Chapter 591

Watching them go, Alice complained, "men who have been soldiers are really unreliable. They forget everything when it comes to weapons, as if weapons were their girlfriend!"

Mrs. Larry smiled, "Alice, if you want to catch a man's heart, you must try to like the things he likes."

Alice said thoughtfully, "but I don't think the two hobbies of playing with guns and fishing should appear in the same person at all."

"Human nature is very complex! Sometimes we don't even know what we want, and where those inexplicable thoughts come from. Everything is illusory and seems to be dreaming. Only love is real. It lets us know that we are a person, let us see our responsibilities, and have the courage to explore the future of the human race in the face of difficulties An unknown future. "

Mrs. Larry got up and went to the window. The lake outside the window is like a mirror, reflecting the sky. The three Suns are like three bright lights, reflecting strange light.

A gust of wind blew on the lake, rippling the water.

She seemed to see a man smiling at her in the sparkling light. The smile was full of love and the power to heal all wounds.

The wind wound around the bridge, sobbed into the hatch and gently lifted Mrs. Larry's hair on one side. The golden sun shone on her side face, thin, but clearly defined and very determined.

Aoki found that the unsmiling, rigid and stubborn female scientist in captain church's diary not only has a sense of responsibility and mission beyond ordinary people, but also has unusual love. It is mission and love that jointly support this weak body, make it have strong strength, live strongly in the double suffering of body and soul, persist in her mission, and devote all of her to restoring the truth of human past and finding a way out of human future.

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The wind whirled in the cabin and blew away Ronald Cohen's manuscript on the podium.

Mrs. Larry bent down to pick them up.

She was suddenly stunned, like petrified, half bowed, holding the newly picked up paper in her hand, with an unbelievable expression on her face.

"Madam?" asked Alice with concern. "What's the matter with you, madam?"

Mrs. Larry didn't answer and picked up the rest of the paper. Every time she picked up one, she would stand there for a moment like petrification, and the expression on her face became more and more excited with the more paper she picked up.

After picking up the last piece of paper, she said tremblingly, "Mr. Aoki, Mr. stone, look, this is a three-dimensional text!"

Aoki was surprised, and some strange and indescribable pictures immediately appeared in his mind. Mrs. Larry once drew strange symbols in the Sanchi tribal altar. After analysis, it may be a two-dimensional projection of a three-dimensional language. When he saw those symbols, a fleeting image appeared in his mind, as if memory fragments composed of some distant past events were floating in his mind, but these fragments could not be restored to effective information due to insufficient information or the problem of his brain itself.

He and situ jumped up almost at the same time and quickly came to Mrs. Larry. Suhuilan and others also gathered around.

The sun shone on the manuscript paper, and the original handwriting disappeared. It was expected that the ink was fading from the moment it was taken out of the cabin. However, at the moment, the manuscript paper did not become a piece of white paper, but there were some faint shadows of symbols, some dark and some light. With the exposure of the sun, the shape of the symbol becomes clearer and clearer.

"This should be a special developer, probably used by the military," situ said.

Mrs. Larry pointed to the symbol on the paper and said, "it should be the same language as the symbol I saw in the sangqi tribe. Mr. Aoki, you can get information fragments from it last time. What about this time?"

Aoki turned page by page and shook his head.

Mrs. Larry thought for a moment, spread out all the papers, tiled them into a square array, and asked, "what about this?"

Aoki's brain suddenly exploded. A flash of lightning flashed through the darkness and lit up some things, but those things soon became fragments, like broken glass floating in space.

He endured a headache and asked situ, "did you see it?"

Situ Jian frowned and said, "it can be combined with some symbols I saw before, but the amount of information is still not enough."

Mrs. Larry said, "the symbols you see come from the altar of the mantistone tribe. On this paper, Cohen should get them from the Tosho tribe altar representing fire, plus the Sanchi tribe's share. There are three copies in total. Write them all together to see if you can combine effective information."

Situ nodded and said, "well, please, madam. Let's write them on the deck."

They came to the outer deck, which was the embers of the barbecue fire. They picked up some unburned sticks as carbon rods and wrote them on the deck.

Stu and Mrs. Larry wrote quickly, and soon finished the symbols in the mantistone tribal altar and the Sanchi tribal altar, and then the wife began to copy down the new symbols on Cohen's manuscript.

The crow knocked Qingmu's head with its claws and said, "quack, look at their memory and then look at your head. Alas -"

It sighed, "I don't know if your head has been struck by thunder or burned by fire!"

Su Huilan said with a smile, "he was burned by fire, so you were scorched."

The crow gave her a white look, croaked twice, and wanted to say something, but found that Su Huilan had ignored him and stared at the ground.

Mrs. Larry has finished writing, and the symbols from three different altars in ramra are now written together.

The chaotic information in Aoki's brain emerged again, much more than before, and the turbulent magma like things hidden in the depths of his mind were constantly coming out and might erupt at any time. However, his headache was terrible, just like those memories would break through his skull once they erupted.

He didn't know if situ would be like him, but the guy who was as gentle as a gentleman in everything, could see nothing on his face except occasionally frowning. Dewar was also watching. She was more peaceful than situ.

Mrs. Larry asked, "well, did you see anything more?"

Situ said, "obviously there are more things, but they are still incomplete."

Dewar saw these things for the first time and said in surprise, "what is this? It seems that it can be restored into fragments of consciousness through spiritual force?"

Situ explained: "These are words from different altars. According to experience, it probably describes the construction process of the altar and the past history of ramrane, just like the inscriptions or murals found in the relics of civilizations on earth. If you can interpret them, you can tell the truth of Ronald Cohen's last words, and maybe you can dig out more secrets. But this kind of words is very important It may come from a high-dimensional language of a higher civilization, so I'm afraid it's not easy to decipher it. "

"High dimensional language?" Dewar looked at the symbols on the ground and thought.

Mrs. Larry said: "Language is actually a kind of information coding. Generally speaking, the information exchange between organisms usually adopts the information coding method of one dimension lower than the spatial dimension. We are all three-dimensional creatures, so we use two-dimensional information coding. Our brain can only understand two-dimensional information coding, while the one-dimensional information coding suitable for computers needs to be converted We understand that, similarly, our language needs to be transcoded to be understood by computers. "

"Do you mean that computers are two-dimensional creatures?" Aoki suddenly remembered ghost, the ghost living in the basement of Mei's laboratory.