Will the Cyber ​​God fall in love with the Space-Time God?

On December 2030, 12, the universe that had lived without desires and desires for 31 billion years suddenly had a big temper overnight.

In the beginning, people should eat and drink, and watch gamma bursts, gravitational ripples, and stellar mass ejections as passing pleasures.

At most, comment two sentences under the picture: "This gamma shot picture looks like spaghetti freshly dipped in the water!"

Until the solar system also has a steaming anger.

Eight minutes after an eruption of solar activity, half of the planet was plunged into a massive blackout.The gushing stream of high-energy particles made Beijing see the aurora.

With the ejection of solar mass, the solar system lost Neptune, Pluto and the Kuiper Belt forever.

The rotation of the moon was disordered, the tides invaded the coastal areas without warning, and the mare migrated, engulfing two or three scientific workstations on the surface of the moon one after another.

The solar wind frequently damages the power grid, and the days and nights of the earth fluctuate.Floods, tsunamis, and extreme weather without warning took turns. People don't know the reason, and they hide in the few shelters and beg, hoping that this is just a temporary chaos. The result is one year, three years, five years, ten years, a hundred years... …

There is no peace in the world.

All the signs of abnormality, according to the Holy See——

God is dead, and what has come down on mankind is only the liquidation of fate.

Fortunately, most people do not agree with this statement.

In the past few decades since the chaos of the universe, human beings have united unprecedentedly. Almost all countries on the earth have entered a long-term wartime state. According to different plans to participate, they have spontaneously formed two major destiny communities, the Eastern Union and the Continental Alliance, and joined hands to share an unknown destiny. struggle.

In 2130, 100 years after the chaos of the universe.

5.98 light-years from Earth, Barnard's Galaxy.

"No oxygen, six times the gravity, and the vortex of the atmosphere is so chaotic that I can't see anything clearly!"

Both sides of the cabin door opened, and Wen Xi collapsed in.This girl is used to being arrogant, she just lay down on the sofa in large characters and yelled.

What she reported was the 7344th survey mission of the Night Singer (Nightaria-48), which was part of the East Union Cosmic Disorders Response Plan—sending an advance fleet to search for habitable Earth-like galaxies for humans.

"Your Majesty Yulia?"

Wen Xi didn't hear an echo for a long time, and looked towards the huge wide window.

Outside the window, the dim red dwarf star is like a shy orb, and the sea of ​​stars is shining and boundless.

Major General Yulia was facing the vast starry sky, and the starlight was on his slender figure, looking cold and lonely.

He didn't look back, but he knew Wen Xi's actions well, and said before she spoke again: "I know. Be optimistic."

It sounded like she wasn't affected by Wen Xi's soaring resentment at all.

Wen Xi: "For such a long time, there is no progress at all. The resources carried are depleting, the oxygen is depleting, every day is extremely unpalatable nutrients and the same narrow environment. Maybe we will never find a suitable planet. Maybe we will never find a suitable planet. Wandering forever—I'm keeping my head up and optimistic?"

Yulia turned around and stood in front of the huge electronic computer.

He was wearing a straight and neat pure black military uniform, and the light from the screen slid over his short silver satin hair, along his pale and slender jaw, illuminating the two shining generals on his shoulders.

He slightly raised his hand and signaled to Wen Xi: "Come here."

As Wen Xi approached, Yulia called up the holographic star map on the screen, and pointed out a dim star to her: "Look at this, the wandering planet ASAEANA0063 has four satellites. Judging by the size and volume, it is very promising." It is a habitable planet. A few days ago, Lao Han sent a probe to check the situation, and I just received feedback."

Taking care of Wen Xi's emotions, Yulia softened her tone: "The atmospheric conditions of this star are not bad. Although the oxygen is a little thinner, it is barely enough. According to preliminary reports, key inorganic compounds such as silicon, aluminum, and iron are also abundant. There will be further investigations in two days—”

Wen Xi can understand now, this is not comforting, co-authoring is assigning tasks!

She rolled her eyes: "Understood, Sir Yulia."

Yulia was honored for his achievements in science, theoretically everyone should respectfully call him "Mr. Yulia".

However, Wen Xi felt that this address was too nasty, and she only called it when she wanted to get rid of him, and usually called "U", "Major General", "Captain" and so on.

Yulia turned her head slightly, frowned and said, "Stand over here, I can't hear you well on the left."

Only then did Wen Xi realize that the resonant wing that he had been wearing on his left ear was gone.

Six years ago, in the training of astronauts, Yulia was among the best in terms of physical fitness and scientific literacy.Originally, he was going to set off early with the Shuguang, but on the eve of departure, he was diagnosed with Meniere's syndrome.

This disease not only affects hearing, but also causes sudden vertigo. The most terrible thing is that it cannot be completely cured.

With this strange disease, normal life will be affected, not to mention the requirement of spaceflight even if there are scars on the body.

Almost the most famous scientists of the East Union missed the mission. More than 70 countries paid attention to this matter, and it was continuously broadcast on the news, and it continued to ferment for several days.

Later, the Dawn set off as scheduled, but Yulia failed to set off as she wished.

Two years later, when everyone was about to forget about it, the Night Singer received an application for boarding, and the author was none other than Sir Yulia.

On the second day after the application was submitted, he took the initiative to take a physical fitness examination. The test result can only be described in two words - perfect.

The people at the East Union ground base were extremely curious, and asked his medical officer and astronaut trainer how he recovered, but the group of people hesitated and couldn't figure out why.

