From black technology to super engineering

The door to the transparent glass room has been opened, which means Hall can leave.

But he still sat on the chair and did not get up, just waiting quietly for the answers of the two prophets.

The inside and outside of the room were like a transparent prison.

After a long time, Dean Dolei's voice slowly sounded.

"Before discussing this issue, you must first define life and death, what is living and what is death. Otherwise, all discussions are meaningless."

"To be alive is to be alive. To maintain a high degree of unity between the mind and the body is to be alive. As long as the two are not unified, death can be declared." Hall looked at Dean Dorey quietly: "Your Excellency, my minor in physiology is also With all A’s, I still dare to give this definition.”

"So what do you think is the current situation in the Promised Land?" Dean Dorey did not mind the thorn in Hall's words, but continued to ask.

"The ancestors are dead." Hall repeated for the third time, looking at Prophet Klin again who had been watching him silently: "The Promised Land is just their tomb, and the ancestors inside are just meaningless ghosts."

In the silence, Prophet Klin finally lowered his eyes. After a moment, he whispered: "Why can't they exist in another universe as another life form?"

"Because that's unscientific." Hall finally stood up, with a strange expression on his face: "That's unscientific...Teacher!"

Seer Klin stared at him.

Hall stood upright, waited for two seconds and then suddenly smiled: "Any hypothesis that cannot be confirmed or falsified is not worth talking about. If you put it this way, it is better to say that the prophets have become omniscient and omniscient. Gods who cannot do it.”

"But in fact, they know nothing about humans, or our enemies."

"They don't know the direction of human science and technology, nor the scale of human warships, nor the consciousness and thoughts of human beings... They..."

"Only ours."

Hall said and closed his eyes, with a look of great sadness on his face.

"And what they know depends entirely on us - if you change it to the myths and ghosts novels of lower civilizations, that is, they are gods, and we are their believers, their eyes, and the source of faith that they rely on for their existence. "

"They seem to have given us omnipotence and omniscience, but in fact, they are shackles placed on us, locking us in prison."

"Ten thousand years! Teacher! It has been ten thousand years. We have the resources of the entire universe, but have we ever stepped out of the territory they set aside for us?"

As Hall said, he slowly clenched his fists: "We don't have any, you can say we are stupid."

"But what about them?"

"That great civilization that traveled across the universe ten thousand years ago, if they are really still alive and can still think...how come they haven't made progress in ten thousand years?"

Following Hall's voice, Prophet Klin sighed slowly.

Prophet Klin's sigh fell in Hall's ears, causing an expression that was unclear whether it was sarcasm or sadness to rise on his face: "Teacher, I was right, wasn't I?"

Prophet Klin did not answer directly, but asked softly after a few seconds of silence: "Then do you still have confidence in the empire?"

"Confidence?" Hall was startled for a moment, then closed his eyes and fell into deep thought.

The two people outside the room also waited quietly.

"If you ask about the war with humans, of course I am confident." Hall opened his eyes, and determination gradually appeared on his face: "We have the resources of the entire habitable zone of the universe, and of course we are not afraid of humans."

"But if you ask me, the future of the empire... then I have no confidence."

"The planet has life, the habitable zone will eventually become barren, and even the universe will eventually come to an end. That kind of time scale is an end that we cannot even think about."

"For our entire civilization and ethnic group, it is a problem that must be faced."

"If we continue to be in a prison of knowledge, I don't believe that our civilization can survive."

After Hall finished speaking, he strode towards the door.

The door seemed to hesitate when he was approaching. It closed for a moment, but then opened again.

Hall pushed the door open and walked through a silent corridor before standing in front of the two prophets again.

He saw the two prophets looking at him with complicated expressions.

"Teacher, there is no need to remind you. I know what to keep." A faint, slightly teasing smile appeared on the corner of Hall's mouth: "Since I already know that our gods are unreliable, what follows is the relationship between us and the gods. A war between men.”

After finishing speaking, Hall strode towards another passage.

"Where are you going?" Prophet Klin finally asked.

