Spore Story

Chapter 870 Theory and Dreams

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The chaotic and orderly Pengzu low-orbit clearing operation went smoothly, or so smoothly that the Pengzu side spent more than a full month in fear.The members of the monitoring system even dared not close their eyes to monitor the Zerg's every move in real time, for fear that they had prepared something dangerous.

But as time went by, the facts seemed to prove that it was nothing more than friends' unfounded worries.

Even so, of course, no one sees any harm in these cautious moves.Because this is a waste of manpower and time at most, but if there is a problem, then there will be no manpower and time to waste.

While thinking this way, most of the friends are still carrying out their respective work step by step, working hard in their respective positions like screws, promoting the expansion of the space factory of the friend family, the expansion of the space fleet of the friend family, and the expansion of the space fleet of the friend family. The low-orbit and high-orbit satellite launches of the Zhefen family are expanding, driving everything...

The emptiness sitting by the teahouse is a rare leisure.

At this moment, instead of looking for those acquaintances to chat and hang out, he came to the Central Library of Xinpeng Island rarely, borrowed a few paper books on the cutting edge of Pengzu theory, and began to review them with great interest.

All this seemed ordinary, but after reading the theory for a while, he quickly stopped other multitasking activities, and devoted himself wholeheartedly to the theoretical book in front of him.Even after reading for a while, I directly connected to the Pengzu network's big Pengzu database, and looked through all the research materials of the Pengzu system stored in it.

After the whole clan started networking and used external memory crystals as the secondary storage unit for data, the latest theories and conjectures drawn by various research units will be conveniently stored in this big friends database.

Only the content that has been verified and determined not to be revised in the short term will be converted to paper books and used as library collections.

But now, on the title of the book in Kong Huan's hand, there are two words in the Chinese language: Quantum.

The proposal of quantum theory in Pengzu changed hands through fantasy, and he was very clear about this.But the reason why he changed his hand to propose this thing at the beginning was because after the atomic theory, microelectronic theory, and wave-particle duality and other physical knowledge were proposed and promoted within the Pengzu, the civilization control center appeared to be able to study this theory. project.

In line with the idea that the basic theory is to be constantly improved and developed at the same time, he asked the civilization control center that was free at that time to conduct research on it.

But at that time, the progress of the research was no more than 30%, because there were more important and more realistic gravitational theories that needed to be perfected, so the data had to be transferred to manual research, freeing up the research position of the civilization control center.

This is an expanded function after the upgrade of the Civilization Control Center, which allows the illusion to obtain most of the theory that has been researched when using the Control Center to study more than half of something but has to stop, so as not to waste the research time of this theory To waste.

And the reason for stopping the study of quantum mechanics is only because in the memory of ordinary human beings, although this theory is well-known in the human world, it is often used as a science fiction theory rather than a practical application theory. As for the research on this theory that he subconsciously thinks, it may not be time yet.

Unexpectedly, after being handed over to the Pengzu Technology Department by him, quantum mechanics soon derived branches related to energy, mental power, and even consciousness, which made the Pengzu gently untie the consciousness for the first time. A corner of a heavy veil.

But even so, after all, most of these branches are still on the conjecture and cannot be transformed into reality, so Kong Huan didn't pay too much attention to it. It wasn't until Kong Huan had a dream the night before that he brought up this theory again. interest, and began to pay attention to the most cutting-edge related conjectures on the Internet.

...Dream backtracking...

The drowsy Kong Huan clearly knew that he was in a half-dream and half-awake state, but as an elder of the Peng Clan, if he didn't take the initiative to do some work, he would actually have a lot of free time.In addition, at this time, he felt completely weak in his body, as if he hadn't moved for a long time, which made people feel groggy.

So, he decided to keep sleeping.

Maybe it's just laziness, but he really didn't want to get up, so he let his body sink into the soft bed, thinking about the dream that he seemed to have but didn't seem to have before, hoping to continue doing it.

But at this moment, he felt someone pushing his body.

"Unreal, wake up!"

"Unreal, don't be lazy!"

"Han Huan, you're going to be late for school!"

"..."

It seems that there is an auditory hallucination, Kong Huan turned over, completely ignoring the clearly audible sound, subconsciously classifying these as auditory hallucinations.However, he woke up after all, so after continuing to roll a few times and finding that the sound hadn't disappeared at all, he could only helplessly open his eyes.

But after opening his eyes, he felt something was wrong.

"Where is... here? It feels so familiar."

