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Chapter 35 (Silicon-Based Survival 1): Mu Continent

6500 million years ago, in the Neo-Tethys Ocean, on the island of Tasmania.
Brahma and Vinu accompanied Maria and her group to the island of Talos on Earth. Two years prior, the Talos power station had been completed, its massive supports towering into the clouds, stretching as far as the eye could see.

The 18-kilometer-high structure receives enormous superluminal energy, which penetrates the Earth's crust through a metal conductor buried deep underground.

The Indo-Australian Plate plunges deep into the lower layer of the Eurasian Plate at the bottom of the Neo-Tethys Ocean. In just two years, Tasmania Island has grown tens of meters taller and its area has expanded to more than five times its original size.

The moment Vinu saw his daughter Cynthia, he rushed over and hugged her without hesitation. Cynthia had grown into a graceful young woman, her cheeks slightly flushed, her eyes filled with surprise and joy amidst a touch of shyness.

Vinu showered her with concern and chattered incessantly, while Cynthia responded with chirping sounds that varied in pitch and volume, seemingly posing no problem for the mother and daughter. However, Tesla and Maria, standing nearby, were completely baffled and unable to understand what was going on.

The last time Brahma saw Cynthia, she was just a baby. As the mother and daughter embraced, Brahma, as the father, stood a few meters away, somewhat at a loss. He took a step forward and then stopped, wanting to speak but not knowing how to begin.

As if telepathically connected, Cynthia slipped from her mother's arms, her large eyes scanning Brahma from head to toe. Vinu, realizing what was happening, pulled Cynthia toward Brahma, excitedly introducing her:
“Cynthia, this is your father.”

In an instant, a smile bloomed on Brahma's weathered face, but tears welled up in her eyes. Cynthia sang a clear and joyful song like a soprano as she ran towards Brahma.

The family of three embraced each other tightly.

A few wisps of clouds drifted across the sky above Tasmania, the setting sun hung on the western sea, and the gentle waves rippled with layers of light. Everyone sat around a large round table outdoors, and everything was so peaceful and beautiful.

Nikola Tesla was somewhat dazed. Could life really be this wonderful? After all, the end of the world was fast approaching, and the planets of the solar system were about to be baptized by fire.

Tesla gripped Maria's hand, his grip tightening. If only time could stand still at this moment!

Abbott emerged from a huge factory building, greeted everyone, and then said to Maria:
"The last batch of experimental equipment you need has been installed. The debugging work will still be handled by your lab staff. When can we start working?"

Maria glanced at the Bramahs and the large group of volunteers in the distance and replied, "We will get the equipment set up as soon as possible and start the experiment. After all, the research has been interrupted for more than a decade, so we can't rush it."

“You’re right, Maria. Your experiment is our preferred option, but we know that large-scale cloning of Venusian humans is an extremely complex and challenging task. We will all support you and wish you well,” Tesla said, gently patting Maria’s arm with understanding.

"The preferred option? Do you have any other alternatives? I originally thought the cloning mission could only succeed, not fail. If I fail, are there any other solutions?" Maria asked doubtfully.

Abbott glared at Tesla and said, "Maria, don't fail. The so-called other methods are just a last resort, a desperate measure. Don't worry about them for now."

Maria became increasingly confused and asked Tesla curiously, "What exactly is the solution? Let me know so I can understand. I've been under so much pressure these days, I can barely sleep."

Nikola Tesla and Abbott exchanged glances, and without further suspense, he introduced the backup plan, which was the last resort Abbott had mentioned.

Over hundreds of millions of years, planets in the habitable zone of our solar system have nurtured tens of thousands of species, including plants and animals. They absorb and metabolize energy, reproduce generation after generation, and together they form a diverse biosphere.

Every living organism can be said to be composed of organic matter, and organic matter cannot exist without a chemical element, namely carbon. Therefore, the organisms that Venusians call living things are carbon-based.

After the rise of electronic computers, the Internet and artificial intelligence have greatly improved the technological level and production efficiency of Venusian humans. At the same time, it has made people realize a question: must so-called life forms be carbon-based? Is it possible for them to "live" in silicon-based chips?
Silicon-based life has long been a research hotspot for Venusian scientists, with a variety of interesting experimental schemes, represented by "cellular automata," emerging one after another.

In computers, given a two-dimensional plane covered with grids, or even a three-dimensional space made up of cubes, simple rules such as up, down, left, and right turns are determined, allowing virtual balls, line segments, or even virtual "ants" to move continuously in space.

And so, a magical thing happens. The trajectories that the balls or ants follow, repeated many times, sometimes exhibit unpredictable chaos, and sometimes form regular cyclical structures.

