The Record of Unusual Creatures

At the time when the two data terminals were happy to exchange feelings, Hao Ren was already busy. △

Originally, there was only one set of equipment for analyzing the anger on the rocky platform. However, after learning the news of Santu? Su iv, he immediately ordered the ship-borne factory to work overtime to create a new set of ship-borne factories. In terms of efficiency, it does not take much time to manufacture such a device in the case of a blueprint. Hao Ren took the new device out of the portable space, installed the energy core and debugged it. The device immediately gave a soft humming sound, and the bowl-shaped groove in the center of the device began to emit shimmer.

"Now put the anger into this, you can read its data," Hao Ren pointed at the equipment, "but according to our experiments, the data read will be very confusing, including not only the memory of the anger, Also includes its own 'presence data', just like a messy hard drive, all storage files and system files are scrambled into bytes, even if read out, it doesn't make sense."

Galajour looked at Hao Ren’s equipment with great interest: “It’s a very delicate thing... try not to lose.”

As she said, she controlled the magic stones to float here. The strong magnetic field formed by the magic stone dragged the anger to the top of the analyzer as if it were an invisible container. After careful docking, the violent light of the group was transferred to the groove without any danger.

The device's analysis module went online immediately, and in a burst of hum, it began to read the information of the wrath.

Nangong looked nervously in May, and every time something related to the anger would remind her of her missing parents, and she was particularly nervous at this time. The people around have long known about the fault of this sea monster sister. Before that, I ran away with vigilance. This time no one was caught by the tail of May...

"Rolling" swayed and swayed one leg at rest. Looking at the glimmer of the instrument during the operation, the static environment here made her somewhat inexplicably nervous and restrained. Hao Ren noticed the reaction of the cat girl and reached out to press the latter's head: "Don't move."

Thanks to the reading procedure of the previous anger, the device is running more smoothly, and the sample of the anger provided by Galajol is better than the one that Hao Ren caught in the “health level”. So soon some data was extracted. The holographic projections that come with the analyzer begin to show some whimsical pictures and strings. They are refreshing quickly, full of high-tech feelings, and as always, there is no egg.

"I knew it would be like this," Hao Ren shrugged. "The same is true when I read another anger. It can only be garbled."

Galazol looked thoughtfully at the chaotic symbols and suddenly sighed: "Wait... not necessarily garbled."

Hao Ren immediately looked up at her.

"I haven't had much experience with you in the anger, but I'm more experienced than you in other ways," Gallardol pointed at the garbled symbols. "Look at these symbols... although there are no rules, there are some things. It is repeated, like a tag. There are also these pictures, a chaos. But these chaotic pictures are continuous, they should be able to form some kind of...image."

Hao Ren touched his chin: "Well, I thought about this, but it doesn't make sense to label and connect these continuous and repeated parts. It's still a mess, at most from static mosaic to animation mosaic. - This has a hair difference."

Gallazol shook his head: "This at least proves that information is not meaningless, and the existence of laws means that there is information. The problem is not on these materials. In our way of reading."

Hao Ren quietly waited for the following, Galajour closed his eyes and meditated. The dragon has been in the position of the examiner for thousands of years. I have seen many worlds and many races, and her knowledge is the most valuable asset. After some memories. The dragon opened his eyes: "I think of a strange race I encountered a few years ago, they will be infected with a very special condition called nonlinear memory."

Lily's ears are vertical: "Nonlinear?"

She has a straight head, so it is especially sensitive when she hears the word "non-linear".

"Yes, non-linear," Galajol nodded. "It can also be called 'orderless memory.' Memory is in no particular order. There is no concept of time before and after. The memory of the sick is like the same plane, all The information is placed on the same floor. The things of yesterday are mixed with the things of today. The things of childhood and the things of adulthood are also mixed together. In the case of mild illness, the memory of the year can be distinguished. After the serious illness, it is completely messed up. Now, even a second of memory will be mixed together, one byte and one byte mixed together. Do you know what will happen to this?"

Hao Ren imagined it and made a cold sweat: "They can't think at all."

“Yes, the essence of this disease is the loss of the ability to comb the memory, so the sick will feel that everything is happening at the same time, from the first time they fell to the details of the fragments of their children. They are all piled up together. Late patients can't move in bed like vegetatives, their brains are filled with memories, but because of the lack of an index table, they can't do anything, not even know what they are thinking."

Hao Ren thought of the files on the computer hard disk: the files that were originally arranged according to the date of creation suddenly lost all the time stamps, so the whole folder would be a mess. He knows what Galajour wants to say: "Do you say that the memory of the anger is nonlinear?"

"I am so skeptical, but I am not sure," Galazhal frowned. "The race I mentioned is because of illness, it produces non-linear memories, and if the anger is innate... how do they live? I can't imagine how to create thinking activities under nonlinear memory."

"Don't forget that they are 'angry spirits,'" Hao Renfei said quickly. "They are actually dead. The eldest son has destroyed the self-awareness of these spiritual creatures... I understand what is going on, the eldest son is destroying the self." Consciousness also destroys the sorting part of their memory, causing all information to be piled up in an orderly manner. We should first find a way to create an index table for the anger, and then reorganize the useful information instead of burying it. Head to solve what code."

“How to get started?” Galajour looked at Hao Ren. “Reorganizing this information without an index table is as difficult as reorganizing a city from a yellow sand.”

Hao Ren doesn't know how to get it. In this professional field, his knowledge is not as good as Galal, but the data terminal suddenly floats from the side: "We don't have to use the timetable for indexing. This machine can try some Other algorithms - now at least there are ideas."

Hao Ren immediately let the console open: "Well, you can try it."

The data terminal embeds itself on the analyzer's console, and the surface quickly glows blue, and the data and images around the holographic projections begin to refresh at an even more amazing rate and gradually change. Some symbols were extracted separately, and then a new entry was created underneath. Hao Ren couldn't understand what it was doing, but he knew that the data terminal was already trying to compile a catalog of the memory of the anger.

This directory is not necessarily chronologically ordered, it may be based on the size of the packet or the similarity of the data - for a creature that has died more than 10,000 years, you don't need to know everything that he has experienced. The exact time, just know what he has experienced and list it all.

"It seems to work." Nangong Sanba suddenly said with a serious expression.

Hao Ren瞪 looked at the holographic projection: "Can you see it?"

"No, I guess, I just put it on."

"..."

But Nangong’s guess is correct, and the new algorithm really started to work.

The surface of the data terminal is scattered by the blue light. It pops up from the groove and the tone is pleasant: "It is correct. This machine resets the retrieval method. Our previous decoding idea has a problem, and it does not need decoding at all."

Hao Ren looked at the analyzer with surprise: "Can you read now?"

"Reading, because the algorithm is still not perfect, so the reading speed and accuracy are not too high, but at least it can actually read useful things, stronger than before, I don’t know where to go," the data terminal said happily and proudly. "Now we can start working on the first sample."

(Proverbs open a new book, the title of the book "The echo of the heart of the wall", I thought that there should be some readers to know her ... I hope everyone to support, like the delicate style of writing and the world of heaven and earth readers can look at. Also ask Monthly ticket - I have not forgotten this time!) (To be continued, please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better updated faster!