Blessings to the beautiful stars

Chapter 205
If it weren't for the fact that Zuo Wu couldn't free his hands now, he really wanted to rub his eyes well.

Because Zuo Wu couldn't figure it out at all, how did he see this black line as the "Great Wall"?

Zuo Wu recalled in his mind those Imperial Union documentaries that he watched with Ai Shanshan after a refreshing exhaustion—the city wall called "The Great Wall" really stretches for thousands of miles, which is quite spectacular; Witness of millennium history.

pity.

Even the "Great Wall" in the documentary is only reconstructed by today's people based on some scattered materials and modeled in the computer; its true appearance has been annihilated in the long river of history together with the history it witnessed, and it will never be found again.

Dilian is a branch developed by humans who left the earth thousands of years ago, but now they have lost humans and even the earth.

The same is true for Zuo Wu.When watching the documentary, like Ai Shanshan, he was just amazed by the achievements of the ancients, but it was difficult to feel any sense of belonging and pride.

Zuo Wu knew in his heart that he was a human being, but he was not from Earth; he lost his past memories, and woke up in a training cabin on an unnamed planet. Earth was just a distant name to him.

It's the same even if you still have the blood of human beings in your body; just keep appreciating the so-called ancient culture of human beings.

At most, it's just more conversations with Ai Shanshan, and setting some charming themes for the night.

Before the earth people stepped into the starry sky, they did not develop memory genetic technology, so the so-called culture has never been engraved into human genes.

And its inheritance is so fragile in front of the vastness of the star sea.

and so.

Zuo Wu didn't feel hurt by the black thread winding to the endless end in this pure white space; the word "Great Wall" popped up in his mind, probably because they are really similar.

……picture?

like where?

Zuo Wu couldn't figure it out for a while, so he squeezed his legs tightly around the sea monster's waist: "Ai Shanshan, what do you think the pile of lines in front of them looks like?"

The sea monster clicked his tongue, and pinched his left Wu's leg fiercely: "Your movements... don't let me go too far, it's very itchy! And you really asked a stupid question!"

"Stupid question?"

Hearing this, Ai Shanshan pointed to her own eyes; like Zuo Wu, Guhua Qingkong opened up the observation rights for her, allowing her to see the outside scene, and also filtered out the ones that were too harmful to the spirit:

"The void is a world where spirit and matter intermingle, and everyone's spirit is different, so what you see is naturally different; you say you see a bunch of lines? What I see is different ;”

"As long as it is not a group with a highly unified consciousness and a hive consciousness, it is really futile to observe the void with subjective feelings!"

"Compared to this, the data monitored by the Creation is more objective, and it has the value of analysis and communication; otherwise, what do you think I am doing here staring at this pile of data? Am I playing? I also want to see it with my eyes." It can produce results!"

Ai Shanshan seemed to be in a bad mood because she felt her own powerlessness; of course, it could also be that she usually held Zuo Wu's waist, but this time it was changed, and she was quite upset.

Unhappy and unhappy, Siren still performed his duties, and did not blame Zuo Wu for his lack of common sense. Instead, he carefully studied the data in front of him, and his eyebrows flashed with surprise:
"Huh? Don't tell me, the detectors of the ancient painting Qingtian did detect something extraordinary. It's really... It's really difficult to understand something from a bunch of numbers."

Zuo Wu tilted his head: "How difficult is it?"

"There is something in front of you, water accounts for 50.00% five, protein accounts for 20.00%, fat accounts for 20.00%, inorganic matter accounts for 5.00%, what is this thing?"

Ai Shanshan asked, and finally stretched out his hand to grab Zuo Wu's leg a little too much, and tried his best to adjust it into a comfortable posture, just touching her back waist, like a not very soft cushion.

And Zuo Wu thought for a moment: "...I have read books on nutrition, you are talking about the composition of the human body, so you are talking about the individual?"

But the siren gave Zuo Wu a blank look:
"You also know that it's something in the book. You can only draw a conclusion if you copy the standard answer. Unfortunately, if Void is the examiner, it will definitely say that your answer is wrong;"

"Humans are made up like this, isn't the gorilla like a human? Or the little pig and lamb who happen to be similar to a human?"

"Thinking about objects in the void through data is like a blind man trying to figure out an elephant; the things shown by numbers are objective but not comprehensive. Sometimes you have to use your imagination..."

imagination.

Before the Kraken completely came to a conclusion, the ancient painting did not dare to move in the clear sky; the data showed that the thing ahead that was abstracted into a mess of lines by the high-dimensional world was quite huge.