The place where the eyes entered was a hut that made Kong Huan feel unbelievably narrow. Although the light was very comfortable, the situation was too narrow, which made Kong Huan a little surprised.

You should know that although there are only Yi people in the Dapeng clan system, the house must be enlarged due to the problem of wingspan, the others do not need a large house.But just like the short board determines the capacity of the bucket, the size of the houses in the Dapeng family system is determined by the long version of the Yiren.

Even the smallest Dunjia people occasionally complain that their house is too big, so that the journey from getting up to the dining room every morning can be regarded as an exaggerated morning exercise, but they can't invite Yiren When friends are guests at home, let them have no place to spread their wings.

So in this way, the size of the Pengzu's houses is basically built according to the Yiren standard.

Therefore, when I open my eyes and see this house that can only be regarded as being built according to the level between Dunjia people and friends, it immediately gives me the illusion of being used to the houses of friends, a rather narrow illusion.

But the next moment, he noticed more problems.

The architectural style of the house, the size of the door, the type of furniture, and even the words on the bookshelf... All of these, all kinds of incongruities, reached their peak when his eyes finally stopped at the person who woke him up.

"People, humans!!!"

—————No moral division line————

"People, humans!!!"

What appeared in front of him was undoubtedly a human being, without slender and elegant tentacles, replaced by soft and thick black hair, eyes that were beautiful but could not emit an elegant blue light, and most importantly, that pale yellow skin In the looming blood vessels in the chest, what flows is not the blue blood of the friends, but the dazzling red.

All of this told Kong Huan without a doubt that the guy who woke him up in front of him seemed to be an unscrupulous human being... well, a female human being.

"How is this going!"

What Kong Huan first felt was not the joy of discovering his former kind, but the horror.

Even though he was human before, the problem is that he has been separated from the human world and identity for billions of years, even if it is converted into psychological time, it is hundreds of years.What's more, in these hundreds of years, he has developed from a cell to a friend, but has no connection with human beings.

It can be said that the present Kong Huan is a friend who does everything he can.

As for humans, to him, they are more like ordinary civilized races similar to the Black Bone Race.

are aliens.

But what is ridiculous is why at this moment, another human being suddenly appeared in front of him.

wait!And this house, these types of furniture, this shit is all human style, what's going on! !
"What's the matter with you? Void, get up quickly, or you'll be late for school."

"Going to school, late, what are you talking about? Who are you?"

"You're out of your mind! Don't think you can fool Miss Ben into calling you brother by pretending to have amnesia. I've also read Qiqi novels. As for your idiots, hehe."

"Forehead?"

Dazed for a moment, Kong Huan suddenly jumped out of bed like crazy, without even noticing that he was only wearing a pair of shorts, he rushed straight to a desk next to the bed.Then, as if in the memory of his body, he smoothly opened a drawer next to the desk, rummaged through it, found an ID card, and placed it on the table.

"Ah! You pervert! I won't wake you up again, bastard!"

There were roaring and moving away sounds of the creature suspected of being his sister, but none of them could affect the empty thoughts, because his eyes had already stayed on the... arm that had just dug out the ID card.

"This is a human arm."

Raising his hands, Kong Huan understood why he felt powerless at this time, because this damn body was originally a human body.Compared with ordinary individuals who can try to lift a ton of objects, the small body of human beings is indeed a model of weakness.

But Kong Huan is completely confused now.

Why... why did I turn back into a human being, the self I was when I turned back into a human being?

That's right, he has gradually recalled it. Although hundreds of years of consciousness and feeling time have passed, after this continuous stimulation, some things buried deep in the memory have gradually recovered.

Void, sister, human family, own hut and...

Lowering his head suddenly, he rushed to the computer again, opened the D disk of the computer after turning it on, clicked on a plausible English folder in a certain P folder, and then clicked on the 'Research on Contemporary Philosophy', and then clicked on the Among them, "Cultural Exchange in District 11", at the end, looking at the mighty rows of documents of various colors inside, Kong Huan sat back on the ground as if he was drained all at once.

"I, am I really, back?"

Turning his head stiffly, he looked at the half-length mirror randomly placed in the corner of the wall. Under the optical reflection, the mirror reflected an ordinary but terrified face full of confusion. It was awkward no matter how you looked at it.

Although he came back, Kong Huan didn't feel much joy, instead he was confused.

Looking back at the soft bed, Kong Huan suddenly hesitated.Friends, double moon stars, system space, are all these dreams?But since there is such a real dream, why did you wake me up suddenly!

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(End of this chapter)