Chapter four hundred and eighty seventh silent language
Ronan looked at the simple text interface and was stunned. The large characters on the top were fine, but the small characters below were completely unclear.
Centenary sequence? What the hell!
In the brain uterus, the external neurons still emit electricity, showing that it is operating. Ronan originally thought that the external neurons that developed the "virtual brain system" had basically exhausted its deep mysteries, but now he discovered that in
There is clearly another kind of information hidden in the bottom layer, which is being gradually loaded at this time. The forming process of the hand-drawn interface is actually the loading process.
Three seconds later, the words "General Education" disappeared, and the same hand-drawn draft interface replaced it. It was still a minimalist mode, but the options were more complicated. What was presented in order were culture, society, skills and true inheritance.
Four selection categories.
Before the interface was fully formed, Ronan tried to look at the items under each category. However, the three categories of culture, society, and skills were completely unselectable. At first, he thought it was because the loading was not completed, but until the interface
After the drawing was completed, I tried each one one by one, and then I was sure that the only ones that could be clicked were the "True Biography" category.
There are five options on the second-level menu of the "True Biography" category. If Ronan recognized it correctly, they are probably internal cultivation, true truth, creation, deployment and configuration. Some of these words are familiar and some are unfamiliar.
, but they are all full of the meaning of extraordinary practice.
However, only the "Configuration" item is optional.
There was only one option to choose from, and Ronan just chose that one.
As he clicked again, the refreshed interface this time was not in hand-drawn mode after all, but an extremely complex three-dimensional picture, which obviously belonged to the configuration system category, but was only a relatively simple static structure.
On the side of the picture, there are questions and options, especially this is a multiple-choice question: "Please choose a basic configuration that is not suitable for inclusion in the main picture design."
The options are four groups of simple configuration patterns.
"ha!"
Ronan burst out laughing, although the breath he exhaled didn't smell of happiness at all, but only of absurdity and resentment.
Test me!
You test me!
You have the nerve to test me!
At this moment, Ronan no longer understands who made these mysterious arrangements, and his brain growth for sixteen years has been wasted!
He stood up suddenly, and his whole body was so tense that Jerry screamed again. The little guy's gleaming eyes had already deviated from the virtual workspace, but at this time, the database hidden in the external neuron had been loaded.
It’s over, it doesn’t matter whether it’s looking at you or not.
Ronan let go of his hand and let the little guy jump down to avoid being strangled to death in his excitement. But after freeing his hands, he had no place to place them. He turned around and finally raised his arms, trying to catch the intertwined light and shadow.
In the tree hole, that non-existent figure.
"What a bad joke are you kidding!" Ronan's muffled roar made the tree hole buzz, but no one answered him.
Jerry had never seen such an "uncle" before, huddled in a corner and afraid to show his face.
As for the virtual workspace embedded in the curved tree wall according to the adaptive function, the so-called "level test" interface it presents remains the same...
No, that's not right. Under Ronan's manic eyes, a blood-red countdown interface suddenly popped up, along with the corresponding text:
"The answering action has not been detected. Do you want to give up this mock test? It is detected that the test participants are not suitable for the difficulty of the question bank, and the version will be returned to the 'popular version'."
"Aha?"
Oh, there’s a countdown coming!
Not only is it prominently located in the center of the interface, but there is also a countdown for the entire set of questions in the upper left corner of the interface!
The basic time unit of the unknown civilization, if converted in seconds, is about 5 seconds. As for professional symbols like numbers, Ronan could barely recognize them after looking at the database for a long time.
The total time in the upper left corner, converted into earth time, is about one hour. As for the detection countdown on the current interface, look at the blood-red character code, it is already the second to last character, and it will return to zero in about ten seconds.
Even if Ronan didn't know the difference between the "acceptance version" and the "popular version", let alone what the "hundred-year sequence" was, under this restriction, he knew that he could no longer be willful. He was just rigid in front of him.
systems, not living people.
He strode forward and hit the second option before the blood-red countdown flashed at the end.
The exam simulation system calmly turned over the page, all the previous red warnings were erased, and the next question was displayed.
It’s another multiple-choice question, and it’s really difficult! You want to use this to stump me...
Facts have proved that it is incorrect to draw conclusions based on the basic questions in the past. Even if Ronan was in a state of emotion and was not in the best condition, after completing the following questions all the way, many of them were quite difficult. Some of them were even difficult for him.
Things that have never been touched upon before, due to time constraints, can only be judged hastily and half-give up.
Ronan didn't know what the passing score was for this test. It was okay to miss one or two questions, but he skipped a lot later and became increasingly nervous. He didn't know whether he would pass in the end.
The test lasted about an hour, and it took Ronan less than forty minutes to complete it. The reason for this was because the last question belonged to configuration design and required the construction of a "space-time module", that is, building a "space-time module" based on the local space-time.
Micro space faults and the like.
