Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

The latest website: The shabby narrow streets are raining heavily. A group of special forces in black combat uniforms is lurking behind the rain curtain, waiting quietly for the appearance of prey.

This is Mogadishu, the capital of Somalia.

Since that operation three years ago, this region has been included in the sphere of influence of the Chinese nation.

With the intervention of the Chinese forces in the regional situation, militants and polar forces in the northwestern region have evacuated towards central Africa. With the departure of the vultures, this world-renowned chaotic city is also rare. Ushered in the dawn of order.

However, poverty, backwardness and obscurity are always the best breeding grounds for violence and terror. Just as light and darkness are always in the balance of this vicissitudes, violence and bloodshed have never really left here, but just turned from the bright side to the underground ...

It's like rain falling down the **** into the sewer.

In the distance, a swath of headlights passed through the rain curtain, drawing a narrow outline in the night.

As if avoiding something, an old-fashioned Ford car stepped on the brakes and stopped at the side of the road. The door yanked open, and the two black youths sitting in the car pulled down their hats, hurried down the car, ran to the door of the old apartment, and smashed the door with their fists.

"Open the door! Hurry!"

Soon, the rusty iron door pushed open a small iron piece. After confirming the identity of the two people outside the door, the iron door was completely opened and the two people outside were put in.

The rain in the sky seemed to be suddenly heavy, and the sound of hitting the ground was more severe, as if the baby was crying.

The sound of boots stepping on the concrete road, silently flowing through the puddles on the street, the rifle leveling, the dumb figure drilled out of the rain curtain like a sharp blade, surrounded the Ford car and the apartment building next to it. .

For a time, the originally empty street seemed crowded.

In the dark, the leader waved his hand and gestured cleanly.

Immediately after that the glass shattered.

With a dazzling flash and a deafening roar, the rusty iron gate blew inward and flew out.

The special forces waiting at the door rushed in, and with the sound of several clean shots, the silence of the night sky was completely cut. Together with the flames that punctured the dark from time to time, a symphony of death was woven in this rainy night. .

Nearby residents curled up at home, pulling the windows tightly.

No one dared to look out, and did not dare to glance at the street, for fear of seeing something that should not be seen, which caused the killing.

The fighting did not last long.

When the last fighter who gave recalcitrance fell in a pool of blood, Wang Peng inserted the pistol into the tactical belt neatly, crossed the dead body expressionlessly, and walked towards a messy office.

It can be seen that after being attacked, these people thought about destroying the evidence.

After all, they were a step slower, and they had been cleaned up before they even had time to respond.

Carefully fumbled on that desk for a while, Wang Peng skillfully removed the bait and leads hidden under the drawer, and then, relying on the power of the exoskeleton, directly violently unlocked the locked drawer.

There was a loud noise, and the whole torn drawer was dropped on the table. Wang Peng reached out and looked for it, and soon found something like a mission briefing.

It records all information including mission objectives, weapons used, and the number of people involved in the operation.

Through this information, they not only foiled an attack that has not yet occurred, but also put an end to the bombing that occurred in Manila a few months ago.

"Evidence is here ... it has been confirmed that they were the killers of the Manila bombing."

Standing next to Wang Peng was an organizational partner arranged for him in this operation. His name was Chen Tao, a young man of twenty-five or sixty.

Looking at the task briefing in his hand, Chen Tao couldn't help but say.

"... Damn, why are they doing this?"

"Maybe it is to prevent the Shanghai-Shanghai Economic Cooperation Conference to be held in Manila and the Pan-Asian Economic Integration Agreement to be advanced at the conference."

The specific situation of Wang Peng is not clear. He only heard that the Pan-Asian Economic Integration Agreement is very important to the countries in East Asia. It is closely related to a series of cross-regional cooperation, including trans-regional power grids, transnational magnetic levitation tunnels, etc. Ground is connected.

"However, this is a bit inexplicable ... Only Americans can do such a big case under our noses, but now their relationship with us is in the honeymoon period, there is no need to take such a big risk."

"May not be Yankee."

Even if he did, he didn't find it strange.

"Do you mean ... the remnants of a group of Somali pirates have taken us by surprise in the streets of Manila?"