"Go back and fight." Hall didn't look back.

…

After watching Hall's figure disappear, Prophet Klin also walked towards the passage after sighing softly.

After a moment, Dean Dolei's voice sounded from behind: "I remember that he was very smart when he was studying. Why did he choose to go to the Legion? If he didn't go to the Legion, he should have passed the prophet test long ago, right?"

"Maybe he chose a more comfortable path because he was too smart." Prophet Klin slowed down and waited for his old friend to catch up.

As he walked, he tilted his head and looked out the window.

At this time, night has quietly fallen, and through the rainbow-like track, the paradise is still emitting holy light in the night sky, just like an eternal light.

This beacon has been shining on this planet for tens of thousands of years.

After staring silently at the paradise for a long time, Prophet Klin finally turned his head and looked at Dean Dore again.

"reform."

"What?"

"We need reform, Dore." Prophet Klin pursed his lips, with countless melancholy between his brows: "Hall is right, we can no longer rely on the dead."

Dean Dorey's eyes froze for a moment, and then he took a deep breath.

——The dead people here obviously do not refer to other people...but to the ancestors. Refers to...the promised land.

Only the smartest prophets like them would come up with the most frightening guess in their minds during the communication with their ancestors, the occasional flash of inspiration, and the "disrespectful" moment.

That is, the ancestor is already dead.

Although it seems that the "consciousness" of the ancestors is still there, they can still communicate with others, and they can even "live" in the paradise...

But they are indeed dead.

"But, but, but..." After several "buts", Dean Dole finally said nothing and just let out a long sigh.

Everything they have known and learned throughout their lives is the Paradise, given by their brains. Everything they have mastered cannot escape the realm of the Paradise.

As Hall said.

Although they are the smartest and even omnipotent prophets because they can communicate with the Paradise...but they are in the prison of knowledge and cannot extricate themselves.

Looking around, it's all the realm of Paradise. How can they escape?

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As the railcar sped along, Hall quietly closed his eyes, without any intention of communicating with others.

His mouth was pursed tightly, but there was a clear bitterness from the corner of his mouth.

The scene of the previous exchange with the ancestor named Besea appeared in his mind again, and he felt more and more sad, so much so that even sitting on this rail car felt like he was sitting in a cage, which made him feel sad. His whole body was filled with discomfort.

Looking around, the entire place covered by civilization is bathed in the power of the empire and the glory of the paradise.

Even if you want to escape, you can't escape.

How can I get out of the prison?

Hall only thought of one way, which was to learn.

Learn from other equally advanced civilizations, their technology, their science, their methods...

Can……

In the past ten thousand years, those civilizations that had just shown signs of "advance"... or even just sprouted, were completely destroyed by the invincible legions!

Even now, he is at war with an advanced civilization that developed from an isolated galaxy.

A huge sense of absurdity filled Hall's entire body, so much so that he began to laugh, and by the end even laughed out loud.

"Sir Hall." The driver felt Hall's strangeness and turned back to look at Hall in surprise.

"Well, it's okay." Hall opened his eyes, but still couldn't hold back his smile. He waved his hand and said, "I just suddenly thought of something happy."

"That must be a good thing." The driver smiled and flattered him.

"No, I just thought of something funny."

Hall chanted again: "It's so damn funny!"

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Provincial payment, brain-computer center.

Ye Ming dragged his tired body back to the office.

On these first days of school, as the biggest "hand" of the provincial government, he has to attend many meetings and activities if conditions permit. Fortunately, he doesn't have a graduate student with him now, so he can relax a little bit.

——Since Zhou Xuchen’s group of graduates, he no longer takes care of them personally. On the one hand, it’s because he doesn’t have the energy, and on the other hand, his door is too high and too big. Anyone who wants to come in will undoubtedly leave. Take a shortcut to the sky. So much so that a few years ago, countless human connections came to him, all to send those talented people to his door.

So Ye Ming simply changed his mind and announced that he would no longer bring graduate students, which would save trouble and effort.

