Minerva is six years old this year, but due to her long-term seclusion, she has no friends her age at all, and now there are faint signs of autism. The little girl didn't speak at all to people she didn't know very well, and could only have normal conversations in front of Char and Haman.
"Although it is to protect her from being used by careerists, the price is still too high for a child of this age." Xia reproached Minerva's little head, and the little girl showed an expression of enjoyment , "Haman, now we finally have no political enemies in PLANT, it's time to make up for her."
"Char, I'm afraid we don't have that much time right now." Haman doesn't have as much affection for Minerva as Char, and she doesn't quite understand where Char's deep affection comes from. It's not too late after that."
"But it will be young people who will create the era. A race without children has no future." Char picked up Minerva and placed it on his lap, "How is the other side of the earth now?"
"Sarah's luck is very good, Britannia refused to send troops, and Australia was about to be beaten by him." Harman flipped through the materials in his hand, "Could he really win?"
"The so-called war is not determined by the outcome of only a few battles. We have to have confidence in our own judgment, ZAFT will definitely lose. When Sarah gets carried away, that is, when he dies, this kind of thing history It has happened countless times." Char said a serious topic, but he was shaving Minerva's face with his fingers affectionately, "War has never been our purpose, we just want to let humans leave the earth. ."
"The people on the council probably thought you were either greedy or crazy." Haman looked at the handsome blond man in bewilderment. "But is it because of those fossils?"
"Sure enough, you didn't understand what I meant, Haman." Xia sighed, he understood the difficulty of finding a true understander, "The fossil does not simply mean that aliens are coming, but proves that In addition to our carbon-based creatures, there are other possible forms of life. It's not that there is one more species in the universe, but there are infinite possibilities."
"I still don't understand..."
"For example, the silicon-based life commonly seen in fantasy novels may really exist, and metal-based life is also possible. To exaggerate, life as large as a star, life as small as a nanometer, or even completely unimaginable, such as computer viruses. Is it possible for this form of life to exist?" Whenever Xia talks about this, she feels a chill down her spine, "Don't be attached to what is in front of you, but see the greater reality after that."
"So Adrian Lingus is the only one who understands you." Haman seemed to have a trace of jealousy when he said this, "but he didn't appreciate it, and instead ran away with the little princess of the Klein family. .For a young doctor with vigor and vitality, I am afraid that beautiful women are more attractive, right?"
"He is a person who really understands the meaning of fossils. He is in awe of the universe on the basis of understanding all this. I can feel it as an NT." He shook his head regretfully, "Obviously he has such a degree of technology and such excellent NT sense, why waste his power? Maybe only after he has seen things in Antarctica and let him know how urgent it is, he will really understand what I think."
"Something from the South Pole?" Harman became alert, "Char, this is the first time you have mentioned this to me."
"... After I died, I wandered around the earth for a while, and at that time I entered the Antarctic by mistake. You know, the Antarctic was blocked by Britannia, and it was said that it monopolized the resource mining rights." Char deliberately blurred it out. A person's name, he didn't want to mention this person in front of Haman, "but that's a lie, I understood it the moment I got close. Although I didn't see it with my own eyes, but as an NT, I can feel that there is a presence under the ice. Some kind of powerful creature."
"Sea monster?" This was Harman's first reaction, because today's Char has been saying something like science fiction.
"It is a vast, magnificent, pure consciousness, and there is an absolute difference in 'quality' with the human soul." Minerva in his arms seemed to feel Char's unease, and raised his head to look at him, " The ignorant and decadent rulers thought that they had become gods by mastering technology, and they could seal this kind of thing under the ice and sit back and relax. A group of vulgar people, precisely because of human stupidity, greed, conceit, no matter how noble, will eventually be corrupted by bureaucracy Being engulfed by the ignorant masses, it is absolutely impossible to compete with such an absolute existence.”
Haman hopes that Char is making up stories, but NT cannot deceive each other.
"The earth is a trap that will eventually become a cage for all human beings. I don't know what means or methods are used, but no one can escape from all this, so we must go to the universe, this is the only way out." Xia tightened The little girl in her tight arms, "Do whatever it takes for this."
"Char?" Minerva couldn't understand what he was saying, but felt a little scared, and reached out a small hand to touch his face.
"The so-called NewType is a self-rescue of the human race. It is a temptation to get rid of the decayed old image and move towards a higher life form." Char grabbed Minerva's small hand and put it on his face, "But There is no time for a step-by-step evolution. I don't know when the final judgment will be, but human beings are already living one day less. There is no time to wait for the new human beings to slowly appear. It must be brought about by ourselves, even if it is the most extreme. method."
"The modification of the gamma ray laser gun went very smoothly." Harman knew that the most extreme method that Char said was referring to, "It is obviously a system to charge the solar sail of the spacecraft to keep humans away from the earth, but It has become a weapon aimed at the earth, but the purpose is subtly the same, it is really ironic. Char, don't you give her a proper name?"
