"Human, what's your name, and when does it start?" Dream Demon said leisurely.
After hearing this, Tan Ling became nervous, his cheeks began to feel hot, and fine hot air kept coming out of the tip of his nose. He pursed his lips tightly and said, "My name is Tan Ling. I still need some time to prepare."
For a moment, Tan Ling was extremely embarrassed. He wanted to do some research first to see if it was possible to write the source code of seven-level runes for the Super Genetic Mecha or the All-Heaven Battleship. It was also the first time for Tan Ling to see these characters and he looked at the first few characters closely. , my mind felt a twinge of pain, and I couldn't recognize these characters at all, let alone operate them.
Tan Ling tried to mobilize the All-Heaven Battleship in another dimension. There were no humans on the No. 1 All-Heaven Battleship, so Tan Ling had to mobilize the second All-Heaven Battleship. The All-Heaven Battleship No. 2 had already been repaired, and the nine secondary guns were shining with silver light. , the main gun in the middle was also repaired, and even the rune characters were restored. Tan Ling couldn't help but sigh: "We humans are really amazing, we can fix this, even though the program source code was rewritten by iFlytek, at that time Tan Ling asked iFlytek to build the first battleship into the top battleship. Unexpectedly, iFlytek at that time actually upgraded the source code of the Zhutian No. 2 battleship to the seventh-level character source code that he could bear."
"Tan Ling is very happy. God has helped me. I can run the source code of level seven characters. The core hardware seems to be intact. Otherwise, it would be impossible to repair it with the current technical equipment of mankind."
The dream world rotated with a little movement, and circles of black nebulae emerged from Tan Ling's palm...
The distorted light and shadow of the dream demon suddenly condensed, forming a silhouette at a speed visible to the naked eye. The original body of the dream demon was Meng, walking alone with his erhu in his arms. About ten thousand billions of years ago, he joined forces with the heavens to defeat the Demon Dragon Clan. Three thousand incarnations of Guanyin Bodhisattva entered the dream world. Only one of them came out. This shows the strength of the dream demon at that time. Now, ten trillion thousand years have passed and the dream demon is even more powerful. , If Tan Ling hadn't carried the Book of Heaven, his fate would have been over.
The light and shadow gathered into a man in a white plain cloth gown, with a Xiaoyao scarf on his head. It was a square piece of plain cloth with a slightly yellowish white hair, wrapped around his bun, and tied with two long sword-head ribbons. "Floating as if left alone in the world, transformed into immortality." During the movement, the ribbon swayed, looking extremely free and easy, very carefree.
Tan Ling's eyes widened in shock, the smile on his face suddenly froze, and his mouth opened into an O shape, frozen like a wooden man.
This unexpected change made Tan Ling stunned. The dream demon was unknown how old it was, but he was still so young. Perhaps the concept of time did not exist in their thinking.
"Is this really a dream demon? He has fair skin, delicate facial features with a touch of handsomeness, and handsomeness with a touch of gentleness! The temperament exuding from him is so complex, like a mixture of various temperaments, but among those gentleness and handsomeness Among them, he has his own unique etherealness and handsomeness!" Tan Ling murmured to himself, although his voice was small, the dream demon could really hear it.
He clicked his tongue and said, "Then what do you think a dream demon should look like?"
Tan Ling's whispered words reached his ears word for word. His body paused slightly, his steps involuntarily slowed down, a look of surprise flashed across his face, he frowned in thought for a moment, and raised the corner of his mouth. , circled an elusive smile, and the figure slowly gathered in front of Tan Ling.
"Should the devil in your eyes be like a devil? The devil's head is like a house, his hands are like iron forks, his legs are like masts, his mouth is like a cave, his teeth are like white stones, his nostrils are like trumpets, and his eyes are like lanterns. He looks very vicious. Sheep's head , inverted five-star, black feather wings, bat wings, horns, pointed
Sharp teeth and claws, red eyes, black eyes, black skin, tail, or just add some insect feet. "
Tan Ling said awkwardly: "Mr. Meng misunderstood, that's not what I meant. What's more, I don't think all demons kill."
The dream demon looked at the black nebula on Tan Ling's palm, "Stargate, I didn't expect you to be able to open the stargate."
A smaller version of the battleship slowly emerged from the black nebula. This was the Battleship No. 2 of the Heavens stored in the sub-micro space. It was restrained in color and full of the mystery of technology.
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
The dream demon glanced at Tan Ling, and then said in shock: "Another space? Can another space be integrated into the dream world?"
The dream demon could tell at a glance that the dark and moist iron box was not simple. Tan Ling didn't care whether he was surprised or not. Withdrawing from the sub-micro space, the All-Heaven Battleship No. 2 completely revealed its true form. The huge All-Heaven Battleship suddenly appeared. It seems to occupy half of the dream world, but this is just because Tan Ling is close and cannot see the truly vast dream world. If we want to talk about the size of the dream world, no one really knows.
"This is the battleship of technological civilization! I have seen it in other people's dreams. This thing has so much energy that many planets cannot withstand one shot." Dream Demon said calmly.
Tan Ling frowned, and then asked calmly: "Mr. Meng, are you interested in taking a look?"
