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Chapter 1262

Words:2012Update:22/08/02 21:43:24

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My neighbor is gone.

Before he left, he left the key to me.

Now I have become the last Gaia, guarding the tomb of our civilization.

When I die, our civilization will come to an end.

There is still one "Flower of Memory" left in my hand, and it has little energy left, but I think maybe I can leave something for myself …

Perhaps the future generations will be confused as to why we went from prosperity to extinction.

I have thought about this question countless times myself, and it was not until I held the last Flower of Memory in my hand that I understood the problem.

It was not the disaster that destroyed our civilization, but despair.

When the apocalypse came, hundreds of millions of our compatriots died in front of us.

Some died from the disaster itself, but more died from our vulnerability in the face of the disaster.

We have considered thousands of plans, including migrating to the chaotic earth, including flying to more distant galaxies, and continuing our civilization. I believe that we can survive on the unknown land, but in the end, we chose to leave a decent tombstone for ourselves.

Surprisingly, I felt a sense of relief for such an ending.

Perhaps I still have some regrets that I can no longer smell the wonderful fragrance and no longer feel the intoxicating spiritual rhythm … but this is only a regret for my remaining 3,000 Mars days, not for our civilization itself.

Our civilization has no regrets.

Maybe this ending is not bad?

At the last moment, we chose the most democratic vote to decide our own fate.

This was probably the fairest vote we have ever had.

And the result was the same as expected.

Everyone chose to stay.

We put the key on the spacecraft and watched it go away.

It was ironic that we had never placed our hopes on the cold starry sky, but now we were imagining that one day, a creature would pass by and write our story in another language …



"Like a poem."

Seeing this, Jiang Chen made an evaluation.

"The popular narrative method of the Gaia civilization, and it is not in the form of words, but direct spiritual communication. I believe you have experienced that feeling. It is not easy to describe the feeling in words. I just copied it based on my impression. " Amos shrugged. "But the most important part is not the beginning. He also mentioned something about the ruins."

About the ruins?

Jiang Chen frowned slightly and looked at Amos.

"What is it?"

"Their ruins are divided into three parts. The first part is the living area, which is the part you see. With the key, you can open the second part, which is the database. The data inside is stored in something called the 'Flower of Memory'. "

Amos had a rare look of longing on his face.

"If I'm not wrong, that thing should be the thing we encountered! It could directly connect with a person's spirit, and then directly input the knowledge stored in it into a person's brain! God … I dare say that once this thing is unearthed, all the scientists in the world will go crazy! "

Directly using the mind to transfer knowledge?

Jiang Chen's eyes flashed with shock.

You can play this way?

It wasn't that he hadn't seen something like this before. For example, the virtual reality learning system in the apocalypse that was so common that it could quickly eliminate the illiteracy. But the mechanism of this system was only to extend the time in the virtual reality system, allowing the user to experience two hours or even longer of deep sleep in one hour of real time.

In this state, a person's ability to accept knowledge would be accelerated, and the burden on the brain would be reduced to the minimum …

However, even with this learning method, there was a major premise, which was that people must spend energy to learn.

But according to Dr. Amos's description, this Flower of Memory had completely abandoned the learning process of knowledge. Instead, it was a more thorough indoctrination, probably similar to the indoctrination or power transfer in martial arts and Xianxia novels … Low martial arts? It's okay, I'll give you tens of thousands of years of experience!

"You mean, the Flower of Memory can turn an idiot into a scientist?"

"That's ridiculous. Even if ordinary people mastered those memories, if they can't digest them, it's useless. But if a scholar with a certain foundation, or at least someone with scientific thinking, touches the Flower of Memory, he will undoubtedly become the most knowledgeable person in the world! Because he will inherit the knowledge of a higher civilization! Even if it's only a part of it! " Looking at Jiang Chen, Amos's eyes bloomed with fanaticism. "So I said, once this thing is unearthed, all the scientists in the world will go crazy!"

No physical object could withstand the baptism of more than three billion years. Perhaps the hadron material could, but after all, there was only one. Therefore, the Gaia civilization chose to store all the memories of their civilization in the Flower of Memory. Instead of using any physical existence as a carrier, it used the spirit of the creature itself as a carrier.

But as a result, Jiang Chen had new questions in his mind.

So what was the Flower of Memory?

Why could it exist for more than three billion years?

Perhaps this question could only be answered on the day the ruins saw the light of day again.

When Jiang Chen recovered from his thoughts, he exchanged glances with Amos, who had a fanatical look on his face. He suddenly understood something and said with a smile.

"Don't worry, after the ruins are unearthed, you will definitely have a share."

Jiang Chen patted him on the shoulder and responded to his expectation and fanaticism.

Amos cast a grateful look at Jiang Chen.

"Thank you, I really don't know how to thank you."

"No need to thank me. Your contribution to Future Group is worthy of this reward," Jiang Chen said with a smile.

Based on the Gaia civilization's description of the Flower of Memory, there must be more than one flower. After all, it was the legacy of a civilization. It was impossible to inherit it all by one person, not to mention that a person's brain couldn't hold so many things.

After all, it was a technology from a civilization that could dig through the core of the planet, and its advancement was naturally unquestionable. Although not all technologies were useful to humans, even sharing the tip of the iceberg was enough for an unknown scientist to stand at the peak of the field.

This thing couldn't be given to outsiders. Jiang Chen had no plans to make this matter public.

And as an outstanding researcher of Future Group, he naturally had a share in the Flower of Memory.

"Right, you said the ruins are divided into three parts. What is the third part?" Jiang Chen continued to ask.

"The third part is the specimen library," Amos replied in an affirmative tone.

"Specimen library?" Jiang Chen frowned.

"Yes, and it's a specimen library that was damaged at some point in time," Amos nodded. Amos nodded. "If my speculation is correct, the Devil Worms we encountered on Mars came from the specimen library. In addition, according to that memory, in response to the doomsday crisis, the researchers of Gaia civilization synthesized an oxygen-producing fungus that could grow in extreme environments, but for some reason, the project was not completed. "

"In other words, the oxygen-producing fungus specimen we found on Mars is …"

"It may be an unfinished product. Of course, this is just my guess, "Amos shrugged. "After years of disrepair, the spores of oxygen-producing bacteria spread from the specimen library to the outside world and adapted to the atmospheric environment of Mars over hundreds of millions of years of evolution. Later, species such as Devil Worms also ended their dormancy and left the damaged specimen library, forming the present underground ecosystem of Mars. "

"… In other words …" A bad thought suddenly appeared in Jiang Chen's mind.

"I'm afraid it's not just Devil Worms, it's not just the oxygen-producing fungus, there are many things we haven't seen before." Dr. Amos took a deep breath and said, "In fact, I used to think it was strange. How lucky does an ecosystem composed of a food chain have to be to last for hundreds of millions or even billions of years?"

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