While the two data terminals were happily exchanging feelings, Hao Ren's side was already busy.
Originally, there was only one set of equipment for analyzing angry spirits on Juguiyantai, but after learning about Santu Su IV, he immediately ordered the shipboard factory to work overtime to manufacture a new set. In terms of efficiency, it doesn't take much time to manufacture such a device with a blueprint. Hao Ren took the new set of equipment out of the portable space, installed the energy core on it, and adjusted it. There was a soft humming sound in the equipment immediately, and a faint light began to emit from the bowl-shaped groove in the center of the equipment.
"Now put the spirit of anger into this, and you can read its data," Hao Ren pointed at the device, "but according to our several experiments, the read data will be very confusing, not only the memory of spirit of anger is included, It also includes its own 'existence data', just like a messy hard disk, all storage files and system files are shuffled into bytes and stuffed together, even if it is read, it is meaningless."
Galazore looked at the equipment that Hao Ren took out with great interest: "It's a very delicate thing... It won't hurt to try it."
As she spoke, she controlled the magic stones to float towards this side, and the strong magnetic field formed by the magic stones dragged the angry spirit to the top of the analyzer like an invisible container. After careful docking, the violent light was transferred to the groove without any danger.
The analysis module of the device went online immediately, and amidst a burst of buzzing, it began to read the information of the angry spirit.
Nangong Wuyue watched nervously, every time something related to the angry spirit would remind her of her missing parents, and she was very nervous every time. The people around had known about this siren girl's troubles for a long time, and they all ran away vigilantly before that, but this time no one was caught by May's tail...
"Roll" was restlessly dangling on one leg beside her, staring at the faint light from the instrument in operation. The static environment here made her a little nervous and restrained for no reason. Hao Ren noticed the cat girl's Responding, he stretched out his hand and pressed the latter's head: "Don't move around."
Thanks to the reading program of the last angry spirit, this set of equipment runs more smoothly. In addition, the "health level" of the wrath sample provided by Galazore was better than the one captured by Hao Ren, so some data was extracted soon. The holographic projection of the analyzer began to show some bizarre pictures and character strings, which were refreshed rapidly. It feels high-tech and, as always, useless.
"I knew it would be like this," Hao Ren shrugged. "It was the same when I read another angry spirit before. There can only be garbled characters."
Galazore looked at the confusing symbols thoughtfully, and suddenly muttered, "Wait a minute...it doesn't have to be garbled characters."
Hao Ren immediately looked up at her.
"Although I don't have as much experience as you in contact with angry spirits, I have more experience than you in other areas." Galazore pointed to those gibberish symbols, "Look at these symbols... Although there is no pattern, there are some things that are Recurring. Like markers. And then there are these images. A chaos, but these images are continuous, and they should form some kind of... image."
Hao Ren stroked his chin: "Well, I've thought about what you said, but it doesn't make sense to mark and connect these continuous parts and repeated parts. It's still a mess. At most, it will change from a static mosaic to an animated mosaic. It's — there's a gross difference."
Galazore shook his head: "This at least proves that information is not meaningless. The existence of laws means the existence of data. The problem is not with these data, but with the way we read them."
Hao Ren quietly waited for the next sentence. Galazore closed his eyes and meditated. The dragon has served as Inquisitor for thousands of years, and has seen many worlds and many races, and her knowledge is the most valuable asset. After some recollections, the Dragon Queen opened her eyes: "I remembered a strange race I met a long time ago. They were infected with a very special disease called nonlinear memory disease."
Lily's ears perked up: "Nonlinear?"
She has a straight head, so she is very sensitive when she hears the word "non-linear".
"That's right, non-linear," Galazoll nodded, "It can also be called 'disordered memory disorder'. The memory is not in sequence, and there is no concept of time before and after. The memory of the patient is like a plane, all The information is all placed on the same layer. Yesterday’s events are mixed with today’s events, and childhood events are also mixed with adult events. When the disease is mild, it can still distinguish the memory in units of years, but after severe disease, it is completely messed up Even the memory of a second or so will be mixed together, byte by byte. Do you know what consequences this will cause?"
Hao Ren imagined it for a while, and broke out in a cold sweat: "They can't think at all."
"Yes, the essence of the disease is the loss of the ability to sort out memories, so that people with the disease feel like everything is happening at the same time, from their first fall as a child to every detail of their childbirth. It’s all piled up together. Advanced patients are like vegetative people lying on the bed and can’t move, their brains are full of memories, but because they lack an index table, they can’t do anything, and they don’t even know what they are thinking.”
Hao Ren thought of the files in the computer hard drive: the files that were originally arranged according to the date of creation suddenly lost all time stamps, so the entire folder would be a mess. He knew what Galazore wanted to say: "You said that the memory of Wrath Spirit is non-linear?"
"I'm so skeptical, but I'm not sure," Galazore frowned, "The race I mentioned has a non-linear memory due to illness, and if the Wrath Spirits are born with this kind of condition...how can they live? I can't even imagine how to generate thinking activities under non-linear memory."
"Don't forget that they are 'angry spirits'," Hao Ren said quickly, "they are actually dead, the eldest son destroyed the self-awareness of these spirit creatures... I understand what's going on, the eldest son is destroying the self-awareness of the angry spirits At the same time, it also destroys the sorting part of their memory, causing all information to be piled up in disorder. We should first find a way to build an index table for the spirit of anger, and then we can reorganize useful information, instead of burying our heads What code to decode."
"How to proceed?" Galazore looked at Hao Ren, "The difficulty of reorganizing this information without an index table is no less difficult than reorganizing a city from a piece of yellow sand."
Hao Ren didn't know what to do. His knowledge in these professional fields was not as good as that of Galazore, but the data terminal suddenly floated over from the side: "We don't have to use timetables for indexing. You can try some Other algorithms—now at least there are ideas.”
Hao Ren immediately moved away from the console: "Okay, let's try."
The data terminal embedded itself on the console of the analyzer, and a burst of blue light quickly appeared on the surface, and then the data and images on the surrounding holographic projections began to refresh at an even more alarming speed, and gradually changed. Some symbols were extracted separately, and then a new entry was created under it. Hao Ren couldn't understand what this was doing, but he knew that the data terminal was already trying to compile a directory for Nuling's memory.
This directory is not necessarily arranged in chronological order, but may also be arranged according to the size of the data package or the similarity of the data-for a creature that has been dead for more than 10,000 years, it is not necessary to know everything he has experienced Exact time, just know what happened to him and list them all.
"It seems to have worked." Nangong Sanba suddenly said with a serious expression.
Hao Ren stared at the holographic projection: "Can you see it?"
"No, I guessed, I was just pretending to be tough."
"..."
But Nangong Sanba guessed right, the new algorithm did start to work.
The blue light on the surface of the data terminal dissipated, and it popped out of the groove with a click, with a pleasant tone: "It's done. This machine has reset the retrieval method. There is a problem with our previous decoding idea, what it needs is not decoding at all."
Hao Ren looked at the analyzer in surprise: "Can it be read now?"
"Reading, because the algorithm is still not very perfect, so the reading speed and accuracy are not very high, but at least it can read useful things, which is better than before," said the data terminal happily and proudly , "Now we can start work on sample No. 1."
(Xi Yan has just published a new book, titled "Echoes of the Wall of Heart", I wonder if some readers know her... I hope everyone will support her, readers who like delicate writing style and imaginative and different worlds can read it. Also ask for a monthly ticket —I didn’t forget this time!) (to be continued~^~)