Dream Guide

Watching them leave, Alice complained: "Men who have served in the military are really unreliable. They forget everything when it comes to weapons, as if the weapons are their girlfriends!"

Mrs. Larry smiled and said: "Alice, if you want to capture a man's heart, you must try to like the things he likes."

Alice said thoughtfully: "But I think the two hobbies of playing with guns and fishing should not appear in the same person at all."

"Human nature is very complicated! Sometimes we don't even know what we want, and where those inexplicable thoughts come from. Everything is illusory, as if we are dreaming. Only love is real, it makes We know that we are a human being, let us clearly see the responsibilities we shoulder, be full of courage when facing difficulties, and explore the unknown future of the human race."

Mrs. Larry stood up and walked to the window. The lake outside the window is like a mirror, reflecting the sky. The three suns are like three bright lamps, reflecting strange light.

There was a gust of wind on the lake, causing the water to ripple.

She seemed to see a man smiling at her in the sparkling light. That smile was full of love and the power to heal all wounds.

The wind circled the bridge, whimpered and entered the hatch, gently lifting one side of Mrs. Larry's hair. The golden sunlight shines on her side face, which looks thin but has clear outlines and looks very determined.

Only then did Aoki discover that this unsmiling, rigid and stubborn female scientist in Captain Church's diary not only had a sense of responsibility and mission beyond ordinary people, but also had an unusual love. It is mission and love that jointly support this weak body, giving it strong strength to survive the double suffering of body and soul, and persist in her mission to restore the truth of human past, She dedicated her all to finding a way out for the future of mankind.

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The wind swirled in the cabin, blowing away Ronald Cohen's manuscript on the podium.

Mrs. Larry bent down and picked them up.

She suddenly froze, as if she was petrified, half-hunched over, holding the paper she had just picked up in her hand, with an expression of disbelief on her face.

"Madam?" Alice asked with concern, "What's the matter with you, madam?"

Mrs. Larry didn't answer and picked up the remaining papers. Every time she picked up a piece of paper, she would stand there petrified for a moment, and as she picked up more papers, the expression on her face became more and more excited.

After picking up the last piece of paper, she said tremblingly: "Mr. Aoki, Mr. Stone, look, this is three-dimensional text!"

Aoki was startled, and some strange and indescribable pictures immediately appeared in his mind. Mrs. Larry once drew the strange symbols in the altar of the Sanchi tribe, and later analyzed that they might be a two-dimensional projection of a three-dimensional language. When he saw those symbols, a flash of light appeared in his mind, as if memory fragments composed of some distant past events were floating in his mind. However, due to insufficient information or problems with his brain itself, these fragments could not be Restore to valid information.

He and Situ jumped up almost at the same time and quickly came to Mrs. Larry's side. Su Huilan and others also gathered around.

The sunlight shone on the manuscript paper, and the original handwriting disappeared. This was expected, as the ink began to fade from the moment it was taken out of the cabin. However, at this moment, the manuscript paper did not become a blank piece of paper, but the shadow of some faint symbols appeared, some were dark in color, and some were light in color. With exposure to sunlight, the shape of the symbol becomes increasingly clear.

"This should be a special developer, probably used by the military." Situ said.

Mrs. Larry pointed to the symbols on the paper and said: "It should be in the same language as the symbols I saw in the Sanchi tribe. Mr. Aoki, you were able to get fragments of information from it last time, so what about this time?"

Aoki flipped through the pages of manuscript paper and shook his head.

Mrs. Larry thought for a while, spread out all the manuscript papers, flattened them into a square matrix, and asked, "What about this?"

There was a sudden bang in Aoki's mind, and a bolt of lightning flashed through the darkness, illuminating some things, but those things quickly turned into pieces, like broken glass floating in space.

He endured his headache and asked Situ: "Did you see it?"

Situ Jin frowned and said, "It can be combined with some of the symbols I saw before, but the amount of information is still not enough."

Mrs. Larry said: "The symbols you see come from the altar of the Mantiston tribe. The one on this paper should be what Cohen got from the altar of the Tosho tribe, which represents fire. Plus the Sanchi tribe's share, there is a total of Make three copies and try writing them all together to see if you can combine them into effective information."

Situ nodded and said, "Okay, then we'll have to trouble Madam. We'll write them on the deck."

They reached the outer deck, where the embers of a barbecue fire lay. They picked up a few unburned wooden sticks to use as charcoal sticks and started writing on the deck.

Situ and Mrs. Larry wrote very quickly, and it didn't take long for them to finish writing the symbols in the Mantiston Tribal Altar and the Sanchi Tribal Altar. Then Mrs. Stuart began to copy down the new symbols that appeared on Cohen's manuscript.

The crow tapped Aoki's head with its paw and said: "Quack, look at their memory, and then look at your head, ugh——"

It sighed, "I don't know if your head was struck by lightning or burned by fire!"

Su Huilan smiled and said: "He was burned by fire, so you were scorched."

The crow rolled his eyes at her, croaked twice, and wanted to say something, but found that Su Huilan had ignored him and was staring at the ground intently.

Mrs. Lari has finished writing, and the symbols from three different altars in Ramla are now written together.

The chaotic information in Aoki's mind emerged again, much more than before, and the raging magma-like things hidden in the depths of his mind were constantly coming out and might erupt at any time, but he had a terrible headache. , as if those memories would break through his head once they erupted.

He didn't know if Situ would be like him, but that guy who was as gentle and gentle as a gentleman no matter what he encountered, had nothing on his face except an occasional frown. Du Wa was also watching, she was even calmer than Situ.

Mrs. Larry asked: "How is it? Did you see anything more?"

"Obviously there are a few more things, but it's still incomplete," Szeto said.

Dua saw these things for the first time and was surprised: "What on earth is this? It seems that it can be reduced to fragments of consciousness through mental power?"

Situ explained: "These are all texts from different altars. According to experience, it is likely to record the construction process of the altar and the past history of Ramlane, just like the inscriptions or murals found in the ruins of civilizations on Earth. . If it can be deciphered, it will be possible to distinguish the authenticity of Ronald Cohen's last words, and perhaps more secrets can be unearthed. However, this kind of writing is likely to come from the high-dimensional language of a higher civilization, so it must be deciphered I’m afraid it won’t be easy.”

"High-dimensional language?" Dua looked at the symbols on the ground thoughtfully.

Mrs. Larry said: "Language is actually a kind of information encoding. Generally speaking, information exchange between living things usually uses an information encoding method that is one dimension lower than the spatial dimension in which it is located. We are all three-dimensional creatures, so we use Two-dimensional information encoding. Our brains can only understand two-dimensional information encoding, while one-dimensional information encoding suitable for computers needs to be converted to be understood by us. Similarly, our language also needs to be encoded to be understood by computers. "

"You mean, computers are two-dimensional creatures?" Aoki suddenly remembered GHOST - the ghost living in the underground computer room of Mei's laboratory.