The mecha appeared in front of it, like a small midge approaching the gnaw of a giant spider.

Zuo Wu blinked: "...But before we recognized Marika's warmth at a glance, and Gou Yide who was also drawn into a mess."

"It's similar to what you knew from nutrition books before when I was talking about 'people'. If you have seen it a few times in the past, or roughly know what it is, it will be easier to imagine and have a direction."

Ai Shanshan replied, Zuo Wu wished he could slap him in the face twice.

I feel that the colossal monster lying in front of the clear sky of the ancient painting is a "Great Wall", so it should be a valuable clue.

Saying so much here seems like a waste of time.

Not noticing that the expression of Gou Yizhan, who was pinched by the ancient painting Qingkong, was blurred again, Zuo Wu continued to say in a deep voice:
"Aishanshan, it may be difficult to explain, but I believe what I see is a 'Great Wall'."

The siren was disdainful at first, but after glancing at the data a few more times, his eyes suddenly widened, and he muttered, "Impossible, impossible, how could someone say it right?", and started pointing fingers at the control panel.

The rest of the people were also thoughtful, but Zuo Wu was a little surprised: "Do you know what the Great Wall is?"

"Things that you have been blowing up for so many years at the Imperial Union should have some concepts;" Liang Guling, who has successfully tucked his limbs into his abdomen and saved space, said:

"This is also the homework that Xiaoling did to receive you, it's just..."

"Just what?" Zuo Wu asked, mobilizing the observation authority of the ancient painting Qingkong, and found that Gou Yizhan, who was still pinched by the mecha, was looking at the black line, fascinated.

The word Great Wall also touched the god's nerves.

Liangguling has no authority, so he can only talk about the endless void outside in the small cockpit:
"The role of the Great Wall is nothing more than two. One is to be used as a capital to demonstrate the inheritance of civilization, and the other is to resist foreign enemies in a longer period of time;"

"There is no cultural strength in the void, so the Great Wall in the void is used to resist foreign enemies."

"But in the void, where is there any enemy?"

good question.

It is said that in this generation, about 200 years ago, a team of explorers successfully returned after entering the void, and disclosed the data they observed to all the governments of the galaxy.

As a result, this team of explorers was listed as traitors by the regime they belonged to, and other regimes suffered a catastrophe when they frantically used these data.

But it leaves the gates of the void open for more power and vitality.

At present, although void technology is still extremely cutting-edge, there are not a few civilizations that have become increasingly proficient in its use.

But for 200 years like this, let alone observing the enemy in the void, it is even impossible to observe any signs of life in the high-dimensional world.

This void is more dead and silent than the Milky Way when 600 million civilizations have never ascended to space. It seems that life is absolutely forbidden inside, and it seems that the aborigines in the void have been thoroughly cleaned.

Speaking of which, Gou Yizhan was the first person they met who might be a resident of the Void, but he lost the Staff of Taowumu, which was already tolerated by this world and could not verify this conjecture.

Zuo Wu scratched his hair and shouted to Gou Yisheng: "If what we see is really the Great Wall, is it also built by your Taowumu?"

"...Well, I think it was indeed made by my Tower Worm."

Gou Yimo nodded and rubbed his eyes, making Zuo Wu, who couldn't move his hands, very envious.

But Gou Yisheng changed the subject immediately: "But I... didn't know that my children were building this thing, so I can't take credit for it... It's Taowumu's own crystallization!"

Zuo Wu could understand the pride hidden in Gou Yi's words.

Imagine.

The Taowomen spent countless efforts to stuff their own planet into the void; then they rode it, spent thousands of years, traveled all the planets on the periphery of the galaxy, and connected a boundless Great Wall in the void.

If the Great Wall breaks away from the void and appears in the real world, it will be a spectacle that surpasses all the giant structures of the Milky Way today.

Whatever Tawum's motives for building it, it was a majesty worthy of the fathers of civilization.

Of course, a civilization that has the willpower to spend thousands of years building such a spectacle has a high probability of being extremely tenacious. It shouldn't break down and want to commit suicide because of certain facts, even if those facts may make people feel quite hopeless.

Strong and tenacious children will make their parents' feelings for them gradually change from doting to unparalleled pride.

Just like Gou Yi death.

But pride be pride.

Zuo Wu still felt a headache for this confused man: "So, you don't know what the Great Wall is guarding against?"

"Sorry, I don't know, or maybe I forgot, I even forgot that my children are building the Great Wall..."

Ai Shanshan also sighed:

"Don't worry about who the enemy the Great Wall is guarding against, the key is whether we can use it?"

