The road leading to the core area of the wreckage is unobstructed. Tavel is right. We walked on a passage for emergency escape. Due to the special design and high-strength structure, this passage miraculously maintained after the crash of the spaceship. complete. The only thing that hinders walking is the angle of this corridor: because the spaceship crashed obliquely on the ground, the entire space inside the spaceship presents a forty-five-degree angle. It was a long way to fly over, and I was stunned to get out of the dizzy effect on a straight road...
"This is the gate of the core area." In the end, a hexagonal alloy gate appeared at the end of the corridor. The gate could no longer be completely closed. The slightly twisted gate caused a crack of more than 20 centimeters to open in the center of the armor plate of the gate. Tavel stepped forward and pushed the gate, but found that it was not moving at all, "It seems that this must be destroyed."
Bingtis stepped forward and touched the gate that had stood for an unknown number of years, and the latter turned into dust in an instant. Sandora's eyes changed slightly. She wasn't touched by the destruction of the ancestor's relic, but seemed to think of something suspicious, but she didn't say anything, and just walked in first.
"Let's talk about how you got in at that time..." I twitched my head and asked Lilina a very idiot question, but in the next second I saw the washboard-like body shape of this resentful little girl, and Hanging on her wrist, the doll girl who was not much bigger than an SD doll instantly said, "Oh, I see."
Lilina looked angrily at Tavel, who had a good figure, Sandora, who had a good figure, and Bingtis, who had a super good figure, and even though she was not super good-looking, she was also developing normally, and her anger burned for a while. Yes, I patted my chest and walked inside: "Cut, what do you know, poor breasts are a rare resource, and sooner or later you will realize that candy bars are the mainstream, and flip and slide covers are a thing of the past..."
I was speechless for a while, and followed the last line into the control center of the spaceship.
The control center is large, with a style commensurate with the shape of the spaceship, but I can hardly see a shadow of "Xiling" from the strange equipment around me. The spaceship built by the creator is almost completely another style. If not all the surrounding materials have the information characteristics of the home world, I am afraid that Tavel and Sandora will not be able to connect this strange and weird spaceship with the origin of Xiling stand up. As a layman, I can't see too many technical details, and I don't know how many levels this ship is behind compared with the warships of the New Empire, but it can be clearly seen that this control center is completely for "mortals" "Preparation: It is a huge circular hall, neatly arranged seats and operation terminals occupy half of the hall space, and the thinking interactive operation console and the terminal position of the shipboard main engine cannot be seen. This is the biggest difference from the Empire’s active spaceship: this ship requires manual manipulation, and there are many operators. On the imperial spaceship, the onboard main engine almost assumes the role of the deputy captain, and the number of direct control personnel required by the imperial warship will be unimaginably small.
The assistant technicians immediately went to work with a cautious attitude. They began to examine the ancient equipment and try to figure out how they were started and the type of energy source. Although no one can explain how this "mortal artifact" has survived this terrifyingly long time and survived until now, the intact appearance of those consoles is still obvious. Do not explain things that cannot be explained for the time being, and finish the work that can be handled at hand: this is the consistent position of the Tavel team.
Sandora came to the seat closest to her. One of the creators used to sit here, but the ancestor who created the third god race in the void is no longer there. Seems like a weird controlling terminal. Sandra stretched out his hand to wipe off the dust on the operating table, revealing the light blue panel below. The material of the panel reminds me of a touch screen, and its shape is like an elongated hexagon.
"This shape is the only thing that has been passed down to this day." Sandora sighed softly, and I remembered the equipment on the imperial starship: most terminals have a hexagonal control crystal plate, and their material is Xiling Apostle One of the immortal substances created out of thin air that will not be eroded by time, has amazing solid texture and physical and chemical properties, which are countless times more advanced than the glass plate fixed on the steel platform in front of me, but the precision of the hexagon Scale across time and space, linking two generations, a proof of the immortal connection between this wreck and the Apostle of the Spirit: Destiny, what a wonderful thing.
"Where are the remains that the two little girls said?" Bingtis couldn't help reminding a group of people that they seemed to have been completely attracted by the ancient equipment at the scene. Of course, Sandora didn't forget about it, but I don't know why she didn't bring it up until now, but instead seemed to be deliberately diverting her attention to the ancient equipment and other messy things in the control center.
"Could it be that you're shy about the nostalgia?" Bingtis glanced at Sandora with great interest, and suddenly said playfully, "Oh, the word "near the nostalgia" doesn't seem to be used in this way...but don't worry about the details."
"It's over here!" Lilina ran to the side and waved to us. Sandora wanted to say something, but she couldn't care about it now. In order to show that she wasn't "crowded", she ran over immediately, and I followed her closely, and then saw where the "body" Lilina was talking about was.
