Li Yao picked up a handful of black sea water and found that the sea water was like a mixture of mucus and sand, which was spilled from his fingers in a very strange form.
It seems that the collapse of the virtual spirit world has affected the core logic layer, and even the dynamic model of the sea can not remain stable, leading to all kinds of strange changes.
This is a cold and quiet world, and Lee did not feel the strong breath of life.
After walking along the beach for a long time, the only thing that can be called "life" is that it can be seen everywhere on the beach, like a shriveled ball, but it also has countless tentacles, like a strange mixture of crabs and jellyfish.
These strange crabs are motionless, emitting a very bad smell of putrefaction, I do not know whether they are dead or "alive".
Naturally, they are not the virtual life generated by the virtual spirit world, but the artificial intelligence added when the virtual spirit world is constructed. The original plan is to use them to modulate the original ocean, monitor various data changes of the virtual sea water, and accelerate the birth of virtual life.
However, with the collapse of the virtual spirit world, not only the virtual life has not been born, but also the core database of artificial intelligence has become more and more lengthy and cumbersome, with a large amount of data overflowing, falling into a dead cycle, unable to run any instructions.
"Boom... Boom... Boom..."
In the purple sky, zigzag dark clouds roll powerlessly, and there are some thunders, but the thunder only has the front half, but not the back half. It''s like a rooster stuck in the neck, the sudden stop sound, which sounds very uncomfortable.
On the other side of the beach, there is an endless city. Looking far away, Li Yaoji found that this super modern city also seems to have experienced the most serious earthquake and meteorite bombardment. There are ruins everywhere, signs of explosion and burning flames. It looks more desperate and dead than the Black Sea.
"Hello."
The virtual spiritual world gave Li Yao a very uncomfortable feeling.
It seems that the whole universe is only left with this collapsing world, and he is the only one left in this collapsing world.
He could not help shrinking his neck and shouting.
Long Yangjun, Wei Qingqing, Xie Wufeng and other members of the expedition actually came to the beach not far from him, but no one answered his call.
When Li Yao finally found the big army and wondered why they didn''t respond to him, he found that no matter long Yangjun, Professor Xie Wufeng, Wei Qingqing and all the members of the investigation team were all stunned at the beach.
Li Yao stretched out his neck and looked at the beach. He also slowly opened his mouth.
He saw a long roll, or hundreds of sand paintings, across the beach.
The initial sand painting technique was very immature, just like a child picking up a branch and sketching on the beach. He couldn''t understand what he was drawing. It was a mess of lines.
Gradually, the sand painting has its own content and skeleton. Although it looks immature and incomparable, it has a different rough style, which reminds Li Yao of the murals left by cave dwellers in the depths of the cave.
The content of sand paintings seems to be strange things in the depths of the primitive ocean, such as all kinds of strange bacteria blanket, single algae, Nautilus and trilobites.
With the gradual evolution of various primitive marine organisms, the brush strokes of sand painting become more and more sophisticated, and the content arrangement becomes more and more refined. With fine grains of sand, a long scroll of biological evolution is vividly depicted.
Marine life, reptiles, mammals, primates, the Enlightenment of Pangu civilization, the birth of modern human beings, the division of human beings, war and development, the scale of sand painting is becoming larger and larger, the structure is becoming more and more complex, from plane to three-dimensional, until finally, it can not be called "sand painting", It''s a large-scale sand sculpture - two lovely children, a man and a woman, sitting alone on the surface of a devastated planet, their fleshy hands holding their cheeks, as if looking up at the stars.
But in front of them are dense tombstones - human tombstones.
The two children''s eyes, which are made of sand and gravel, can''t see any light. They have no sorrow, no joy, no fear, no anger for the tombstone that drowns the whole world.
Li Yao swallowed his saliva with difficulty. He felt vaguely familiar with such a long scroll of sand painting, as if he had seen it somewhere.
By the way, this is not the sand painting version of the half step illusion at the gate of the fire base!
However, at the end of the "road of evolution" created by Professor Mo Xuan, there are some silver white balls condensed from liquid metal similar to his own body.
But at the end of this sand painting, although the whole planet is covered with human tombstones, there are still two children looking up at the starry sky. What do you mean?
Li Yao was a little thirsty and asked Xie Wufeng in a soft voice, "Professor Xie, what does this mean? Who left this sand painting, Professor Moxuan?"
