industrial production chain. The incredible ether impact even penetrated the virtual world and reality,
All storage devices below the sixth ladder are completely destroyed.
It's impossible. There are only so many survivors in the entire institute. The others are intelligent mechanical servants. Only a few of them can understand his thoughts. They cannot be left here, but will be sent out for research through the ether armor in the near future.
Send them to other sanctuaries with large populations, and teach them the latest knowledge of sublimation methods to fight against alien monsters awakening in the darkness.
Humanity needs the minds of these cutting-edge researchers to light the lights in the darkness. In this post-apocalyptic era where civilization has been destroyed, they can no longer continue to explore further roads and can only stop next to the village and light the torch, in the ignorant
A little fire from the past is preserved in the darkness.
but
"I can't even do this."
The old man buried his head between his arms and lowered his head in despair.
He groaned, tears dripping down from his eyes, staining his clothes and beard: "I'm going to die, how can I die? Humanity needs me, I haven't even found a way to transfer the gift of the Star God!"
"
"I can't even keep this most precious treasure. It is clearly the key left by the Star God to all Terran people to achieve the final ascension. It is the foundation for the ascension of civilization. How can I die with it?!"
"What on earth should I do?"
Ian stood silently behind the old man, because looking back, the white-haired boy felt the same fear, despair and confusion as the old man.
Especially the deep loneliness.
As the highest-level researcher of the civilization of the previous era, as a genius who transcended time and civilization, he was recognized by a super civilization that could be called a god, and received their gift - the wise man who is so beloved by God.
A pioneer who seems to be separated from the others by a world, the 'forerunner' is of course lonely.
His disciples, students, and promising successors all died in the disaster. The civilization and race he dedicated to it were also on the verge of destruction. The Forerunner himself was also about to die.
His crying and tears are not just for himself but for the 'Terra Civilization' that he represents.
He knew deeply that after his death, the Terran civilization would become the 'Terran Pre-Era Civilization'. For the Terran civilization of later generations, although the Pre-Era was developed and advanced and created a splendid civilization, they
After all, he had not survived the disaster. Those skeletons were his ancestors, but they were not them.
It's just...a group of echoes wandering among ruins and relics, echoing in emptiness and history.'
"echo!"
At this moment, the old man suddenly raised his head, tears were still flowing between his wrinkles, but he was no longer sad.
A kind of fierce fire ignited in the old man's eyes, and the eyes that had turned into metallic iron gray lit up with flames like the sun: "Yes - there is an echo!"
"Even if I die eventually, Terran civilization is destined to be buried in the tomb, but at the end."
"We can at least leave a message!"
——Even if I can't live forever, even if I can't leave my soul, even if I can't engrave everything about myself in words and data, I can at least leave an echo, and leave behind a counterfeit that is similar to me, but different after all!
——Although it is false, although it is different, and although it has shortcomings, it is better than forgetting, better than being lost, and better than being buried in a grave!
At this moment, Ian also opened his eyes slightly.
He stared in shock at the illusion of ancient history in front of him, repeating the words spoken by the other party.