Chapter 1142

There was an unusual silence in the reporting room.

More advanced civilization appeared in the field of vision.

The members of the Council looked at each other in exchange for their disbelief and wonder.

This problem is very difficult, because there has never been a similar situation in the history of the Empire. The only intelligent alien creature they found is a group of uncivilized bipedal lizards on the border planet that can't even make fire and can only use some natural tools.

The Kalan empire was not interested in establishing diplomatic relations with the alien race, nor in communicating with the alien race. They were able to produce and meet all the consumer goods needed by the people. Once the diplomatic relations with mutually confirmed coordinates have been established, it means that they must re develop the armaments that have been eliminated for many years, guard against possible threats, and face the risk of ideological collision.

And we can be sure that the backward civilization must be at a disadvantage in the conflict of thoughts.

The other side doesn't even need to do anything else. Relying solely on the passive output of values, they can bring great uncertainty to their society.

Look at the troubles caused by the widely spread "oracle" so far.

There was panic everywhere.

Being sensitive to information is not only an advantage of the civilization of the kalans, but also a defect that they are hard to remove.

Two fingers pressed on his forehead, and the consul fell into deep thought.

This is a common habit of the kalans when they think about problems, which makes them feel that their consciousness is infinitely close to the great spirit of the universe. But even the spirit of the universe could not answer the question in his mind.

The silence lasted about ten minutes.

He said.

"You said he contacted us on his own initiative."

"Yes," said Dr. lane, nodding in a serious voice, in the face of the consul in question, "at first we thought that the strange drop was some kind of detector, or some kind of weapon that could destroy the planet, but after careful research, the result was unexpected to all of us."

"As I said, he left a string of soap bubbles on our gravitational wave detector, and the information contained in each bubble is highly coincident."

"It can't be a detector, obviously, because there's no information in theory - at least the way we know it is spreading - that can't catch up with it."

"At the same time, it can't be a weapon. No weapon can tell you that I'm on my way. Even if we lengthen the hyperspace channel, we can increase its secrecy by countless times. "

"So we can infer that it may be something like broadcasting, which continuously releases fixed gravitational wave signals to the surrounding with the help of some kind of hyperspace medium."

There was no sound in the meeting hall.

Everyone frowned.

Although complex physical theorems may be difficult for them, Dr. lane has made the principles easy to understand.

And according to the general logic of war, if it is a weapon, it will do everything possible to conceal its existence. There is no need for such a high-profile.

The Minister of science and technology frowned and asked.

"You say it's radio But how do you understand their language? "

Dr. Lane looked at him and replied calmly.

"Physics is the universal law of the universe, while mathematics is the universal language of the universe. We only need a right triangle and a simple formula such as' A2 + B2 = C2 'to let each other know that there is civilization here. On the basis of these two pieces of information, we need to add a mathematical proposition that we have just solved or have not yet solved, so that the other party can roughly know our level of civilization Because to a large extent, the level of mathematics is positively related to the development of the latter. "

Consul: " So? "

Ryan: they did something like that

"By analyzing the information transmitted in the gravitational wave, we get a series of complex mathematical expressions, and something like a cryptograph. Although it took a lot of effort, we finally understood them... "

The fists on the table were clenched, said the defense minister at once.

"What did the news say? Is it a diplomatic request? Or a declaration of war? Or -- "

" none of them, "Ryan shook his head," they showed us their level of civilization openly and honestly, and then conveyed The oracle. "

Light blue particles of light in the air slowly float up, converging into a group of images made up of special operators. These images stay in the air for a while, and soon disperse into countless light grains and recombine again. Instead, there are three short lines of text that can't be ignored.

["natural disaster" is approaching. ]

[our universe is facing an unprecedented crisis. ]

[keep alert! ]

compared with the concise declaration of war notice, this kind of warning is more chilling in a sense.What is a natural disaster?

What is the unprecedented crisis?

What needs to be vigilant?

Only the most important part, not a word left.

Looking around at the silent chamber, Dr. Lane said in a positive tone.

"Gentlemen, this is what I call the oracle."

"Although there are only three lines of information we can translate from it But I believe its content is enough to attract our attention. "

"Now, do you still think that the hearsay about the Oracle is just a rumor?"