"It's the Great Wall, which means it has at least a defensive function, and it was made by the seemingly advanced Taowumu, so it should be able to block all kinds of attacks;"

"So, is there a possibility that we can use the defense mechanism of the 'Great Wall' to find a way to suppress the wave of the explosion of the Chuangshen Manifesto?"

Zuo Wu's eyes lit up: "Ai Shanshan, do you also believe that this thing is a 'Great Wall'?"

The sea monster glanced at Zuo Wu, and turned his eyes away: "You are lucky, I hope your luck...it won't be so good in the future."

Zuo Wu's luck always attracts some weird things, and it's the same with this "Great Wall" this time.

It's hard to say whether this distress is caused by the luck of the blood, and the purpose is to make him related to the Great Wall and Taowumu in this void.

The sea monster pursed her lips, and when Levina woke up, she had to ask the elf maid about the "thread of fate" wrapped around Zuo Wu's body.

Did it disappear with Bai Aisi's defeat in the battle with the angel; or after being untied from Bai Aisi, the end that was originally connected to the seeker lost its attachment, fluttered with the wind, and then became connected with all the people nearby.

Is there such a reason for encountering the Great Wall by such a coincidence this time?
Of course, this is something to be dealt with later.

As for Ai Shanshan's conjecture that she used the Great Wall of Void to deal with the Chuangshen Calligraphy, of course there is a probability that it will come true!
Although it seems that the Creation Manifesto is a weapon beyond the imagination of the Galactic regime, it is definitely not as advanced as the Great Wall that was built in the void many years ago.

Not to mention that the creator of Taowumu is still in the hands of the ancient painting Qingkong, but it seems a bit impolite to treat Gou Yizhan, their creator, like this.

Among the group, Liangguling is currently the most cowardly, and she tried her best to retract her limbs into her abdominal cavity, trying to reduce her sense of existence:

"Well, Xiaoling has a question, that is, the Great Wall is a military facility, right? There will often be enemy troops or resident there, right?"

"It's not good for anyone from the enemy or the garrison to see us treat Gou Yizhan like this?"

Zuo Wu nodded, almost persuaded, and wanted to squeeze further and invite Gou Yizhan into the cabin.

But Gou Yisheng doesn't seem to have any interest in improving his situation:

"Oh, that's not necessary; the Great Wall is very long, and not every section is facing enemy attacks all the time; and... I didn't smell my child nearby either."

Ok.

It is always a good thing that one less person comes in and is crowded, but it also confirms Gou Yimen's words that he doesn't care about his situation at all.

This is true whether it is on the test bed of surgery or in the hands of the ancient painting Qingkong.

With his mental state, it is also difficult to expect him to find a way to mobilize the defense facilities of the "Great Wall". Fortunately, being an interpreter should not be a problem.

Marika and her warmth were sucked into the engine by the ancient painting Qingkong. As long as they communicated with Gou Yiying a few times, they would be able to decipher their method of communication sooner or later. The confusion of the gods is no matter how difficult it is to communicate with the professor.

The plan is finalized.

Ai Shanshan adjusted the parameters and dived towards the Great Wall hidden in the void; but as he approached the Great Wall, its magnificent scale repeatedly refreshed the upper limit of everyone's cognition.

It's quite like "looking at the mountain and running to a dead horse". Guhua Qingkong was also forced to modify the unit of his detector time and time again, magnifying it by several orders of magnitude.

at last.

The Great Wall is close at hand.

And Juemei Creation suddenly said: "Wait, I received an email? An email from the Great Wall?"

Ai Shanshan was nervous: "It can't be a computer virus, can it?"

Gou Yisheng spread his hands: "My child will not be so rude, it is probably an invitation card sent automatically to visitors - if a computer virus attacks, this mech has already turned against me."

Guhua Qingkong was dissatisfied, but found that the email had been automatically transcoded into a format it could read.

Create a virtual machine, move it in, and click Open.

It was actually playing a piece of audio.

Gou Yi was fascinated: "Oh, my child is telling a story, a horror story—"

"The theme of the story is that there are some cursed regimes that occasionally appear in the galaxy. They are very ordinary, but it seems that billions of souls in the entire regime have been suddenly taken away,"

"It will only go up and down the whole government to implement the order of a certain foreign will; it is as big as researching which aspect of the technology tree, and as small as researching where the starship should fly;"

"That will is happy to control that regime, like a game, to turn the galaxies of various world lines upside down, and then disappear when there is nothing to disturb, looking for the next fresh 'galaxy'."

"To have fun again and again that never ends."

(End of this chapter)