Opening the pages of the book, an old and dry breath hit my face. Looking at the line of text on the title page, Jiang Chen exhaled the artificial intelligence code in his watch and translated the German text into Chinese. Sure enough, it was Adolf Hitler's name written on it.
As the host at the auction venue said, when you turn to the second page, there are densely written characters on the yellowed paper, and you can't tell the reason at all.
But think about it, the famous MI6 spent a century unable to do anything about the code book. I'm afraid it would be no different if someone else studied it.
Jiang Chen sighed, and just when he was about to close the page, Jane suddenly spoke.
"The Neumann cipher was born in 2059. It is an early disordered high-information cipher arranged by quantum algorithms. It can only be restored through a specific algorithm formula. In theory, if there is no codebook, the confidentiality of quantum algorithms , this piece of information is undecipherable to contemporary decryption technology.”
Hearing Jane's words, Jiang Chen was stunned for a moment, and immediately looked at Jane beside him with joy.
"Wait, you mean you know how to crack the code?"
Jane tilted her head and told Jiang Chen that she could do it with her actions.
I saw a stream of green data flashing through the pupils in the holographic image. In about half a minute, this secret that had troubled MI6 for a century was translated by Jane on the holographic screen.
The 36,000 characters were crushed into large pieces of text and graphics according to a special algorithm, like mantras, arranged in layers under Jane's command.
When all the information was released, Jiang Chen was surprised to find in the lower right corner of the holographic screen that the data released by these 36,000 characters was as high as 2.>
Damn it, only those who can decipher it are called ghosts!
"...Um, are you sure you're not mistaken?" Jiang Chen looked at the image on the holographic panel in disbelief and asked Jian.
"During the deciphering work, I used 4.7% of the computing resources of the quantum computer." Jian replied calmly.
Without the incredible computing power of a quantum computer, and without knowing the translation formula, it would be almost impossible to decipher the information in this codebook. Or to put it another way, even if you know the translation formula of this codebook, it is extremely difficult to convert these more than 36,000 characters into a 2.7G file by hand.
Jiang Chen couldn't understand those mathematical formulas, but he could roughly recognize the graphics.
V2 rockets, jet engines, Me163 Comet interceptor aircraft, V246 glide missiles, Ho-229 test battles, atomic bomb designs... and some strange things that Jiang Chen couldn't find even if he searched for pictures. Obviously, Germany could not complete the translation of this codebook until the last moment.
Even when mastering the translation formula.
"It's unbelievable that these black technologies of the Third Reich are actually recorded in these 36,000 characters."
Jiang Chen looked at the holographic screen and pondered for a long time, and finally let out a sigh.
Who would have thought that the fate of the entire empire rested on such a pamphlet. Unfortunately, this pamphlet failed to save the empire's final fate.
"Golden apple, code book..." With his fingers tapping lightly on the armrest of the seat, Jiang Chen recalled the issue he and Lin Ling had discussed about the colonial ship. They transmit signals to the earth in this dimension through Crane particle waves, and are received by the people of the Villi Society.
Lin Ling once told him that the amount of information that a crudely made golden apple could receive was extremely limited. In this case, the meaning of the existence of this codebook is easy to understand.
The "small water pipe" of the golden apple was obviously not enough to pass the 2.7G file, so the colonial ship that entered the void first transmitted the 36,000 characters to the hands of the head of state through the golden apple, and then passed the password for the translated character pair Book.
It is equivalent to compressing the 2.7G file into a package, and then throwing the decompression tool and the compressed package together.
Although it is unknown for what reason, the people on the colonial ship chose Germany as the spokesperson for their interests, but it is obvious that their calculations have been empty. Even with these black technologies, the Third Reich still perished in the torrent of steel between the two superpowers.
These black technologies are obviously based on the background technology of the 1940s, and they can no longer be called black technologies now. Just any rocket engine can completely blast the ancient V2 rocket above.
Realizing this, Jiang Chen couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
He originally expected to find some interesting stuff in this notebook, such as black technology from the void. However, those survivors lost in the void seemed to have considered that too advanced technology would not have a positive impact on the Third Reich, but would instead make it devote a lot of scientific research resources to meaningless projects. Just like if Einstein were given a set of nuclear fusion equations, it would be impossible for him to build a hydrogen bomb beyond the atomic bomb.
But even if there is no black technology, at least there is something like the treasure of the Third Reich! Although Jiang Chen is not short of money now, exploring treasures unknown to the world is a boy's romance!
His fingers crossed the holographic screen in boredom, and rows of obsolete technologies passed before his eyes.
However, just when he yawned and turned to the last picture, he suddenly froze.
What is painted on the holographic screen is a fortress, a fortress located in the glacier and snowy mountains. Those remnants in the void not only presented weapons to the head of the Third Reich, but also presented him with the design of a castle...
How to carry out the construction has been recorded in great detail on this drawing, and even the construction location is clearly written on it.
Jiang Chen's eyes scanned the last two lines of the image and captured three keywords.
Shelter, Antarctica, just in case.
in case
Jiang Chen frowned slightly.
"What are you looking at?"
The door to the study room was opened, and Ayesha walked to Jiang Chen's side with coffee in a loose white bath towel. She had just come out of the bath, her fair neck was covered with pearl-like drops of water, and her skin that could be broken by blowing was as delicate as tofu.
Pushing the holographic screen aside, Jiang Chen turned his chair, took the coffee from her hand, picked it up and took a sip.
The sweet and bitter taste spread along the taste buds, soothing his nerves and tense brows.
Putting down the coffee, Jiang Chen looked at the well-behaved Ayesha with a smile and said softly.
"Thanks."
Ayesha pursed her lips and smiled, leaned down her petite and graceful body, and kissed him gently on the forehead.
"Go to bed early, honey."
This loving kiss aroused the string in Jiang Chen's heart, and a beautiful flame gradually burned in Jiang Chen's heart.
"Well, I'll go to bed in a while." After gently patting Aisha on the lower back, Jiang Chen stood up from the chair, leaned close to her ear and blew softly, "Go to the bedroom and wait for me." (.)