No one answered.

Even those members who used to look at his "performance" with joking eyes, now they all look frightened and can't even look at him.

The consul was silent for a long time.

Finally, in a serious tone, he asked slowly.

"Last question, did you answer them?"

"No," Dr. Lane shrugged. "Even if we think about it, there's no way to let our slow signal catch up with it."

The consul was relieved to hear that.

It's not just the consul. Almost most people are relieved.

Think about it. Tens of thousands of light-years away, even if they have mastered the secret of superluminal communication, they can't transmit the message to such a far place in a short time.

Not to mention, the "strange drop" is moving faster towards the center of the whole galaxy.

The expression was obviously relaxed. The consul leaned back slightly on the chair, looked at the scholars under the stage, and continued.

"Whether it's true or not, you have no right to make it public."

As if expecting the consul to say that, Dr. Lane nodded heavily.

"I know it's my problem, but it's also a choice I have to make. Because I know how weak our civilization is under the strong shell. In order to keep things from going to the worst, someone has to come out and do something. "

He raised his chin slightly, as if dissatisfied with the scholar's words. The consul raised his voice and said.

"So what do you think we should do? Believe in an unknown broadcast? Believe those ugly alien species have good intentions? And then destroy the peace that we have established for thousands of years? Who can guarantee that this is not a trap? What's more, if they are facing unprecedented troubles, why not solve them by themselves? And place hope in a civilization smaller than them? "

"If they really have good intentions, at least they should tell us what" natural disaster "is!"

Dr. Lane shrugged his shoulders noncommittally.

"I don't exclude this possibility, but I'm sorry to say that it's not high. If it's just for pure persecution, I can think of at least 100 more efficient ways to achieve this goal, such as letting the strange drop fly directly to us. "

Speaker: "maybe they didn't know we were here."

Dr. Lane laughed.

"Don't make a fuss, such a big ring world, around the star for a whole circle, even the blind know what's here."

"Enough!" The consul stared at the scholars standing on the stage and said, "you have been arrested for inciting and subverting the country. Your academic title will be taken back, and the prison of the night star will be your final destination."

Dr. Lane: when did the trial begin

"Before you come here," said the consul deadpan

The death penalty had already been abolished in the Kalan Empire, and the upper limit of punishment was banishment to the outer prison of the Empire for the rest of his life.

In a sense, it is a more painful punishment than death. After all, for most of the garans, death is nothing more than a return to the spirit of the universe, but permanent exile means suffering for at least a hundred years.

His shoulders relaxed a little, Ryan said after a moment's silence.

"It's the worst option, but it doesn't matter."

With a slight nod to the consul, he calmly handed out his hands to the guards who came along.

"Put it on for me, my mission is over."

There was another commotion at the meeting table.

Pretending not to hear the same, the consul's eyes were full of haze, staring at the man under the stage who put on the handcuffs calmly, without knowing what he was thinking.

Before being taken away, Dr. lane, who was standing under the stage, suddenly looked up, glanced casually at the side, and then at the consul sitting at the top of the table.

"I have a request before sending me to the night star."

Consul: "say it."

"With regard to the disposition of my property," continued Lynn, after Dunton, "I have no children and no other living immediate family, and I want to dispose of my property before I am held."The laws of the Empire protected private property.

As long as it is not illegal income, it will not be collected even if it is a serious crime.

The consul exchanged views with the Minister of justice, who nodded and looked at Dr. lane.

"According to the law of the Empire, your request is reasonable, and you can identify the successor before it is sent to the night star."

Lifting his handcuffed hands, Dr. Lane almost without any hesitation pointed to the boat standing on the side of the hall.

"I want to give him all my property."

"At least he sent me here safely."

At a glance, the little man standing on the side of the hall, the consul casually raised his finger and scratched in the air.

Two dark green holographic identity cards pop up, and as his index finger moves, a stream of data quickly passes from one holographic panel to the other.

"Reinhardt? From now on you have inherited all of Dr. Lane's property. "

Before leaving, Dr. Lane took a surprised look at the boat, as if surprised that he didn't tell himself his "real name".

But he said nothing, and obediently followed the sentry away.