Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

Ding--!

The sound of the steel collision awakened Lu Zhou from the trance.

That was the sound of iron.

When he returned to God, he was standing in front of an original house made of wood and stones and some white pieces of fluff, and waking him was a strangely shaped calciner beside him. Looking up into the distance, a little further away, you can see the wall of soil and wooden sticks, and the rising farmland.

As General Reinhart said, these bugs learned to walk upright, even learned to use tools, and developed the embryonic form of farming civilization.

Although, even in his opinion, they were as funny as they walked.

Looking at the "ranch" surrounded by the fence, and the fat larvae like buckets, a thoughtful expression floated on Lu Zhou's face.

At this time, General Reinhardt walked to his side and quipped a question.

"What kind of experience is tens of thousands of years when you walk away?"

I heard the ridicule in that tone, but now Lu Zhou had no time to take care of it.

"We ... have passed tens of thousands of years?"

General Reinhardt shrugged.

"You can understand it as fast-forward, after all, I can't really let you stay in my memory for tens of thousands of years."

sweat!

Scary to death!

Lu Zhou thought he had been sleeping for tens of thousands of years!

"..."

Without immediately responding to General Reinhardt's words, Lu Zhou glanced around and looked at the village at the foot of the mountain for a while before continuing to say, "... We have now reached the Stone Age?"

"Slightly further than the Stone Age, they have learned to smelt metals ... probably the Bronze Age."

"Did you teach them these?"

"No, they may have a slightly smaller brain capacity, but they are not stupid enough to require me to help build houses and domesticated beasts."

"But you tell me, it's you 'enlighten' them."

"Yes, whether intentionally or unintentionally, it was the stone stele I left that taught them the words, and it was because of the words that they passed on their knowledge. Isn't this hanging big enough? "

While he was speaking, there was a stern buzzing in his place, and the peace and quiet in the air suddenly caught a kill.

I saw a cockroach whose head was covered with metal horns rushed out of the woods and, under the cover of a domesticated flying insect, rushed towards the village at the foot of the mountain.

The screams kept coming and going, and the cockroaches in the village quickly armed and began to fight.

Two groups of men and horses quickly struck together, looking at the cockroaches rushing to the front-or the Martians, a subconscious cold surged behind Lu Zhou.

Fortunately, General Reinhardt, who stood next to him, lifted his hand and flew to the sky with no entity, otherwise he was a little unsure whether he would vomit.

Looking down at the flames of fire rising from his feet, and the fluttering flesh, Lu Zhou suddenly had an illusion. At this moment, the person who was here was like God.

In fact, it is indeed the case. He is overlooking the life of civilization through the perspective of God ...

"Do you feel like an omnipotent god?"

"kind of."

"It seems that you are gradually feeling my feeling," General Reinhardt smiled slightly. "In fact, any higher civilization will have similar ideas when facing lower civilizations. Sometimes think about it this way, It is estimated that the attitude of those observers when they look at us is the same. "

As the two chatted, the battle at the foot of the mountain was over.

The killing of two groups of horses ended in the victory of the invaders. Those obviously larger Martians divided the captives into two waves, one wave was killed, and the other wave tied the carapace and the head with white velvet rope. Department of the junction.

The victor set up a fire in the middle of the village, lit the flames, danced to please the gods, enjoyed the plundered supplies, slaughtered the enemy's livestock, and even enjoyed the captives ...

Looking at the thoughtful land boat, General Reinhardt continued expressionlessly.

"This is the first stage of evolution. Civilization and brutality are fighting the final battle. At first, the latter has the upper hand, but in the end, the former will prevail. War is like a catalyst. The Martians on this land began to merge and merge into one. Overall. In order to manage a larger population, they transitioned from tribal to feudal, and then through countless reforms and even revolutions, liberated productivity ... "

Lu Zhou: "So what role did you play in it?"

"Me?" General Reinhart smiled slightly and continued. "I didn't play any role. When they contacted me again and realized that I existed, it was already a thing of the electronic age."

