With the support of a ninth-level civilization, do you want me to believe in electronic gods?

Chapter 500: Pollution from outside the universe bubble?
Outside the microcosm.

The bi-pyramid Genesis Fortress is traveling in five dimensions around this small universe that is ten thousand light years in size.

Due to the spatial particularity of the cosmic bubble itself, the entire cutting process actually takes place in five-dimensional space.

A silver-white starship as small as dust was also in a five-dimensional state, silently following the Genesis Fortress.

That is the TE1571 scientific research vessel.

Taking into account the particularity of this universe cutting, Wang Jing drove the scientific research ship away from the Creation Land early and turned to provide technical support for the Genesis Fortress.

Inside the research vessel.

Wang Jing stood in front of the porthole, quietly watching the scene outside.

After ascending to the fifth dimension, the whole world has undergone earth-shaking changes, and some things that are usually invisible will be completely revealed in the fifth-dimensional space——

For example, cosmic bubbles and cosmic membranes.

Outside the porthole, a huge cosmic bubble was suspended in the inner space of the hyperspace membrane. The many lights coming from outside the hyperspace membrane were clearly reflected on the surface of the cosmic membrane, making it look like a crystal dewdrop.

There are two gaps of different sizes on the surface of the dewdrop. The former is the trace left by the peacekeeping fleet's forced landing, and the latter is a circle of thin scars left by the cutting of the microcosm.

That scar is the cliff of time and space.

Wang Jing couldn't help but think of a statement that was once very popular at the Academy of Sciences forum - the so-called cosmic cutting, to put it bluntly, is actually a tailoring work based on the macroscopic scale.

She originally scoffed at such a statement.

After all, microcosmic cutting is a technology that is only achieved when space technology has developed to its extreme level. How can it be compared with simple tailoring?
Whether it is the many calculations in the process of cosmic cutting, or the cosmic membrane transplantation and specialized operations after the cutting is completed, they are all real high-end technologies!
But now, looking at the Genesis Fortress shuttling back and forth in the cliff of time and space, continuously bringing out "filaments", Wang Jing suddenly felt that this statement had some merit - perhaps because the cosmic membrane of this cosmic bubble is relatively tough, after being extracted from the main universe, it can still retain its original form, thus forming those "filaments" following the Genesis Fortress, which also makes the so-called tailoring work have a concrete presentation.

Time passes bit by bit.

The filaments behind the Genesis Fortress increased and decreased, decreased and increased, and a layer of indescribable film gradually appeared on the surface of the small universe bubble located in the center of the space-time cliff.

This is the cosmic membrane that has been rewoven by the Genesis Fortress and incorporated with specialized structures.

"It looks like everything is going well?"

Just as Wang Jing was immersed in the meticulous work of the cosmic tailor in front of her, Song Ziliang's voice suddenly came from the communication interface that had not yet been interrupted, breaking the quiet atmosphere in the research vessel.

"Yes."

Wang Jing came back to her senses and glanced at Song Ziliang, who looked exhausted in the holographic interface, calmly, then turned around and sat back in her seat: "I'm lucky this time. I thought something might go wrong when I cut the cosmic bubble."

"After all, this is the first time I've encountered a nebula life form, and no one knows how its consciousness is generated."

"It's you." Wang Jing picked up the water cup beside her and drank a sip of water calmly. "Why are you here to pay attention to cosmic bubble cutting instead of continuing to study the theory of material informatization with old man Lin?"

Hearing Wang Jing's words, Song Ziliang smiled bitterly and waved his hands repeatedly.

"Academician Wang, I am just a newly-appointed academician, and... you also know that I am not cut out for scientific research."

"Forget the material information theory. Even the wormhole information theory proposed by Teacher Lin at the time is not something I can easily understand. Otherwise, I would not have come to the Dangerous Technology Administration."

Wang Jing pursed her lips and smiled softly: "Why? After staying in the Academy of Sciences for a while, you want to go back to the Administration?"

"I guess so." Song Ziliang scratched his head with a wry smile, "After all, Chen Fan is an investigator under my jurisdiction, and Teacher Lin and Chief Lu also want me to return to the Administration to work."

