Hao Ren knew that this group of ancient dead souls did not come to him for chatter, and as an inspector, he was also obliged to properly deal with the remnants of this extinct civilization, so he took the initiative to ask: "Is there anything I can do to help?"
"Strangers, we have no other choice but to turn to any passing traveler," the Tana's revenant aggregate hummed, "there are three shelters where we have stored our civilization, All of our culture, history, technology and knowledge is stored in it. Please take them away, to a place where someone can understand and read them. In their lifetime, the Tana people have not been able to explore the secrets of the stars, and now Our civilization is extinct, and we hope that at least someone will know that there was a civilization called 'Tana', even if only a symbol is left. This is the last of the Tana people's consciousness aggregate before losing itself. A wish, and this memory bank wishes it to come true."
"I have read from my workbook that 80% of extinct civilizations will have a similar wish before dying. 'Leave your own message' is a certain instinct of intelligent creatures," Hao Ren sighed. , "Okay, tell me the location of the repository, Alamanda's repository."
The Phantom informed Hao Ren of the situation of the Alamanda repository, and then expressed his thanks to Hao Ren. But just before the spiritual connection was about to be cut off, Hao Ren suddenly remembered that he still had some questions—this question had been haunting him for a whole day, and now it seemed that he had finally found someone who understood.
"I found two strange devices, they are two keys," Hao Ren tried his best to describe the two key stones he got from Igor and August, "...that's it, a triangular one, A circular one. Why do they have an effect called the 'seven-day curse'? Why can't you get rid of them after being entangled? Why do the keys return to the person within seven days, or the person leaves the key for more than seven days? Died unexpectedly?"
The aggregate of dead souls thought for a while: "You should be talking about the 'resonance stone' we use to control the equipment around us. The triangular one is the 'sound mark', and the round one is called the 'echo stone'. We don't know what causes people to die. The accident is where something went wrong, but the nature of the inevitable return of the 'Echo Stone' within seven days is actually a normal situation... "
Hao Ren was stunned for a moment: "Huh? It's normal to have such a scary function? What's the use of it?"
"It's an anti-theft feature."
Hao Ren: "..."
"The newer model of resonance stone has an identity binding system. After leaving the owner for a certain distance and after a certain period of time, the function of addressing and returning will be activated. Enter the serial number and password of the device to cancel this returning setting. Of course, you can also set it to Expose it to a strong magnetic field or other energy field, but this will clear the memory - of course you should not use that memory, which is usually used for recording music and photos."
Hao Ren: "..."
The curse that tormented old August for three centuries turned out to be a fucking anti-theft system! Hao Ren decided that he would never tell the truth to the unlucky old man in his life—anal fissure is bad enough, let's give the old man some spiritual comfort.
"Excuse me, is there any other question?" The soul aggregate was very patient, but Hao Ren really didn't want to say anything at this time: "No, thank you... I'll go back and practice the Three Views."
The chaotic spiritual world faded like a tide, and Hao Ren returned to the real world in a trance. He heard the data terminal yelling that it had found an ancient memory that could be read—while he thought he had been immersed in Tana's memory for hours, the real world seemed to have passed only a few seconds.
Lily's six senses were keen, and she was the first to sense that something was wrong with Hao Ren. Her ears trembled, and she turned her head alertly: "Landlord? What's wrong with you?"
"I saw the memory bank left by the Tana people." Hao Ren rubbed his forehead, and the mental fatigue quickly faded, "their memory fragments are still floating on this planet, and they have turned into some kind of invisible Something... hiss. This is really dizzy."
"You 'again' saw the memories of other creatures?" Vivian looked at Hao Ren in amazement, "This time they belonged to the Tana people? What did they say?"
"We're going back to Alamanda to take something from the city hall." Hao Ren nodded, "But we can talk about that later. What did you find?"
"A memory, more than 10,000 years old," Nangong Wuyue said, pulling out a pentagonal crystal plate from some kind of equipment nearby. Only the equipment on the Kameyan Station can be repaired."
The data terminal let out a sharp whistle: "It's the end! Don't you all follow that funny man!"
Everyone looked at the flying coaster silently, and the latter was stunned before he realized: "...Damn, what did this machine say just now..."
"Let's go, I promised to help take that thing away." Hao Ren shook his head and walked out first, "Just take it as a thank you for their gold—although there is not much difference between gold nuggets and bricks in this place .”
A group of people left this ancient observatory. Vivienne looked at the direction of the abandoned golden capital Alamanda, a little worried: "The angry spirits near the city may still be there, will we run into trouble?"
"The Wrath Spirit won't trouble us anymore," Hao Ren shook his head. He looked at the distant sky. After concentrating, his vision began to change. Countless floating colors and lines gradually appeared in the originally empty and monotonous sky—the magnetic field. , soul fragments, memory, and the ripples left by the angry spirit across the sky, that is another world that can only be seen from the perspective of the spirit body. That ancient memory has brought him unexpected gains, and the soul vision may be able to It will come in handy in the future, "I'm now a half member of 'them' - Wrath Spirit still has the ability to distinguish friend from foe."
Guided by ancient memories, Hao Ren led the crowd back to Alamanda. He could feel the angry spirit wandering around him, even if he didn't open his soul vision, he could still feel that there were countless wonderful energies watching him from the sky. Those Tana people who had lost their self-awareness seemed to still retain some instincts of intelligent creatures , They hovered blindly over the city, staring at a group of strangers stepping into their city, and suppressed the instinct of attack under some inexplicable sense of identity.
There is an almost completely collapsed domed building in the center of the city, which is the old city hall of Alamanda. Hao Ren released a few autonomous machines from his portable space, and asked them to clean up the metal debris accumulated on the ground, and then cut open four layers of thick armor plates, revealing the small body buried deep in the ground and wrapped in layers of super-strength alloy. Chamber of Secrets.
In the end, what was taken out was only a metal cylinder more than half a meter high and shimmering with lavender light. This is the storage room.
All the achievements of the entire civilization, all the information of the Tana people, including all the information they have been able to collect since they carved stones to record things, are here. Their words, art, history, philosophy, and thoughts about the universe and themselves are all condensed together. There are countless film and television materials and precious painting copies, as well as formulas and cognition of the world summed up by countless generations of scientists. There are also last words recorded by the last batch of Tana people to be handed over to later generations, and the entire civilization is compressed here.
Sixty-two centimeters and seventeen kilograms in weight.
"That's all." Hao Ren sighed, and solemnly put the cylinder into a metal safe deposit box. This metal safe deposit box is a special container equipped by the inspector, specially used to store those collections with special significance, such as The remains of a civilization.
He closed the lid of the safe deposit box, and typed a line of notes on it: Tanagus civilization, all information, yet to be coded.
"I don't know if one day the materials left after the extinction of human beings can fill this box." Hao Ren muttered.
"Oh, it depends on when it became extinct. If humans can't develop more sophisticated storage technology by then, perhaps the volume of this data will be huge, so large that it fills the entire cabin, and you must use translation equipment to compress it. Just a moment," the data terminal replied, "don't be emotional, this is the end of most civilizations—no matter how brilliant it was, how many achievements there have been, how many artists, philosophers, leaders, heroes, dictators, politicians... All of these things are nothing more than a few bytes in the end. Many things will eventually disappear. To the censor, these civilizations are destroyed by sudden disasters or slow civilization. It makes no difference, just like a patient dying in a hospital bed Same."
Hao Ren nodded: "Okay, let's go." (To be continued~^~)