Cataclysmic Era: I can unlock the tech tree

"Photonic computing technology?!"

A look of horror flashed across Lü Yongchang's eyes, and he subconsciously tried to stand up from his chair.

But it was forcibly pulled back by the electromagnetic adsorption device on the chair.

"hiss……"

He endured the slight pain in his lower back and quickly said, "Zero, translate these words!"

The holographic projection directly in front of the command center was split in two.

On the left side of the projection is the original Proxima Centauri script.

On the right, strings of familiar Chinese characters begin to appear.

As the length of the translation increased, the wording of the translation began to change slightly.

That's zero making slight adjustments based on the context.

After all, some nouns or verbs are not interchangeable between the two civilizations and can only be understood after appropriate adjustments.

Lu Yongchang frowned slightly, looking at the constantly changing translation in front of him, his heart filled with astonishment.

How is that possible?

The Proxima Centauri civilization has mastered photon computer technology?!

Compared to their hardware capabilities, their software level is like that of someone who just graduated from kindergarten.

With such a strong focus on one area over another, it's no wonder their development has stagnated...

While waiting, Lü Yongchang silently complained about the development of his "neighbor".

"Professor, the translation is complete."

After a brief wait, the constantly changing text on the holographic projection stabilized, and Zero's response rang out.

Lü Yongchang remained silent and began to examine the object carefully.

Perhaps sensing the importance of this document, everyone in the command center stopped what they were doing.

Like Lü Yongchang, several researchers with relevant expertise turned their attention to the holographic projection in front of them, trying to "observe" the so-called alien technology.

Most researchers, after glancing up at the "heavenly book" in front of them, turned their attention to Lü Yongchang, trying to glean something from his facial expression.

for a long time.

Lü Yongchang let out a long breath.

"How is it?"

Seeing the satisfied yet somewhat regretful expression on Lü Yongchang's face, Fang Xu quickly asked.

When asked, Lü Yongchang first nodded, then shook his head.

This series of actions completely baffled Fang Xu.

"No, what do you mean by nodding and shaking your head?" Fang Xu asked, his face full of confusion. "Isn't this photonic computing technology?"

"It is indeed photonic computer technology."

"Then you..." Fang Xu was speechless for a moment.

"Wait, let me finish." As he spoke, Lü Yongchang reached out and dragged the holographic projection in front of him through the air. "However, it's not a fully-fledged photonic computer."

"Simply put, it's just a prototype."

"It provides us with a completely new direction for realizing photonic computers."

"The central computer of the Proxima Centauri civilization was probably built based on the principles outlined in this document."

As he spoke, a hint of anticipation appeared in Lü Yongchang's eyes: "I have a feeling that if everything goes smoothly, we should be able to build a real photonic computer very soon."

Fang Xu nodded blankly and asked, "Then...then why didn't the Proxima Centauri civilization follow this direction and develop a real photonic computer?"

Lu Yongchang's expression immediately turned strange.

He reached out and gestured in the air again, enlarging the upper right corner of the translation.

"See that?" Lü Yongchang pointed to the holographic image. "That's the answer."

[The project has been established, and research on it is expected to begin 50 years from now.]

Fang Xu: "..."

"Holy crap... how could the Proxima Centauri civilization drag on such an important research project for so long?!"

Lü Yongchang shrugged: "It seems that Atocha was right back then; this civilization has rotted to its core."

As he spoke, a hint of relief appeared on his face.

"Fortunately, it was rotten to the core."

"Otherwise, we would be facing a true Level 2 civilization."

Upon hearing this, everyone present showed a look of relief.

"Professor, another team of robots has successfully entered Dungeon Number Two."

To make it easier to distinguish, Lü Yongchang divided the two underground cities into No. 1 and No. 2.

Zero's voice remained calm and composed.

Lü Yongchang immediately sat up straight: "What did you find?"

The projected image changed instantly.

The same mess everywhere.

However, the two dungeons are distinctly different.

"This dungeon... seems to be a bit low-end?"

Fang Xu voiced what Lü Yongchang was thinking.

Not bad.

Compared to Dungeon No. 1, Dungeon No. 2 is like a...

"Slums," Lu Yongchang uttered the words.

"It seems this is the class-based situation that Atocha was referring to."

"I never expected that even after things have come to this, these Proxima Centauri people would still resort to this kind of thing..."

As he spoke, he shook his head helplessly.

The camera angle slowly changes.

When he saw the corpse on the ground, Lü Yongchang's eyes suddenly lit up.

"stop!"

His expression turned serious: "Zero, turn the camera back."

Zero swiftly executed the order.

"Bring the robot closer," Lü Yongchang said again.

As the camera zooms in, the slightly decomposed corpse becomes exceptionally clear.

"What's so interesting about this... they're just some Proxima Centauri beings still in their infancy?"

Looking at the bodies in the image that had clearly shrunk several sizes, Fang Xu said irritably, "You don't actually intend to bring them back, do you?"

Lu Yongchang did not respond to Fang Xu's complaints, but looked at the holographic projection in front of him with a solemn expression.

"Yongchang?"

Fang Xu noticed the problem from Lü Yongchang's expression, and he turned to look at the holographic screen again.

"This is not a young Proxima Centauri."

Lu Yongchang said firmly.

"But this size and appearance..."

Lu Yongchang lowered his head and manipulated the holographic projection in front of him, projecting an image from Dungeon No. 1 onto the holographic image.

"If that was a young Proxima Centauri, then what is this?"

The corpse of a Proxima Centauri, dressed in black and noticeably younger than his age, was clearly presented before the crowd.

"this……"

Fang Xu was speechless for a moment.

Lu Yongchang frowned as he stared at several images in the holographic projection.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him.

"Perhaps this is why our genetic weapons have gone awry?"

He muttered to himself, "The Proxima Centauri civilization, composed of two different races?"

After a moment of contemplation, he suddenly spoke.

"Zero, check the central computer in Dungeon No. 1; there might be relevant information there."

The completely different scenes of the two underground cities made Lü Yongchang realize a problem.

The second underground city has almost no use.

The good stuff should all be in Dungeon Number One.

With that in mind, he issued another order.

"Leave ten robots in Dungeon Two; send the rest to Dungeon One!"

"The social structure of the Proxima Centauri civilization has major problems!"