Your universe is so fragile

Chapter 102 Exchange of Information
Zhang Zicheng pressed the opponent and asked the system: "Can you understand her language?"

The system said: [Yes, language logic is a simple semiotics, as long as it does not involve the amount of information overflowed by dimensional crushing, it is not complicated in itself. 】

Afterwards, Zhang Zicheng heard the content translated in real time by the system using the voice of the other party, the same as in the low-dimensional communication before.

However, as the other party's words of begging for mercy were translated, Zhang Zicheng was stunned.

"Don't kill me! I can teach you the technology of controlled nuclear fusion, please don't kill me..."

Looking at the little girl in animal skin and the sobbing content of the other party's begging for mercy, Zhang Zicheng doubted his ears a little, or maybe the system was working on him.

Is this a stalk of playing "Civilization 6"?A primitive tribe shared with you the technology of controlled nuclear fusion?
"Are you sure you know what you're talking about? Controlled nuclear fusion? Are you going to draw it for me?"

Zhang Zicheng couldn't help asking.

The other party doesn't have any electronic parts on his body, so is it possible to use a stick to draw on the ground for yourself?

Controlled nuclear fusion is not some martial art secret, it is a specific technology rather than an abstract formula.Not to mention controllable nuclear fusion, if you want to fully express uncontrollable nuclear fusion, you need to describe it in drawings. It is not super complex and precise information that can be reproduced by individuals with their brains.

But the other party didn't have a system, and obviously couldn't understand Zhang Zicheng's words, and started talking nonsense.

"Controllable nuclear fusion doesn't work, space stripping technology? Primarch enhancement technology? Restring matrix? Huh... I'll give you whatever you want, let go, mom save me..."

The more Zhang Zicheng listened, the more speechless he became, but he didn't completely disbelieve him, after all, he didn't know anything about the other party.Even though the other party looks like a primitive person in her clothes, the time and space bubbles she enters and exits are quite convincing, at least it shows that she is not an ordinary mental patient.

It's a pity that the power of the system is not enough to vibrate the air. It communicates with itself completely by making a sound in its head. Naturally, it can't act as a two-way translator, so it can't communicate in real time.

However, Zhang Zicheng still planned to give it a try, and said to the system: "Let me explain the content, you help me translate it into the other party's language, and I will repeat it."

The system expressed its understanding and said: [Okay, please start. 】

Zhang Zicheng thought for a while, and whispered to himself: "I won't hurt you, but I have something to ask you, don't run away, or I will lock you up next time I catch you."

The system used the other party's language to read it in Zhang Zicheng's mind. Although the sentence was a bit long, the brain after spiritual enhancement, not to mention the memory, at least the short-term memory has become very strong. Zhang Zicheng is like a tape recorder He also recited this sentence.

"Rocarta is paid, Stankos Rosa..."

Zhang Zicheng amplified the volume this time, and in order to show friendliness, his hands also relaxed.

It's just that because he spoke this language for the first time, he didn't understand the grammar and vocabulary at all. It was just a translation of the mechanical retelling system, so it was very awkward to speak, more like Chinese empty ears.

The thin little girl froze when she heard the voice, turned her head back desperately in disbelief, and said tremblingly in disbelief: "You, you, you, you can speak Pan language? How is it possible? How could anyone on this planet speak Pan language?" Yinxin words?"

It seems that they are not primitive people.

But this made the other party's dress look even weirder.

Zhang Zicheng's curiosity was indeed aroused, and seeing that the other party had no intention of resisting, he completely let go of his restraint.

Sure enough, after being free, compared to fleeing from this dangerous man, the thin girl was more curious about him being able to speak her mother tongue. She suppressed her panic, got up from the ground, and asked excitedly, "Did you escape from another direction?" Pan people?"

As she spoke, she took a closer look at Zhang Zicheng's appearance, then shook her head in disappointment: "No, no, you are a male human on this planet..."

As she said that, her eyes lit up, and she even leaned forward, grabbed Zhang Zicheng's hand, and said with great anticipation: "Could it be that you are a local...local resident who has been in contact with other Pan people? My compatriots have taught you ours. language?"

Zhang Zicheng shook his head, and said in broken Pan language: "No, I just have a translation technology, and I can understand all the symbolic languages ​​woven by vibrating the air with the vocal cords."

"That's it..." The other party let go of his hand in disappointment, only then did he realize that he was too close to the other party, and quickly took two steps back to create a short distance.