The smile in Wang Jing's eyes became more and more intense.

What you said...isn't it just that you were disliked during the scientific research process?
No wonder he just said that he was not cut out for scientific research. It turns out he was hit hard.

That's normal.

The material information theory is too advanced. At the same time, with the participation of Chief Lu and a group of top academicians, the research speed has been directly raised to a level that ordinary people cannot understand. Not to mention Song Ziliang, an academician who has just been promoted to a full member, even some weaker Level II academicians find it difficult to keep up with the thinking of this group of top academicians.

What is this called?
A genius chosen from tens of millions, or even one in ten million, is just the threshold to enter the Human Union Academy of Sciences.

"By the way, according to Chief Lu, from now on I only need to be responsible for the liaison work with Chen Fan." Perhaps seeing the teasing in Wang Jing's eyes, Song Ziliang changed the subject with an awkward expression.

Wang Jing raised her eyebrows slightly.

This did not exceed her expectations. With the many abilities that Chen Fan had demonstrated so far, it would not be excessive to mobilize the entire Academy of Sciences, let alone a single academician to coordinate with him.

"Then again."

Wang Jing seemed to have thought of something, and turned to look at the holographic control interface beside her: "The work of cutting the small universe is coming to an end, why is there no movement from Chen Fan?"

"Master Brain, try to search for the hyperspace membrane communication signal of the [Varilla]."

As soon as the words fell, the picture in the holographic interface changed rapidly.

Then, the electronic synthesized voice of the ship's main computer sounded quietly: "No hyperspace membrane communication signal from the [Varilla] has been detected yet."

Hearing this, Wang Jing frowned immediately: "What's going on?"

"Could it be that Chen Fan forgot to switch the communication method?" Song Ziliang said weakly.

"impossible!"

Wang Jing rejected Song Ziliang's guess without hesitation.

During the cutting work of the microuniverse, it is very normal for the starship to lose contact briefly. After all, tachyon broadcasting cannot pass through the closed space-time cliff, nor can it pass through the reconstructed cosmic membrane. Switching communication signals will naturally cause a certain delay.

As for why we didn't switch the communication link in advance to avoid this situation...

The reason behind this is actually not difficult to understand.

Hyperspace membrane communication is based on the cosmic membrane and the hyperspace membrane. Although its influence on the two is basically negligible, for the sake of safety, before cutting the small universe, Wang Jing specifically instructed Redstone to wait until the new membrane becomes stable before turning on the hyperspace membrane communication to avoid affecting the cutting and subsequent film-sticking process.

"Hongshi is a veteran investigator. It's unlikely that she would make such a low-level mistake."

"Besides... even if Chen Fan and Hongshi both made this mistake, the shipboard mainframe will automatically switch the communication method at the scheduled time." Wang Jing glanced at the time and said, "It's already three minutes overtime!"

"This..." Song Ziliang's face changed slightly, and his expression became solemn, "Something happened?"

"Something must have happened!"

Wang Jing affirmed Song Ziliang's words categorically.

She quickly glanced at the Genesis Fortress that was still traveling through the space-time cliff, and said with an unpleasant expression: "Damn it! The microcosm cutting work has not been officially completed yet, and now the research ship can't enter the microcosm at all!"

Without any hesitation, Wang Jing made a decision directly:

"Master Brain, continue searching for hyperspace membrane communication signals, and at the same time send a full-band call to the [Varilla]!"

"Notify Genesis Fortress to speed up the cutting of the microcosm!"

……

At the same time, the place of creation.

Micro information storms continued to stir in the sea of ​​light, and invisible ripples spread wildly in it, making the already fluctuating sea of ​​light even more turbulent.

In the central eye of the storm, Chen Fan was controlling this increasingly intense information storm with an extremely solemn expression.

Unlike conventional information storms, the information contained in this information storm is wrapped in polluted information from broadcast civilization. As the intensity of the information storm gradually increased, even Chen Fan couldn't help feeling frightened.

If this thing is used freely, it can at least destroy a weaker level eight civilization!

"I don't know where all this pollution information comes from..."

