strange village

"Can you tell me now?" he said, panting.

"It's not surprising that you can't see him, and I haven't seen him for a long time."

"Did you go to work somewhere?" Dongyue hesitated, but sat back on the bed.

"No, he's been dead for some time."

"What? You're not lying to me, are you?"

"Well, technically speaking, he's been dead for a few years."

"What do you mean, please explain clearly."

"My master is Zhou Yaping, have you heard of it?"

Dongyue rubbed her chin and said hesitantly: "I seem to hear this name often, what do you do, same as you?"

This name should be quite familiar to anyone with a little common sense.

Zhu Yao smiled helplessly, and brushed his forehead, "Have you not remembered? Or do you never read the news?"

"I've heard of this name, is it a scientist?"

"Well, he is a brain scientist. The reason why bionics can integrate into human society and people can live a healthy life on the basis of extending life time is all due to his contribution, especially in terms of memory."

"It's amazing, you have such a great teacher, why are you still repairing computers in the village?"

Zhu Yao turned around with some displeasure: "Tsk."

"Don't come here, I was wrong, you continue to say, how old is he, how can he die."

"I can't say the exact age, but I'm already very old. It should be a natural death. I think so."

"I can live for a long time because I used those technologies, so can't he continue to use technologies to prolong his life?"

"In theory, it is possible, but he didn't do that. Although he doesn't know how to say it, and his appearance is still in his prime, I think he seems very tired, always ready to give up at any time, and he is already very tired." He said. He lowered his eyes and pushed back his forehead hair.

"Should I not mention this?" Dongyue was cautious, seeing his melancholy look, she couldn't help but feel guilty, but she couldn't resist her inner curiosity.

"It's okay, just ask if you want to know, it's been a long time ago."

"Then since this place and the village are connected through the white building, that means this is his masterpiece, right?"

"Since there is a bionic person here, it must be inseparable from his support, at least his acquiescence."

"You don't seem very sure?"

"Yes, I'm not sure. If I'm not mistaken, this place existed before I came to settle here. It's the first time I've used this elevator by myself after so long."

It's about the glass box.

"Should I say you are stupid or brave?"

"It's useless for you to say that now." Dongyue smiled embarrassedly.

"He has always been adhering to a theory that the biological knowledge reserve and computing power of social units also determine the upper limit of a society's development. For example, bacterial society must not run, ant society must not leave the earth, and human society must also Limited by the capacity of the human brain, when it develops to a certain scale, the cost of maintaining it will be higher than the benefit. In his later years, he held a very pessimistic attitude towards the long-term future of human civilization. Human society is a story of success and failure Stories. The individual intelligence of human beings is limited by the structure of the brain. Only by relying on stories to form an imagined community can a cooperative society be constructed. Until today, stories are still the basic method for almost all individual life, political, and economic decisions. However, The technology of "story" has its serious limitations, is extremely inefficient, and inevitably has a "rabble" effect. Other decision-making methods are socially and physically difficult to achieve due to energy requirements, that is, It is said that the highest level we can achieve is a social machine. Therefore, the development of human beings on the basis of the existing biological structure has an extremely difficult social upper limit, and this upper limit will soon be reached. This is the big filter we face , about now."

"Sounds reasonable, but isn't man trying to break through the limitations of his body and transform himself? Just like he did."

"I think he probably came to the conclusion that it can't be done, or this kind of breakthrough needs a miracle, and he has no patience to wait any longer."

"Even people like him are not optimistic?"

"I don't know what he really thinks, have you heard of the Tasmania effect?"

Dongyue shook her head.

"It is also called the reverse evolution of Tasmania, which means that human civilization will not only progress, but will also go backwards. In the absence of external technological input and the population is too low, the technological level of some areas Not only will it be locked forever at a certain level, but it will even go backwards. In Tasmania, every once in a while, some skills will disappear, such as sewing, fishing with tools, does it sound right? A little familiar?"

"Ah."

"If you study the 'lost civilizations' on the earth, you will find that this is by no means accidental." He poured himself a cup of tea, and continued: "Although as far as the entire human group is concerned, the birth of new technologies is not rare. , and will quickly replicate to the entire group through human imitation. But in a society of limited scale, there is still an upper limit. We also live on the isolated island of the earth, so we will reach that upper limit, and then maybe chaos, Regress, gradually towards annihilation."

"Is it a matter of probability?"

"It might just be a matter of time."

"Then will our generation of humans be any different?" Dongyue's eyes were full of curiosity.

"To be honest, I don't know either. I don't have the ability to give you the answer."

"That's right." Dongyue sighed, and simply lay back on the mattress, "But if this place is used as an experimental field, isn't it too small?"

