When he opened the book, an old and dry smell wafted into his face. Looking at the line of text on the title page, Jiang Chen called out the artificial intelligence Jean in his watch and translated the German text into Chinese. Sure enough, the name written on it was Adolf Hitler.
As the host of the auction said, when he turned to the second page, the yellowed paper was filled with densely packed characters, and it was impossible to tell what it was.
But it made sense. The famous MI6 spent a century and couldn't crack the codebook. If it was someone else, it would be no different.
Jiang Chen sighed. Just as he was about to close the book, Jean suddenly said.
"The Neumann code, created in 2059, belongs to an early disorderly high-information password arranged by quantum algorithms. It can only be restored through a specific algorithm formula. In theory, without the codebook, with the confidentiality of quantum algorithms, this information is unsolvable by contemporary decryption technology. "
When Jiang Chen heard Jean's words, he was first stunned, then immediately looked at Jean next to him with joy.
"Wait, you mean, you know how to crack this code?"
Jean tilted her head and told Jiang Chen with her actions that she could.
A series of green data streams flashed through the pupils in the holographic image. In about half a minute, the secret that troubled the British MI6 for a century was translated by Jean on the holographic screen.
36,000 characters were crushed into large chunks of text and graphics according to a special algorithm. Like spells, they were arranged into layers under Jean's command.
When all the information was released, Jiang Chen was surprised to find in the lower right corner of the holographic screen that the data released by these 36,000 characters was as high as 2.7 GB!
Fu * k, it would be a miracle if it could be deciphered!
"… Umm, are you sure you didn't make a mistake?" Jiang Chen looked at the image on the holographic panel in disbelief and asked Jean.
"In the deciphering work, I transferred 4.7% of the computing resources of the quantum computer," Jean replied emotionlessly.
Without the incredible computing power of the quantum computer, without knowing the translation formula, it was almost impossible to crack the information in this codebook. In other words, even if the translation formula of this codebook was known, it was extremely difficult to release more than 36,000 characters into a 2.7 GB file by hand.
Jiang Chen didn't understand the mathematical formulas, but he could recognize the general picture.
V2 rocket, jet engine, Me163 Comet interceptor, BV246 glide missile, Ho-229 experimental combat, atomic bomb design … as well as some weird stuff that couldn't be found on the map. Obviously, Germany was unable to complete the translation of this codebook until the very last moment.
Even if he had mastered the translation formula.
"Unbelievable. The Third Reich's advanced technology is actually recorded in these 36,000 characters."
Jiang Chen looked at the holographic screen, pondered for a long time, and finally let out a sigh.
Who would have thought that the fate of the entire empire would be entrusted to such a small booklet? Unfortunately, this booklet did not save the empire's final fate.
"Golden Apple, codebook …" His fingers gently tapped on the armrest of the chair as he recalled the issue of the colonial ship he and Lin Lin once discussed. They used Klein particle waves to send signals to Earth in this dimension and were received by the Willie Society.
Lin Lin once told him that the poorly made Golden Apple could only receive a limited amount of information. In this case, the meaning of the codebook was easy to understand.
The "small pipe" Golden Apple was obviously not enough to pass through the 2.7 GB file, so the colonial ship that entered the void first passed the 36,000 characters to the Fuehrer through the Golden Apple, then passed the codebook that translated the characters.
It was equivalent to compressing the 2.7 GB file and then throwing the decompression tool along with the compressed package.
Although for some reason, the people on the colonization ship chose Frankberg as the spokesperson of their interests, it was clear that their plans were in vain. Even with the advanced technology, the Third Reich still perished in the steel flood of the two superpowers.
The advanced technology was clearly based on the background of the 1940s, it was no longer advanced technology in the present. Any random rocket engine would be able to completely destroy the antique V2 rocket on top of it.
Jiang Chen realized this and was slightly disappointed.
He originally hoped to find some interesting things from this notebook, such as the advanced technology from the void. However, the survivors lost in the void seemed to have considered that advanced technology would not only not have a positive impact on the Third Reich, but it would also cause the Third Reich to spend a large amount of research resources on meaningless projects. Just like if Einstein was given a set of nuclear fusion equations, he would not be able to surpass the atomic bomb to create a hydrogen bomb.
But even if there was no advanced technology, at least there would be some treasures from the Third Reich! Although Jiang Chen did not lack money, it was a boy's romance to explore treasures unknown to the world!
His finger swiped across the holographic screen out of boredom, and lines of obsolete technology flashed in front of his eyes.
However, just as he yawned and flipped to the last picture, he suddenly paused.
The holographic screen depicted a fortress, a fortress located in the middle of a snowy mountain. The survivors in the void not only presented weapons to the Third Reich's Fuehrer, but they also presented him with the design of a castle.
How to carry out the construction was recorded in detail on this drawing, and even the construction site was clearly written on it.
Jiang Chen's eyes scanned the last two lines of the image and captured three keywords.
Fallout shelter, Antarctica, just in case.
Just in case?
Jiang Chen frowned slightly.
"What are you looking at?"
The door of the study room was pushed open, and Ayesha, in a loose white bath towel, walked to Jiang Chen with a cup of coffee. She just came out of the shower, and her white neck was stained with pearl-like water droplets. Her delicate skin was as delicate as tofu.
Jiang Chen pushed the holographic screen to the side, turned around the chair, took the coffee from her hand, and took a sip.
The sweet bitterness spread along with his taste buds, soothing his nerves and his tightened brows.
Jiang Chen put down the coffee, smiled at the well-behaved Ayesha, and said softly.
"Thank you."
Ayesha grinned, leaned down, and kissed him gently on the forehead.
"Go to bed early, my dear."
The kiss full of love ignited the chord in his heart, and his heart began to burn with a seductive flame.
"Mhmm, I'll go to bed in a little while." Jiang Chen gently patted Ayesha's back, got up from the chair, and whispered in her ear, "Wait for me in the bedroom."
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