The Secret History of Mars

When the capsule door opened again, Cui Xingmeng thought that he had returned to the earth again. The scene in front of him was very much like the city center of City A, and Ye Qinghe took the two of them into the villa area where their wedding room was located.

"Can the geocentric capsule also travel through time and space? Are we going home again?" Cui Xingmeng asked Yuan Yizhou.

"This is still Mars. They can already use holographic optics to set up virtual scenes that are so realistic that ordinary people on earth can no longer distinguish them." Yuan Yizhou replied, "There is also such a room in the Miemeng Gallery. It feels like a holographic movie, and the layout is The reception room in my company looks a lot like it.”

Ye Qinghe was a little surprised when he heard this and asked, "How did you find out? I don't remember that we talked about this at Mie Meng Gallery."

"It's the walls of that room. I think it's easy for you to set up indoor scenes with relatively predictable motion patterns, but for some randomly changing natural scenes, in order to prevent people from noticing the deliberateness, you chose not to make any settings." Yuan Yizhou replied.

"What's the problem? At worst, your company's reception room has a row of floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the entire city. The room in the Miemeng Gallery has no windows." Ye Qinghe tried to rationalize this setup loophole.

"There is no problem with this setup. The problem is that your wall is not an ordinary wall, but a screen covered with photosensitive materials, which are materials specially used for holographic projection technology." Yuan Yizhou hit the nail on the head, "If it is just a layout similar to room, why would you use that material to build the walls?”

Ye Qinghe smiled and said, "You are worthy of being the top appraiser on the planet. Your ability to observe and gain insights is a perfect match."

"Not just that room, when we arrived at the shuttle station at the bottom of Mount Olympus and walked out of the Miemeng Gallery, I think the entire surface of your Miemeng Gallery spacecraft was covered with this material." Yuan Yizhou continued like a detective. , analyzing.

"So?" Ye Qinghe was noncommittal.

"So, if my guess is correct, Mie Meng Gallery has always been at No. 1 Dayun South Road, Jiexiong North Street, but it has been invisible through holographic projection." Yuan Yizhou summarized his inference in stages.

"When did you start to doubt it?" Ye Qinghe acquiesced to Yuan Yizhou's conclusion.

"When I scanned the time coordinates of the Miemeng Gallery key card and opened the door to enter the gallery, Luo Tang's clothes shrank." Yuan Yizhou replied, "From then on, I was suspicious until Xingmeng told me just now that Luo Tang's clothes Tangyi is a polymer smart material, so everything makes sense."

Seeing that Ye Qinghe was silent, Yuan Yizhou continued: "The current photosensitive materials on the earth have an unavoidable flaw, which is that their linear response range is limited, resulting in some parts of the input signal being unable to be detected or converted."

"Clearly the Martian civilization has overcome this problem and found a way to make full-bandwidth photosensitive materials."

"This is just your inference, you have no evidence." Ye Qinghe tried to interrupt Yuan Yizhou's train of thought.

"No, I do! The evidence is the water blade you gave to Luo Tang Qingyi Pavilion, Fei Yu, for cutting Luo Tang's fabrics!" Yuan Yizhou stared at Ye Qinghe. Cui Xingmeng was very familiar with Yuan Yizhou's expression. Every time the cultural relics appraisal results came to light, , when he was sealing the verdict, he had this cool expression that made her fall in love so hard!

"More precisely, it's a molecular knife! When Luo Tang's fabric encounters it, the molecular chains will be cut off, and no physical contact is required. It feels like cutting through the air. This is the feeling that fascinates Fei Yu."

As he spoke, Yuan Yizhou put his hand into the right pocket of Luo Tang's suit jacket, took it out, and put it in a sealed bag. Feng Shuhai gave him the one for self-defense, and Luo Tang's Qingyi Pavilion Fei Yu's, the cut Luo Tangyi's water blade.

"If my guess is correct, this water blade and the holographic projection of the villa area in front of me should be made of similar materials. That's why Luo Tangyi had a repulsive reaction when he passed through the door of Miemeng Gallery."

