The Nordic wanted to say something, but Gu Tie interrupted him: "Thank you, Lemuel, I have discussed this issue with Israphel. Unfortunately, this time our opinions are consistent with Shamsher.
The calculation efficiency is too low, just like we use exhaustive methods to decipher quantum codes, we can only hope for the blessing of luck. The fourth place calculation may get the answer tomorrow, or more likely in one year, ten years, or a thousand years.
We can't wait for that day for a million years."
"...What if more than 10% of the computing power of Genesis is used?" the Nordic said in a somewhat depressed mood.
"The probability increases geometrically, but it could still be tomorrow, or one year, ten years, a thousand years, or millions of years." Xiao Liping said, "Moreover, we will never be able to obtain such a large authority. You are not the president of the European Science Committee.
I am not the president of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, and we are not members of the GTC. Lemuel, let’s face the reality, sometimes science is powerless.”
"Then what should we do? Ask the shaman for help? I don't like the smell in his house very much, but I like his magical potion." Matril raised his glass and took a sip of wine, smiling heartlessly.
"Stupid black Africa," Shamsher muttered.
"Occult science is also not helpful." Gu Tie waved his hand.
"There is a science in China called prophecy. Two thousand years ago, our wizards began to try to predict the future. The emperors called it 'Inner Learning'. Of course, given the nature of the Chinese, most of this kind of prophecy is political, such as predicting rule.
How many generations of descendants will be beheaded by revolutionaries? History has proven that predictions are often shockingly accurate.
For two thousand years, the study of prophecy has always been an important part of Chinese culture, and has even appeared in history books.
A few years ago, when Israphel and I compiled this calculation program, we referred to a large number of ancient prophecy books, such as Li Chunfeng's "Tui Bei Tu", Huang Bo's "Huang Bo Zen Master's Poems", Liu Bowen's "Jinling Pagoda Inscription", and "Maqian Lesson".
, "Hundred Years of Ji", "Plum Blossom Poems", use semantic analysis technology to find the time point when the prophecy matches, and speculate on the precise time of the next prophecy point - of course, more of them are the Western prophecies that you are familiar with, such as Newton's collection in the Jerusalem Museum
Jazz's manuscript "Bible Code", he set the end of the world as 2060 after complex calculations; the Mayan calendar, Egyptian legislation, astrology, and even Nostradamus's "Centuries", etc.
The calculation we are doing is the perfect unity of modern scientific theory and ancient mysticism of various civilizations on mankind's only giant quantum computer. If our calculation fails, it means that the highest degree of theoretical mathematics, theoretical physics and mystery of human civilization
If learning fails, what else can we do? There is nothing we can do.”
"Centuries." Lemuel nodded, "I have done long-term research, which is one of the reasons why I joined.
Migrez, migres de Genevetrestous, Saturned'orenfersechangera, Lecontre Raypoz extermineratous, Avantl'adventle Cielsignesfera.
(Omen.) He recited a short paragraph softly, "Chapter 44 of Volume 9. I think it describes a scene that will happen in the past ten years. If it happens, it must be a major accident that we don't know about; if
It didn't happen, I think, that's the day our program was looking for."
"I'm going to miss the shaman's magic potion," Matrill muttered.
"May you and your potion rot in hell," said Shamsher.
"Indians also believe in hell?" Mattrill took a sip of wine and grinned.
"I believe your head will be on the totem pole," Shamsher corrected, "and before that day comes."
"Okay." Gu Tie clapped his hands and stood up straight, "Don't bicker like a Chihuahua. We gather together because we believe in the same future: a future that will undergo tremendous changes. There are only six of us, - best wishes to Saki
You returned to Earth safely - because in the past five years, we have abandoned all the desperate, radical and cowardly people, leaving behind only the true seekers of knowledge.
We are afraid and eager for that day to come, we are afraid and curious about the future after great changes, we try to find the truth, we learn to enjoy waiting, we observe the truth, and we observe the stupid world where the truth has not been discovered.
We have the most brilliant anthropologist in North America, the most successful investor in scientific research in Europe, the youngest head of a republic in Africa, the most promising politician in Asia, the bravest astronaut in the world, and myself; but today I am just talking too much.
