Chapter 1152 Hongmeng Cosmic Beach, the era of sculpture art
Xu Zhi put down his pen, feeling extremely calm.
He sat on the edge of the void, as if looking at his own pond, sipping tea and looking below.
This time, he won't interfere.
I don't have enough knowledge to interfere.
"This is a mysterious and unknown road that I can't see through at all... Even though in a sense, I come from the future and traveled here more than 1.4 billion years later,
But even though I have the mature system knowledge of later generations, I can't use it at all, and like the first batch of natives in the weak world... I can only walk alone, feeling at a loss."
Even he doesn't know how to develop!
Even if he wanted to teach it, he didn't have any knowledge to impart. The techniques and bloodline he cultivated were simply ineffective in this era.
His supercomputing power cannot deduce everything.
Because calculation and deduction are based on existing knowledge and data, and now even the most basic data are incomplete, and the laws of heaven and earth have not been condensed. How can Hunyuan Hongmeng deduce it?
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Everything is immortal.
The first creature also had its own name, Yimang.
As an ordinary person, he was the first living being in the world to produce wisdom. He had no cultivation, but he still lived to this day, ten thousand years later.
In these ten thousand years, civilization has lived a very fulfilling life. As earth-like life forms similar to elements, the original demon gods, they only need to swallow the energy of the universe to survive.
This world is wild, dangerous, and ultimately chaotic.
But at the beginning, when they were born into this world, they didn't feel anything strange, as if everything was born that way.
In the first ten years of its birth, Yi Mang hid everywhere with the children and descendants he gave birth to. They suffered heavy casualties. The chaos of the universe was intertwined, and the chaotic folding of space appeared at any time like a natural disaster.
Even the dimensions are jumping uncertainly.
Sometimes one-dimensional, sometimes two-dimensional, sometimes three-dimensional.
But the spatial chaos of this dimension is not a big disaster to them.
They are a ball of mud, sometimes reduced to one dimension, turning into a point, losing the ability to think for themselves, and seeming to be fixed.
Sometimes they become two-dimensional, with thin pieces of paper running around, and after a while, they turn into three-dimensional three-dimensional creatures, with flesh and blood bulging like springs.
They can even enjoy it.
Dimension jumping cannot kill them, but after being dimensionally reduced, if other disasters strike at the same time, it will be a huge disaster to be unable to escape.
The space is turbulent and all kinds of chaos are still lurking in danger. Even if they can live forever, they can only keep their population from declining.
the past twenty years.
They used gestures and signals to communicate, and gradually their own civilized language emerged from their wild and beast-like life, and the language gradually turned into a unique brain wave signal for communication.
They began to be amazed by the magic of language and felt the potential contained in it.
Language is the direct medium of communication, and communication is the ignition of civilization.
Ulala!
Ulala!
There was a mud boy yelling, pointing to a distant space turbulence, indicating that it was very dangerous. He once saw his companions enter it and then be torn apart.
The surrounding mud began to look frightened, looking at the vortex.
A new era of civilization has begun.
Through communication, they began to learn about each other's experiences of danger, narrowly escaped death, and understood some of the dangerous laws of the universe to avoid them.
The knowledge of the entire population began to be passed on to each other, like a torch. They learned the most important role of communication in a civilized settlement: avoiding danger.
moments of the first century.
The people of Yimang still know how to avoid.
They began to adapt to this new chaotic universe, multiplied in large numbers throughout the universe, and their language and civilization were completely mature, but they still did not break away from the tribe's wild life.
Development is extremely slow and sluggish.
Apart from eating, reproducing, and resting, they have no other daily life.
Time seems to be passing extremely slowly on them, day after day, boring and boring, as if it is just like the sentence: "People in ancient times lived for millions of years in spring and autumn, and their actions never faded!"
The development of civilization began to stagnate a hundred years ago, and people lived the most primitive life of barbaric tribes.
It is simply impossible to develop civilization.
Dimensions are jumping.
The parameters of material gravity may jump from 1 to 10,000 at any time.
The speed of light is also uneven.
Sometimes the speed is extremely slow, and sometimes it is unimaginably fast.
Because the propagation speed of light is uncertain, the observation method of "small in the distance and large in the near" does not apply at all. People who are close at hand may be far away in the horizon, and people who are far away in the horizon may also be close at hand.
