The Record of Unusual Creatures

Chapter 809: Persevere until the last second

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In brilliant sunlight, a planet is fast approaching its demise.

The sun-facing side of Zhuomu is constantly bursting like fireworks under the sunlight. The thick rock formations melt, burst, and vaporize under the sun. They are torn off by gravity and sprinkled gorgeously and heroically into space. Billions of tons of stellar matter, heading towards the end of the planet in the most spectacular fashion. And on the dark side of Droam, a bridge of life is trying to save the civilization that once lived on this planet in the last six hours before the end.

The strata near the equator bloomed like flower buds, and countless huge tentacles between plants and animals meandered and extended between the crust, pushing aside those rock strata that were taller than the mountain peaks, and a mass of A structure made of flesh, plants, and machinery trembles slightly in the center of this huge "bud", and the red light it emits is now the most striking light on Zhuomu's backside.

This entire structure is like a gigantic flower of life, blooming in full bloom in this hellish world that is about to fall into the scorching sun.

The Giant Turtle Rock Terrace is like a silver-white flying bird. It dexterously hovers at the core of the "Flower of Life", connecting a large number of cables and pipes to the heart of the planet, and extracting the precious water like a hummingbird gathering honey. 1.6 billion souls of Tom.

A detection drone flying over the planet captured this spectacular and rare scene, and quickly sent it to the communications platform of the inspectors.

The censors often publish the videos recorded in their missions on this platform, and Hao Ren has gradually developed this habit now. Not to show off his achievements - there is no need to show off in front of his colleagues, he recorded and published these just to remember every step he took, and also recorded every civilization and every place he encountered Landscape: Because these landscapes are always easy to disappear.

Just like Zhuo Mu in front of him.

"The current progress is good, and the bandwidth is just enough." The data terminal has been paying attention to the transmission of the soul. "Thanks to Imperial Technology, we have known how to transcode the soul since many thousands of years ago, otherwise there is no need to upload and download the soul." So easy."

Hao Ren patted himself on the chest with some fear: "I really don't know what I would have done if I hadn't set up these drone groups..."

"If you want to show off your foresight, just say so," Lily said with a sideways look at him. Then he shook his tail, "But having said that... you really had a vision, Landlord. You can't usually see it at all."

Vivian smiled when she heard it: "Usually we don't see that you can graduate from Peking University four times."

As things progressed smoothly, the atmosphere in the spacecraft seemed to lighten up, and everyone started joking again. However, Hao Ren never took his eyes off the console during this process. At this critical moment, he didn't want any problems.

Time passed quietly like this, unbearably slow, Hao Ren didn't know how long he stared at the console. He only knew that Vivian brought a cup of tea to let him rest for a while, but soon he returned to the captain's seat. 1.6 billion human souls plus the soul of the eldest son, the amount of data is astonishing, even if the drone group optimizes the transmission structure as much as possible, it is impossible to completely transmit it in a short time. As time went by, the six-hour night on this side of the planet was gradually coming to an end, but the long bar on the console indicating the progress of the transmission was still not filled by nearly one-tenth. The atmosphere on the bridge immediately became tense again. Lily stared at the external monitor with wide eyes, and a flame appeared in the reflection in her eyes.

"The sun is rising!"

During the entire transmission process, the giant turtle rock platform has been hovering over Zhuomu's data release point synchronously. As the planet slowly rotated, and now it finally rotated to the position to meet the rising sun, a glaring and monstrous wall of fire appeared far in front of the spaceship.

The data terminal screamed: "There are still the last five percent!"

The majestic sun has appeared on the horizon. The horizon under the scorching heat ignited a raging "fire", which was not a real flame. It is the light curtain produced by refracting sunlight when the rock vapor is sprayed into the sky, but its temperature is more terrifying than ordinary flames. This wall of firewall began to move towards the data release point with an unwavering attitude, ablating the entire world along the way!