Yuan Yizhou opened the sealed bag and slowly took out the water blade the size of a paper knife. "If you don't mind, Miss Ye, I want to see the true face of this place."

Then before Ye Qinghe had time to react, he waved the water blade towards the prosperous scene in front of him. Wherever the blade passed, the scene in front of him was cut by light. Inside the cut was a dark background, but soon the cut The door closed automatically.

Cui Xingmeng was immersed in her fiancé's reasoning like a girl when she was awakened by the opening and closing of the hole in front of her. At this time, she noticed that not far in front of the three of them, a figure was walking towards them.

"Mr. Yizhou will arrive in the room soon, and it will not be too late to turn off the holographic projection. Turning it off here will affect the dreams of many residents." Ye Qinghe did not deny that the prosperity in front of him was false, and said to the visitor, "No. 1 Seeds and catalysts move in, no need to worry.”

"Miss Cui, Mr. Yuan, welcome to the Seed Hotel!" A familiar voice made Yuan Yizhou and Cui Xingmeng look at the speaker in unison.

"Real estate manager?!" The two said in unison, "Why are you here?"

"Hello, you two. I am the receptionist No. 285 of Seed Hotel. Mr. Shui Zaitian has customized a room for you two. Please move over here."

Ye Qinghe took the opportunity to say goodbye to Cui Xingmeng and Yuan Yizhou. After watching them and the receptionist enter the lobby, she did not turn around and return to the Earth's Core Capsule, but walked in the opposite direction into the darkness.

Yuan Yizhou signaled Cui Xingmeng not to speak, and the two followed receptionist No. 285 into the lobby of the unit. Then, as if they were going home, they entered the entrance elevator and came to the entrance.

After entering the room, Yuan Yizhou immediately began to look for the switch to turn off the holographic projection. This wedding room was designed and decorated by Yuan Yizhou himself, including the steel frame structure project on the second floor, from water and electricity laying to soft packaging and hard decoration. Know everything.

He believes that even if Martians can use holographic technology to reproduce the appearance of the surface, the design inside this house cannot be copied in a short time using holographic technology, and if it is just to make it look like a house on Earth, there is no need to copy the surface of the house. something underneath.

The most direct connection between the surface and the inside is the electrical box of the house, so he first opened the electrical box next to the elevator room. Cui Xing dreamed that he was checking the electrical box and said, "Mars doesn't seem to be powered by electricity. They don't have any lighting system."

"No lighting system?" Yuan Yizhou saw that the power box was empty, confirming Cui Xingmeng's words, "They don't use electricity?"

"Yes, Bao Xi said that the geothermal heat provided by the Martian core is enough to drive the atomic energy level transition of the luminous material here to emit light. It does not require too much energy." Cui Xingmeng recalled what Bao Xi said to him in the moonlight tunnel of the underground Crystal City.

"Geothermal drive!" Yuan Yizhou was inspired and went to the bathroom and opened the bathroom cabinet. Underneath was the main switch for geothermal heating of the entire stacked villa. Sure enough, it was densely packed with silver pipes of various sizes, as thin as wires. The thick ones are like a human wrist. Each pipe leads to a different direction in the room, and at the point where all these pipes converge in the bathroom cabinet, there is a turntable like a switch.

Yuan Yizhou and Cui Xingmeng looked at each other, understanding each other, and together they held the turntable with four hands and turned it clockwise. At this time, Cui Xingmeng felt that the room suddenly became much brighter, and signaled Yuan Yizhou to turn around. Yuan Yizhou changed the steering direction to counterclockwise. Sure enough, the room gradually darkened. Not only the lighting, but also the floor, walls and ceiling were a little blurry.

Yuan Yizhou's heart changed, and he turned the turntable counterclockwise to the limit, which completely closed the entrance to the geothermal energy supply. The whole room quickly fell into darkness. After less than a minute, Cui Xingmeng and Yuan Yizhou's eyes gradually adapted to their surroundings. In the darkness, the true face of their place slowly appeared before their eyes.

"What is this?!" Cui Xingmeng hid behind Yuan Yizhou in horror and asked in a voice.