The parameters of the light are unstable, making everything they see false, and even space cannot be measured.
They seem to be living in an illusory space universe.
In this case, let alone any so-called developed technological civilization, using tools, even the top spaceships of later generations will become a pile of junk when they get here.
Because the development of civilization is the use of tools, and the so-called tools are based on rules.
However, although they were unable to develop civilization, their population continued to grow rapidly. Being able to avoid most of the dangers in the universe, their casualties were greatly reduced, and a real era of population expansion appeared.
In the first thousand years.
They found new joy in their boring life.
They began to spend their excess time on architecture and became immersed in it.
In the empty and lonely universe, where they gather for survival, all the soil is shaped by them into various shapes, weird and bizarre, like children's graffiti.
Even though, within almost a week, there would be a turbulent flow of laws or a change in the parameters of gravity, which would directly destroy their creation, just like the frequent sea water sweeping away the sand sculptures on the beach, they still enjoyed rebuilding it.
day to day.
Give birth, eat, rest, build, be destroyed by the universe, and build again.
It took ten thousand years to build.
The era of great expansion is also an era of great construction.
The Yimang clan, who had nothing to do, was unable to develop civilization, so they devoted their excessive energy to cosmic sculptures. This is almost a historical inevitability.
Xu Zhi couldn't help but feel the shock of the epic, "Who would have thought? The first civilization in the universe, they were like a bunch of innocent children on the beach, enjoying themselves for tens of thousands of years! Building statues day after day.
, and then were constantly beaten by the tides of the waves, destroying their masterpieces.”
In Xu Zhi's eyes, this scene was bizarre.
As long as it is their residence, the floating matter in the universe is sculpted into various strange styles of buildings and they live in them.
With the development of these sculptures, their sculptural art has also reached its peak in the development. From the strange and bizarre style at the beginning, they gradually developed a unified aesthetic, and the sculptures became regular, symmetrical, and perfect spherical shapes.
Cube, triangle, polyhedron....
The whole world seemed to have turned into a mathematical and geometric block world. The sculpture also made them understand the beauty of regularity for the first time. They began to think for the first time:
【Why is the universe not regular?】
Although there has been no development for ten thousand years, they have already recognized the existence of a series of rules of "light" and "gravity". Because of the natural disasters of those variables, they have understood the existence of these concepts very early.
This is a very simple reason.
If gravity is constant, then people will easily ignore it in life. Newton will not pay attention to it until he sees an apple. But if gravity is not constant, and the object falls, the suction force on you will be extremely strange.
At the beginning, you will notice the concept of "gravity".
They even measured time and developed units to calculate their lifespan and how much time has passed.
They continued to play with the sculptures, and Yi Mang, who was sitting at the top, began to think:
Why isn't light constant?
It would be nice if the light was constant.
After all, light is so deceptive that if its speed were constant, we would not need to touch it with our own hands to determine the true shape of the sculpture.
The world becomes real when you only look at it with your eyes.
Why is gravity not constant?
It would be nice if gravity was constant.
If gravity is a constant number, the statues we build will not quickly collapse and deform due to the gravitational force between substances.
Why is space not constant?
If space is constant, the statues we build will not be destroyed by the turbulence of space and can always exist.
He began to question the irregular universe in which he lived for the first time, and it took root and sprouted like a seed.
He became dissatisfied.
But even though Yi Mang questioned it, he had no way to change it.
He could only lead his tribe to save money day after day to build statues, which would then be destroyed.
Thousands of years later, while concentrating on the sculpture, he found that his thinking was getting clearer and faster, and he could even vaguely see the inside of the body.
"I saw... myself?"
He stopped moving, as if he saw that his body was like another sculpture. Many details in it were imperfect and weak. He couldn't help but concentrate on exercising every part of his body and feel the deficiencies in it.
He was carving himself perfectly like a statue... Gradually, after another three years, he secretly felt that his life seemed to have broken through some kind of limit.
He entered a mysterious and mysterious state. When he woke up, several months had passed. There was a strange aura all over his body, and the entire universe shook violently. The stars were shining brightly, and the avenue was radiant. For a moment, it seemed like heaven and earth
