The author's diary of ghost stories

It was daytime at the moment, but this space was as dark and dark as night.

Under the gray dome, the three-layer spherical structure filters all the incoming light, leaving only limited light to splash on the giant brain below.

Dozens of thick and powerful tentacles pass through the dome, grabbing the spherical surface and adsorbing the dome with the suction cups on the tentacles.

These tentacles are intertwined with each other and woven into a net bag, wrapping the giant dark red brain in the middle, like a cradle protecting a baby.

The surface of the giant brain in the cradle is as translucent as glaze, emitting a divine brilliance due to the faint light falling from the dome.

Looking up, the grooves on the surface of the lens are like small cabins, densely packed, forming a surrounding honeycomb-like look.

If you look more carefully, you can notice that there seems to be something in some of the cabins, containing huddled humanoids.

Their bodies are hunched in a shrimp-like posture, but their heads are raised, pointing their faces towards the giant brain in the center.

Through the translucent lens, players below can see their appearance.

Cold and solemn.

The pale face was lifeless, and the calm face had no ripples.

There is a third eye on the forehead, which is a completely different structure from those born from eggs and deformed people.

Native people.

They are the natives of flesh-and-blood civilization.

The high cabin reflected their downcast faces, like a sky full of gods and Buddhas sitting on spiritual mountains, giving them a somewhat solemn atmosphere.

Thousands of tubes stretch out from the cabins with surrounding fleshy walls, extending toward the giant brain hanging in the center, connecting the cabin and the giant brain like a link.

The cradle of tentacles, the giant brain, the natives in the cabin, and thousands of pipes together formed this surrealistic picture, which shocked all the players present.

"Buzz——"

In the ethereal place in my mind, the sound of the pipe organ often heard in churches came out melodiously, which seemed particularly solemn.

This sound also awakened Yu Liang, making him deeply aware of the religious and philosophical implications of the scene in front of him.

No, organ?

He was surprised, why was there the sound of the pipe organ here?

hiss--

That's not right, it seemed that the voice was not heard by him, but sounded directly in his brain.

Yu Liang was keenly aware of the difference between the two, and his eyes involuntarily shifted to the players around him.

They more or less expressed some doubts, and Lee came over and wrote a line on the ground: "Have you heard the chanting of Sanskrit sounds?"

Sanskrit?

Yu Liang carefully identified the two characters and confirmed that the other person wrote the Sanskrit sound of Buddhism.

He shook his head and denied: "What I heard was the sound of the organ in the church."

So the players got together and listed the sounds they heard. Some heard the pipe organ, some heard Sanskrit sounds, some heard religious songs, and some even heard the sound of sickles cutting grass and hammers forging.

Yu Liang looked up again at the giant brain above. According to these players, the special sound was heard when they looked up at the giant brain for the first time, and only the first time.

These sounds have certain things in common. They all belong to a kind of belief. Most of them are theological beliefs. Only one stupid player heard a sickle and a hammer.

So is this thing trying to inspire players' faith?

No, maybe it's not to inspire players, but to inspire Dan Shengren.

Dansheng people believe in [Tree] and flesh and blood civilization. Coming here is like entering a holy place of worship.

This is not the case for players. What they hear in their minds seems to be a relatively general concept of belief, and it is not that whatever they believe in will result in what they hear.

After all, Yu Liang has no clear religious belief. He is not a believer at all. The same is true for Lee.

Yu Liang looked at the giant brain again, and was a little curious about how it could do it, so accurately affect the human spirit from the visual level, and then communicate the "belief" of the human race in an auditory way.

If nothing else, he showed some awe for the creations of flesh and blood civilization.

Their technology is simple and crude, but in a way more relevant to the essence.

Question: How to upload ethnic consciousness to achieve digital immortality?

Answer: Use biological editing technology to create a giant that is large enough, then use its brain as a server, and finally connect the individual consciousness to the server with a special tube.

This can be regarded as a very straightforward processing method, without any precision at all.

However, compared to the immortality of human consciousness in science fiction, Yu Liang prefers this kind of consciousness uploading and group thinking in the brain network.