The trajectory of the ball resembles cell division, and the virtual ant seems to come to life, so people call this type of experiment a cellular automaton.

Nikola Tesla's brain-computer interface project demonstrated the possibility of silicon-based survival—not just in cells, but in the consciousness within the Venusian human brain. The Venusian humans' computer architecture uses an advanced hybrid binary system, offering large storage capacity and high computational efficiency.

What's astonishing is that the winner of Venus's highest physics prize has proposed breaking the ironclad rule of standardized industrial production of hardware, blurring the boundaries between hardware and software, and allowing hardware to "grow" on its own, possessing the ability to learn and "think".

This feat has shaken and even overturned the dominance of mathematical determinism, enabling computers to learn on their own in scenario simulations, which is more in line with the thinking patterns of the human brain.

With the continuous advancement of human brain science, brain-computer interface is no longer a novelty on Venus.

If they wished, or if they had no other choice, Venusians could upload their consciousness to a computer cloud, thus achieving silicon-based survival.

The reason I say "if you're willing" is because the vast majority of people are not! A person whose entire consciousness is uploaded to the cloud will lose vital signs; to put it bluntly, a person who uploads their entire consciousness will die physiologically.

If Maria and her team are able to clone humans, the Venusian consciousness will be uploaded and stored in the cloud. Once each clone matures, the original consciousness will be transmitted back to the body, which is the so-called "resurrection".

If this process can be perfectly realized, it would certainly be the best solution. The Venusian clones will be resurrected on Earth.

Abbott's "last resort" refers to the failure of the cloning project. With the consciousness stored in the cloud unable to be transmitted, the consciousness of Venusian humans will be trapped in silicon-based chips, endlessly existing like virtual ants. Of course, a massive power supply will also be needed to ensure this.

After listening to the explanation, Maria shook her head and sighed, saying, "I thought there would be some novel approach. Compared to being able to jump around and breathe fresh air freely, who would rather be confined inside a silicon chip, becoming a string of digital code?"

As Maria spoke, she suddenly thought of another idea and asked, "Haven't bionic robots made great progress? If cloning a human fails, could we transfer consciousness into the robot's body? They have vision, touch, and can move freely."

Tesla and Abbott had considered Maria's solution before, but the problem was that producing billions of robots was a massive undertaking, both in terms of time and cost. Even more critically, intelligent robots consume tens of thousands of times more electricity than ordinary people!
That would present a thorny problem: the number of intelligent "humans" is insufficient, and the "quotas" are limited. The consciousness of nearly 60 billion Venusians would have to be decided by lottery to determine who can be "resurrected."

Even so, there is still a major problem: cloned humans can be self-sufficient, obtaining energy through food, while robots cannot; they require vast amounts of electricity. The massive impact of Mars' explosion will prevent the construction of sufficiently large power plants on Earth in the short term.

The human brain is energy-efficient! Therefore, cloning the human body and transmitting consciousness is the best solution.

“I will do my best to complete the human cloning work.” Maria rubbed her hands together, then clenched her fist, and said in a soft but firm voice, “But even if my experiment succeeds, the cloning work will have to wait until after Mars explodes. At that time, a lot of equipment will be needed. Where do you plan to store them?”

"We will use a spaceship to transport the extracted genes and the hard drive containing the consciousness to Iapetus, safely evade the Martian explosion, and then transport them back to Earth," Tesla said.

“You couldn’t transport all the equipment you used for cloning, as well as the batteries you needed, so Nikola found a suitable place on Earth to store them,” Abbott added.

Nikola Tesla unfolded a holographic map of Earth, pointed to a vast blue ocean that the Venusians called the Pacific Ocean, and said:

"This land in the ocean is called Atlantis. It is only a few meters above sea level. With the movement of tectonic plates, it is sinking rapidly. I need to store your equipment in a sealed building structure made of large batteries."

The continent Tesla was referring to is also called Mu. It will soon be completely submerged by the Pacific Ocean. The structure formed by the batteries, which are like giant bricks, is very stable and is blocked by seawater, so it will safely avoid the shock wave caused by the Martian explosion.

Upon seeing the schematic diagram of Tesla's battery-powered structure, Maria was immediately reminded of the ruins of an ancient Venusian civilization, and she exclaimed in amazement:

"Pyramids! The batteries will be stacked to form a pyramid on the underwater continent of Mu in the Pacific Ocean!"

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The poem composed of collected verses at the end of the chapter:
Where shall I find rest all night? — Li Shimian (Ming Dynasty)

My body will be one with your dream. — Song Dynasty, Buddhist monk Zhiyuan
If the parasite is electrocuted, Ming, Qian Zizheng

The viewer is captivated by the light. — Meng Haoran, Tang Dynasty
(End of this chapter)