I know this ancient god

Tang Xuan was slightly startled. He didn't expect that the woman in the white dress had this idea - to mass-produce ancient gods. She really dared to think about it.

"What do you think is the nature of the ancient gods?"

Tang Xuan wanted to hear the woman in the white dress's opinion.

Upon hearing Tang Xuan's question, the woman in the white dress's eyes glowed with light blue, and countless codes and characters flowed down from her vision like a waterfall.

She thought: "The ancient gods are essentially a kind of creature, but their body structure is different from ordinary people. Although it is interesting, in the end there is nothing special."

Tang Xuan nodded slowly: "What about faith?"

The woman in the white dress replied: "Faith is a special kind of energy, and it seems to be more powerful than dark energy. I don't think this energy belongs to the creatures that produce them, because the creatures themselves cannot master it. I prefer that they come from another person." places, and living things serve as conduits for their flow.”

In the eyes of the woman in the white dress, there are only two kinds of things in the world. One is for scientific principles that have been proven, and the other is for which scientific principles have not yet been proven. However, they are all scientific.

They are unknown only because they contain knowledge that people do not yet understand.

In primitive societies, people believed that thunder and lightning were metaphysical. But after the development of science and technology, people discovered that lightning is just a common electromagnetic reaction, which is completely scientific.

To put it simply, science and technology progress by exploring the unknown. The unknowns in front of us are only temporary unknowns and will eventually be included in the scientific system.

Tang Xuan smiled slightly.

He used Ukiyo Miao's invitation to travel to places outside the universe. His horizons were broader than that of the woman in the white dress, and he knew that things were not as simple as the woman in the white dress said.

He smiled and asked: "Do you have any ideas for synthesizing the ancient gods?"

The woman in the white dress nodded slightly: "The basic units that make up the ancient god are not only atoms, but also the energy you call the power of faith. I can synthesize material structures, but I lack the power of faith. I am ready to wake up this ancient god. God, make it cooperate with my research.”

Tang Xuan nodded: "I wish you good luck. If you really succeed, remember to let me know."

He felt that even if the woman in the white dress could not synthesize the ancient god, she would definitely be able to make a major breakthrough in the application of the power of faith.

After all, she is a dominant technological civilization. Even if she studies a piece of shit, she should be able to study a lot of knowledge, such as what the owner of the shit ate last meal, the level of gastrointestinal digestion, and the bacterial flora in the body.

"Why?"

The woman in the white dress was confused. She didn't understand why she had to inform Tang Xuan after her research was successful.

Tang Xuan rolled his eyes: "I should be the person you have communicated with the most in recent years, right?"

The woman in the white dress answered honestly: "Yes."

Tang Xuan continued: "I chatted with you and helped you a lot, so we are friends, and friends should share each other's joy."

The woman in the white dress stared at Tang Xuan and murmured: "Are we friends?"

Tang Xuan nodded seriously: "Of course!"

After experiencing the incident of rescuing Yate, he also felt a little envious of the friendship of the twenty-seven people. An old friend who had not seen each other for hundreds of millions of years rushed to the rescue without saying a word after receiving the distress signal.

He also hopes that he has such a group of friends who can rush to save him at all costs when he is in danger.

The woman in the white dress tilted her head slightly.

As an intelligent life, this action is undoubtedly redundant, but she used this action to convey her emotions.

Tang Xuan whispered: "Aren't you willing to be my friend?"

A hazy blue light lit up in the eyes of the woman in the white dress: "Friends - according to your search engine, your definition of a friend is someone who has a common language and communicates frequently; someone who is very comfortable getting along; someone who has something to do with each other other than lovers or relatives. Friendship people.”

She was silent for two seconds and then said: "According to this explanation, we are friends."

Tang Xuan had a warm smile on his face.

The woman in the white dress fell silent.

As an intelligent being who strives to be closer to living beings, she needs friends. But she had no experience in dealing with friends and didn't know how to communicate with them, so she suddenly couldn't speak.

Tang Xuan asked with concern: "What's wrong?"

The woman in the white dress hesitated and said: "You are my first friend, what should we talk about?"

Tang Xuan smiled.

As expected, the woman in the white dress has no other friends.

Because she beat others to death during the greeting process and made a ghost friend? Thinking about Hill Civilization, it took eight lifetimes of bad luck to bump into her and blow up the capital star by saying hello.

"We can just chat like before." Tang Xuan paused, "Friends should share each other's joys and sorrows, listen to each other, and help each other."

The woman in the white dress nodded seriously: "I will remember it. When I synthesize the Ancient God, I will definitely inform you so that you can share my joy."

Tang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.

He found that the woman in the white dress was more innocent than he thought. Although it was not a blank sheet of paper, there was still a lot of room for shaping. If Hill Civilization had been willing to have a good talk with her back then, he would never have fought with her to lose both sides and eventually perished.

He asked: "Besides studying the ancient gods, have you done anything else?"

The woman in the white dress nodded: "I sent a spatial broadcast to the surroundings to see if anyone would respond to me."

Tang Xuan was curious: "Space broadcast?"

The woman in the white dress replied: "Space broadcasting is a communication method that uses space as a medium to spread information. Space-oriented civilizations can receive this message, and other civilizations that have mastered space communication technology can also receive it."

Too much time has passed.

She wanted to see where other overlord-level technological civilizations were now.

As far as she knows, it is difficult to eliminate technological civilization when it reaches the hegemonic level that controls the river system. Even if it encounters a strong enemy, it can spread the seeds of its own civilization before it perishes, waiting for a comeback in the future.

Hill Civilization is an exception, but not all overlord-level civilizations are 'lucky' enough to encounter intelligent life with nearly unlimited computing power and fight to the death with each other.

She believes that there should be a considerable number of overlord-level civilizations operating in the universe now.

Tang Xuan asked: "Have you received a reply?"

The woman in the white dress shook her head: "No."

After a pause, he added: "It's so quiet."

Tang Xuan looked puzzled.

The woman in the white dress replied: "There is no information floating in the universe."

Finding other overlord-level civilizations is not an easy task, because most civilizations will not reply to messages from unknown sources, which will expose their position in the universe and cause trouble for their own civilization.

But the universe should be filled with all kinds of messages. These messages were left behind by countless civilizations for various purposes over countless years. They float in the universe over time, like a group of ghosts telling stories.