Human beings transform from flesh and blood to consciousness stored through cold machinery. In this process, there may be a loss of information, and the information can even be modified using a keyboard.

Maybe this idea has a somewhat narrow understanding of digital life, but Yu Conscience is still very resistant.

Yu Liang glanced at a player. He should be a physical warrior, and he was climbing to the cabin above by relying on his physical fitness.

"What is he going to do?" Yu Liang looked at Lee beside him.

Lee wrote: "He is a climber. He probably wants to climb up and try to see if he can connect to the brain network. There is not much energy in their body."

Yu Liang nodded, he could understand what the guy above was thinking.

Anyway, there is not much energy in the body, so why not give it a try and see if you can get more critical information from the brain network.

If someone wanted to be the first to eat the crab, Yu Liang would naturally not stop him. He stood below and looked up with interest at the Dansheng Man above, and at the same time released some strange creatures as a warning.

The whistle beasts that came here before have not moved yet. Now I don’t know where they have gone, so I still need to take precautions.

Yu Liang crossed his hands with the Snake-Eating Snake and squinted his eyes upward.

It has to be said that the Snake Eater feels very good, with even thickness, its body is slippery and cool, and its scales create comfortable textures.

More importantly, this guy is not very smart, but he is still quite handsome. His black color is noble and elegant, his eyes are a bit golden, his lips are slightly raised, and he has a kind of arrogance that looks down on the world.

So it is like the cat at the side of the classic godfather image, taking on the task of a facade.

But having said that, didn’t Snake Eater start to advance to the T2 stage very early?

Why is it still T3 now?

The dream of the rabbit-shaped god was in vain?

Yu Liang opened the character card of Snake Eater and took a look at it. He confirmed that this guy was still T3, and he was inevitably a little confused.

The dream that is structured by the source ghost story is also related to the two source ghost stories at the same time. Who are you, Snake Eater? You can't even go up a gradient, right?

The biting snake seemed to sense the change in Yu Liang's mood, and immediately stuck out its tongue and brought its head up. The vertical pupils instantly turned into round pupils, and then it licked Yu Liang's face with the snake letter, probably wanting to beg for it. Something.

"Wait, when I fall asleep, you can eat the fragments of my dream." Yu Liang patted the snake on the head and continued.

The realm of rabbit language has three levels. The first level is to modify dreams, the second level is "lucid dreaming", which is to construct within one's own dreams, and the third level is "daydreaming", which is to keep the dream state stable while awake. And connected with reality.

He never gave up studying rabbit language, but rabbit language gave up on him.

Yu Liang has been stuck in the initial stage of the second level. With his qualifications, it is difficult to progress. Now in this level, he can only maintain a certain degree of wakefulness while sleeping and dreaming, and actively create dream fragments to feed the Snake. If he wants to It is far from possible to construct a complete dream.

"Hey -" A disgusting expression visible to the naked eye appeared on Snake Eater's face, and then it quickly moved its head away from Yu Liang, leaving only the second half still coiled around Yu Liang's body, "Ugh!"

Yu Liang: "..."

Are they all so realistic?

It’s like this when there’s nothing to eat, everyone learned it from someone.

Looking at the Dansheng man above, he had already crawled from the smooth fleshy wall to the cabin area with the help of bone spurs in his hands.

The climber tried to pull open an occupied cabin, but not only could he not pull it open at all, but there were also some fleshy thorns growing on the fleshy wall facing him.

The surface of the flesh thorn hardened quickly and turned into a white sharp object. It seemed that as long as he touched the cabin door again, the flesh thorn would directly attack.

Helpless, he could only choose an empty cabin and reach out to touch the cabin again.

When his palms covered the surface of the lens hatch, special blue lines appeared on the hatch, and the hatch opened immediately, revealing the small space inside.

The athlete hesitated for a moment, then turned back to look down at the other players below, waved to them, and then decisively entered the cabin, learning how to huddle and hibernate like other natives.

Anyway, there is only less than half a day left in this life, so it would be good to experience the brain network first. If he can discover the secret about the origin of the ghost story earlier, then he will be the first to complete the second stage.