Just as General Reinhardt was telling this, the earth under their feet changed again.

I don't know when it started, the low thatched hut was gone, replaced by red brick houses and granite wells.

The bonfires also collapsed, replaced by sky-high chimneys and hundreds of acres of factories.

Trucks of steel products were shipped from the factory, loaded with trains, and driven to the distance with the roar of a whistle.

Not far away, circles of houses stood up, and the outline of the city began to emerge and spread rapidly.

"Don't you feel shocked?"

"Yeah ..." Watching what was happening on the planet under his feet, Lu Zhou said for a moment and said, "Just one thing, I don't quite understand."

"I don't understand anything."

"Since the Martian civilization is nearly three billion years ahead of us ... why do observer civilizations not choose them, but instead pin their hopes on three billion years later, a resource and environmental condition are inferior to the Martian civilization. Us. "

In Lu Zhou's view, the initial resources of these Martians can be described as a perfect start.

Unlike human civilization, which has experienced countless small ice ages in history, this group of insects living in the greenhouse has hardly experienced the baptism of natural disasters. Even if the crops are not harvested in any year, they can also learn from the lush forests and Underground world, get enough food.

"This question is actually very interesting. If we use the earth as a reference, will the most fertile land surely give birth to the most powerful civilization?"

Looking at the thinking land boat, General Reinhardt continued.

"In fact, although the planet Gaia has an ecological environment that is envied by all living organisms, it is not the most suitable breeding ground for breeding civilization."

"A rich environment means that you do n’t need to put in a lot of effort to get the basic supplies you need to survive. Although Martians have the same curious qualities as you, they do n’t know what is hard-working in their culture, and they have no pioneering genes. And most deadly, tens of thousands of years of evolution have made them fully adapted to the ecological environment of the planet Gaia, and this fussy to nearly harsh living conditions makes it difficult for them to find an acceptable second in space home."

"Imagine if the ecosystem on Earth could still hold 20 billion people, or even 30 billion people, and the day when the rich resource reserves could not be exhausted, you would also think about giving up the beautiful life now to explore the moon , Mars, or even the world outside the solar system? "

"In contrast, it's those harsh and extreme environments that are more likely to give birth to a strong and aggressive civilization. You can remember that, maybe one day it will be used."

Looking at Luzhou who seemed to know nodded, General Reinhardt continued.

"As for time ... not to mention, a civilization with a long time may be developed, but the reason for his development must not be because of the long years. Many seemingly inevitable things can't be simply drawn. No. These things didn't become known until I reached the center of the galaxy. "

In just a few minutes, the earth underneath was a sea of ​​multitude.

The endless steppe is no longer visible, the borders of the forest continue to shrink, shrink, and eventually disappear on the horizon, engulfed by tall buildings made of reinforced concrete, and steel covers almost every inch of the planet.

At this moment, Lu Zhou finally understood where the rust on the surface of Mars came from.

There are also strange hematite veins and silicate sedimentary layers ...

All that turned out to be the "corpses" of the Martian civilization!

"Inconceivable, how did they get there ... that step?"

Looking at the planet whose geomorphology has been completely changed by man-made objects made of reinforced concrete, and that the onions are neon and endlessly prosperous in the street, Lu Zhou's eyes can't help but have a complex feeling.

Although developed has not changed the ugly image of those Martians in his eyes, so far, he has not seen any signs of decline.

Had he not seen what Mars would be like billions of years later, he would never believe that this powerful civilization did not set foot on the sky, but would eventually decline ...

"There are many reasons and even a lot of coincidences."

"Aside from these, let's make a hypothesis. If the cancer cells know that they will continue to expand endlessly, one day they will end up with the host, do you think it will consider multiplying in a relatively gentle way?"

Lu Zhou asked subconsciously.

"Is that still a cancer cell?"