And together with the firewall, there is even more deadly star gravity. On the screen from the external monitor, the horizon in the distance bulges up weirdly as if being rolled up, and countless fine black matter floats up and flies towards the sun as if rising. The huge shock even started to destroy the structure of the data release point in advance. Around the "Flower of Life", the ground is collapsing, and huge sinkholes appear one after another. Meanwhile, the firstborn tentacles inside the data release point were quickly stained with a gray-black layer of death at a speed visible to the naked eye. The sunlight has finally burned through all the protective layers, and the tissues of this ancient creature are dying in large numbers.

However, its central nervous system is still working tenaciously. The connection progress is still displayed on the console. Although the progress is slow, it is undoubtedly advancing!

"Three percent!"

The sunlight continued to advance, and the outer shell of the giant turtle rock platform was finally dyed with a layer of golden-red light, and the fragile tissues inside the data release point were completely exposed to the scorching stars. Without the protection of the ground, everything started to ignite a raging "fire".

"One percent!"

The tentacles of the eldest son had already been ignited. Due to the thin oxygen, the burning process was weird and shocking. Tentacles that are hundreds of kilometers long emit strong light under the sunlight, and then directly turn into coke. This process advances at an astonishing speed, almost threatening the "heart" at the core of the data release point in the blink of an eye. However, the "heart" itself is still alive, and the remaining energy of the entire planet has been sent to this location, and it is sending the last bit of data to the host computer of the Giant Turtle Rock!

But at this moment, the data terminal suddenly exclaimed: "It's stuck!!"

Hao Ren didn't realize it all at once: "What's stuck?"

A lot of messy data flashed on the console holographic projection, and finally locked on an entry, the terminal shouted: "Nolan! Nolan's data and communication links are not compatible!"

At this moment, the sunlight had spread to the base of the "heart", which quickly entered the process of collapse under the high temperature. The surface of the indescribable tissue and organ was suddenly covered with tendons, and then it exploded in large pieces, and substances mixed with source blood, electrolyte, industrial grease, and flesh fragments erupted everywhere. Seeing this scene, Vivienne was even more anxious than Hao Ren: "What's going on?"

"The data link of the drone group is set to a special mode of transmitting souls, but we only landed the soul codes of the Drom and the eldest son," the terminal quickly explained, "Nolan—she is an AI!"

Hao Ren suddenly understood.

Although Nolan lives in a virtual world, she is not a member of that world at all, or to be precise, she is not a member of "creatures".

Her soul belonged to the machines that kept the Firstborn alive.

The data link established in a hurry by the drone swarm can only be used to transmit the souls of carbon-based creatures. This system forgot to leave a way for Nolan!

This is equivalent to forcibly sending data across the network when the protocol is not compatible. In any case, when the data arrives at the destination, only garbled characters will remain.

And even if the forced transfer is successful and Nolan's data is sent to the Crystal Nucleus Research Station, in the best case, the memory bank can only be sent away: a compressed file containing all of Nolan's memories. But not having a soul is equivalent to losing the executive program, and these data will no longer be able to run. Others may be able to see all of Nolan's life experiences from these data, but no matter how you read them, the girl named Nolan Neither will respond again.

Hao Ren stared blankly at the data release point that was rapidly collapsing, but his brain did not freeze. He squeezed out his last bit of wisdom, and suddenly asked the terminal loudly: "The only problem is that the transmission protocol is not compatible, right? The storage is No problem, right?"

"That's right..." The terminal was taken aback, "What do you want to do?"

Hao Ren didn't say anything, but quickly entered the last command on the console.

At this moment, he was extremely grateful for his hard work on weekdays, and he understood most of the operations of these high-tech equipment.

The moment the final command started to be executed, the sunlight finally completely enveloped the data release point, and the brilliant flames engulfed the last surviving tissue of the eldest son. After a few seconds, a huge explosion erupted from the lower layer of the data release point.

All parameters on the console are also cleared at the same time - everything is finally over. (to be continued~^~)