Some people had the courage to ask Yulia himself. After listening to the question, he gave a light sigh and said, "There is a problem with the ear, just change the ear and it will be fine."

Afterwards, he added sternly: "It will definitely not affect the mission."

The question of whether to allow Yulia to carry out the task finally went to the East Union Seminar.

The leaders of 73 countries, leading scientists and the Joint Aerospace Administration sat down together to discuss this matter.

At the symposium, the people of the Eastern United Aerospace Administration knew that after Yulia's left ear became ill, he had a destructive scan of his hearing system and a complete remodeling of his cerebral cortex.

Now his left ear is equipped with something called a "resonance wing".

The resonant wing is actually a chitin-like structure. It captures the subtle vibrations or electromagnetic waves in the air through the device, and directly connects to the neural lace—a nano-covered network embedded in the cerebral cortex. The woven mesh converts vibrations and electromagnetic waves into the brain. The intelligible neural electrical signals are then transmitted to the entire central auditory area.

Before the meeting started, Yulia took the lead in saying that no matter what the outcome of the meeting was, he would open up the core technology of resonance wings and neural lace for use by all mankind.

At the meeting, those who supported and opposed were arguing.

Yulia sat in the first row, lowered her eyebrows, and listened quietly, as if the person they were discussing was not himself.

Out of caution, the seminar rejected Yulia's request to perform the task.Unexpectedly, there was another sudden solar storm that night, and a short-term hole was directly blown out of the atmosphere over Northern Europe by the flow of high-energy particles. Under the intense ultraviolet exposure, nearly 3000 people were blinded on the spot, and tens of thousands of people had permanent corneas. damaged.

Eastern Union Aerospace Bureau called Yulia back overnight.

Liu Kecheng, the person in charge of the Aeronautics and Space Administration, frowned, smoked three cigarettes, and let out a long sigh: "Yu, you... you'd better go."

He called Yulia's parents' old name before their divorce, Hai Mengyou.

Director Liu held a cigarette between his fingers: "Actually, the Eastern Union Academy of Sciences has selfish motives in trying to keep you here."

Yulia nodded: "I understand."

"They think that if you stay on Earth with your scientific literacy, you may be able to propose more and more constructive plans. This is much more valuable than exile with no return."

Yulia lowered her eyes and didn't answer.

"...Compared with the scale of the universe, what we can do is too little." Director Liu pressed the cigarette butt on the ashtray: "Where you leave it and what you do, it makes no difference."

"You, go to the Night Singer to report tomorrow."

Yulia temporarily joined the list of night singers.

Taking scientific literacy, past simulation results and military rank into consideration, Yulia was appointed as the captain of the Nightsinger.Wen Xi led the Futuhua Special Forces, and Han Qingshu led the Yingtianjian Research Institute, and went to the stars and the sea for the sake of all mankind.

At this time, the resonant wing was placed on Yulia's left hand side, and a thin white optical fiber was connected to the place where the resonant wing was usually installed.

This fiber optic thread is attached to a closed black box, the contents of which cannot be seen clearly.There is only a very small and crude screen on the box.

Wen Xi pointed to the black box: "Are you... finally starting to study mechanical ascension?"

Yulia smiled rarely: "What a mess, this is the latest quantum computer."

Wen Xi felt strange: "Isn't there a supercomputer on board?"

Ripples flashed on the simple screen of the black box: "Night Singer's management system counts 10 to the 20th power per second, and I used the subatomic particles captured in the cosmic explosion as the counter, and the number of calculations per second The number of calculations can reach 10 to the 30th power, which is higher than the combined computing power of all human brains in the world."

Wen Xi replied without emotion: "Wow. Say something understandable."

The black box replied: "Mr. Yulia gave me the permission to compile myself. I can compile and optimize myself uninterruptedly. During the time I'm talking with you, I have iteratively updated 38 times."

"Ascension 38 times, I understand this."

She patted the black box, "Hey Iterative Brick, tell me a joke!"

Yulia was speechless: "Don't make fun of him as Siri."

bang.

The circular cabin door was punched heavily, and Ma slipped back to both sides.

Han Qingshu, the chief engineer of the Night Singer, walked in angrily: "Mr. Yulia—do you know what you are doing!"

Han Qingshu's heart is not bad, but his temper is a bit grumpy.However, he has always respected Yulia, and this was the first time Wen Xi saw him get angry with Captain Yulia.

Before anyone could answer, Han Qingshu stared at the fiber optic filament, and then turned pale: "You...you are crazy! Could it be...you are sharing your brain with a machine?!"

Wen Xi glanced at the fiber.

In order to convert the signals obtained by the resonant wings, Yulia's brain has a thin layer of neural lace.Now the resonant wing is put aside, the black box is directly connected...it should be Yulia's brain.

Han Qingshu rushed forward with a stride, raising his hand to grab the fiber optic filament, Yulia took a small step back quickly and restrainedly, and Ling Ran raised his eyes.

That gaze made Han Qingshu shrink his hands, and stood there in a daze, not daring to go forward.

"Qingshu, I didn't share my brain with him."

Han Qingshu breathed a sigh of relief, and put his hand down: "That's good. Sorry, I was in a hurry—"

The slender fingers touched the cool and slender fiber optic wire on the side of Yulia's ear: "Through this connection, the black box, which is the prototype of Hope0001, can detect and read all my neural activities, and imitate the structure of the human brain, Iteratively optimize yourself."

"My knowledge is his knowledge, my feelings are his feelings, and my neural activity is his raw analysis data."

His tone was calm: "That is to say——I am his experimental product."