Science Fiction Universe: My Galactic Empire Civilization Was Exposed

046, the sea is frozen! 【For collection】

In the sky, a huge fleet flew towards the coastline at an altitude of 5,000 meters.

This is the most complex fleet in history. It is made up of a variety of aircraft, from gigantic Boeing giants to mosquito-like light planes.

This is an interview plane dispatched by major news agencies in the world, and an observation and surveillance plane dispatched by research institutions and the government.

Noisy planes flew along a short, stubby white runway ahead, like a herd of sheep chasing a shepherd. This trail was left by the cryoartist while flying. It kept urging the aircraft behind to speed up. In order to wait for them, it has to endure slower speeds than crawling.

For him, the speed of light is already equivalent to crawling, because it can make random space-time jumps.

“It would take my inspiration away,” the cryogenic artist kept saying.

The cryogenic artist is like an anxious child constantly urging the plane.

This gave audiences around the world an indescribable and unclear feeling.

But this feeling, they haven’t figured out what’s going on.

The cryogenic artist was too lazy to answer the endless questions of reporters behind the plane over the radio. He was only interested in Yan Dong, who was sitting on the “Cloud 12” rented by CCTV.

So later, the reporters stopped talking and just listened intently to the conversation between the two artists.

“Is your hometown in the Milky Way?” Yan Dong asked.

The Cloud 12 is the closest thing to a cryogenic artist. Pucks in flight can be seen looming over the top of the white runway.

This trajectory is formed by the ultra-low temperature condensation of oxygen, nitrogen and carbon dioxide in the atmosphere around the ice ball.

Occasionally the plane accidentally entered the billowing white fog, and the windows were immediately covered with a thick layer of hoarfrost.

This question is also of interest to the audience of All Heavens and Myriad Realms.

Where do these powerful advanced civilizations live?

Finally, the cryogenic artist gave the answer.

“My hometown doesn’t belong to any star galaxy. It’s in the vast dark space between galaxies.”

“Your planet must be cold.”

“We don’t have planets. Cryogenic civilizations originate from a blob of dark matter. The worlds there are really cold. Life is struggling to harvest micro heat from near absolute zero and absorb all the radiation from distant galaxies. When Cryogenic civilizations learn to walk , we can’t wait to enter the warm world of the Milky Way. In this world, we have to stay cold to survive, so we become cryogenic artists in the warm world.

What the artist is saying is very abstract, but there is still some understanding among audiences from all walks of life.

Cryogenic artists have never lived on any planet. They are like creatures born from the universe, learning to walk.

However, once this civilization is born, it has the ability and technology to surpass other civilizations.

“Do you mean ice and snow shape?” Yan Dong continued to ask.

“Oh, no, no, interact with the world at a low temperature far below the average temperature of the world, creating an artistic effect, which belongs to low temperature art. Ice and snow modeling is just a low temperature art suitable for your world. The temperature of ice and snow belongs to the low temperature of your world. , but in the dark matter world, this is a high temperature; and in the star world, molten magma is also a low temperature matter.”

“There seems to be something in common between us about the beauty of art.”

“Not surprisingly, the so-called warmth is only a short-term effect of a brief spasm after the birth of the universe. It will be as fleeting as the twilight after sunset, and the energy will disappear. Only the cold lasts forever, and the beauty of cold is eternal beauty.”

“So, the universe will eventually heat up?!” Yan Dong heard someone ask in the headphones. Later, he learned that he was a theoretical physicist sitting on the back plane.

“Don’t digress, we’re just talking about art,” the artist said coldly.

The man retracted his head, and the artist stopped answering any questions.

But the cryoartist’s words still left an answer in people’s minds.

“The sea is below!” Yan Dong inadvertently looked down from the porthole and saw the curved coastline moving slowly below.

“Further, we’re going to the deepest ocean, where ice is easily accessible.”

“But where is the ice?” Yan Dong asked suspiciously, looking at the blue sea below.

“Wherever the artist goes, there will be ice.”

The cryogenic artist flew forward for over an hour. Yan Dong looked down from the plane. There is already a vast ocean below. At this time, the plane suddenly stopped. Being overweight made Yan Dong’s eyes darken.

“Gosh, we almost hit it!” the pilot shouted. It turned out that the cryogenic artist suddenly stopped and the plane behind it suddenly turned.

At this time, people all realized.

The law of inertia doesn’t work at all for this cryogenic artist, whose speed seems to drop to zero in an instant.

It stands to reason that at such a high speed, such a slowdown would have long been enough to tear the puck apart.

At this point, the plane turned its nose and circled with the other planes around the puck hanging in the air.

A static puck produces a lot of oxygen and nitrogen snowflakes in the air, but due to high winds high up in the air, the snowflakes are blown in one direction, just like the white hair of a puck fluttering in the wind.

“I’m about to start creating!” said the cryogenic artist, and before Yandong could answer, it suddenly fell vertically, as if the invisible giant hand in the air suddenly loosened.

Those on the plane watched as it free-falled faster and faster, before quickly disappearing into the blue ocean backdrop. They could only vaguely see traces of atomization in the air.

Soon, white waves appeared on the sea.

After the spray disappeared, a circle of ripples began to spread.

“The alien jumped into the river and committed suicide?”

Such thoughts cannot help but arise in people’s minds.

But whether it is Yan Dong or the countless audiences in the heavens and the world, they all know it well.

Cryogenic artists are definitely not what they understand.

What he was about to do must have been even more shocking.

At this time, a white spot appeared on the sea where the ice ball entered the sea, which soon expanded into a white circular area.

At this time, Yan Dong heard a loud noise, like continuous thunder, and like the shattering of the earth and mountains.

The sound came from the sea, masking the roar of the engine.

When the plane flew near the sea, Yandong looked down carefully at the sea under the white fog.

First, it was found that the sunlight reflected from the sea was very complete and soft, not as dazzling as the gold that had just been broken.

Then he saw the water deepen in color and smooth out the waves on the surface, but what really struck him was his next discovery: those waves were stationary.

Yan Dong, who had dealt with ice cubes countless times, was immediately stunned on the plane.

Only one thought came to mind.

“The sea, frozen.”*