Housewives, in a gathering of shaky atheists, drunkards and drug dealers, cynics who play politics with their careers, myself included.
Don’t forget, although the last few figures cannot be determined, there is no doubt that we have already grasped most of tomorrow.”
"Yes, this is also the greatest significance of the establishment of 'Betrayer'." Xiao Liping took over the right to speak.
"In the eyes of others, we 'betrayers' are a secret organization with anti-GTC tendencies, and all members are kept secret - but no one knows that we have such a huge amount of energy and can mobilize resources as large as Genesis.
People know we are peering into the world-changing truth.”
The young politician pushed up his tortoiseshell-rimmed glasses and spoke in a low but fiery voice: "We have never stood on the commanding heights of all mankind as we do now. We have the truth and we can predict the future, and they, others, all mankind,
We are just 8 billion ants who live a mediocre life and cannot look up to the sky. When the final judgment comes, the whole world will tremble under our feet. Facing the roaring volcanoes and monstrous floods, we will hold hands and send out the first wave of the new world.
A cry, this is our mission, our glory, and the only reason for our existence in history that is about to be reborn."
Xiao Liping's eyes were burning with morbid fanaticism.
Gu Tie patted him on the shoulder, and then agreed with several participating members on the time, method and main topics of the next meeting.
An hour passed quickly. Xiao Liping looked at Gu Tie inquiringly. The latter nodded and announced the end of the meeting.
Five people came close to each other, stretched out their right hands, real or virtual, black skin, yellow skin and white skin, old or young hands folded together, whispering: "The catacly**hashappened, weareamongtheruins,westarttobuildupnewlittlehabitats"
,toh**enewlittlehopes.Itisratherhardwork,thereisno**oothroadintothefuture,butwegoround,orscrambleovertheobstacles.We'vegottolive.Nomatterhowmanyskiesh**efallen." "Disasters happen, we are in ruins, despite the difficulties, we try to create and keep hope. There is no future.
The journey is smooth, but we have escaped hardships, climbed over dangers, and continued to live despite the earth turning upside down."
——"chieveimmortality."
——"We will have eternal life."
As the huge numbers disappeared, the images of Matril, Shamsher, and Lemuel also disappeared into nothingness, and the light gradually brightened.
Gu Tie sat down on the ground and muttered: "I always feel that the last part is a bit hypocritical."
"A cohesive organization needs a sense of ritual." Xiao Liping pointed out.
"Hey, Lao Xiao, I want to break my scalp, but I can't imagine what will happen when the time comes."
"The end of the world?" Xiao Lijun said. "In the final analysis, this date, and even the betrayer organization, are just a series of causes and effects brought about by the strange string of numbers we accidentally discovered when we were programming five years ago. Maybe that's just
On an ordinary day, nothing happens. The sun rises, the flowers bloom, the cattail leaf fan is shaken, and another day passes."
"As soon as China joined the GTC, we developed a program to detect quantum networks. Although it was later discovered that it was a stupid action, the number did exist. A network composed of ordered quantum sequences was impossible.
A disorderly, free string appears. I always believe that capturing this string of numbers is some kind of mission given to us by an unknown force." Gu Tie sat down, resting his head with his hands, looking at the white ceiling.
During the few minutes that Xiao Lijun was silent, he used gestures to change the colors of several ceilings. Finally, he set the sky above his head to a starry sky. This is the magnified M87 Perseus nebula, with magnificent purple-red and orange-yellow stars.
Twisted with a pattern of roses.
"I can't wait, and I'm a little regretful. I believe you are the same." Xiao Liping finally said, "Maybe it was a complete destruction of the material level, and the earth burst like a bubble."
"Then what?"
"Fifteen thousand years later, the light message of the Earth's explosion spread to the M87 nebula."
"Then what?"
"The beings on a certain planet noticed, got popcorn and Coke, and sat down to watch the show."
"You are so old-fashioned. Maybe the M87 life form no longer receives electromagnetic waves of any spectrum."
"When that day comes, will we evolve in this way?"