"No, I don't mean to say that they did these things on their own will, but to express that there is someone else who assists them ... which reminds me of the robbery three years ago. If not The orbital airborne brigade is on standby all the time, and with the support of British special forces, they may have succeeded. "

From the bottom of the drawer, a leather-bound notebook was pulled out, and Wang Peng told him to turn it in his hand.

Soon, his brow frowned.

"... I might find it."

"this is?"

"A‘ missionary ’… but it ’s not a native religion in Somalia,” Wang Peng frowned, looking at the familiar symbol.

Cosmic Spirit Foundation.

I didn't expect to see this name here.

Turning the note over two pages, he suddenly noticed that on one of the pages was a torn newspaper.

"... the four-dimensional space debris hypothesis in the Martian ruins."

Looking at this inexplicable headline and the odd lines of calculations sandwiched in the text, Wang Peng gradually began to realize that the hidden feelings in it were far more complicated than he thought ...

"I'm going back home tomorrow."

"Are you going back to China?" Chen Tao stunned and looked at him. "What about the remaining work?"

Wang Peng reached out and patted his shoulder.

"give it to you."

...

Two years ago.

Since the disaster on Mars, Wang Peng has been transferred back to Earth from the Mars scientific research base.

The organization did not punish Academician Lu for his death. After all, in the face of disasters of that level, his personal strength is always small.

He has done his best to bring back the relics of Academician Lu. However, even if no one blame him, the deep self-blame is still lingering in his mind, and even after two years have passed, he still has not come out of the disaster ...

Office of a National Security Bureau.

Pushing the door open, Wang Peng came in.

"Director Yang, are you looking for me?"

"Yes," sitting straight from the office chair, Director Yang threw the document that he had just read on his desk, "the source of that newspaper was found ... this thing is not a newspaper at all, and It was torn from an academic journal. "

Picking up the document from his desk, Wang Peng frowned and turned over everything inside.

After a long time, he gave a comment.

"……interesting."

The origin of this academic journal is not small, it is one of the three major academic journals today-"Nature".

And the torn piece of paper is the research result of highlight display on the cover of the issue of Nature published last month.

In simple terms, Professor Aubrey and Professor Schultz claimed in their research that the earthquake that struck Mars two years ago was not caused by geological movements.

The real reason is that the collapse of the four-dimensional space debris led to the repair of the distorted space and position, which caused the structural collapse of the entire ruins.

It's like a building that has been broken by a load-bearing wall.

Although it sounds a bit guilty, they finally proved it theoretically through some samples collected from the Martian relics, and based on their subjective feelings and mathematical inferences.

Because this paper looks a bit unbelievable, it has caused a lot of controversy in academia.

Perhaps for the purpose of hoping that this matter will lead to greater discussion, "Nature" refers to the research results and labels it with highlight.

Looking at the unexpected expression on Wang Peng's face, Director Yang continued.

"You should be familiar with Professor Aubrey and Professor Schultz, who had participated in a diplomatic mission to Mars two years ago and survived that disaster."

Wang Peng nodded.

"I have an impression."

Director Yang continued, "Based on their recently published paper and the elaboration of the existence of four-dimensional space debris, our intelligence personnel came to the conclusion after consulting relevant experts."

"In the relics of the Martian civilization, there should be some special organ, that is human civilization-that is, technology that we all don't understand yet, and the power of this technology is enough to affect the space around us, And even the dimension itself. "

"Under the influence of that four-dimensional space debris, they were trapped in a circular space, like a hamster on a wheel."

After listening to the superior's statement, Wang Peng opened his mouth slightly surprised, and after a moment of silence, gave his own evaluation.

"It sounds a bit like a science fiction movie."

"It's a bit, but it is by far the most likely explanation. There was once a civilization on Mars that was far stronger than ours, and their technology was unprecedentedly developed, and that remains is evidence."

Looking at Director Yang who was still talking, Wang Peng said.

"Come on, what do I need?"

The office was quiet for a while.

Director Yang sitting behind his desk seemed to hesitate for a while, but in the end, he made a decision.