What is unexpected is that there is a "sleep cabin" in a place like the control center!
Well, it might be something like a medical cabin, an ambulance cabin, an escape cabin, etc. In short, at the edge of the control hall, there are countless containers neatly arranged around the circular wall. I saw them when I first came in, but at the time I thought they were some kind of control terminal or decoration. If it wasn't for Lilina's strong sense of anything related to life (including remains), the first time We discovered the secrets of these containers when we arrived, and perhaps we will not be able to discover that these containers contain the remains of the Creator until after the entire ship has been scanned.
These containers are elongated hexagons, roughly similar to the coffins used by the ancient Egyptians (maybe the coffin style is also part of Xiling civilization?), and their size seems to be used by only one person. Their appearance is pitch-black, and they are fully enclosed alloy boxes, placed vertically, and half-buried inlaid on the circular wall of the control hall. Like all the equipment in the hall, these "sleep chambers" have no light on the surface, and the interior is silent: their energy supply has long been terminated, although for unknown reasons, they have existed for a time far beyond the limit of matter, but no one will It is hoped that the people in these containers are still alive.
"There is no life response," Sandra stroked the surface of the container closest to her with her hand, speaking of a self-evident conclusion, and then she looked around the entire hall, counting the number of all dormant cabins in an instant, " If I'm not mistaken, the number of people in these dormant pods and the control center corresponds. These small pods seem to have independent power and navigation mechanisms, and I also scanned structures that resemble thrusters, which makes them more like escape pods. The creation of these devices by the creators in the control center may indicate that…”
"They live in an era when they need to abandon the ship to escape at any time, and even the control center is not safe." Tavel's mass projection came over at some time, she looked at the small cabin in front of her, "Your Majesty, I need to open one to have a look Is it?"
Sandora frowned, and it took a long time to make up her mind: "Be careful, don't destroy the remains of the ancestors."
A "sleep cabin" was disassembled very smoothly, and it was only connected to the wall behind by a tenon and an energy line. Just as Sandora said, these cabins were designed to be separated from the mothership. escaped. The senior assistant technicians carefully laid the container flat on the ground, which kicked up a cloud of dust. The opening and closing mechanism of the container has been completely damaged, so it can only be disassembled violently. When the flash of the cutting beam was swimming around the container, I noticed that Sandora clenched her fists nervously.
Then, the lid of the container was carefully opened.
A tall man with a slightly gray beard and hair lay quietly inside, wearing some kind of ancient military uniform that we don't know, with a peaceful expression, just like before his death.
It was not a shriveled corpse, not bones, not weathered and tattered clothes, but a middle-aged officer who looked as if he had just fallen asleep. Ancestor Ling, history is approaching in such a "young" appearance, which makes me feel a strong sense of disobedience. He doesn't look like he's been dead for a long time, I even feel... as if he just lay down in this hibernation escape pod a few minutes ago, and then he was about to be suddenly awakened by us.
"This is the creator..." Sandora said in a surprised tone, maybe she didn't expect the person in the container to be like this, then her eyes shone slightly, and she switched to the data analysis mode, "Sure enough... Unexplainable situations exist here as well."
"what happened?"
I saw the strange expressions of Sandora and Tavel, and couldn't help asking.
"Secular matter is impossible to be immortal," Tavel replied in a deep voice, "that's why we use information materialization technology to manufacture imperial equipment, in order to make those extraordinary materials withstand the impact of time. Secular matter... use your easiest To understand the example, you should also know the effect of molecular osmosis, and many other factors that cause the decay, weathering and degeneration of matter. As long as you are in a normal environment, everything in the world will slowly change, even if there is only one atom in a universe , it always has a moment of decay. However, this spaceship, the remains of the creator in front of us, and the home matter we found in the asteroid belt all transcend 'time'. Theoretically, it is."
"They are in an inexplicable 'immortal state'," Sandora continued, "It's not that time has stopped, but time can't change their 'state'. They are like snapshots, fixed in a certain state. Under the 'normal order', they repeat the basic evolution over and over again, and every short period of time, they perform a self-'refresh' on the micro level. This leads to all of these things in front of us showing an unbelievably intact state, almost as if they just came from It’s like escaping from the world of my hometown…”
"What's even more incredible is that in this state of microscopic immortality, they still evolve according to normal laws at the macroscopic level." Tavel easily crushed a metal protrusion on the corner of the dormant cabin with his fingers, "As you can see , it can be destroyed macroscopically, and it will not be restored by 'refreshing'. But on a microscopic level, its atoms no longer decay, no longer change sex, even if countless billions of years pass by, it still maintains... The appearance of the home world when it left. It is precisely because of this that the home matter we have measured is much 'younger' than their theoretical lifespan. Theoretically, it is."
