Before this, he was still thinking about expanding the production line.
But once he expanded the ant colony, it would always be a risk. Even the gang's basement was dangerous. After all, if a colony expanded, civilization would be born, and the outside world might discover it.
But now, he didn't have to worry.
"At the same time, there are many ways to play! A mere seven times the speed of light is still not fast enough. I can now instantly advance the timeline of a civilization! 'Fu Qingjun thought to himself.
However, this thing required too much mental energy.
With his full mental energy, he estimated that if he threw ten thousand ants into this space, he would at most be able to advance at the speed of a month in a day.
Not to mention, there were hundreds of millions of ants.
Unless he was a real god!
Otherwise, interfering with time required too much brain power.
No matter how much he thought about it, his brain was not enough.
"Forget it, I can't use it on a large scale. I can only use it as an Hyperbolic Time Chamber. For now, it's not bad to use it as an assembly line for clocks."
"Usually, time is still inside, and the ant craftsmen turn into statues. Once I inject mental energy, they will start moving crazily, and a large number of clocks will fall out."
A portable factory.
…
…
He arrived at the cafeteria and prepared to eat breakfast.
A group of burly men was also bustling here. It was very lively.
Fu Qingjun sat down and watched the leaders of the gang eat together. Occasionally, he would listen to the conversations around him.
"I heard that the frontline is a little tense."
"Yeah, I heard that the Ten Blade Society was attacked again recently."
"It's terrible. The war had stopped for six or seven years, but the Ouli Empire suddenly developed and developed a lot of powerful technology. I heard that they found ancient prehistoric materials."
"No, I heard that some of them are the reincarnations of Martians. They brought with them terrifying prehistoric technology."
"No, no, no, I heard that they dug out prehistoric humans. They wore grass skirts, tall and mighty, and they were strong men from four tribes. They were the ultimate creatures."
…
"Silence!"
Bai Yu shouted. "You're getting more and more ridiculous. You're talking about all kinds of rumors. You're just like the old women on the street, naggy and gossipy."
Fu Qingjun laughed.
However, the frontline was indeed in danger.
This was also the reason why Jiang Yang and the others returned so quickly.
In fact, this kind of thing had been brewing for a long time. It could only be said that it was a time of chaos, and storms were everywhere …
Fu Qingjun produced a large number of clocks and handed them over to Bai Yu. Then, he solved some problems regarding the development of the gang.
A few days passed, and everything was quiet. The number of people buying pocket watches had increased, and their reputation had indeed spread. Fu Qingjun had also visited a few times during this period, and found that it was indeed very popular.
After half a month, everything was on the right track.
…
Over the past three days, in a brightly lit laboratory at the Fiendgod Banquet.
"I'm done." Yudura finally sent him the good news.
She had created a chip shell.
Fu Qingjun studied it for a while. Good lord, a nano-scale chip!
Even overseas, they would call him an expert.
After all, at the level of modifying gene sequences, using the method of writing DNA genetic sequences to write transistors, the microscopic structure of living things was truly amazing.
Furthermore …
Wasn't a human's ultra-precise brain a type of super chip?
"Master, I'm very sorry. My level is limited." She was very ashamed. This was too big.
She could clearly make it as small as the smallest matter in a cell.
"People have to grow. Although you are not as good as Senior, I can see the hope of you surpassing Senior."
Fu Qingjun smiled and took out the circuit board blueprint that he had prepared for a long time. "Next, create this pattern … You can change the circular circuit of the snail shell to this. Is there a problem?"
Fu Qingjun directly stuffed a computer into it.
In any case, he had already given her the blueprint. The rest of the transistor skyscrapers would depend on Yudura.
In the middle of the night, Yudura suddenly said, "It's done."
Fu Qingjun was shocked again. Yudura was indeed a ruthless person. She had already understood the snail species to the limit. "Very promising. In the future, the profession of mechanic will be expanded and carried forward by you."
"Master, what do you mean?" Yudura was puzzled.
This was her master's species.
Fu Qingjun smiled and said, "In front of the great existence, the time of the past and the future is uncertain! Now that you have evolved into a civilized species, it may become the distant past! "
Eudora was deep in thought.
In other words, although I helped to co-evolve this species, it was placed in a certain time dimension. Sooner or later, I will encounter it?
I am the ancestor of the snail people, and in front of me is a subspecies of the snail people. It will return to my embrace.
…
…
The ruins of Earth.
A rare white mist shrouded the land.
The buildings were faintly discernible. The surroundings were quiet, revealing a strange feeling.
Below the building, a huge black creature slowly stood up on the ground like a wriggling black mud. It was wearing a black cloak.
"The end of the world …"
Fu Qingjun turned around and looked at the extraordinary wizard residential building in front of him.
It was magnificent.
Even the periphery had been modified beyond recognition, as if it had been covered by a thick layer of fine black metal.
It was like a tall demon tower. The top of the building was also built with a black tower like the tip of a sword, towering in the mist.
"It's like the Demon World Tower in the mist of the Demon World, the residence of the Demon King."
In just a few days, with enough resources, the ant queen's explosive rate was unimaginable.
A few thousand at a time.
Not to mention, the non-human ant queen that had already stepped into the fourth realm.
"The number of races has already reached tens of millions in the blink of an eye." Fu Qingjun shook his head. "They have even planned to expand the sewers and underground pipes."