Chen Fan murmured in a low voice, trying his best to control the direction of the storm and compress it around his consciousness - the entire land of creation was the body of the Kraken, and directly releasing this polluting information was tantamount to stuffing the "virus" back into the Kraken's consciousness.

Looking at the sphere next to him, which was filled with countless ripples inside and looked like a ball of fog, Chen Fan felt his scalp tingling.

God knows how to deal with this tricky thing!!

Of course, it’s not all bad news.

As the information storm was fully formed, the speed of extracting information pollution became significantly faster, and the state of the Kraken began to improve at a speed visible to the naked eye - the originally chaotic fluctuations in consciousness now had some rough patterns.

[Your Excellency the Envoy…]

Just as Chen Fan was trying to extract the pollution information, a vague wave came from the surrounding sea of ​​light: [Thank you again... for your help...]

Listening to the intermittent sound that seemed to be caused by a network failure, Chen Fan's eyes suddenly lit up with joy: "Kraken, are you recovered?!"

[Reluctantly, reluctantly…]

“Where does this pollution information come from?”

After hearing Kraken's second response, Chen Fan couldn't even wait for him to finish his words and asked directly: "Did you hear some weird broadcast just now?!"

[Broadcast? No, there is no broadcast.] Kraken answered stutteringly: [Pollution, coming from all around.]

"what?"

Chen Fan frowned fiercely.

No broadcast?

How can this be? !
He would never make a mistake. These polluted information were exactly the same as the polluted information mixed in the high-dimensional broadcasts. They must have come from the broadcasting civilization!
Is it...

In order to attack the Kraken, the broadcasting civilization used a more direct information weapon?

Thinking of this, Chen Fan's heart tightened: "What do you mean by coming from all around? This information pollution must have an accurate source, right?"

Perhaps because the information storm was constantly extracting polluted information, Kraken's consciousness fluctuations were much clearer than at the beginning, and his severely lagging words also improved a little: [I can't find the source of this information flow...]

[All I know is that this contamination information appeared simultaneously in all the marginal areas of the Land of Creation.]

[They attacked from all directions and directly invaded my consciousness.]

"Oh, right? Can't you control this polluting information?" Chen Fan belatedly remembered something, "Just like me, extract the polluting information from the consciousness body..."

[I can’t do this…]

Kraken's voice was filled with helplessness: [I can't control other information flows as you can.]

【I can only...control my own information flow.】

Chen Fan was stunned, looking a little surprised.

There is actually such a thing!

I originally thought that manipulating information flow was an ability of information-state life, but now it seems... this guess is actually wrong!

Now is not the time to delve into the details. Chen Fan temporarily suppressed the many questions in his mind and turned his attention back to Kraken's previous description of the pollution information.

"Pollution also appeared at the edge of the land of creation..."

Chen Fan murmured in a low voice, turning his head to look at the end of the red nebula: "The pollution information hasn't disappeared yet?"

Under the influence of gravity, the red nebula slowly surges, and the starry sky is extremely peaceful, with no sign of pollution or erosion at all.

【not at all. 】

Kraken said without any hesitation: [It has even become more intense. Without your help, I'm afraid I would have already...]

"How are you now?" Chen Fan took a deep breath and asked Kraken, "I have to go to the edge of the Creation Land. You are here..."

【…】

For Kraken, the edge of the land of creation is extremely dangerous now, so he instinctively wants to stay away from that dangerous area.

But... the pollution is still spreading. Without Chen Fan, He will still be on the path of slow death.

Instead of staying in the Land of Creation and dying, it is better to follow Chen Fan and give it a try!
As long as the information pollution is solved, He can survive!

Thinking of this, Kraken gritted his teeth and made a decision: [I'll go with you! ]

……

The edge of the land of creation.

Here, the gravity from each star has become extremely weak, and the pale red nebula has also become extremely thin.

wow...

Faint information fluctuations flashed across the starry sky, and pale red starlight gathered in the dim starry sky, forming a slowly undulating sea of ​​light. A figure shrouded in starlight stood in the sea of ​​light.

As soon as he arrived at the edge of the Land of Creation, Chen Fan couldn't help but frown.

There is no other reason.

