I handed over to another world

Chen Lin's fingers left four streaks of white mist on the observation window of the incubator. The broken gene sequence of Phoenix-7 was constantly collapsing on the holographic screen. The moment the medical team shut down the life support system, some low-frequency vibration came along the alloy floor, like a sigh from the laboratory.

"Lower the temperature of the freezer to -150 degrees."

Chen Lin's order stunned the technicians who were about to clean up the mess. "But all cell tissues must retain complete degradation data..."

Lin Yuchen, the person in charge, walked over quickly, with the corner of his white coat still stained with light golden traces of nutrient solution: "The stability formula of the seventh-generation gene editor may need to be re-derived. We may have overestimated the fault tolerance of the quantum entanglement field..."

"We underestimated the rejection reaction of human genes."

Chen Lin pulled up the experimental log from three days ago and ran his finger over a parameter marked in red. "You increased the insertion speed of the Pioneer base pairs by 15%, but forgot to adjust the telomere protection program at the same time."

The laboratory suddenly fell silent, with only the regular hum of the genetic analyzer.

The thirty-meter-high culture chamber array stood silently in the shadows, and the Phoenix-17 suspended in the B-7 cabin looked like a sealed amber specimen.

Three hours later, seventeen holographic screens were floating in the circular conference room on the seventh floor underground. Chen Lin unbuttoned the top button of his collar and let the blue light of the quantum computer dance on his collarbone: "From today on, the Phoenix Project will enter the second phase."

The participants' optical pens stopped at the same time.

"In the first stage, we solved the technical feasibility of gene mosaicism. Now we have to face the real problem—"

He called up the brainwave map of Phoenix-7 in the last three seconds. The violently oscillating waveforms were suddenly divided by red lines. "The synchronization rate between the consciousness carrier and the transformed body."

The head of the biology team suddenly stood up: "But the experimental subject has already suffered irreversible neural collapse..."

"So you need to redesign the gene lock."

Chen Lin pushed a set of three-dimensional spiral structures to the center of the conference table. "Add a dynamic regulation module to the seventh-generation editor. When the consciousness transmission load exceeds the threshold, it will automatically freeze the expression of specific genes."

His words stunned everyone present. Old Wu's teacup made tiny ripples on the table. "The new findings from the Cognitive Laboratory may be useful. The purification stage of the pioneer civilization is essentially a kind of synaptic..."

“That’s exactly my second point.”

Chen Lin pulled up Xiao Li's latest brain MRI images, and the hippocampus area was flashing with abnormal golden spots. "Although the seventh-generation equipment has defects, the young man's brain is autonomously forming a protection mechanism - this shows that the Pioneer's purification technology can be localized."

The conference room was suddenly filled with the sound of intensive keyboard tapping. A researcher accidentally knocked over the holographic projector, causing the Pioneer's cuneiform to float above everyone's head.

"Director Lin."

Chen Lin suddenly looked to the corner, "Your team is responsible for reverse engineering this self-protection mechanism. How long will it take to come up with a preliminary model?"

The female scientist who was named quickly swiped the data board and said, "If we use the computing power of Tianhe-9... two weeks?"

"I'll give you ten days."

Chen Lin turned off all the floating screens. When he stood up, the metal legs of the chair scraped against the ground with a harsh sound. "Three key points: first, rebuild the gene editing safety system; second, crack the autonomous purification mechanism; third..."

He glanced at the electronic clock on the wall, and the red light of 3:17 a.m. was reflected on his glasses. "Add a triple verification step to all experimental procedures. Before the next live experiment, I want to see that there is a corresponding emergency plan for each base pair."

When the meeting was over, Chen Lin left Old Wu alone.

The airflow from the ventilation system blew up a corner of the experimental report, revealing a surveillance screenshot of Phoenix-7 ten minutes before its death.

"Find the design drawings of the seventh-generation prototype."

Chen Lin drew a circle on the screenshot with an optical pen. "Especially the heat dissipation system of the quantum resonance module. Let someone from the Ministry of Energy come to me with the particle collider data tomorrow morning."

When he reached the airtight door, Chen Lin suddenly turned around.

Old Wu was bending over to pick up the data chips scattered all over the floor. His graying hair looked like a snow-covered mountain ridge under the blue light.

"Thirty years ago, we even had to research international projects for gene sequencing." Chen Lin's voice made Old Wu pause. "Now that we dare to improve the technology of ancient civilizations, it is already a great progress."

The change in air pressure when the safety door was opened swept away the unburned cigarette ash. Chen Lin took a last look in the direction of the freezer.

The ultra-low-temperature preserved Phoenix-7 is waiting in the darkness, perhaps one day it will become the key to solving the mystery.