Fortunately, she retreated in the opposite direction of the space-time bubble, otherwise Zhang Zicheng would have stopped her directly.

I saw this thin girl pulling the animal skin on her body a little uneasy, to cover up her hidden parts better, and she couldn't help showing some embarrassment on her face.

Through these few details, Zhang Zicheng felt a little heavy.

The sexual characteristics of the first and second developments are almost the same as those of humans, and they have a physiological mechanism for blushing to express embarrassment, not to mention the facial features and fingers that are almost indistinguishable from humans.

All human organs that receive intelligence and use tools are all exactly the same. If there is no reproductive isolation, it is absolutely fine for human beings.

But Zhang Zicheng has already confirmed through a brief exchange that the other party is definitely not from Earth... Other possibilities, whether it is aliens or people from parallel worlds, all show that this is another race that is completely based on 'humans'.

This made Zhang Zicheng not only sigh secretly.

He just communicated with the system not long ago, and concluded that if the non-earth intelligent race is still human, then it is very likely that it is also the result of being influenced by high-dimensional information.

In order to verify this conjecture, Zhang Zicheng has been anxiously researching various Galactic Empire technologies during this time, and wants to quickly find the low-dimensional aliens in the exploration system, so as to confirm whether the other party is human.

As a result, his front-end technology had just started, and he encountered this non-earth human being.

At this moment, Zhang Zicheng seemed to really understand the mood of those low-dimensional people in the universe where the system was born.

But even though he was in a bad mood because of the appearance of the other party, Zhang Zicheng was still very curious about this person's origin and experience, as well as the appearance of that space-time bubble.

So Zhang Zicheng asked, "What have you experienced? Where did you come from? Alien planet or parallel world?"

As he said that, he turned his head to look in the direction of the space-time bubble. Even though the naked eye as a human cannot directly observe it, he can still obtain its position through the dragonfly drone.

So he pointed his thumb at the time-space bubble behind him, and Zhang Zicheng raised his eyebrows and asked, "What the hell is this thing?"

The thin girl was surprised and said: "You can still see the bulging of the space-time pocket? There is no long-term space-time sensory training, or even genetic enhancement. Very few creatures can perceive the microscopic changes in time-space with the naked eye, especially It is even more difficult for the natives..."

Zhang Zicheng raised his eyebrows, looking at the other party dressed like a savage, he wondered who is the native.

But he is not a person who can be irritated by such words. After all, it seems that he really comes from some high-tech world.

But Zhang Zicheng suddenly remembered what happened when the dragonfly drone wanted to go in.

Only the super white blood cells in the dragonfly drone entered this space-time pocket...

Could it be that this thing is the same as the time machine in the "Terminator" series of movies, only organic life can enter it?

This also explains why the other party wants to break off fresh branches directly instead of picking up dead wood and dead leaves when they light a fire.

Just as Zhang Zicheng was guessing, the thin girl seemed to have sensed that her speech was inappropriate, so she quickly stopped talking.

Then she changed the subject in embarrassment, and began to answer the questions Zhang Zicheng had asked before.

"I come from a planet called the 'Heart of the Galaxy'...Of course, the position of our planet is actually in the middle of the seventh arm of the Milky Way, not in the center of the Milky Way. This is just a way of naming based on our culture. "

Originally, he just wanted to change the subject, but as he talked, the other party's mood became obviously lost.

Narrating her own background obviously brought her a lot of mental pressure, but Zhang Zicheng still hoped to get an answer rather than taking care of the other party's mood, so he just looked at the other party in silence and did not make a sound to comfort her.

Fortunately, after the other party stabilized his mood, he recovered and did not continue to answer. Instead, he looked at Zhang Zicheng curiously and asked, "What about you? What is the name of your planet?"

Zhang Zicheng raised his eyebrows and asked back: "Don't you know? Judging from your tone, it seems that you think you are from some advanced civilization world. Why are you all looking for food in the forest here, and you don't even know the name of this planet? "

The other party was not angry, but just sighed and said: "I really don't know... If we can control this pocket of time and space, we won't end up where we are today."

As she spoke, she raised her head, arranged her hairstyle as much as possible, then put her hands in the middle of her chest, bowed slightly to salute, and introduced herself: "I'm sorry, I was too excited before, so I forgot to introduce myself. My The name is the empty ring, and it comes from a planet called the Milky Way."

Zhang Zicheng wanted to call himself Si Chen, but when he opened his mouth, he suddenly stopped.

