Chapter 435 The galaxy is splendid, and a drunk party will rest [4300 words]
After setting the automatic cruise mode, Chen Feng returned to the bedroom.
After being busy and exhausted for almost a whole year, he was finally able to have a good sleep.
On Earth, due to the threat of alienated animals and the harassment of various insects, he had not slept particularly soundly for most of the past year.
After getting Xingfeng No. 1 and No. 2, things got a little better, but I still felt unsettled.
Psychological confusion also affected his sleep quality.
His confusion was clearly reflected in his diary. It wasn't until he found Sergei's secret base and successfully set sail that he felt a little better.
After Chen Feng fell asleep, Freders did not sleep, but still sat in his bedroom like a statue.
He was forced to change to a new environment and was very uncomfortable with it.
Of course, there seems to be no difference in the performance of whether Freders is adapted or not. There are stone sculptures left and right, more like a robot without electricity than a human being.
But now he has changed slightly from before.
In the past, Freders seemed to be not interested in anything, but now after getting up every day, he always naturally sits by the window and looks out the window.
After the spacecraft enters curvature motion, people cannot actually see the starry sky outside.
The perfect curvature bubble formed by twisting and compressing space cuts the connection between internal space and external space, and only pure quantum entanglement waves with no mass at all can pass through.
The essence of the curvature bubble is to compress the absolute vacuum to infinite density, which is still absolute space, and the mass is both 0 and infinite.
Starlight in the distance falls on the curvature bubble and cannot penetrate it.
All Freders could see was darkness.
Leaving the underground base, his relative space for movement has become larger, but his absolute space for movement has become smaller.
No matter how slow he is, sudden changes in his living environment will still have some impact.
He likes to look out the window now, which at least shows that he realizes that the outside world is outside the window.
As he was growing up, he was actually instilled with a lot of knowledge.
His brain structure is different from that of ordinary people, and his language center is hardly activated, resulting in his great deficiencies in language and communication.
So far, he only knows two sentences, "Follow me" and "Freddes".
Maybe he doesn't know the meaning of these two sentences, he just can use his vocal cords to pronounce the sounds of these two sentences.
A person who cannot master language cannot establish a complete thinking logic in his brain, and his ability to master theoretical knowledge is almost zero.
Just like people who are deaf-mute and blind, they usually appear to be slow, but in fact their IQ is not low. It's just that life is like this and there is nothing you can do about it.
It is really difficult for them to master a language.
While in the underground base, Freders was only busy with his own affairs most of the time. With the assistance of artificial intelligence, he acted regularly according to the training plan left by the first-time Sergei.
After getting up every morning, he would go to the operation workshop to conduct step-by-step training on the use and assembly of some equipment.
He couldn't read or remember the instructions, so he could only memorize the operating steps and procedures.
After more than ten years, he has become proficient in operating most equipment.
These are all preparations for getting to the ground before death.
His afternoon task was originally to read and study, but due to the flaw in his language center, the artificial intelligence deleted this part of the training plan and turned it into free time.
So he obviously has infinite time, but he never reads, he just stares in a daze, and he doesn't know what is going on in his mind.
The same is true at this time.
Chen Feng didn't prepare any equipment for him to practice in the spaceship, so he was completely idle and even more idle.
Eight hours later, Chen Feng woke up, and Freders was still standing at the window, but his eyes were closed, and he was probably asleep.
"Sir, I have completed the calculation."
As soon as Chen Feng sat down in the command room and searched for the channel, he received a voice prompt from Wei Xing.
He looked down at his watch and saw that exactly 27 hours, 33 minutes and 56 seconds had passed.
Really accurate.
He gradually became nervous.
As the saying goes, people are timid when they are close to home.
In this era, Chen Feng's hometown is not on the earth, not even in the solar system.
His "countryside" is different and built on people.
He had to see familiar people to feel like home.
After coming here for almost a year, Chen Feng has not really communicated with anyone except for Freders, who cannot speak, and he is not sure to what extent the humans in Orion's arms have developed.
He was even less sure whether the people he wanted to see were still there.
He previously thought that he would never be able to contact others, and even worried that he would be trapped and die on the earth, so through self-anesthesia, he first really assumed that everyone was gone, and then thought about everything.
If you don't have hope, you won't be disappointed. This is his unique skill to maintain his mentality.
The advantage of this habit is that you can always maintain your fighting spirit and not be easily attacked.