It seemed that he was applauded for Lu Zhou's intuition. Reinha nodded characteristically and said, "Yes, it is fundamentally impossible to expect civilization to restrain itself and achieve common prosperity with nature. It is like the valley of man. As long as hope swells, so too does the need for civilization. Only by expanding into a more distant world is the only way to survive, just like the original fish jumped onto land. "

"However, because of habitability, the Martian civilization did not finally embark on this path, but chose to continue to obtain it. Generally, the bearing capacity of the Gaia planet is able to meet their needs until ... they finally do Something stupid. "

Lu Zhou's throat knot moved slightly.

"... What a stupid thing."

"They built a geothermal well that dug from the ocean floor to the mantle layer, extracting heat and minerals from it to build and support their city."

"They're crazy ..." Lu Zhou froze slightly. "Did they never think of ... any other way?"

"Other ways? Like controlled nuclear fusion?" General Reinhart smiled slightly. "Don't forget, at this time Mars was formed only a few hundred million years, including the entire solar system is still very young, but There is no accumulation of deuterium and tritium in the ocean like the earth. "

"Mars civilization is not without the invention of controlled nuclear fusion technology, but it is not the cheapest option for their situation. In contrast, as arthropods, it is more attractive to explore downwards, after all Punching is almost an instinct for their survival. "

"A large amount of mantle material was pumped to the surface, and the energy in the core was released. In fact, this is a very slow process, including the cooling of the core, including the weakening of the magnetic field. Mars has only had life for more than 20 years. As a person, most people don't necessarily feel that their environment has changed after exhausting their lives. "

"And when the local nuclear temperature finally fell below a certain threshold, when the weakened magnetic field could no longer resist the high-energy rays from the universe, everything was too late. They watched in despair as the atmosphere was blown away, and their fellow citizens were Died from cancer, cities have become ghost towns, and they have been forced to retreat from the surface to the underground with everyone. "

"However, even in the underground world, there is no place for them. Mars at that time was like an old man who was dying, and there was only one death certificate from his death."

"Before the civilization was about to die, they also made some efforts ... such as the ignition plan and the seeding plan."

"I have already told you about the ignition plan. They asked me for help. They hoped that by sending my engine to the Diman circle, the zero point energy in the energy module would be detonated, so that the heat borrowed from the nuclear core would be returned. Go back. They hibernated a part of their compatriots and took turns to wake up to complete the work, but they failed in the end. "

"As for the planting plan, it's more interesting."

Having said that, General Rinhart smiled.

"Maybe it was stimulated by the upheaval on Mars. They finally realized their weakness in environmental adaptability, and then trimmed their genes by genetic modification."

"It's just a pity that genetic modification is a very precise technology, and they are obviously immature in this respect, and can only forcibly improve their livability at the cost of weakening other parts. Created by this method The new Martians are not only mentally flawed, they are even unacceptable. These small, low-energy children are their own kind. "

"But anyway, this is the only hope for survival, and optimistically, in the evolution of billions of years, in case one day these new Martians re-awaken the genes of their ancestors, it does not mean recovery. Is their civilization? "

"With this in mind, some people set their sights on the Earth, which is your home star. Although the earth was still chaotic at that time, they tried to detonate nuclear weapons, put in acid-resistant, nitrogen-fixing bacteria, and other artificial methods. , Has accelerated the evolution of the Earth ’s atmosphere. "

"I don't know if this is within the observer's plan or if it can be tolerated. In a sense, they have made some progress."

"The genetically modified, frozen dormant New Martians were sent to Earth by their compatriots, and those Martians hope that those younger than them can rebuild the glory of Mars civilization someday in the future. "

Looking at the shocking land boat on his face, and the extinct neon and bustling on the surface, General Reinhart's face showed a regretful expression and said softly.

"As for the results, you should already know."

"They have spent billions of years spanning hundreds of millions of kilometers ..."

"... finally succeeded and became the cockroach in your eyes."

...

Earth.

University of Oxford, Bodley Library.

An old man of nearly sixty years of age, leaning against a wooden table, carefully checked the print in his hand.

His name is Vernal, and he is an archeologist. Although there has been a slight deviation in his research direction in recent decades, there is still no difference in essence.