"I haven't seen all of it yet, so why call it small."

"Oh, having said that, did you smell a strange smell in Chu Xuan's room today? A strong smell mixed with an indescribable smell, stink?"

"Phantom smell? Are you getting too close?"

"If you get too close, you can't smell something sweet."

"Maybe it's because of indole? It's a combination of fragrance and stench, and it's exuding a bad smell."

"It smells good, how can it smell bad?"

"Indole will produce different smells depending on the concentration. The higher the concentration, the more smelly. When the concentration is extremely low, it will have a faint floral fragrance. If a person is highly stressed or mentally unhealthy, the secretion of indole in the body will be disordered, and it will produce High levels of body odor. So, either she's using too much fragrance, or she's not in the right mood.

"But why didn't you smell it?"

"People's perception of smell is different, and I am far away from her."

"The sense of smell is much more important than most people think. Not only humans, but almost all creatures rely on smell to sense and identify chemical substances in their environment. To identify a safe situation and appropriate food, the sense of smell is important. A very important survivability ability. Without the sense of smell, we cannot detect danger signals, for example, we will not smell the smoke of a fire."

"That's really inconvenient."

"Smell preference is a treasure left by human ancestors. At that time, people could not recognize what was fresh and edible by appearance, so when they ate spoiled food with a high concentration of smell, they would find themselves unwell. , This will gradually form a painful memory in their brains, which has been passed down from generation to generation and is constantly being consolidated, so we will be vigilant or disgusted with substances with rancid smell."

Human’s sense of smell defines a smell in accordance with the principle of “seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages” in survival and evolution. Bad smell means danger, and good smell means profit.

"So do my ancestors have any bad memories of the smell?"

Zhu Yao pursed her lips, the corners of her eyes slightly curved: "Maybe."

"Chu Xuan is really special."

"Different from what you imagined?"

"It's completely different..." Dongyue's voice gradually weakened.

"Huh? Asleep?"

Seeing that he didn't respond, Zhu Yao's breathing had stabilized, and he gently stuffed him into the quilt.Maybe it was because she was tired, Dongyue slept soundly, she didn't even wake up after being lifted up to check the wound.

In the middle of the night, Dongyue suddenly felt a splitting headache. First, she walked into a chaotic turbidity, and then there was a bizarre scene like that paradise on earth, with the sound of gongs and drums, and the noise of various people talking. Accompanied by the sound of a woman's high-heeled shoes stepping on the ground, the headache did not subside, as if something was squeezing into his head, like a balloon that was about to explode. He wanted to get up, but found that his body could not move at all. He tried to He yelled loudly, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make a sound. His breathing became rapid. After a while, he found that he could open his eyes. There was a black figure above him, and then the figure turned into an illusion. After a while, she turned into Chu Xuan again, smiling and getting closer and closer, and then suddenly a whole piece of blood dripping flesh fell off her face.

Zhu Yao slept very lightly, as if she noticed that the person beside her was breathing too fast, turned over, and half-opened her eyes to find Dongyue who was stiff all over.

"Did you have a nightmare?" he asked hoarsely.

Seeing that the person was still not moving, his breathing became more and more rapid, as if he was trembling, he squeezed Dongyue's palm, and found that his stiff body gradually relaxed, and finally tilted his head towards him.

Zhu Yao turned around and turned on the night light, a small one lit up with a warm light.

Dongyue was lying on the bed with her head on her side, her limbs were still trembling just now, her forehead was covered with sweat, and even the corners of her eyes were wet. I don't know if it was sweat, or she was crying from fright, not to mention how pitiful she was.

Zhu Yao took out a tissue beside him and wiped the sweat off his face, and said next to him, "Crying? What did you dream about?"

Panting, he moaned and said, "I didn't cry, the ghost is crushing the bed."

"Have you seen a ghost? Male ghost and female ghost."

.......

He grunted twice unwillingly and still answered, "Female ghost."

Zhu Yao lowered his hand and touched his face. He had just sweated and felt cold to the touch.

"I couldn't move my whole body, couldn't breathe, and couldn't make a sound. I was so scared."

Zhu Yao returned to the quilt, pulled the man onto her body, let Dongyue lay on her shoulders, and patted him on the back: "There are too many things to do tonight, and I made you think too much before going to bed, and you are too tired." Do you want to sleep with the light on?"

His voice was a little nasal: "Yeah."

In the dark night, a small light and a warm body around her dispelled all fear and anxiety, and Dongyue soon fell asleep again.

Zhu Yao's fingers caressed the back of his neck, his hair was drenched with sweat and hung to one side, on the skin where his fingers passed, there was a series of slender marks POD-00