Dream Demon carefully looked at the All-Heaven Battleship No. 2 and said to himself: "This is a combat-type battleship! The power system is stellar nuclear fusion. Unfortunately, it has been overhauled and is far inferior to before. This is the highest level of civilization. Weapons, it is no exaggeration to call such a civilization a god-level civilization, it can even be said to be super-god. Civilizations at this level can not only control the universe, but can even create countless different universes. They have eleven Dimension conversion ability, observation ability and control ability, you can even think that this civilization created the universe game, and all dimensional universes are just products of their game. How did you get it?"
"It's a coincidence! No matter how powerful a civilization is, it will wither. Maybe we will be next." Tan Ling said lightly.
The two entered the Zhutian battleship. Tan Ling couldn't wait to turn on the phone, and a prompt sound came immediately, saying: "I am glad to serve you. I am Zhutian, how can I help you?"
The joy in Tan Ling's heart was extremely exciting at this moment. He had not thought that after the upgrade of the Battleship II, it would be fully intelligent and there would be no need for Tan Ling to write the source code himself.
"Heavens, write program source code in quantum space to realize interface communication and transmission." Tan Ling ordered directly.
With the dream world, the time crystal of the underworld is no longer needed. After all, it is only a second-level source code character. Tan Ling thought about it carefully, maybe the time crystal can be used as an independent communication space structure, and the dream world quantum is responsible for connecting them. rise up and form branches.
The magnetic voice of the heavens said calmly: "Okay, the source code writing program has been started."
"Start to capture the structure of quantum space and build a communication transmission framework..."
"The access is successful. Writing the seven-level source code begins. Invisible and colorless character codes are quickly formed. Links like human gene chains are connected to the quantum structure. One by one, Tan Ling knows that the source code cannot be completed in a short time. "Yes." He turned around and said, "Mr. Meng, you may be interested in visiting the underworld. I'm afraid it won't be completed without a thousand years here."
Tan Ling took out ten stellar nuclei and put them into the energy portal. This is
As a backup, I will not come here in this world. The first route opened is the underworld and the galaxy. Tan Ling thought that it would take a long time to write the source code programs for the underworld and the galaxy, but just when he was about to leave, he saw that The long string of mysterious character source code is being copied and pasted at super-light speed, like a purple greedy snake, spreading in all directions. It is not like building a highway or a network that requires base stations, entanglement, superimposed quantum, plus The seventh-level source code character is a kind of character called Tai. There is very little introduction about it.
"It's really fast! Human, what kind of character is this? Why have I never seen it before? Some look like musical notes, some look like law stripes, more like an invisible Tao, but it is expressed in words . It is really profound. Every character looks like an endless world to me, like the structure of a spiritual network. Explain to me what this character means? I can’t understand it at all." Dream Demon pointed at A literal tract in the form of musical notation.
Tan Ling smiled wryly at Yaoyao's head and said awkwardly: "I don't know the meaning of these characters, let alone how to use and compile them. It knows me, but I don't know it!"
"Actually, we don't know many words. Just like on the earth where I once lived, there were more than 7,000 languages without words, and 5,561 languages with words. But I only know Chinese and English, and I can't even speak other words. I’ve never seen it, so who knows what it means.”
Tan Ling sighed: "Each language not only has its own beauty, but is also a record of the history and culture of its own nation. Once it disappears, it will be completely annihilated. The Mayan script on the earth was used for 1,500 years. In the 16th century, it was destroyed and forgotten due to the Spanish invasion." ", so the inscriptions on the Mayan stone pillars became unreadable heavenly books. China's Xixia script was still in use in the 13th century, but now it has become a "dead script", and the inscriptions in various ancient books cannot be deciphered. This is not only a misfortune for languages and human beings. Cultural regret.”
"Well, what you said is not unreasonable. Chinese language and literature has a long history! Whether it is gods, Buddhas, elves or ghosts, you see, even our demon world speaks Chinese..."
"What English did you just say? I have heard of it in an interesting civilization. They call themselves angels. They have wings on their backs and look like sweet symbols. But they are divided into black-winged angels and white-winged angels. I remember last time I saw them When the Black Winged Angels invaded the White Winged Angels, I don’t know if the war is over now.”
"Mr. Meng, let's go see the grandfather and grandson first! Calculating the time, it's time to wake up." The Dream Demon smiled calmly and shook his head.
When Tan Ling woke up, there was a scholar in white standing next to him. He glanced at the gloomy sky in the underworld. The sky in the Northern Wasteland and the southern region of the Western Region was like a red cloud hanging. He said with his tongue: "This gloomy sky is going to change." ah!"
Chen Youyou and the old man woke up from their dreams. They became extremely energetic. All their previous illnesses due to long-term malnutrition were cured. The little girl was even more energetic, and the old man's stooped waist was straightened.
The little girl saw that her grandfather had become younger, estimated to be in his forties. The little girl couldn't believe it. This was her grandfather. Not only had he recovered from his illness, but he had also become forty or fifty years younger.
Tan Ling sighed: "Maybe time really doesn't exist, and time can be transformed if there is enough energy. It's just that if something is lost, it really can't be found back."
The grandfather and grandson cried with joy. The old man quickly pulled Chen Youyou to Tan Ling and knelt down...