After returning to the office and sitting down, he realized that Etta was busier than him now - specifically, she had to oil herself every now and then.

In addition, he has no graduate students, so there is no one to serve him tea or water.

So he shook his head, smiled, and made himself a cup of tea.

"What are you doing?" Returning to the chair and sitting down, Ye Ming closed his eyes and talked to Ita while resting his mind.

"Teaching graduate courses."

"Can I apply for a robot?" Ye Ming smiled and looked at the beautiful girl teacher floating in the void, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I don't even have a secretary now, I even have to make tea myself... "

"No!" As soon as he heard that Ye Ming was going to arrange a robot for him, Eta immediately jumped in front of Ye Ming: "It's going to cause chaos, my friend!"

"cough……"

"Why don't you ask the organization to send you another little girl?"

"roll!"

"Hahahaha! Am I right?"

Ye Ming gave her a hard look with his brain waves, then opened his eyes, took a sip of tea, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Speaking of the little girl, he really thought of a certain little girl he hadn't contacted for a long time - although he didn't bring a graduate student, he did have a real "disciple" - the kind who went through the apprenticeship ceremony 's apprentice.

"Call Ai Wen for me." Ye Ming glanced at the time and ordered Ita.

"You don't want the little princess of Kerong to be your secretary, do you?"

"Can you be more reliable?"

"I have always been reliable." Eta responded in his mind, and at the same time, he controlled Ye Ming's computer extremely reliably and initiated a communication request to Ewen.

After a while, a little girl wearing a white coat and a mask, with only two eyes exposed, appeared on the screen.

Egwene rolled her eyes, and then she pulled down her mask—she was still wearing rubber gloves.

"Teacher, Gahana?"

"I'll go!" Ye Ming was startled and suddenly laughed: "How did you get your Northeastern accent from Dina?"

"Learned from a big girl, what's wrong?"

Ye Ming's head is full of black lines!

Ewen chuckled and her tone returned to normal: "Just now I was helping Professor Gu Li perform an operation on a rare animal."

Ye Ming was startled again. Gu Li was from the Blue Star and Hai Lin's friend. She was indeed an expert in the field of biology, especially in the field of organ reconstruction. She was a boss-level presence - Hai Lin gave it to Zhou Xuchen's eyes were made by her.

And as the relationship between the Blue Star people and humans becomes more and more harmonious... well, to be precise, they already have the kind of relationship where blood dissolves in water. The biomedical technology of the Blue Planet people has also been widely used in human medical care.

Nowadays, the collective lifespan of human beings has achieved a leap, and medical technology has also improved with the joint efforts of multiple races. In addition, energy and food issues have been solved...

The wars, diseases, and famines that have plagued mankind for thousands of years have all been solved in the past few years.

It can be said that the entire earth and the entire human civilization have truly enjoyed the benefits of human beings entering interstellar civilization.

"How come there are rare animals on Blue Star?" Ye Ming said with a smile: "Isn't it caused by human activities?"

"Yes, and no... an advanced civilization suddenly descends on an ecologically stable environment, and it will inevitably have an impact on the original environment. There is no way around it."

Ye Ming nodded with a smile. It seemed that this little girl had quite upright views.

"By the way, teacher, I just wanted to tell you something."

"Say, what's going on?"

"That's it... I plan to come to the province to exchange for study." Egwene took off her gloves and walked to the door holding up her mobile phone: "I haven't been to the Earth yet! I want to see the Earth with my own eyes."

"What's so good about the earth?" Ye Ming laughed and turned to look out the window - looking around, it was all a reinforced concrete jungle.

"That's meaningful!" Ai Wen's eyes were full of longing, and she said leisurely: "I want to see what the place that gave birth to such an awesome teacher looks like."

Ye Ming was stunned and laughed instantly: "Who did you learn this flattering skill from?"

"Hehe!" The Kerong girl giggled, with a bright look on her face.

Ye Ming looked at her and nodded with a smile after just a moment.

"Come on, but there's a condition."

"What conditions?"

"All courses must be A+, and two A+ papers must be published every year."