Interstellar leader

Li Qing fell asleep again until the sun was high before rubbing his sleepy eyes and getting up from his little bed.He put on a baggy coat indiscriminately, pulled woolen slippers that were one size too big, and walked to the bathroom.

Picking up his toothbrush, he looked at the man in the mirror. He was not yet thirty but a little thin, with clear dark circles under his eyelids, which was the result of irregular work and rest.

He just stared straight at himself in the mirror, and suddenly felt that life was meaningless.

He thought of himself ten years ago, admittedly brilliant.He is always No.1 in mathematics and science competitions, and the best universities in the country are rushing to throw olive branches at him.The future at that time was like a shining diamond in the sun, shining extremely and indestructible, until he chose pure mathematics.

As a university student, he always thought that one day he would leave his name in history. In fact, mathematics is like the root of the tree of human technological civilization. It is easy for a tree to grow a cluster of new leaves, but it is not so easy to penetrate the root system deep into the ground. A breakthrough will usher in a new century.

After graduating from university, he applied to stay in school for research, but he didn't make much progress, and was suppressed by senior professors.Because pure mathematics research has no short-term benefits, the funds given by the state are always taken away by biology laboratories and physics laboratories. When the economy becomes embarrassing, he can only write papers to make a living.

He didn't have a stable job, and his girlfriend never left him, but she broke up with him one night when he was inspired and stayed up all night.

She said that she could no longer bear that he was immersed in these impractical and meaningless mathematical symbols, ignoring the people around him and not paying attention to his own health.

Li Qing felt that what she said was right, especially right, it was an axiom in the truth, but he couldn't get rid of this state.His desk was covered with crumpled A4 papers, and a few balls fell on the corner of the desk, filled with densely packed mathematical expressions, theorems, and derivations.

Among them are famous theorems with names that can be called, as well as strange symbols that do not belong to any language in the world.Their logic falls apart like a string of loose pearls.

A few years ago, Li Qing's research team from the Department of Particle Physics went to LHC near Geneva to conduct proton-proton collision experiments.

Their first set of experiments failed, with the proton beam drifting strangely near the point of focus.The shift was tiny, and when they retuned the parameters, the weird shift disappeared again.

Those professors in the Faculty of Science think that it is just an error caused by a problem with the machine. This is indeed the most normal explanation. After all, particle collisions are a matter of character.

Li Qing thought that he might be crazy, but he really felt that there was a regular connection among those errors, they were inherently connected with other things.It is momentary, but it is eternal.

Li Qing named it "micro-connection", which is what he was looking for.

Li Qing washed his face with cold water, and felt that his head was not so groggy.Maybe he has used his brain too much recently, and he often has some strange dreams.

In his dream, he is on this side of the world he is familiar with, and through a concave mirror-like thing, he sees what is happening on the other side he is not familiar with.

He saw a silver-white palace, a young blond man sitting on a throne, the throne collapsed with his weight, he seemed to know how to adjust the most comfortable posture.From the man's eyes, he could read viciousness, contempt, loneliness and arrogance.

The man gave an order, and a black thorn cage slowly rose up from the ground. The material looked so indestructible that the male prisoners inside had nowhere to escape.He didn't want to run away either, he raised his unyielding head, under the disheveled hair was a pair of bright eyes.

The man on the throne curled his lips, as happy as a child getting a new toy.He gave another command, and two parallel columns appeared, moving simultaneously towards the cage.

The prisoner started to yell, as if he was cursing or prophesying, all in a language that Li Qing could not understand.The ministers stood respectfully in two rows on the left and right, some lowered their heads, some stared numbly, and some had the same cruel smiles as their king.

The prisoner fell silent suddenly, and his thoughts seemed to have drifted far away. One second before his body passed between the two pillars, he suddenly yelled a sentence hoarsely, as if he was dealing with the creed of life.Li Qing finally understood this sentence.

"give mee death!!"

Li Qing remembered that this was the last sentence of Patrick Henry’s speech at the Colonial Virginia State Assembly on the eve of the American Revolutionary War. In high school, he was forced to recite the full text of this speech by his English teacher.

Not free, or rather die.

After the man shouted this sentence, the two pillars just passed by his body, and he suddenly fell silent.Blood slowly flowed out from his whole body, dyeing strange parallel seams of blood.

The blond man stepped down from his high throne, walked across the white marble floor that glowed blue, and walked to the side of the cage.

He lightly touched the edge of the cage with a pure white scepter studded with diamonds, and the cage fell down, and the cage was connected with the prisoner, like a solid differentiated, cut into slices as thin as a cicada's wing, spreading all over the floor .On the blood-red floor, the yellow and white human tissues are particularly dazzling.

Li Qing was stunned.According to what he saw, between the two seemingly empty pillars may be extremely tough nanomaterial filaments, relying on the extreme pressure brought by the extremely small contact area, they cut the man connected to the cage silently. It became a piece.

