You stepped on my data

Today, the interstellar calendar is 5500 years old.

For people, processing data and finding information seems to have become an extremely simple matter.

Data storage devices of various styles and sizes are available at an inexpensive price, and any ordinary person will always have one or two of them by his side.

But for Shen Ziqing at this time, firstly, he didn't have any data memory around him, and secondly, even if he had, so many mecha makers for so many years have not been able to perfectly copy and rub the misplaced drawings. How could he do it alone in such a short period of time? !

Fortunately, Shen Ziqing has an advantage that no one else has. He can translate misplaced blueprints.

So what he needs to do now is to translate all these misplaced drawings first, and then find a way to take them out.

Translating all the drawings here in 15 minutes sounds like an impossible task.

But for Shen Ziqing, it may not be so.

Before he left his hometown to join the army in his previous life, his mother took him to visit a teacher she studied with when she was young.

Shen Ziqing's mother, Li Meiyun, was born in a scholarly family, and it was a scholarly family with a long history and a secluded life.

The childhood memories that Li Meiyun recalled were all in the manor compound with deep paths and deep gardens, walking alone through the long corridor to the remote shade of trees, holding books and peeping through the shadows of trees and bamboo forests. Look at the dexterous and beautiful butterflies flying from the garden to the outside.

When Li Meiyun was very young, her parents hired a teacher for her.

The teacher was about 40 years old at that time, with a pair of extremely bright eyes and extremely profound knowledge.

Li Meiyun followed him to learn all the things that could be used, but didn't seem to be used. She didn't leave home until she joined the research institute when she was 16.

It was already 30 years later when Li Meiyun took Shen Ziqing to visit that teacher.

The originally young teacher was already a little old, but his temperament was still as interesting as before.

At that time, Shen Ziqing felt that the teacher always seemed to have countless miraculous but weird ideas in his mind.

Shen Ziqing found it interesting, so he went to play with him from time to time.

That teacher also loved Shen Ziqing very much, although the two of them did not formally become teachers, they were also teachers and friends.

One day when Shen Ziqing went there, he happened to be arranging books.

The teacher had been a bookworm for half his life, and the drawings at home were piled up like a mountain, but he liked to read them casually and put them aside, so those books were extremely disorganized.

The most frightening thing is—these books of the old man are mostly manuscripts, not to mention that there is no cover, and the order inside may still be out of order!

Finding the book you're looking for is as difficult as lifting your favorite doll from the bottom of the crane machine.

When Shen Ziqing opened the door and entered, the gray-haired old man was squatting like a child in the corner of the study, biting his thumbnails, looking at the pile of books as if he saw some century-old problem.

Seeing Shen Ziqing coming in, the old man immediately rushed towards him, complaining with snot and tears about his old wife's bad behavior of ordering him to clean up the study in one day.

So that night, Shen Ziqing and the teacher squatted next to the pile of books together, thinking for a whole night.

On a summer night, the stars are bright and the moon is beautiful.

They love it, and so do the mosquitoes.

The two squatted on the ground to drive away the mosquitoes and flies all over the sky, while sighing.

Teacher: "Why can't our brains have a retrieval function like a computer?! It won't be so tiring to find things like this!"

Shen Ziqing: "Even if there is, you have to memorize all the words in your mind first. You have memorized them all. Why do you need the search function?"

Teacher: "Oh."

Shen Ziqing: "Oh."

So when the teacher's wife appeared at the door with a feather duster in the early morning of the next day, the books in the study were still piled up like a mountain.

Although she is a half-aged lady, she still has a charming charm, with her waist in her waist and a feather duster waving, she spit and scolded at the two people who squatted in the corner like little chickens and didn't move all night: "It's been a long time!" One night! A whole night! You two are just squatting here?! The radish is in a meeting, huh?! Even the mosquitoes almost know where to land! Fortunately, you didn’t do anything!"

The teacher was so angry that she waved the duster, but Shen Ziqing and the old man's eyes suddenly lit up, and they were enlightened.

The two looked at each other, smiled at each other for an instant, stood up and ran out of the house quickly.

The two ran wildly in the yard for more than an hour, making the already angry teacher even more angry, wishing they could pick them up one by one and give them a good lesson.

Shen Ziqing and the old man didn't have the heart to comfort her, they just focused on catching mosquitoes in the yard excitedly.

That's right...mosquitoes.

The teacher's wife's words just now made the two of them suddenly understand that people can't remember too many things overnight. In the final analysis, it's just because of an old saying - "One mind can't be used for two purposes".

Otherwise, with the capacity of human brains, human beings have to remember so many things in their lives, how could they not be able to do so.

But it is impossible to achieve "simultaneous memory".

But since one brain is not enough, how about dividing one brain into countless shares?

