Blessings to the beautiful stars

Chapter 305 Pessimism
Even the dead can hardly resist the erosion of tens of thousands of years.

The records left by Marika have a huge amount of data, and even Xiao Hui can't tell at a glance how many years are contained in it.

The figure of the professor himself only accounts for three or four out of ten of them.

When the professor could no longer maintain his own consciousness, and finally collapsed and became the nourishment of other dead, his golden home still existed, at least until the end of this record.

It's just that I don't know if the Golden Land has deviated from what the professor originally expected in the years after the collapse of Marika.

... must deviate, more or less.No one is omniscient and omnipotent enough to plan for future generations. Even Marika's entry into this gravitational turbulence is her whim.

The Golden Town will also evolve on its own trajectory and walk out of its own unique destiny, so it is an invaluable sample of sociological research.

It's just that Zuo Wu looked at this data, felt subtly impatience in his heart, and watched Xiao Hui put away the data, so he asked cautiously:
"Little Hui, can you tell me... what is the fate of Marika's Golden Village? Does it have a happy ending?"

"Well, Your Majesty, this is a bit embarrassing for me,"

Xiao Hui, who still looks like a skeleton, spreads his hands slightly:

"The technology of the Golden Township is also developing. After staying in the turbulent flow of accelerated time for so long, they have also climbed out of their own technology tree;"

"Take this record as an example. It was okay at the beginning, but the format became more and more unique as it was sent out. It became difficult for me, who is imitating a starship, to decipher it—and then handed over to Curators, this is their textbook after all.”

Zuo Wu felt lost.

Xiao Hui watched, his skeleton hand raised a little and patted his shoulder:

"Please take it easy . . . I mean take it easy, Your Majesty;"

"The fact that the deceased can record so much content and pass it on to us means that at least for a long time, their inheritance has not been cut off, and there are still people who remember the mission entrusted by Marika;"

"And the Dagon civilization of your Milky Way, which has entered the star sea, has only developed for a thousand years so far, and it is not enough to criticize the years that the Golden Land has experienced; so these deceased people can remember their agreement with us for so long, isn't it very long? Is it amazing?"

Zuo Wu nodded, thinking a lot, and suddenly found that his Xiao Hui's literary quality was much higher than that of Liao Yuan's Hui Feng.

Levina is whimsical:
"Wait, if time is accelerated in the gravitational turbulence, and our day is equivalent to tens of thousands of years in it, then why didn't Dilian and Liaoyuan throw a few laboratories in it, wouldn't it directly make technological strides forward? Yet?"

Xiao Hui's skeleton moved, as if she wanted to roll her eyes but couldn't, she could only lean back to express her disdain:
"First of all, I am the only one here that can enter the gravity turbulent flow with all the tails... Well, the Gray Wind here also has it, this doesn't count, I'll count it again—"

"First of all, it is indeed feasible to use the characteristics of gravitational turbulence to accelerate time to accelerate research. At least my Bright Star Sea uses a similar technology, but too much acceleration will not work, and there must be a limit."

"It's like using a wind tunnel to study the flow shape of the gas around the aircraft, but can you also study it in a hurricane? In the same way, what the deceased entered was not a gravitational turbulent flow, but a turbulent flow!"

However, Levina was still diverging her thoughts, flicking her pointed ears: "Then study in it for a while, and send out the research results like a professor, wouldn't it be good?"

Xiao Hui's skeleton swayed from side to side:
"This is the second thing I want to say - secondly, the laws of physics in the turbulent flow are very different from those of the outside world, and there is a high probability that the results inside will not be adapted to the outside world;"

"Hundreds of generations of researchers have been fighting for things that may never be used. Do they have such a deep belief? I just said that the deceased can remember the agreement to transmit data to us after so long. It's been great;"

"In the end, you can improve by [-]% today compared to yesterday, but can you improve by [-]% every day? People will regress and wander; technology and its records will also decline and be lost."

"Even the civilizations in the Milky Way have reincarnated so many times, the decline and prosperity are intertwined, and the peak can only last for a moment. You can guarantee that the results that come out of the turbulent flow are really from the peak of research. Compared with the technology you have mastered Is it advanced?"

I saw Xiaohui's skeleton lift up its fingers and make two parallel fingers:
"The inside and outside of the chaos are already different worlds. Every little connection is a pile of miracles, so let's treat Marika as an isolated case this time...Levina, why are you so interested?"

Levina shook her head:
"I just thought that the professor and Chudan Angel chose two opposite extremes - one entered the turbulent flow of accelerating time, and the other chose the trap of slowing down time. It really is... fate."

fate?Zuo Wu's mind flashed those angels shouting "Defend the home and defend the country". No matter what their motives were, they were all rushing forward for the Imperial Alliance;

At this time, Xiaohui's heading is gradually moving away from the turbulent current, and the time inside is still passing by; but after all, the dead are not stone people basking in the sun all day long, and their trajectory is so fast that it is impossible to know the specific behavior at this time. .

What did Levina think of: "... Tell me, do the residents of the Golden Country want to get out of this time-space turmoil and return to the galaxy?"

Zuo Wu was stunned: "Probably not, this almost runs counter to the original intention of the Marika Golden Village; what the professor wants is a forever closed world."

The elf shook his head, and looked back at the chaos in Xiao Hui's galloping body for the last time; his pointed ears drooped, he tapped his chest, and pointed at Zuo Wu's body:

"But boss, you, me, boss lady, Ji Zhi, so many people... Most creatures in the world have evolved for so many years to adapt to the environment on the planet, and the body is not born for space travel;"

"But even so, didn't the ancestors put on bulky spacesuits for breathing and protection against radiation, and went desperately into space?"

"Since the Golden Land will have its own path after the collapse of Marika, even the dead will have the instinct to explore a wider world, right?"

However, in the accelerated time, the creatures in the Golden Village have gone through thousands of years, but there is no sign of breaking through the turbulence and returning to the Star Sea.

Xiao Hui said that civilization will wander and regress.

Xi martyred said that the celestial body composed of the wreckage of the Imperial Starship is absolutely barren compared to the outside world.

Could it be that the ultimate fate of the Golden Land will only be a cage for the dead?
This almost became a whisper lingering in Zuo Wu's ear again, he shook his head, although he knew that this was probably his own imagination, but he still couldn't bear to look at the turbulent flow again.

Xiao Hui cast a last glance there.

The stone man who does not move all year round is still lazily basking in the sun. Occasionally, the high-speed movement of the deceased flashes by his side, and they are still busy in the accelerated time.

　Things happened suddenly at home yesterday. I didn’t finish this chapter yesterday...I’ll see if I can find time to write another chapter tonight.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)