To this day, thirty years have passed since that initial trip to Mars.

The international community has not given up the excavation of the gates of **** for the past 30 years, and only recently stopped a little because of the repeated cuts in funding.

Relying on his authority in the archeological field of Mars, he went to Mars several times in succession in the past 30 years to investigate the remains of Hell's Gate, and also inspected some newly discovered clues to Mars civilization.

And he also changed from a middle-aged man who looked older to a real old man.

By the way, although space travel today is not as simple as everyday life, it is not as mysterious as it was thirty years ago. Many well-established newlyweds will choose to go to the moon for a honeymoon and experience the wonderful experience in that weightless environment.

In addition, scholars like him who insist on doing it by hand and completing papers on paper are not many in this era of extremely advanced multimedia technology ...

"Professor, I brought you your manuscript," footsteps came from the door, and a young man with freckles on his face, holding a stack of paper, opened the door and walked in.

It turned out that the stack of paper was so high that it blocked his vision, so much so that he almost didn't get tripped by the chair at the door.

Seeing that he was so careless, Professor Fernard almost lost his anger and stood up angrily.

"Be careful! You stupid marmot! This is precious historical literature."

"But professor, they are just printed ..." With a helpless expression on his face, the young doctor continued, "If you need it, I can go to the printing room to help you get another one."

"Whether it's Newton or whoever, the manuscript of any great man was brand new when it was first included in this library. By the way, the electronic file has no soul." Fearing the documents in his hand, Fernall The professor skillfully went through them in batches and counted them one by one.

Confirming that nothing was missing, he nodded with satisfaction.

"Very good, all here."

Looking at his mentor with a strange expression, the young doctor wanted to vomit but ended up saying nothing.

I saw his mentor stood up, walked to the coat rack at the door, picked up a khaki coat and put it on his body, and then stood in front of the coat mirror to trim the collar.

Looking at the old self in the mirror, a bit of nostalgia appeared in his eyes, but was quickly replaced by strong self-confidence.

Nowadays!

Just today!

His research will change history!

Taking a deep breath, Professor Fernal's voice gave a hint of excitement.

It was like singing an old English epic, he said.

"Go get ready, Dr. Gilbert!"

"Take out the most expensive suit in your closet and straighten it until the afternoon report starts."

"The whole world will remember our name forever because of this amazing discovery!"

It's no surprise to the old professor's nervousness, Gilbert glanced aside, and murmured innocently.

"Yes, professor."

He now wants to write a dissertation.

On leaving the earth for a long time, will it break the brain ...

...

Compared to decades, waiting in the afternoon is nothing more than a blink of an eye.

Waiting quietly for the wall clock to come to a close, Professor Fernall approached the microphone and cleared his throat.

The lecture hall was quiet.

Both pairs of eyes stopped swinging left and right, Qi Qi looked at the old professor on the podium, waiting for his opening remarks.

The report meeting has begun!

"Ladies and gentlemen."

"I'm glad you participated in my academic report."

"I am here to announce an important discovery to you-"

"The Martians are always with us!"

The moment the words fell, people's faces were surprised, and the voices of the discussions spread.

Young people are joking at each other with words like "Are you Martian?", "Coincidentally, me too", and some people take notes seriously or shake their head with smirk, showing disdain.

Professor Fernard smiled slightly as he watched the lecture hall.

Satisfied with the surprise on people's faces, he continued.

"Although this sounds strange ..."

"But based on the fossil specimens we found at the Olympus crater, and the various signs we have observed from other relics, we have been able to make a preliminary judgment that they belong to the order of insects, crickets ... just like the American roach.

"Maybe the cockroaches we see today are actually the same species as the Martians billions of years ago! They even came from the same place!"

"All of this is possible!"

The moment the voice falls.

The entire lecture hall, whether it was people or air, boiled in an instant ...

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(The next chapter is the second volume! Follow ", see the story behind Xue Ba ~ (????????????) ????)

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