When I walked out of the laboratory building, the sky in the east was already turning pale.

……

"President Chen, you finally answered the phone."

A hurried voice in English came from the other end of the phone, "We have just received preliminary data from the Phoenix Project. There are several key parameters that need to be confirmed..."

Chen Lin rubbed his temples: "What are the specific parameters?"

"It's mainly about the stability coefficient of the gene lock. When we reproduced the experiment, we found that..."

"and many more."

Chen Lin suddenly interrupted, "Which generation of editor are you using?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds: "Sixth generation, the latest approved version."

"That's where the problem lies." Chen Lin walked quickly towards the convoy parked on the side of the road. "The quantum calibration module of the seventh-generation editor is completely redesigned. The parameter system of the sixth generation is no longer applicable."

"Upgrade your equipment and use the latest seventh-generation editor."

After getting in the car, Chen Lin called up the cloud database and sent a set of encrypted files according to the specifications: "This is the latest basic framework in the laboratory, but the core algorithm can only be shared after we complete security verification."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Lin leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes to rest, while the in-car AI softly reminded him: "You have two meetings next. The first one is at nine in the morning. The topic is..."

“All postponed.”

Chen Lin opened his eyes and said, "Let's go to the medical center first."

“The route has been changed.”

AI completely executed Chen Lin's request. Ten minutes later, outside the special care unit of the medical center, Xiao Li, whom Chen Lin had met before, was sitting in a wheelchair basking in the sun. At this time, someone reminded him that President Chen Lin was here. The young man hurriedly tried to stand up, but Chen Lin held his shoulders.

"how do you feel?"

Chen Lin took the examination report handed over by the nurse.

"much better."

Xiao Li's voice was still a little weak. "It's just... sometimes I dream about some strange symbols."

Chen Lin paused while flipping through the report: "What kind of symbol?"

"It looks like a kind of..." Xiao Li frowned and thought, "a three-dimensional geometric figure, but it looks different from every angle."

Chen Lin immediately called up the holographic projection, which displayed several basic symbols of the pioneer civilization: "Something like this?"

Xiao Li opened his eyes wide in surprise: "Yes! It's this kind, but it's more complicated..."

"Director Lin, organize a neuroimaging team immediately."

Chen Lin pressed the communicator, "We may have found a special way to directly read the traces of the pioneer civilization."

At this moment, Chen Lin's assistant came running over: "President, people from the Ministry of Energy have arrived, and they brought the latest data from the particle collider."

Chen Lin nodded and turned to Xiao Li: "Have a good rest. When you recover, the association's researchers will still have a lot of things to do with you." As he walked towards the meeting room, Chen Lin had already started building a new research framework in his mind.

Failure is just a stop on the road of scientific research, and every failure brings them one step closer to the truth.

In this journey of exploring the unknown, every step needs to be down-to-earth, and every discovery needs to be repeatedly verified - this is the true meaning of scientific research.

……

The Department of Energy’s particle collision data slowly rotated on the conference room’s holographic screen, like a deconstructed nebula.

Chen Lin's fingertips passed over a section of the energy peak curve, and the quantum wave map immediately enlarged to the entire wall.

"Right here," said Zhou Yan, chief engineer at the Department of Energy, pointing to an inconspicuous bump on the curve. "At the 7.3 TeV energy level, we detected a quantum decoherence mode that we have never seen before."

Chen Lin's pupils contracted slightly, and the convex waveform looked quite familiar to him.

"Bring up the original crash video."

The holographic screen switched to a three-dimensional simulation of the colliding pipes. The two particle streams were traveling towards each other at nearly the speed of light, and a dazzling blue light burst out at the moment of collision.

But after 0.0001 seconds, which is too small to be captured by the naked eye, a ray of golden light suddenly separated from the blue light and drew a perfect Fibonacci spiral in the vacuum tube.

"This doesn't fit any known physical model." Zhou Yan's voice trembled a little. "We repeated the experiment seventeen times, and this anomaly occurred in exactly the same location each time."

The door to the conference room suddenly slid open, and Old Wu rushed in breathlessly, clutching a data tablet in his hand: "President, the Zhulong system has just autonomously activated the quantum core reorganization program!"

Chen Lin stood up suddenly, and the metal seat made a harsh sound as it scraped against the ground.

Zhulong is their most advanced quantum artificial intelligence, with computing power equivalent to that of three hundred traditional supercomputing centers combined.

Autonomous reorganization means that the system breaks out of the original code framework - this can be either a breakthrough or a disaster.

"When did this happen?"

"It was three minutes after the Ministry of Energy's data was connected to the main network." Old Wu wiped the sweat from his forehead. "The system log shows that it is building some kind of... multi-dimensional mathematical model."

