The years when I would transform

Mortal did not answer, but took out another object from the ring. Wang Xiao was speechless when he saw it. The object turned out to be a meteorite from the Hanging Island. Unexpectedly, Mortal still kept it and carried it with him.

Is this meteorite that good?

Several people didn't understand what it meant for a mortal to take out a meteorite, and they all waited for the mortal to explain.

The mortal rubbed the meteorite and said: "This kind of meteorite has a strange energy radiation. The strongest people of the Cang tribe can cross the endless star field and sense the intensity of this meteorite radiation. Of course, the meteorite radiation needs to be strong to a certain extent. Otherwise they wouldn’t be able to sense it.”

Wei Yan still didn't understand, so he asked: "What does this have to do with the communicator? Can you use a stone to make a phone call?"

"Just listen quietly and don't talk." Roaring Sky Dog muttered.

"We can adjust the radiation intensity and frequency of the meteorite, and then use the modified communicator to receive these frequencies." Mortal patiently explained, "This is like using the ancient Morse code for long-distance communication, except that our signal carrier It’s the radiation from the meteorite.”

"Morse code?" Wei Yan scratched his head, "Isn't that an antique from World War II?"

"The principle is not ancient, it's just that the application method is different." The mortal smiled, "Of course we can't copy the Morse code. We compile a new Morse code ourselves."

"New Morse code?" Wei Yan's curiosity was completely ignited, "Then please tell me, how is this new Morse code compiled?"

The mortal smiled slightly and said: "Actually, the principle is very simple. We only need to convert the information we want to convey into a series of specific radiation frequencies, and then arrange and combine these frequencies according to specific rules to form a unique sequence. This sequence It’s our Morse code.”

"Then how are these rules determined?" Wang Xiao asked.

"These rules are made by ourselves, and only we know how to interpret them." Mortal explained, "For example, we can associate each letter with a specific frequency, and then arrange and combine these frequencies in alphabetical order. At the same time, We can also add special frequencies to represent numbers, punctuation marks and other special information."

"In this way, as long as the recipient also knows these rules, he can accurately interpret the information we convey. More importantly, we can completely avoid the cosmic network. This is just our [local area network]." Mortal added.

Wang Xiao gave a thumbs up to the mortal, "You're awesome, I didn't expect the meteorites from Hanging Island to come in handy here. You should already know how to control the radiation frequency."

The mortal nodded and said: "Yes, I already have some preliminary ideas. We can use the modified communicator to adjust the radiation frequency of the meteorite. This communicator can accurately adjust the radiation emitted by the meteorite according to our needs. frequency, thereby encoding information.”

"Is this transformation complicated?" Wei Yan asked.

"The level of complexity depends on our needs." The mortal replied, "If we just need simple communication, then the communicator can be relatively simple. But if we need more complex information transmission, then the communicator needs to be more sophisticated. and complex.”

Roaring Sky Dog simultaneously explained Mortal's words to the three Taire brothers. The three brothers looked at Mortal with admiration, wishing they could offer him up and burn incense every day.

"Making this kind of device requires a lot of meteorites, which you can buy. After all, this kind of meteorite is not uncommon, but..." Wang Xiao frowned and said worriedly: "How do we modify the communicator?"

The mortal suddenly stood up, pointed outside the commission hall, and asked, "Where is this?"

Wang Xiao was awakened by the mortal's words, "This is the City of Steel, the location of the mechanical race with the most advanced technology, and it is also a race that has some connections with our Yanhuang race."

"That's right!" The mortal clapped his hands excitedly, "The Machine Tribe is good at manufacturing various precision instruments and equipment. We can seek their help and let them help us transform the communicator."

"But, will they help us?" Xiongda was a little worried. To them, a big family like the Machinery Clan is like a towering giant, and they are just tiny ants.

"Captain, it's your time to shine." The mortal said this inexplicably, and Wang Xiao was confused.

Wang Xiao wondered: "I don't know anyone from the Machine Tribe. Wei Yan just met a few beauties, so we can't let him go."

"Just because you don't know him, doesn't mean your grandpa doesn't know him."

"My grandfather?"

The mortal nodded, "To be precise, your grandfather knew a fierce man. That fierce man must know one of the most important people."

"Stop beating around the bush and just say it directly." Wang Xiao felt like he was going to be knocked out by a mortal.

"Do you still remember what your grandfather said about Lao Zhao when you were on the phone with your grandfather?" The mortal suddenly asked Wang Xiao.

Wang Xiao thought for a while and then remembered that after he returned to Sanya from the former world, in order to help Song Rentou, he called his grandfather. When he just answered the phone, his grandfather said: Lao Zhao, when did I steal the chess piece? .

"Who is Lao Zhao?" Wang Xiao felt that the title Lao Zhao was very common. Could it be that he was still a big shot?

The mortal touched his earlobe and explained: "The person who can play chess with the former world master and is still called Lao Zhao must be an evolver, and he is also a terrifyingly powerful evolver. You might as well make a bet. I bet on this old man." Zhao is Zhao Zilong.”

Wei Yan was drinking water, and when he heard the words, he spat it out with a pop, and exclaimed: "Victorious General Zhao Yun? Oh my god, he is still alive?"

"Still alive. When you were fighting with Yaosuo, I heard someone say that Zhao Zilong killed the ancestral star of the Wansheng clan, so he must be alive. If the old Zhao your grandfather said is really him, then he must know Huo Qubing. Because they, the most powerful ones, must maintain contact with each other.”

After listening to Mortal's explanation, Wang Xiao finally understood what Mortal was planning. He wanted Huo Qubing to find the princess of the Machine Tribe and ask them to help modify the communicator.

Huo Qubing had saved the princess of the Machine Tribe, and the Machine Tribe was a neutral race, so maybe they would really help.

But the biggest problem here is that Lao Zhao is Zhao Zilong.

"I'm going to call my grandpa right now, hoping that Old Zhao is really Zhao Zilong." After Wang Xiao finished speaking, he immediately swiped his hand across the bracelet and dialed his grandpa's bracelet communication number.

As soon as the phone rang twice, Wang Jianguo answered the call, and the old man asked angrily: "My dear grandson, call me as soon as you arrive in a foreign land. Have you spent all your money?"

"Uh, no, let me ask you something, that... is Old Zhao Zhao Zilong?" Wang Xiao was a little worried. If Old Zhao was not Zhao Zilong, then mortals would have to make other plans.

Wang Jianguo seemed not to care and replied: "It's that old guy who didn't pay me for drinking yesterday. What do you want to do with him?"

"Grandpa, I love you so much. Please ask Senior Zhao to help contact Huo Qubing. I want Senior Huo to do a favor..."

Wang Xiao just wanted to say one thing at this time: It’s so damn cool to have a background!