The disadvantage is that it is easy to make mistakes in judgment. For example, he has considered simply committing suicide more than once and starting over again next time.
The reason he convinced himself at that time was that committing suicide could effectively prevent him from being captured alive by the compound eyes.
This reason is quite good.
He had been persisting before, just wanting to find the core reason for this failure.
Now that I have read the history and vaguely found it, I can make some new attempts to find different possibilities.
He could really commit suicide,
But this is a bit too irresponsible.
It's so unfair to other human beings in this timeline to give up on the whole world so easily without knowing what people are like outside.
So while hesitating, he rebuilt Weixing numbly but firmly, and saw the possibility of restoring communication.
Once communication is restored, the fog that has shrouded human civilization in the Orion Arm due to information isolation will be lifted, and he will be able to quickly determine whether Tang Tianxin, Ding Hu, Lin Bu, Ou Qinglan, Dong Shan and others still exist.
He was looking forward to it and worried about it.
It feels like he invested a lot of money to buy a lot of scratch-off lottery tickets, scratched a lot but got nothing, and pinned his last hope on the last lottery ticket he was about to scratch.
He was timid, even after scratching the last lottery ticket, he still saw "Thank you for your patronage".
Then it will be completely cold.
If there were no acquaintances at all, Chen Feng would have returned to the state of complete strangers in the first timeline towards everyone in this era. He could not find an emotional anchor at all, and he did not know what it would do to him.
What impact will the decision have?
"Weixing, first establish a signal shielding firewall to prevent the leakage of our own information, and then start to establish a resonance frequency modulation channel to try to passively receive resonance information in one direction."
After thinking for a long time and even drinking two glasses of white wine to boost his courage, Chen Feng issued the order.
Wei Xing replied: "Okay."
"The firewall is under construction...construction completed."
"The resonance channel is being created according to the Bose quantum encoding 154784:546877:65... frequency, and the channel is established successfully."
"Retrieving external information..."
"Frequency fine-tuning is synchronizing..."
"Signal found. Sir, would you like to try to read the data?"
Chen Feng stood up abruptly.
But he did not rush to issue an order, but asked: "Can our own information be absolutely independent and not be detected by the other party?"
Wei Xing: "Because I have perfect resonance with the other party's quantum intelligence, as long as I don't issue instructions to the outside world and actively retrieve information, I can receive the other party's information in one direction without being noticed. I can receive all the other party's information, including
Top secret channel.”
Chen Feng nodded.
He understood what Wei Xing meant.
To put it in a simple way, Wei Xing is roughly equivalent to two distant tuning forks among the stars.
The human mastermind, Fan Xing, is the larger tuning fork, and Wei Xing is the smaller one.
Strike the large tuning fork to emit sound waves.
Sound waves travel far away.
The small tuning fork comes into contact with sound waves and vibrates.
Originally, the small tuning fork should also release sound waves when it vibrates, but due to its small size, the energy level of the sound waves released by passive resonance is too low.
Small sound waves are constantly diluted and offset in the air, and cannot be transmitted back to the large tuning fork, interfering with the state of the large tuning fork.
At this time, the relationship between Wei Xing and the stars is basically the same as that between the small tuning fork and the big tuning fork.
It is assumed that the Great Tuning Fork is an intelligent body and has its own consciousness.
The big tuning fork has no idea that the sound waves it releases are being resonated simultaneously by the other smaller tuning fork.
Weixing just turned on a small quantum beacon at the correct frequency, and all information came from the resonance and vibration of this quantum beacon.
Weixing did not actively inject energy to transmit information outwards.
Just this small resonance is insignificant in the ocean of information. If it is transmitted less than one percent of a light-year away, it will be shattered by the huge flow of quantum information in the external environment.
This state just meets Chen Feng's needs.
He doesn't plan to tell others that he is here yet and has just left the solar system.
The advantage of this idea is that it is absolutely safe, and his whereabouts are not easily detected by the compound-eyed civilization.
The disadvantage is that he cannot actively retrieve the huge amount of information from Orion Arm humans, and can only pull things down from the communication data flow passed between each other, just like a person standing by the railroad tracks taking photos of the train.
He can clearly take pictures of every passing "train", but he cannot go to the station and take pictures of all the locomotives.
Of course, every locomotive has to go on the road. As long as he takes pictures long enough, sooner or later he will be able to take pictures of all the locomotives and get a large enough amount of information.
After confirming that there was no problem, Chen Feng ordered: "Start reading and displaying the information flow status."