The cabin door would protect him, so those below couldn't copy his answers.

Then he can choose to die at a suitable time, and his teammates will take his place to explore the third stage of the mission. This will lead those players by a whole stage, and their team will have a huge advantage.

With this thought, he closed the hatch.

The tubes with small bone spurs swam in the cabin, quickly found the temples on both sides, and then penetrated.

For a moment, he felt that his brain was clear, and a kind of inspiration flashed in his mind.

Light forms a bridge from one end to the other.

He could feel himself walking across the bridge, also from one end to the other.

When he finally reached the other end of the bridge, he saw many groups of light shining.

Wait, he is also a light group.

He noticed this and walked forward.

The light groups are separated from each other, and occasionally a white luminous tentacle will stretch out to touch other light groups. There is a faint flow of electricity on the tentacles. In just a few encounters, the two light groups have completed the communication of consciousness.

Similar electric rays circulated rapidly among these light groups, quickly conveying the information to all the light groups.

so……

Is this the brain network of flesh and blood civilization?

Although the connection between conscious bodies in the brain network is slower than imagined, compared to using words to communicate and conveying information with extremely slow and low propagation efficiency, this is already a radical leap forward. .

He looked around and saw that the number of these light groups was not large, only about a few hundred.

Are these light groups here the last "people" of this civilization?

Suddenly, he felt the sadness of the gradual demise of civilization. These people lived in the consciousness space through the brain network. In fact, they only gained immortality, not eternal life.

This civilization will not continue as a result.

We were born to go to the [Tree], but in our extremely civilized life we ​​cannot touch the [Tree].

In order to return to the [tree], the culture and art of this civilization are completely uncivilized. Everyone spends all their time and energy doing the same thing, but ultimately fails.

If we could help, wouldn't this civilization die?

This thought came to his mind, but at the same time he woke up and realized that he was on the way.

As a player, how could he have pity and sympathy for the flesh-and-blood civilization here?

If you still want to help them, take care of yourself first!

At this time, the light groups in front of him gathered together, and the electric light flowed, and he "heard" the words between them.

It can be clearly noticed that communication between light groups does not rely on language, so there is no need to worry about whether they can understand the language of flesh and blood civilization.

If words are encryption of information, then what is carried in that electric light is the most original information, without any form of encryption, just exposed in front of him openly, and then translated into information that humans can understand. .

"he came."

"he came."

"They're all here."

"There are eleven module people in total, ten module people are connected to the brain network through 'worship', and one module person is connected to the brain network through 'thorn'."

"He's with us, right now."

"They're down there, right now."

"The brain network has received the information."

"The information of the biological group numbered D980 has been transmitted through the brain of the original module human. The amount of data transmitted in the 'worship' state is limited, and the relevant information has been lost."

"They said."

"It can succeed, it can succeed!"

"Find the brain network of the native, connect it to other fruits on the [tree], and use alien axioms and algorithms to succeed!"

"It can work!"

"Have you finally waited for your chance?"

“[Tree] is here to take care of us!”

"[Tree] only cares about us!"

"We will eventually meet the dead on the [tree]!"

"The group numbered D980 belongs to the first-order control group."

"Gene Belief Level: High"

"Individual Awareness: Moderate"

"Conclusion: The information is credible."

"[The Fruit Tree Project] has been restarted. Numbers 268, 267, and 266 have regained consciousness. Please provide corpse oil for the plan."

"The construction work of the 'Insect Body' has been restarted."

As this information was transmitted to his brain, he also saw three light groups disappearing into the group. They received instructions and had new tasks.

New mission...

Perhaps it is to welcome death and provide corpse oil for the construction of the "worm body"?

He copied the answers to the first stage, so he knew that the biological editing technology of flesh and blood civilization requires the use of "corpse oil".

At the same time, Yu Liang and other players below also saw three cabins opened in sequence above their heads. These three cabins were completely different from the cabins that climbers had entered before. They were located to the east, northeast and south respectively.

"What do you mean? Why are these three open?" Li Huachao was stunned, "What about whack-a-mole?"

In the cabin, a total of nine eyes of three people opened at the same time.