This method of killing has an extremely cruel beauty, like a geometry being infinitely differentiated.But at the same time, his empty stomach was overwhelmed.

He bent over and began to retch.

As if he could see Li Qing, the man on the throne raised his head and showed him a perfect, bloody smile.The dream is over.

In another dream, he saw a woman leading a group of men and women in black, surrounding a coffin in a cold and damp place like an underground cave, chanting something.Their expressions were even more painful and terrifying under the faint blue fluorescent light. Finally, the woman put her hands on a stone slab and completed the process that seemed to be an oath.

He also only understood the last sentence, "givemeedeath!"

When the screen turned, it was a tall building with glass walls.The building is so tall that it seems to be able to touch the clouds in the sky.There was a conference room on the top floor of that building, and a group of people in black suits sat in it, their status seemed to be as high as the location of the conference room.

They seem to be discussing a very important matter, each expression is so solemn.

Li Qing noticed that their clothes were very strange, the fabric was soft and wrinkle-free, the style was very simple but very aesthetic.Not a suit, not one of the modern styles of clothing.

Li Qing thought, he wouldn't dream of the future world.

This is indeed the case.

At night, Li Qing went to bed early for an unprecedented time, but when he woke up the next day, he found himself in an unfamiliar place.

The room is elegant in a mixture of white and black, with blue fluorescent equipment installed everywhere, and there is not a single wire in the whole room, full of technological sense and geometric beauty.

He raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, and found a thin wristband around his wrist.

He tried to touch it, and the smooth surface of the wristband lit up, casting a three-dimensional projection in the air, and the image of a little girl appeared in the center of the light screen.

She turned around and said in a sweet voice: "Master, good morning, it is now 2017:2 am on February 4, 8 in the ephemeris calendar, and there is one month before the Harper First Military Academy entrance exam, please do Get ready."

Li Qing reacted for a while, where is he?Is this little girl artificial intelligence?After touching his face and realizing that for some unknown reason, he had actually "traversed", he tried to issue a command, his voice was dry and hoarse because he just woke up: "Check personal information."

The blue light screen instantly jumped to the personal page, which clearly read:

Name: Isaac Lancelot

Gender: Male

Age: 20 (life expectancy: 180)

Nationality: Citizen of the Republic of Kepler

Gene grade: a-

Citizenship grade: b-

Education: Institution of Higher Education Affiliated to Miranda Academy of Sciences, majoring in intelligence courses - natural science, comprehensive assessment B+.

Li Qing climbed out of bed and came to the bedroom with a mirror wall with good reflective effect.

A young man appeared in the mirror, with a slender figure, a handsome face, black hair and black eyes, but his facial features were very three-dimensional, which seemed to be the result of the great fusion of human genes of various races.Under the thin pajamas, it can be seen that there are smooth and unexaggerated muscles.

The only downside is that the skin looks very pale, it looks like a scientist in a laboratory, not a soldier fighting on the battlefield, and this body itself has indeed taken some intellectual lessons.

If Li Qing remembered correctly what the artificial intelligence girl said, Isaac Lancelot was going to enter a military academy.

Li Qing himself did not want to go to the military academy.He is used to laziness, and he doesn't want to be bound by any unnecessary rules and regulations.But, believe it or not, he was Isaac Lancelot now, a man of unknown age, and he had to live as Isaac Lancelot.Maybe for a while, maybe for a lifetime.

Li Qing sighed.His original life didn't make much sense, and he disappeared suddenly, just because he was sorry for the kindness of his parents' upbringing.Now that he has come, he will be safe. His task now is to get familiar with this world as soon as possible.

Memory is divided into short-term memory, long-term memory and permanent memory.Both long-term memory and permanent memory are built on the basis of biological structure. The continuous changes of the trisynaptic neural circuit enable the establishment of long-term memory among structures such as the hippocampus, the entorhinal cortex of the temporal lobe, and the diencephalon.

Although Li Qing didn't know how he crossed over, it was certain that Isaac Lancelot's brain structure had not changed, which meant that his memory could still be recalled.

He wants to use something now, like Isaac's family and the history of the world, to re-route electrical signals through every neuron that connects these memories, strengthening these long-term memories.

Li Qing would not foolishly believe that no one doubted Isaac Lancelot when he changed into a different person. Although he was sane, he couldn't even remember the most basic common sense.

Li Qing raised the wristband on his hand and turned off the artificial intelligence.This thin wristband looks to double as a PC.

Technology seems to be very advanced here.The corners of Li Qing's mouth raised slightly. He thought, Isaac himself seems to be going to higher education. After a while, it will be interesting for him to choose a school farther away, concentrate on research, and absorb novel knowledge from this world.

The author has something to say: Little Theater

Author: "I heard you want to do research?"

Li Qing: "Of course, I have no interest in fighting on the battlefield."

Author: "Let's wait and see, you are like me, a person who wants to make big things."

Li Qing: "Why do you suddenly feel a cold back?"

After a few chapters, the male protagonist will take the initiative to do things for an unexpected reason, um.