I quickly understood the meaning of these words, and looked at Tavel and Sandora in amazement: what they were talking about was the reason why the home world has survived against the rules, and it is also the reason why the ancient wreck in front of us is still alive after countless years. Immortal cause. This question was still very troublesome a few hours ago, but Tavel and Sandora would have figured it out now.
"Conjectures about microscopic immortality have already been produced," Tavel explained why she suddenly became enlightened. "It's just that there are only primitive substances on the side of the asteroid belt, and those substances come from the same area. They can be preserved to this day. The small-scale distortion of the world does not have corroborating value. But the spaceship here and the remains of the creator all present the same 'immortal' state, and this subordinate's guess has been confirmed. Just now, my subordinate and Shando His Majesty Ra had a short discussion, thinking that since even the body of the creator is in this strange 'immortal state', it is very likely that the entire home world is in the same state. Theoretically, it is."
It turned out that Tavel had already had a vague guess, but she did not say it out of the cautious attitude of a scientist because it was unverifiable. As expected, she is indeed the best researcher in the New Empire, and her reasoning ability is quite strong.
"Next, we need to verify these conjectures through experiments," Tavel said seriously, "let these substances go through time to see if they are eternal. The subordinates have ordered the laboratory to prepare time acceleration chambers, and soon soon..."
"What's the trouble?" I casually pointed to Qianqian who was squatting on the ground and playing backgammon with Viska not far away. Something went wrong."
Tavel was dumbfounded.
Of course, the remains of the ancestors cannot be used as experimental subjects, so Tavel asked her assistant to take out the material samples collected from the wreckage of the spaceship and the material samples extracted from the asteroid belt, and hand them over to Qianqian for the acceleration experiment, and Shan Dora ordered the engineers to carefully dismantle all the dormant cabins in the hall and prepare to transport them back to the base. There are people in each of these hibernation pods. According to the status of the spacecraft and the fact that the dormant cabin was closed but failed to eject, Sandora tried to trace back what happened to the ship that year:
The spaceship suffered severe damage (probably the abyss, but since there is no abyss residual reaction on the spaceship, it may also be a secondary space disaster caused by the abyss, let's ignore this for now), but the creators still have enough time to react, so They were all transferred to the hibernation cabin for escape. However, fate made a joke for the people on this ship. Perhaps at the moment when the escape capsule was about to be ejected from the ship, the power section of the spacecraft finally failed: a violent explosion tore it in half.
The control signal of the spacecraft was suddenly interrupted, causing all the escape pods to fail to start normally. Although good protective measures protected the bodies of the creators in the pods, they never woke up again.
The wreckage of this ship should have drifted in the home world for a long time at first—it couldn’t have crashed in the void, otherwise it would have been assimilated long ago—and then arrived with the flash of space 20,000 years ago. this universe.
After a while, looking at the busy scene of everyone in front of me, I suddenly remembered something, and it was of great importance, so I jumped to the side of Sandora who was supervising the soldiers moving the dormant cabin in two steps: "By the way, girl, do you think there will be coordinates of the home world on the navigation console of this ship?!"
I have a good idea: any normal spaceship that can fly out of the world must have a navigation host, right? Although the creators' technology is not very high, it is also compared with today's Xiling apostles. In terms of absolute technological level, they are already advanced civilizations that can jump out of the void. They must know how to accurately calibrate their home world—our current world This spaceship is huge in size and has ample living space. It looks more like an exile ark than a battleship, and there is a device in its middle section that is suspected to be an order field generator, so the original design of this ship is for void navigation. , I have countless reasons to convince myself that this ship carries the coordinates of my hometown world.
Even if the home world is about to be wiped out, the creator will enter the coordinates that will theoretically become blank soon into the navigation host of the spacecraft, I think so.
Sandora's eyes seemed to light up, but soon she sighed, saying that the facts are definitely not so optimistic:
"The 'position' of the world in the void is not eternal, and each world changes its coordinates at a very slow rate. Under normal scales, this change is negligible, and the void navigation database only changes every million years. All are updated at once, but the home world has passed millions of years ago...you understand."
I blinked, trying to put aside the messy associations in my mind about the theory of continental drifting plates, and then sighed in disappointment.
"What are you thinking?" I saw that Sandora's eyes fell on the ancestral dormant cabins again, and she had a thoughtful look on her face, so I couldn't help asking curiously.
"If they are materially immortal," Sandora said each word, "does it mean... we can resurrect these ancestors..." RS