This is also the main direction that Ronan has been researching for the past six months. Even Ronan's research has gone one step further, almost creating it out of thin air on the basis of no reliance.
In contrast, the space volume and environmental conditions required for this question are very low. It only needs to store about 1 cubic meter of dead objects, and the duration is less than 5 minutes. It is not so much a space-time module, but rather a "space-time module"
"Space-time Bubble".
This was the most difficult question in the finale. The test system set aside about half the time for it, but Ronan, including the time spent on reviewing the questions and doubts, only took two minutes to solve it.
The unreasonable setting of "easy-difficult-easy" made Ronan wake up:
"It seems like I'm still very scientific."
Exams are always a good means of self-analysis. No matter how emotional Ronan is, he can still grasp some key information: during the test process, any configuration application involving the life sciences of unknown civilizations, materials science, or even
It is basic common sense, and they are all weak; but in terms of space-time structure simulation, restoration, construction and other relatively high-end content, they have very obvious advantages.
Such a knowledge structure was undoubtedly developed on the basis of the Mist Maze and the notes left by my mother.
Anyway, the test was over and Ronan pressed the submit option.
The results are about to come out, what will happen next?
People will always have extra expectations for matters that consume their energy. Ronan is not exempt from this. He is eager to know the subsequent changes. He presses his hands on the table, suppresses the surging emotions, and stares at the interface.
Eyes never blinked.
But two seconds later, the entire interface was suddenly cleared, leaving only a blank area without leaving any trace.
"Hello!"
Ronan instinctively reached out to touch it, and his fingers crossed the projection area, causing chaotic ripples. At this time, a brand new handwriting appeared, and it had been replaced by the characters that Ronan had been familiar with since childhood.
Ronan's fingers retracted as if they were set on fire, moving away from the trajectory of the writing. He took another step back to expand his field of vision and see more clearly the meaning of the connected fonts:
"Passed! He's as smart as I thought!"
There were two exclamation marks there, and there was a clear emotion between the lines. Ronan's body was still stiff, but his mind was already in a daze, and he didn't know how to react.
He watched blankly as the writing disappeared and new content appeared:
"Are you twenty or thirty years old now? Are you married? Do you have children? Is the earth still in a free state? Or have you already faced the stars and entered the hundred-year sequence? In any case, you can find it in a series of coincidences.
This hidden information is remarkable.
"As a father, I hope that you will read this information in your leisure time when you are reminiscing about the past; I hope that you will occasionally fill in this missing link while admiring my savior-like great deeds.
"But if you are still a troubled and painful person, with a heart of hatred for me, struggling with confusing clues, then please forgive me for my incompetence. After all, I failed to realize the planned plan. Maybe I have already
If you die foolishly in forbearance and lurking, it will no longer be possible for glory to shine into your life.
The corner of Ronan's mouth twitched slightly. There was a lot of information he couldn't understand, but he had no intention of exploring it. It took all his strength to control his surging emotions and his heart that was about to explode. The text continued.
Presenting:
"I have nothing to help you. I can only show you the path I have taken and the process of searching for answers. Although it is dark and rugged, I know that your mother's soul is always there. She lent
My talent and wisdom have opened up a long road to the ultimate answer in the maze of nothingness.
"However, I wasted too much time because of my stupidity. Levi, remember this name. This evil guest from the outside world has arrived. I can only hastily cut off this smooth road and meet the unknown fate...
"As I write this, I just hope you like that gift. Happy birthday!"
The signature is Luo Zhongheng and the date is June 18, 2090.
Ronan was nailed to the spot like a stake, looking at the signature until the interface and text disappeared together. Then a new picture appeared, which was a double helix structure similar to DNA. However, the nodes above were not atcg, but
They are miniature hand-drawn sketches one after another, seemingly divided into two routes that intersect and influence each other.
Ronan no longer had the intention to look at the specifics. He stood in a daze until his frantic heartbeat and surging blood made his whole body numb, and he did not make any move:
Subconsciously, he raised his hand, called up the perpetual calendar, and found June 18, 2090. His birthday is June 16, so is it two days later...
it's here?
It was only a few dozen kilometers away from where I was at that time?
Ronan took a deep breath. He wanted to step forward and recall the previous messages. But as soon as he took a step, his knees became inexplicably weak. He stumbled and hit the low stool under the table.
Oh, it’s so embarrassing!
Ronan lowered his head, half-bowed, pressed on the low stool, and suddenly laughed hoarsely:
"Is this a whitewash?
"Luo Zhongheng, my father, do you want to clear your name? Okay, I'll give you a chance!
"You come out, you come out now! I can, can consider, try to forgive you.
"This is your chance, come out!
"come out!"
The shrill howl tore the throat, shook the dead trees, and startled the birds, but in the end it was dispersed in the cold and silent night, melted among the whimpering and trembling branches and leaves, and was inaudible.