This is the first time for me to communicate with others in high-dimensionality. Although I am not sure whether the other person uses his real name, Zhang Zicheng still wants to distinguish his real name from his low-dimensional name.

Although the name of Si Chen was used for other players, it was also for functional considerations, and there was no plan to communicate with them in depth. Most of the attention paid to them was due to the low-dimensional actions of this group of people.

In the end, Zhang Zicheng still said softly: "My name is Zhang Zicheng, and I come from the earth."

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Zhang Zicheng still restricted the opponent's actions, he didn't let her go back into the pocket of time and space, and he didn't have the idea of ​​going in by himself.

After all, they just met each other not long ago, so Zhang Zicheng naturally couldn't trust the other party. He had to confirm that it was absolutely safe before entering the time-space pocket to check the environment inside.

But unexpectedly, Kong Huan was not dissatisfied with this arrangement, and put on the coat that Zhang Zicheng took off very naturally, and even felt a sense of relief.

Even when Zhang Zicheng took her to his studio, Kong Huan looked extremely happy, as if he didn't care about the pocket of time and space floating around.

It is already the darkest time before dawn, and even those who stay up late have gone home to sleep, and there is no nightlife in the small county.

Therefore, on the way back to the studio, Zhang Zicheng met no one. He was accompanied by a suspicious behavior of a little girl in a male coat, and there were no witnesses. He returned to the residence very smoothly.

After Zhang Zicheng returned to the studio with an empty ring, he immediately threw a short sleeve and shorts to the other party.

After the other party changed, he turned around and saw that the clothes made of rough animal skins had been thrown on the ground, and Kong Huan had finally lost the savage temperament on his body.

Zhang Zicheng pinched his nose and threw the two animal skins out of the studio. The fat on them had not been shaved clean, and the smell was very unpleasant.

Although he could smell this smell along the way, as a man, Zhang Zicheng was not so unacceptable, but it was best to be able to block the smell.

"Aren't you afraid you won't be able to go back?" Zhang Zicheng returned to the studio, washed his hands at the sink, and asked casually.

Since Kong Huan still smelled bad, Zhang Zicheng didn't allow her to lie on the bed, but Kong Huan sat on Zhang Zicheng's soft computer chair and let out a long and comfortable breath.

Hearing this, she was taken aback: "Where are you going back?"

Zhang Zicheng raised his eyebrows. There was only one chair in the studio, so he sat on the bed and said across the table, "Your space-time pocket."

Hearing this, Kong Huan let out an oh, and lay back down again, and said lazily, "It doesn't matter... It took me nearly ten months to finally find a room with an exit, and the ghost wants to go back there What a ghost place..."

"If it wasn't for the fact that you people on Earth are too much, you still want to tie me up with iron chains, and you still want to treat me... I just don't bother to go back to that damned place these days."

This answer was beyond Zhang Zicheng's expectations. Kong Huan's attitude towards the space-time pocket did not meet all his previous expectations.

This made Zhang Zicheng even put aside the questioning of the deceased that the police said before, and instead focused on the pocket of time and space.

"You said you don't want to go back? I thought it was the vehicle you used to travel across the galaxy."

"Transportation? That's not it..." Kong Huan's tone dropped again: "It's just another hell to escape from hell."

As she said that, there was a sudden sound of "Goo~~~" from her stomach.

Zhang Zicheng was silent for a moment, then suddenly stood up.

Kong Huan was taken aback, almost fell off the chair, scrambled and hid behind the chair, and said vigilantly: "You...you don't want to lock me up to do that too, do you? No, I I don't know how the earth is, but I am still a minor on our planet..."

Zhang Zicheng ignored him, and went straight into the small kitchen made of a partition in the studio, and started to work tinkly.

After a while, a bowl of instant noodles was placed on the table in front of the computer chair.

Zhang Zicheng looked at Konghuan calmly, and said, "Have you not consumed carbohydrates for a long time? Eat it quickly."

The aroma of carbohydrates and seasonings almost instantly made the saliva in Konghuan's mouth start to secrete. She couldn't even control it, a little flowed out from the corner of her mouth, and she wiped it off quickly.

"But... after you finish eating, I don't want to continue to ask and answer. I can tell you the general situation of this planet, and you also tell me your origin, your experience, and everything in that space-time pocket. "

Zhang Zicheng looked at Konghuan who had already focused all his attention on the instant noodles: "Is it a deal?"

(End of this chapter)