"I don''t know, but it''s really... Strange."
Professor Xie Wufeng pondered, "everything in the virtual spirit world is calculated in real time, just like the real world, it will change constantly. You can see that the tide rises and falls here, although weak and slow, still exist. Moreover, from the shape of the beach, not long ago, the rise and fall of the tide was much more violent than now. When the tide rises, the sea water is enough to submerge the sand painting."
"That''s right."
Wei Qingqing also said, "although the virtual spiritual world in the past collapsed, it was not completely static. Instead, it was more violent and irregular. It was a world of landslides, thunder and lightning, roaring winds and stormy waves. If this sand painting was left at that time, it would be erased, or" deleted. "
"That is to say --"
Li Yao thought carefully for a moment, "this sand painting was left not long ago after the" vitality "of the virtual spiritual world gradually dried up and turned into a dying and still world?
"That''s almost the critical moment when Professor Mo Xuan is ready to launch the final plan. Why did he leave such strange traces here at that time? If he had to "express" something, the illusion of kindling base was enough to explain his idea.
"What''s more, the original childish and rough brushwork is not quite like Professor Mo Xuan''s style, but really like a childish child.
"The question is, in addition to Professor Mo Xuan, is there anyone else in the virtual spirit world who will leave such a picture?"
"Strokes and styles can be simulated."
Professor Xie Wufeng said, "it''s not complicated to create such a piece of sand painting. It''s a piece of cake no matter in technology or computing power. As long as the database is large enough and an instruction is input to the crystal brain, it can be completed in an instant.
"The key is, who is giving this" instruction "to whom, and what is its purpose?"
This question made everyone fall into silence. Every member of the team felt cold at the back of his head, as if there were two pairs of shining small eyes hiding in the sand, looking at them with a smile.
Li Yao knelt down on one knee and carefully observed the sand paintings. Somehow, he had a very strange feeling. He felt that these sand paintings brought him a kind of friendly feeling for no reason?
It''s like a weak current sweeping all over his body, making him feel crisp and numb from eyelids to lips.
How to say that, he suddenly felt that these sand portraits were made by himself, or that if he was allowed to describe the evolutionary road of life, he would probably draw like this.
Li Yao was startled, calmed down, and continued to ask, "have you found the fragments of the 17th and 18th?"
"Not yet."
Professor Xie Wufeng said, "it was originally some fragmented and illusory pieces of runes and data. It''s not surprising that they were completely obliterated by the spirit world.
"Why, do you suspect that this sand painting was left behind by the 17th and 18th? It is also possible that Professor Mo Xuan first embedded a section of instructions related to sand painting in their bodies, which was automatically activated under certain conditions, driving them to leave these things. Well, this is a quite reasonable explanation.
"Let''s go and see the city."
Along the steps full of cracks and weeds, the team entered the once towering and now dilapidated city by the sea.
Li Yao found that this city is a collection of all the cities of human civilization from ancient times to the present. The ancient pavilions and modern glass curtain wall skyscrapers are closely combined.
There are many peaks and waterfalls. Here are the vacuum track that pierces the sky and the sunken square hundreds of meters deep.
However, after the collapse of the virtual spirit world, this "city of ten thousand cities" has completely turned into ruins. No matter pavilions or skyscrapers, they are all entangled with weeds and vines. Waterfalls are dried up, pipelines are broken, and sunken squares are full of debris and dust, just like the graves of human civilization.
"Professor Mo Xuan once talked with me about his idea of creating virtual life."
Looking at the empty streets and the white bone City, Professor Xie Wufeng said with emotion, "at that time, Professor Mo Xuan firmly believed that a new virtual life would be born, but he did not want to create a virtual life that human beings could not understand, could not understand, was not controlled by human beings, and was the enemy of human beings.
"How to say that, he hopes to create a virtual life with human ideas and emotions, identify with human morality and values, and even regard himself as" the son of human beings ", or an evolutionary version of human beings.
Capable of evoking praises and tears, he has built up this magnificent city, and has gathered the essence of human civilization, including our technology, law, morality, art and a heroic tale of songs.
"You can think of this big city as a combination of" History Museum "and" big library ". The whole civilization is in it. Under the illumination of this" civilized city ", virtual life will be bred, born and continuously evolved, and become a" good child "in a certain sense."