"The Cosmic Spirit Foundation, which we have been tracking for more than two years and haven't figured it out, doesn't care, why they are focusing on the Martian ruins, it doesn't matter, what really makes me feel that the technology buried there may have an impact on the current international situation How it's disruptive. "

"You should know why we can have the current international status. And if we lose our technological advantage, what will we face?"

Wang Peng nodded, expressing understanding.

Staring at him tightly, Director Yang continued.

"At present, our excavation of the ruins of Hell's Gate is only 50 meters deep. With the existing technical means and the conditions of the line on Mars, we cannot continue to dig down. We want to dig the artificial tunnel down to 1-3. A kilometer-deep location, let alone ten or twenty years, will not necessarily be achieved this century. "

"However, no one can guarantee that when we have enough capacity to excavate the ruins, our system and execution will be as important as today, and we will pay attention to this matter as we are today, and be alert to potential threats. "

"People are forgetful, not to mention generations apart."

"Unless there is a comrade who is loyal enough, remembers his mission, is good at learning, and has strong execution, to remind our fellow citizens."

In talking, Director Yang's eyes looked at Wang Peng with a hint of approval.

"Your loyalty is obvious to all, and I can only trust you."

"For the future of the Republic, I need you to perform a task."

"……what do you mean."

Looking at that expression, Wang Peng vaguely guessed, what exactly did Director Yang want to do?

Looking at him solemnly, Director Yang nodded.

"Looks like you've guessed it."

"Yes, I hope you go to the future."

...

Princeton.

A cheer broke out in the library's activity room.

It wasn't until the sound of a librarian slamming the door that the cheering sound suffocated.

"This is definitely a miracle in the history of economics, sociology, human behavior ... and even physical mathematics!" Professor Albert, who was standing by the table, cheered with his voice down, hard to hide his excitement.

On the computer screen, 40 pages of calculations have been compiled into beautiful programming languages.

Each of the subtle parameters is like a gear with fine workmanship. Under the control of the formulas corresponding to human social behavior and economic activity, it forms a huge machine.

It is the ultimate of big data theory!

It is also unprecedented in the size of the sample!

It took them 4 years to complete this great project, and now it is time to test their results.

The eyes were fiery, and Professor Krugman, who was always steady, couldn't help but rub his hands and couldn't wait to say.

"Come and try it, I can't wait."

"Wait a minute, I have already applied for the supercomputer usage right, and it will be OK soon ..."

It didn't take much time to import the program.

Because the preliminary preparations are almost completed, the rest only need to import the sample parameters they collected one by one, and then use the computing power of the supercomputer to solve this complex equation, and they can get what they want. the result of.

Without waiting too long, in just one hour, they successfully obtained the original data.

With the combined efforts of the two, it took a whole day, and they finally finished organizing the data.

However, something unexpected happened.

However, after seeing this result, the faces of Professor Albert and Krugman showed weird expressions.

The silence lasted about ten minutes.

In the end, Albert broke the silence first and said it in an uncertain tone.

"... Is there something wrong?"

"Impossible," Professor Krugman, who pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, was extremely confident about his research results, said without hesitation, "From a computational point of view, our results are extremely correct ... As far as the results are concerned, they may differ slightly from what we imagined. "

ε represents the growth rate of technological development, and is related to λ, which represents the gross domestic product, and includes urbanization rates, education indexes,

Based on their calculations.

Continue to develop in accordance with the current trend. The technological development speed of human civilization will reach its peak in the 1950s, and then rapidly fall in the second half of the 21st century. Eventually, a number of positive indicators have fallen into a trough, and the corresponding social Development has stalled, which has led to a serious global economic crisis.

Not only that, in the second half of the 21st century, the global political situation will usher in a great change.

And this change will change the lives of everyone on the planet ...

In short ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ the situation is quite not optimistic.

Difficulty swallowed, Professor Albert whispered.

"... To be honest, I was frightened by our research results."

Professor Krugman nodded solemnly, the expression on his face did not improve.

"We should publish this result and find ways to increase its impact. At least, give some warning to the future ..."

"I doubt it, is it really useful?" Albert looked to Professor Krugman. "Once the big trend is formed, it will be almost irreversible unless there are variables unpredictable by everyone."

Silent for a moment, Professor Krugman sighed softly.

"Whether it works or not ..."

"We have to try it."

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