In his eyes, the dim starry sky was filled with faint ripples, and each ripple revealed a familiar and disgusting information fluctuation.

Just as Kraken said, the entire edge of the Creation Land is filled with polluted information!

Relying on his most intuitive observation ability, Chen Fan noticed the problem with just a glance - it was slightly different from Kraken's description. These polluted information did not only appear in the Land of Creation, they also appeared in the small circle of star fields outside the Land of Creation!
Not only that, in Chen Fan’s opinion, the pollution information outside the land of creation is even more intense!
"Could it be that……"

He had an idea, and while continuing to maintain the information storm in the Kraken's body to extract information pollution, he took the Kraken and flew towards the star field outside the Land of Creation. In order to prevent the small universe cutting work from harming the Kraken, there was a redundant star field of a thousand light years around the Land of Creation.

A thousand light years.

For Kraken and Chen Fan, who have mastered the ability to modify their own coordinates, this long distance can be crossed in the blink of an eye.

Soon, Chen Fan and Kraken crossed a thousand light-years of redundant star fields and arrived at the edge of the small universe.

The edge of the universe is like a wall of air that stretches from sky to earth for three-dimensional or four-dimensional creatures.

Without ascending to the fifth dimension, no matter how hard you try, you will not be able to move forward even a single step.

But if you observe with the naked eye, there is still endless starry sky behind the air wall - after the cosmic membrane gradually becomes perfect, the edge area of ​​the small universe is no longer a deep darkness, but a barrier like a mirror.

Countless stars are reflected in the mirror formed by the cosmic membrane, and the mutual reflections form an illusory starry sky that stretches as far as the eye can see.

"I was right..."

Chen Fan looked at the endless starry sky in front of him and murmured in a low voice: "This information pollution... comes from outside the universe bubble."

"We're in big trouble now..."

Beside Chen Fan, a ball of light that had shrunk to only a few hundred kilometers in size slowly rose and fell, and a somewhat vague message was transmitted: [Outside the cosmic bubble...]

[Isn't that the location of the Genesis Fortress? ]

"Yeah, that's why I said it's a big trouble."

Chen Fan sighed heavily, his eyes showing more worry: "I suspect that the broadcasting civilization has already taken action against the human fleet. These polluted information are just the aftermath of the escape into the microcosm."

Today's Human Fleet has mastered basic information manipulation technology, but... can they withstand this elusive polluted information attack?

Chen Fan didn't dare to think about it too much.

「This, this, this……」

Kraken was frightened by Chen Fan's words, and the miniature red light ball fluctuated violently a few times: [What should I do? ]

"..."

Chen Fan fell silent again.

Yeah, what should we do?
The investigator starship is in a downtime state. They cannot contact the outside world at all, nor can they be sure of the situation outside.

At this point, there seems to be only one way left.

"Kraken, do you think I can pass through this cosmic membrane and go to the big universe?" Chen Fan gritted his teeth and asked in a deep voice.

He was ready to go into battle personally, cross the cosmic membrane, and go to the big cosmic bubble to check the situation!

【No no no! 】

Hearing Chen Fan's question, the red light ball suddenly became more violent. Kraken hurriedly stopped his thoughts: [Mr. Envoy, this is too dangerous! ]

[Even if we don’t consider the broadcasting civilization you just mentioned, crossing the cosmic membrane itself is a very dangerous thing! ]

[Unlike the interior of the cosmic bubble, the environment outside the cosmic bubble is extremely harsh. ]

[I don’t know if this is dangerous for you, but for a conscious being, it is an extremely harsh environment! ]

Perhaps fearing that Chen Fan would not believe it, Kraken added: [Tens of millions of years ago, in order to find other life, I once tried to break free from the cosmic membrane.]

[For this, I spent the energy I had stored for millions of years, and finally succeeded in crossing this intangible membrane.]

[But what greeted me was not some paradise, but a dry desert! A desert with no human habitation and no end in sight! ]

[Just standing at the edge of this desert, my consciousness began to disintegrate uncontrollably...]

[Although I quickly escaped back to the space bubble, the crisis still caused me considerable losses. ]

[For this, I had to fall into a deep sleep that lasted millions of years.]

(End of this chapter)