"It's the donor...the materials we have here are all his property!"
After being reminded by his apprentice, Gong Jinye's attitude suddenly changed 180 degrees, and his tone became ten thousand times softer: "It turns out to be Mr. Zhang, what can I do for you?"
"Are you using the Ax of the Abyss smoothly? Haha... I was thinking about a question just now. I didn't mean to be negligent. Please don't mind."
The surrounding students were averse to the cold.
Master Gong has never even treated his little grandson with such enthusiasm!
He beat and scolded his grandson so harshly that he died!
"Ahem..." Zhang Ming was also a little embarrassed by this guy.
The feeling of having money... is not bad!
But you, Master Gong, are also a person of honor and status, so don’t be so money-worshiping, okay?
He coughed and got down to business: "I just got a strange object sent from humans..."
"Oh, a strange object. Any questions?" Gong Jinye responded casually, and he produced many strange objects in his hands.
"The function of this strange object is this... transmission, the ability to deliver letters."
Zhang Ming roughly described the function of the drift bottle: "I was wondering if I could use this drift bottle to find the entrance and exit of the abyss? Because it must have come in from the outside. I just saw its trajectory."
"Is there any possibility that your lab could fix it?"
"It looked like it was going bad after being burned by the green fire of the abyss."
"What! A strange object that can find paths... Please bring the drift bottle over quickly!!" Gong Jinye's violent nature was exposed, and he started yelling again.
Zhang Ming dialed another number and greeted Gondor.
Obviously, Gondor was also frightened, and subconsciously muttered: "God of Craftsmen...can we be saved!"
"Hahaha!" His voice suddenly became louder, "I'll come over right now."
In the brightly lit environment, more than ten kinds of green plants that can purify the air are planted. As the abyss pollution in the outside world gradually increases, Honggang people are trying to form a carbon-oxygen cycle inside the cabin.
There are still quite a few soldiers guarding the corridor, including a soldier who has broken through the three human limits, Re, who is on duty.
As a powerful warrior second only to Gondor, Rhenium is adapting to his newly acquired armor, and has made great progress during this period.
Zhang Ming came to an airtight room, took off his armor, and then zigzagged to the laboratory where Gongjinye was located.
"Is it this drifting bottle? Hmm...it doesn't look good, so you can't tell."
Gong Jinye put on a pair of gloves, carefully picked up the burned glass bottle, placed it in a small box, took out a lens, and took a few photos.
Nothing seems to be found.
Zhang Ming explained: “It has the ability to hide itself.
"Except for the sender and recipient who can receive its message, everyone else will just think it's just an ordinary bottle and ignore it."
"I see...According to what you said, it may have produced a small amount of intelligence, and there is a high probability that we will not be able to repair it."
Gong Jinye rubbed his hands nervously.
Facing his big benefactor, he felt that what he just said was a bit incompetent, and he quickly came up with another plan.
"But we'll find a way to strengthen it!"
"According to what you said, if a protective substance is applied to its outer layer, it will display [overload]."
"But applying a protective substance to its inner layer is equivalent to transporting this part of it. So we can think of ways to strengthen its interior. We have a liquid metal here called titanium liquid gold. As long as it is coated with a thin It’s only 0.1mm thin. Even if the drift bottle is broken, it will stick together like tempered glass..."
"Is this the only solution?"
Obviously, Zhang Ming was not satisfied.
This drifting bottle belongs to Lao Wang, and he ended up like this.
Even Gondor, who was standing aside and breathing heavily, was not satisfied with this plan.
"This is a relatively conservative plan, at least it will not make it useless. Other reinforcement plans have risks, and the risks are not small... you must not be willing to accept it."
Gong Jinye thought for a moment and explained: "This drifting bottle is different from the traditional forged wonders. It is born innately and produces a tiny amount of intelligence. This kind of thing will only be generated in the early stages of the world entering the Sea of Demonic Gods. "
"The specific principle can be explained by the strange object information theory." He picked up a magnetic pen and drew a circle on the blackboard. "Information exists forever. Once information appears, it will not disappear... This is our A theory based on long-term observations.”
"Before a world falls into the Sea of Demon Gods, the development of society and the exchange of populations must have accumulated a huge amount of information."
"This accumulated information may be hidden in some extra dimension and is generally invisible and intangible."
He drew a small circle near the big circle.