There are a lot of books in the old man's room, but if they are divided up, they are just a small number.

No matter how many there are, how many creatures can there be in this world?

The two of them didn't even think about finishing it all at once.

Shen Ziqing and the old man divided the pile of books into ten parts, such a pile was only about 50 books.

There were already a lot of mosquitoes in that yard, and the old man was used to being dirty, so the mosquitoes in the yard had more children and grandchildren than himself.

It's just that during the daytime, they are all hiding, which made the two of them spend a lot of effort.

But catching mosquitoes is no more difficult than sorting books.

Holding a glass jar the size of a water tank in one hand, the two even went to the mountains in the afternoon to catch mosquitoes, and they didn't rush back until the afternoon.

The half-human snow wolf raised by Shen Ziqing behind him also followed slowly with its tail flicking, and when it came back, it even picked up a hare along the way.

Under the maddened eyes of the teacher's wife, the two smashed the glass jars containing mosquitoes on the ground together.

In an instant, mosquitoes and flies flew all over the sky.

It's just that these mosquitoes didn't fly around.

——The moment Shen Ziqing and the old man fell to pieces, they both shattered their spiritual power and attached themselves to them one by one.

The spiritual power attached to each mosquito is very small, so even if the number is huge, the sum is not a large and frightening number.

In addition, both of them have extremely high mental strength.

Shen Ziqing didn't have the ability to digitize mental power at that time, but his mental power level had already reached the SSS level; although the old man was not as scary as Shen Ziqing, he still had extremes.

Under the cover of the terrifying mental power of the two, the mosquitoes and flies all over the sky seemed to have turned into countless small robots, and their extremely well-behaved objections flew to those books and checked them one by one.

Shen Ziqing used his mental power to control those books at an extremely fast speed without wind, letting go of them page by page.

A mosquito can memorize a word, even in a short period of time.

Immediately afterwards, what the old man said before - search and sort.

This is actually not difficult.

The so-called "search" function is actually just a program set in the computer.

Since it is also input and output, if even a computer without intelligence can do it, why can't the human brain do it?

Shen Ziqing used other, slightly larger creatures—birds—to perform a search and sorting program in the air.

Mosquitoes and flies flew by in groups, and those that met the requirements were eaten by the birds.

The mental power that had escaped from the mosquitoes and flies fell to the ground, turned into words, and fell on the bookshelves they should be waiting for by category.

What Shen Ziqing and the old man had to do was to pick up the books from the ground according to the words displayed by their spiritual power. If they were paper, they would stack the words in order from front to back and put them together, forcing the old man to add a cover Write the title of the book and put it in the corresponding position.

In the end, in the eyes of the teacher who wanted to eat people, all the remaining mosquitoes, flies and birds were driven back to the place where they should be.

Excluding the time spent catching mosquitoes all over the mountain, the time spent by the two of them was less than 15 minutes.

This seemingly useless method of sorting was later called the "mosquito and fly sorting method", and it was also recorded in some funny and interesting stories written by boring people.

In fact, its novelty, to put it bluntly, is nothing more than a "thinking of what ordinary people can't think of".

This method may be useless at other times, but it is very useful when the situation is urgent and needs to be sorted out quickly.

Even now, there are still one or two people who know about it.

It's just that few people know that one of the two lunatics who caught mosquitoes all over the mountains and plains back then was Shen Ziqing, who they called "the patron saint of Huaguo" in the future.

Who didn't do one or two things when they were young that others found unreasonable?

And now-

Shen Ziqing looked around and laughed amidst the fire that filled the sky.

Although there are no mosquitoes and flies here, the creatures that can possess spiritual power are not limited to mosquitoes and flies?

So the firefighters who rushed to fight the fire that day and Zhao Ke, who had been sitting slumped outside, saw a scene that they still remembered You Xin many years later——

The bamboo forest next to the wooden house, which filled the entire hillside, suddenly became windless and automatic.

Countless bamboo leaves fell from the branches, and like a long dragon, it rushed into the wooden house that was burning like a rainbow.

Overwhelming momentum.

Zhao Ke was stunned for a moment, since he suddenly understood something.

but……

Even if Shen Ziqing could really read all the drawings and even complete the translation within 15 minutes, then where should this record... be completed?

what can we do about it?

Shen Ziqing turned his head and glanced at a small fruit knife on the table behind him.

In this case, what should be done?

If it were you, what would you do?

Later, in the admission test of Huada's Mecha Production Department, there would be such a test question that seemed to have nothing to do with the subject every year.

Ask, if you are alone in a burning wooden house, there is nothing in the house except some daily necessities such as knives.

You can't get any device with a huge storage space in a short time, but you have a word data machine.

In this case, how do you take out all the important information in the house?