Under Fu Qingjun's spiritual perception.
The Demon World was centered on this residential building. The underground pipes spread in all directions in a "network of blood vessels", spreading to an underground area with a diameter of 100 meters.
According to this development, it was likely that the underground pipes of the entire city would be an intricate and complicated Underground Demon World.
"They play with their Underground Demon World. I have no interest in cleaning the underground pipes of the city and making it new." Fu Qingjun instinctively bypassed the building and walked to the distance of the road.
Ta, ta, ta.
It was quiet under his feet.
The fog was so dense that he couldn't see his fingers, and visibility was extremely low.
"Liana stopped in a supermarket 500 meters away, struggling at death's door, and began to develop martial arts civilization."
Fu Qingjun slowly sorted out the information and walked into a clothing store.
The surroundings were in a mess. He picked up an Adi coat from the hanger and put it on. Then, he put on a hat and a tie.
"The range of movement I can move is gradually expanding."
In fact, he couldn't be too far away.
The area covered by their residence was the area that his soul could reach. Only in the dense space covered by their soul could he have a signal and control the arrival of the ahoge creature. Of course, it was already a hair creature now.
"However, there's really no one."
"Is this really … Earth?"
Fu Qingjun walked on the street and stopped from time to time. She entered all kinds of shops and walked around, but they were all empty.
However, the cars on the ground seemed to have been smashed by some giant beast. It was very terrifying.
He could vaguely see blood on the ground in the distance, but it seemed that even the blood had been eaten by something. He could only see it after careful observation.
"According to the building, the doors and windows must be sealed at night. Even Liana's exploration team showed that there are terrifying things at night that must be hidden and not discovered …"
"Evil things? Ghosts, vengeful spirits? "
"It seems that the nuclear explosion was aimed at this thing? Should I blow it up? "
He continued walking forward until he stopped at the edge of the signal range and entered a computer city. "Let's do it here. It's a good omen."
As for the more advanced clocks and even mobile phones, it wasn't that Fu Qingjun didn't want to bring them back to sell.
He felt that he was already attracting enough attention. Once these mechanical creations that transcended the era appeared, they would probably be even more jealous. It was completely unnecessary.
He opened his black haired arm, and a few snails fell down.
The shell of the snails was pure black. It looked smooth and round, but in fact, there were many integrated circuits inside.
It was already the configuration of a small handheld phone. It was just that this "super mainframe" didn't have a camera or a sound system.
However, the camera used the snail's eyes, and the sound system used the snail's mouth.
After searching for a while, he found that the mobile phones in the store really didn't have a password set. There was also a laptop. Fu Qingjun tried to turn it on. "There's still battery."
After all, new mobile phones were usually powered off. He could turn them on when he bought a new one.
"Next, it's time to create the program."
Sitting in front of the computer, Fu Qingjun took out a specially modified snail plug that he had prepared. He began to remove a data cable, connect it, and then connect it to the snail's shell.
"Sure enough, the power is connected."
Fu Qingjun smiled, plugged it into the snail's shell, and began to program and write a language.
There were all kinds of electronic materials in the computer city.
As for the computer language, he used the witches' language. It was still possible for him to create a relatively simple primitive programming language.
Seventeen years of learning was not in vain.
Soon, he wrote a simple activity program. "As a wild snail without intelligence, it has instincts to eat, crawl, and move … What I need to do is add additional logic."
"For example, patrol."
Fu Qingjun added a movement command and crawled forward from the living room.
Sure enough, the snail really began to crawl forward.
"Just as I thought, it's a robot. I can write commands in the brain and it can move." But he felt that it was quite difficult. In the next few days, he reprogrammed the brain.
The main thing was to improve storage and write an intelligent learning program.
He had learned about the intelligent mechanisms of the Alpha Dog.
After all, as a programmer, he naturally knew that the future was the era of 5G, the era of intelligent AI.
"The snail has biological instincts and beast-like intelligence … If this low-level brain is connected with a sub-brain that helps to process events and store information, maybe … it can really unlock intelligence."
The Alpha Dog had no emotions because it was not a living creature, but the snail was a living creature. It was difficult to imagine what it would become.
But soon, only half a day passed.
Fu Qingjun found that the progress was quite slow. Although the snail had a sub-brain to help with thinking, it was extremely slow to learn and needed to accumulate over time.
It was not a living creature, so it could be like before.
The first generation of the Alpha Dog also spent a long time learning. Although the improvement of the algorithm in the later generations made the learning speed increase by leaps and bounds, Fu Qingjun had not studied such high-level stuff.
What he was doing now was the most low-end, the simplest.
"Why don't I throw them into that space first and let them develop for a period of time?" Fu Qingjun thought, "Let them learn by themselves and evolve … their brain capacity!"
Living creatures could evolve over a long period of time.
The evolution speed of a living creature's brain might be calculated in hundreds of millions of years, but the speed at which this brand-new sub-brain would evolve to intelligence was uncertain.
He placed all the computers, furniture, and desk in the room and began to push the timeline.
Boom!
Time began to move crazily.
The room-sized world seemed to become magical.
Previously, Fu Qingjun had been a bald programmer in this room for 17 years. Now, he was outside the room, looking at the snail inside and beginning the life of a bald programmer.
"Let's go to the next future."
Fu Qingjun suddenly smiled.
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