As he finished speaking, the star map in front of him continued to shrink with the solar system as the center point, and the scale continued to expand.
Nanmen II, Barnard's Star, Wolf 359, Lalande 21185, UV Ceti, the Sirius Double Star and other planetary systems near the solar system are included in the stereoscopic star map projection one after another.
After a long time, the range of the star map became a sphere with a diameter of five thousand light years.
Within this sphere are hundreds of millions of bright stars.
Hundreds of millions of stars form a long strip that stretches across both ends of the sphere.
This horse training is exactly a section of Orion's arm.
A few more minutes passed, and among the hundreds of millions of stars, intricate threads began to run from one planetary system to another.
As time goes by, there are more and more threads.
The more threads connected within the same galaxy, the brightness of the planetary system in the star map will gradually increase.
In addition, there are some faint threads that extend beyond the field of view and spread into the star map from other places.
Above the star chart, there is a column of statistical data that is rapidly improving.
"The number of planetary systems with human information activities: 79...87...135...796...3154...7218...11512...13577..."
This is the number of stars with human activities calculated by Weixing based on the information flow continuously collected during this period.
The numbers rose very quickly at first, indicating that humans have always maintained a very high frequency of information exchange with each other.
The rate of increase slowed down slightly later on, perhaps because the colonies in these galaxies had just been established and the population density was not large enough, so the first message was only sent out within these few minutes.
Weixing quickly gave an estimate, "The total number of planetary systems with human activities in the Orion Arm should be around 14,400. The quantum information flow outside the event horizon should come from the outgoing scientific research and exploration spacecraft."
Chen Feng nodded heavily, "Yes. Continue to analyze the current level of science and technology of mankind, administrative systems, geographical divisions and other aspects. Then you focus on these names. Their appearance is like this... Three hours later, Xiang
I'll report."
After giving the order again, Chen Feng stood up and walked out of the command room, returning to the bar in the rear living area.
He poured himself a cup of Erguotou and drank it in one gulp.
He clenched his fists very hard.
Humanity occupies 14,400 stars in the Orion Arm and has a vast territory of 5,000 light-years.
He had never dared to imagine such a scene before.
He had never dreamed of it.
He couldn't describe his feelings just now when he watched one planet system after another light up in the star map, and one after another silk threads representing the flow of information were connected to form the large network representing the territory of the human empire.
Surging?
have.
Feelings?
have.
Is it going to be a good time?
All.
Perhaps only these seven words, "Put aside the dark clouds and see the bright moon" can somewhat accurately express his state of mind.
Although he had seen descriptions in history books about the successful establishment of thousands of colonies by humans, that was five hundred years ago after all, and no one knew what had happened in the past five hundred years.
He had imagined that the territory of mankind would be very vast this time, but he was always uneasy when he didn't see it with his own eyes.
He has long passed the age where it is easy to have sweet dreams.
After nearly a year of lonely struggle on earth, now, he finally tore apart the fog with his own hands and saw the truth he had dreamed of.
His heartbeat was very fast and violent.
Chen Feng drank down the wine in his glass and thought back to the star map and the big network that represents human information exchange.
He muttered to himself.
"I knew earlier that humans can do it, really can do it! As long as we are given time, we can do anything!"
Bang!
He punched the alloy bar again.
He first experienced the frustration of creating the doomsday with his own hands on earth, but now he suddenly gained another unparalleled sense of accomplishment.
These two conflicting strong emotions converged on him, causing him to temporarily lose control of his emotions.
Maybe he drank too much, or maybe his mood was too strong.
He vaguely saw the compound-eyed man's disgusting fly face again, floating in front of the bar, looking at him with eyes mixed with hatred, fear and jealousy.
Snap!
Chen Feng threw the bottle out and hit it hard against the wall.
"This is the empire I created with my own hands using nine timelines! This is just the beginning! I don't care if you are a compound-eyed person or whoever you are, you will all die!"
"Humanity! Never stop moving forward! I said so!"
Even though he knew it was an illusion, he wanted to shatter it.
Chen Feng opened the second bottle of Erguotou.
The third bottle...
The fourth bottle...
He didn't know how many bottles he drank in a row. Even with his current physique, which far exceeded 40% of gene arousal level, he couldn't withstand it. Even the authentic Hou Kui he cooked by himself couldn't relieve the hangover.
Or maybe he actively doesn't want to stay awake.
He was under too much pressure, and he didn't suddenly relax until this moment.