"...Let's call it Genesis, how about it, Haman?" Char gave the answer after a little thought, "Instead of letting unknown creatures of unknown origin judge humans, it is better for us to create a brand new future ourselves."
"A very good name, full of the power of belief." Haman smiled with satisfaction, such a confident Char is the man he liked, "So far everything is going well, and some uranium mines are already being mined. Wait until Genesis. All completed, President Sarah will complete his mission. Human beings are forced to leave the earth, and you will dominate the future of the race, and it will be successful."
"Nothing is guaranteed to succeed. Excessive self-confidence will become a stumbling block for you. Haman, the smooth situation has made you careless." Char put Mineva on the lap and stood up. " I was walking a tightrope from start to finish, failure is impossible. If I fail, you can leave PLANT with Minerva, and don’t continue to be entangled in the whirlpool of politics.”
"Why? Don't you believe in my ability? Even if only I can continue your will."
"If I fail, it means that this road will not work, and it is meaningless to continue to entangle, and it is not good for Minerva's growth." Char took Minerva's little hand, "You must remember to educate her, so that she will not become Someone like the Zabi family. Let her be a good woman who has no prejudice and knows how to love."
"But isn't the human race going to end sooner or later? Where can we escape without PLANT?" Haman disagreed. "If what you said is true, can Minerva live to that time?"
"Go to the moon." Xia sighed regretfully again, "The only person who understands is there, I hope he knows what he is doing."
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"So what the hell am I doing?" Ed sighed weakly, now that what he was doing had nothing to do with science. It should be psychology, no, it is the field of metaphysics.
He fell asleep on the sofa listening to Lux's singing last night, and the girl even sat with him on the sofa for the whole night. When he woke up in the morning, the first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was Lux leaning on the sofa. Sleeping position on the sofa. He didn't come home until four in the morning, and Lux waited until four to comfort him, who was a little lost, and then made do with it on the sofa for the night. After getting up this morning, the girl made him breakfast as usual. No matter how he thought about it, he felt guilty.
However, due to the encouragement of the girl, he had the illusion that he could still fight, so he got up and found Roland and TurnA to start the second round of battle.
After repeatedly confirming with Roland, he got two bad news.
The first is that TurnX really doesn't exist. It has been decades since the discovery of the black technology ruins, and everything has been excavated and sorted out. Roland swears that although most of the things can't be shown to him, there is absolutely nothing called TurnX or something that looks like a TurnX part. .
The second is that TurnA cannot be shut down for a long time. This is not a recent thing, but it has been like this since Roland got TurnA. Usually the so-called shutdown or restart just resets the state of the operating system. The core energy cannot be turned off, whether it is the body itself or the core fighter.
The second point, in Ed's view, should also be the impact of the virus. In order for erosion to run smoothly, refusing to be cut off is an attribute of a good virus. Now that I think about it, it was the virus's credit for getting the nanoworms down so easily. Back then, he always felt that he had taken advantage of TurnA's loophole. For some reason, the nanoworm's defense system had no effective resistance. Now it seems that erosion has destroyed part of TurnA's functions at that time.
It is unrealistic to ask him to repair TurnA. He does not believe that he can kill the virus if he is killed. As a professional scholar, he dares to judge his own level. But maybe it's okay to struggle a bit and figure out a way to turn off TurnA's energy and put the virus on hold. At least this way, you don't have to worry about TurnA blowing up tomorrow, which is better than nothing.
But scientific methods can no longer be counted on, and he is now looking for clues in metaphysical methods. TurnA has more than 300 languages to choose from, which means there are more than 300 different crash screens, and Ed is watching them one by one. After reading these more than 300, my eyes are almost useless.
He himself has done the operating system of MS. Although the operating system he made usually only has more than a dozen languages to choose from, there must be simplified Chinese in it, and he will definitely add some hard-to-find easter eggs in the simplified Chinese interface, which is consistent with his bad taste in the paper of. As far as he knows, Dr. Minovsky is similar to him, adding some Easter eggs in his native language to his works during his lifetime.
It should be said that whether it is science or art, the more outstanding people in a certain field are, the more they like to add hidden private goods to their works, and the mother tongue is often the best soil for private goods to hide.
All Ed is doing now is praying that TurnA's operating system writer is as bad as he is, and trying to find the writer's native language from over 300 languages.
That's right, it has nothing to do with scientific research, this is pure metaphysics. The helpless Dr. Lingos shamelessly confronted Lux who encouraged him, and began to be a living horse doctor.
After tossing for an unknown period of time and changing nearly 300 languages in a row, when Ed felt that he was about to start having hallucinations, he finally found something so faint that he could barely see it and was different from other language interfaces. He even went to wash his face in case he was actually hallucinating.
"It must be teasing me." He thought it would be better for him to wash his face again, "Simplified Chinese?!"
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