I live in the wilderness of interstellar live broadcast

Qi Guang tentatively—although not very seriously—has thought about the return plan of the human race to the earth.

It is true that all the books that can be consulted are stuffed in the Wanjie Library, and it is impossible for him to copy them all to the interstellar. Coupled with the lack of historical sites and cultural relics that can be inspected, it is impossible to restore an earth civilization that covers all countries from ancient times to the present. .

Even if the human species has found the earth now, it is still unknown how much data will survive in the millennium.

The actual ones can't be restored, but Qi Guang, who scanned the simulation, thinks he can still think of a way.

As long as you pay enough points, the system is the best tool (?).

Qi Guang has let the system scan the entire earth since he landed in the end of the world, and restore it one by one in the simulated scenario. Damaged books that are difficult to scan clearly can be completed using the Wanjie Library.

Cultural relics, historic sites, and written materials are all available.

The apocalypse has dealt a devastating blow to the inheritance of human civilization. The survivors have tried their best just to survive, and historical civilization is really helpless.

But compared to natural disasters like the exterminating flood in the myth, the end of the zombie virus has left the seeds of human civilization in the ruins.

Books that were not burned as firewood are still piled up in library bookstores or the bookcases of a certain family, and there are countless mobile phones and computers that can barely be used as long as there is electricity.

Even "ruins" aren't exactly ruins.

Because the end of the world erupted so suddenly, human beings fell completely before they could produce any lethal weapons. In fact, all kinds of high-rise buildings and landmark buildings are quite intact.

Qi Guang still remembers that when he lived in the city center, he couldn't see the sun when he looked up. Five years of the end of the world were not enough to collapse the steel forest.

On the fifth day of Heath's obsession with deciphering games, the system completed a simulation of Shen City and its surrounding areas with Qi Guang as the center.

The scanning is very fast, and every inch of the earth can be plowed in a few seconds, but the one-to-one modeling thing, even at the speed of the system, is very slow to make the entire earth into the progress bar.

But enough for Qiguang's plan.

He will give Interstellar an earth that records the cultures of the origins of human beings, which is complete enough to support countless earth research scholars, so that the human species can stand upright and "go home" in the true sense.

But not for free.

What Saiwei helped him do was indeed a free large-scale open simulation scenario, but this did not mean that Qi Guang was going to provide it completely free of charge.

He pulled together a group of high-level human races who had been friendly with him over the years...or not so friendly, and sent them a communication invitation.

The entire interstellar world has probably exploded like boiling water these days, which can be seen from the rate of increase in his points when he returned to Earth and just returned.

Qi Guang ran too fast, and the live broadcast was too straight to the point without any buffer, which made people relive the strong impact of the moment when the earth returned like a dream.

Earth, the end of the world, time travel.

The high-level executives who realized later that they had underestimated Qi Guang's value could only deal with public opinion in a desperate situation, while holding meetings and meetings, and had no choice but to do nothing if they could not catch Qi Guang's shadow at all.

So much so that when I saw the communication invitation from Qi Guang, my first reaction was to be terrified.

It is suffocating to be caught off guard by being overwhelmed by public opinion after being informed of explosive news at the same time as the general public.

But what can they do, their hearts are so bitter that they can only accept Qi Guang's invitation, and comfort themselves that no matter how much Qi Guang likes to make troubles and how to do things, in the final analysis, it is still beneficial to the human race.

He even abducted the only perfect ancestral Hiss of the Beast, and pressed down the pure-blood faction that was about to move inside the Beast.

Qi Guang's lines for the meeting were still the same old ones, starting with "Long time no see", so dry that people clearly knew his true intention of not wanting to socialize.

In front of him are more than a dozen high-level human races, some of whom he has never seen.

So go directly to the topic.

He opened the veiled curtain, forests and high-rise buildings suddenly rose in the empty space, and the misty, illusory gray condensed into colorful colors.

The asphalt road is full of potholes, the tall buildings with vines and moss clinging to the trees, and the rusty and dusty nameplates are faintly discernible. Surprisingly, some people still recognize those words by diligently studying the information provided by Qi Guang.

"Ming, Guanglou..."

Qi Guang nodded, "The library of Shenshi University, Mingguang Building."

There are seven schools in the university city of the port area, and the largest library is the Mingguang Building of Shenshi University.

The more famous one is the stone tablet in front of Mingguang Building. Although it looks a bit miserable and covered with green moss, the handwriting on it can still be seen.

"This was left 500 years ago...500 years ago in the end of the world." Qi Guang wiped the moss on the stele, "A general led troops to fight against foreign enemies, and people at that time recorded his deeds."

Recorded with pens, carved with stone seals, and spread to the stars, there are still people who can read this story.

Qi Guang stood up and raised his hand, "Please come in."

The half-open gate of Mingguang Building only allowed one person to pass through, and a dozen people followed Qi Guang in a long line.

Almost like a tour group.

Qi Guang suddenly remembered that he had worked part-time as a tour guide for a few days when he was in college, and he was short of holding a small flag in his hand.

But judging from the expressions of the high-ranking human beings following him, it seems that they don't have so much leisure time for sightseeing.

It's a pity that Mingguang Building can be regarded as a scene of the university town in the port area. People take wedding photos here all year round.

In the empty library, there are only stacks of books, and the bookshelves are tilted here and there, telling the chaos of the end of the world. The design of glass on all sides and skylights allows the sunlight to perfectly illuminate every corner, exerting silent magic.

It was so silent that Qi Guang could hear the heavy breathing of the people behind him, and the unbelievable whispers when he opened a certain book.

The current scene simulation technology of Interstellar can only make the book look like a book, and it cannot be detailed enough to see the content when the book is opened.

The amount of data to be loaded in that way is too large, and the requirements for optical brain configuration will be extremely high.

But in Qi Guang's virtual situation, everything is so real that it's terrifying—it's as if he transferred the earth, which is struggling to preserve the flames of civilization after the end of the world, into the optical network.

A bird flew in through the shattered window, and it built its nest here, and in the corner of the ceiling, the sound of the chicks waiting to be fed was clear and loud.

It made people wonder why they didn't hear it just now, and why their ears were buzzing, as if they had pressed the mute button.

Qi Guang only stayed in Mingguang Building for a few minutes, and then led them through this very modern design building, and walked out through the half-missed back door, passing through the path with dense bamboo forest, covered with various green mosaics of moss and lichen. After blood and brains are scattered all over the floor, you can still see the breath of life here.

The fallen bicycle, the quilt on the balcony, and the bag of potato chips left behind by someone.

Of course, there is also a mobile phone that has been stepped on a bit miserably.

"This is the Earth version of the optical brain." Qi Guang picked up one, and it was the latest model of a certain fruit brand.

It should be the new equipment given by the parents of freshmen who have just been admitted to university.

"If it can be charged, maybe it can be turned on."

Behind the dormitory area is the most famous "black street" in the university town of the port area. There are large and small shops on one road, which contract more than half of the supper and snack needs of the students of the seven schools in the port area.

The breath of "humanity" is stronger here, and everyone present knows it well.

Anyone who can achieve this position is not a fool.

They know what Qi Guang is showing them, and what Qi Guang shows means to the entire human race.

The only question is what Qi Guang wants.