"After the world fell into the Sea of Demon Gods, this massive amount of accumulated information was released. Because of the emergence of idealistic rules, part of the information happened to comply with certain rules, so both parties had subtle and magical reactions, and with the help of certain A substantial carrier, forming an innate wonder.”
"Part of them has formed a tiny intelligence. Of course, they are not souls, but something like a program... To give a simple example, the ancients 10,000 years ago, because of the inconvenience of transportation, imagined a system that could deliver tokens. Five thousand years ago, someone had the same idea, and three thousand or one hundred years ago, someone had a similar idea."
"Due to the orderly accumulation of information, combined with certain idealistic rules, this bottle with subtle intelligence was produced."
"It is difficult for us to repair strange objects involving information theory. Once the carrier of this bottle changes, the intelligence will disappear quickly."
Zhang Ming swallowed and probably understood.
It is equivalent to replacing the hardware of a computer, but if the hardware does not have an operating system, it is of no use at all.
As for this "operating system", it can be said to be the most profound part of the science of strange things, and it can only be explained by metaphysics.
Most of the artificially forged strange objects have simple functions, such as the Ice Spear, which releases the "power of ice"; the Soul-fixing Gun, which releases the "Soul-fixing Light Wave"; and the Abyss Ax, which changes gravity.
These functions are actually inherent in the material and are nothing more than activating its characteristics.
The drift bottle is just an ordinary bottle, but it has an extremely complex "path-finding" function. The difference is huge.
"As for what you said, using it to find the exit of the abyss, I think... it's very possible!"
"The moment it is dropped, it will automatically find its way home. Based on this principle... Well, we will find a way to make a storage box, and the next moment it is dropped, we will capture it again. According to its By looking at the direction of movement, the general path can be determined.”
Zhang Ming was delighted. The imagination of these experts was truly amazing.
He looked at the pitted drift bottle, lying quietly in the box, and warned: "This bottle is already very fragile, don't break it."
"About half a month. Within half a month, we will definitely find a way to complete this storage box." Master Gong patted his chest hard with his rough hands and made a guarantee, "Don't worry, it will never be damaged. To this drift bottle!"
Zhang Ming nodded, he was quite relieved about this group of experts.
After all, this drifting bottle is like a life-saving straw, and Honggang people cannot be careless.
"Then you work first and let me know when the things are ready."
…
Zhang Ming turned around and left. Because the drift bottle was damaged, he was not in a good mood.
Fortunately, this time the things were delivered to me: a few pieces of letter paper and a light and shadow stone as thick as a finger.
"This may be... the last thing that humans can give me. I have already said goodbye to Lao Wang, alas."
The turning point of some things always comes suddenly, and fate is always unpredictable. When Zhang Ming wandered for so many years, found an intelligent race, and lived the social life he longed for, the fate that came from the drift bottle The thread was suddenly broken.
Although Zhang Ming has other means of communication, he can use the function of Gaia consciousness to communicate remotely.
But now...
He can't seem to contact his relatives.
"When I climb out of the abyss, when I return to the Sea of Demon Gods, when I return to the earth, where will my parents be?"
"They are over 70 years old this year, and they can't send the Fountain of Life back. It's all at the expense of Brother Hao."
In the past, when he was on Turtle Island, Zhang Ming actually realized this.
His parents may not be able to wait until the day he comes back alive.
But I won’t think about it deliberately, because the lifeline from the “drift bottle” has not been disconnected.
Relatives and friends send letters and photos from time to time, allowing him to experience the subtle family affection and let him feel the passage of time.
And...that feeling of being remembered.
At this moment, however, there may never be any new photos.
The life of firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea is really far away, and far away for a long, long time. The mother in my memory is a middle-aged woman with superb cooking skills.
The father in my memory was a middle-aged man with a bad temper. Now he is really an old man in his seventies or eighty, and he has no temper anymore.
After returning to his room, Lao Zhang lay directly on the bed and looked at the bright ceiling.
My mind went blank. I wanted to recall something, but I found that many things were blurred, like a gray photo, stained with a layer of brown pollution.
Unless he opens the "Memory Library", there are many things that he really can't remember.
"I have gone through thousands of sails and spent half my life, and I will definitely be an old man when I return. How can I be such a bullshit young man?" After thinking about it, Zhang Ming couldn't help but laugh at him, and then yelled at the ceiling, "Fuck you, for God's sake!"
(End of chapter)