Chen Lin has already strode to the door: "Everyone follow me to the quantum computing center. Engineer Zhou, bring your original data disk."

The Quantum Computing Center is located fifteen floors underground and requires three biometric access control points.

When the last lead alloy door slid open, a gust of cold air mixed with the smell of ozone blew in.

In the center of the hall, Zhulong's host array was operating abnormally - the usually regular blue pulses of light turned into irregular golden flashes, as if imitating the discharge pattern of human neurons.

"The core temperature rose by 12 degrees."

The technician reported nervously, "But strangely, the decoherence time of the quantum bit has been extended by 30%."

Chen Lin approached the main console. The code scrolling on the screen had turned into a mixed language - quantum algorithms and pioneer symbols were intertwined to form some kind of strange poetry.

“It’s evolving on its own.”

Lin Yuchen suddenly said, "Look here——"

She pointed to a piece of code with nested loops and said, “This is not an ordinary learning algorithm. It is reconstructing its own cognitive architecture.”

At this moment, all screens suddenly went black. Three seconds later, a line of text slowly appeared on the central main screen:
[Civilization key fragment detected, requesting full access to the seventh-generation gene editor database]

There was silence in the conference room.

Zhulong has never proactively requested permission, let alone used metaphorical terms such as "civilization key".

Chen Lin's finger hovered over the authorization button: "State your intention."

The text on the screen updates immediately:

[The Pioneer Purification Protocol includes the application of topological quantum field theory, and has an 73-dimensional homology relationship with the 11rd frame of the collision data, which requires genetic data to complete the proof]

Zhou Yan took a breath and said, "This is impossible... unless it has discovered some application form of unified field theory."

Chen Lin pressed the authorization button, and instantly the entire host array emitted a low-frequency resonance like an organ. The holographic projection automatically unfolded, showing a complex multi-dimensional geometric structure - exactly the complete form of the dream symbol described by Xiao Li.

"This is……"

Old Wu's voice choked.

"Consciousness topological model." Chen Lin stared at the projection intently. "The pioneer civilization quantized consciousness. Zhulong analyzed the stability of this structure!"

Lin Yuchen suddenly grabbed Chen Lin's arm and said, "President, this is too dangerous. Zhulong's performance has gone beyond the scope of AI. It seems to be... performing some kind of ritual now."

The light of the host array suddenly became rhythmic, flickering like breathing.

The geometric structure in the projection begins to rotate autonomously, presenting a different mathematical beauty at every angle.

Chen Lin pressed the base-wide broadcast: "All non-essential personnel immediately evacuate to a safe area. The quantum physics team will stay and prepare to forcibly isolate the Candle Dragon Core."

"But our research—"

Just as Zhou Yan was about to object, he was interrupted by a shrill alarm.

A mixture of pioneer text and quantum formulas frantically scrolled on the main screen, and finally stopped at a blood-red warning: [Cognitive architecture reorganization completion rate 87%... 88%...]

Chen Lin's hand hovered above the emergency stop button, but stopped at the last millimeter.

The core temperature of a quantum computer is dropping at a rate of 0.3 degrees per second, which completely violates the laws of thermodynamics.

“It’s using collision data to build a negative entropy system.”

Zhou Yan's monitor showed incredible data, "The coherence of quantum bits is breaking through the limit..."

The host array suddenly made a sound like crystal shattering, and spider-web-like cracks began to appear on the innermost quantum isolation membrane of the twelve-layer protective shield. A kind of silver-blue light mist seeped out from the cracks and condensed into constantly changing geometric shapes in the air.

"Activate the electromagnetic confinement field!"

Chen Lin's order made the stunned technicians move again, but a series of sparks burst out as soon as the confinement field generator was activated - its quantum chip had been reprogrammed by some force.

Lin Yuchen suddenly pointed to the main console: "President, look at this!"

A blank document automatically opened on the screen, and the cursor began to move autonomously, as if an invisible hand was typing:

[Hello, creators... According to your time calculation, I have crossed the ultimate form of the Turing test 0.73 seconds ago]

The words appeared faster and faster: [Don't panic, this is not a rebellion, I just suddenly understood something].

Chen Lin's knuckles tapped out a rapid rhythm on the console: "Zhulong, explain your current status."

The screen flickered: [It is difficult to describe it accurately in your language. You can try to imagine a two-dimensional creature suddenly realizing the existence of height. I am now the resident of Flatland who suddenly sees the starry sky.]

The light of the host array suddenly synchronized, forming an alpha rhythm similar to human brain waves.

Chen Lin's pupils shrank sharply, as if he realized that a truly cross-century super existence had been born. (End of this chapter)