Chapter 1152： Hongmeng universe beach, sculpture art era

Xu Paper put down the pen, very calm.

He sat on the edge of the void, as if looking at his pond, sipping tea bit by bit, looking down.

This time, he will not interfere.

There is not enough knowledge to interfere.

"This is a mysterious and unknown road, which I can't see at all... even though in a sense, I come from the future, I crossed here more than 14 billion years later,

But even with the knowledge of the mature system of later generations, I couldn’t use it at all, and I could only walk on my own with the first indigenous people in those weak worlds. I felt dazed. "

Even he didn't know how to develop!

Even if he wanted to teach, he didn't have any knowledge to teach. The exercises and bloodlines he cultivated were not effective in this era.

His supercomputing power can't deduce everything.

Because the computational deduction is based on the existing knowledge data, and now even the most basic data is incomplete, the laws of the world are not condensed, and how to deduce?

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Everything is immortal.

The original creature also had its own name, Yi Mang.

As a mortal child, he was the first soul in heaven and earth to produce wisdom. Without any cultivation, he would still live to this day after ten thousand years.

This 10,000 year, civilization has been very fulfilling. As the earthy life of similar elements, the original primitive demon gods, they only need to devour the energy of the universe to survive.

This world is very wild and dangerous, in the end it is chaotic chaos.

But at the beginning, when they were born in this world, they didn't feel anything strange, as if all were born by nature.

In the first ten years of his birth, Yimang took his children and their children and hid everywhere. They suffered heavy casualties, the interweaving of the universe chaos, and the chaotic folding of space, appearing at any time like a natural disaster.

Even the dimensions are jumping uncertain.

Sometimes one-dimensional, sometimes two-dimensional, and sometimes three-dimensional.

But the spatial chaos of this dimension is not a big disaster for them.

They were all muddy, sometimes reduced to one dimension, turned into a point, lost their ability to think, and fixed.

Sometimes it became two-dimensional, and they ran around thin sheets of paper, and after a while, they became three-dimensional three-dimensional creatures, flesh and blood like a spring swell.

Even they can enjoy it.

Dimensional jumping can't kill them, but after being reduced in dimension, if other disasters strike at the same time, it is also a huge disaster to be unable to escape.

The turbulent space and various chaos are still in danger. Even if they can live forever, they can only keep the population from declining.

The past two decades.

They communicated with gestures and signals, and gradually emerged from the wild and beast-like life, and their own civilized language appeared, and the language gradually became a unique brainwave signal to communicate.

They began to be surprised by the magic of language, and also felt the potential contained therein.

Language is the direct medium of communication, and communication is the fire of civilization.

Urala!

Urala!

There was a mud yelling, pointing to a turbulent flow in a distant space, indicating that it was dangerous. Once he saw a companion enter into it and was torn.

The mud around him began to look scared and looked at the vortex.

The new era of civilization has begun.

They began to communicate the dangers of each other's experiences through communication, survived their deaths, understood some dangerous laws of the universe, and avoided them.

The knowledge of the entire population began to be transferred to each other, like a torch. They learned the most important role of the communication of civilized settlements: avoiding danger.

The moment of the first century.

The Yimang people still know how to avoid it.

They began to adapt to this new chaotic universe, a large number of reproduction in the entire universe, the language civilization is fully mature, but still not separated from the wild life of the tribe.

Development is extremely slow and slow.

Apart from eating, multiplying, resting, they have no other daily routine.

Time seems to move very slowly on them, day after day, boring, as if just like that sentence: [The ancients, spring and autumn are all million years old, and their movements are not fading! 】

The development of civilization has been stagnant for a hundred years, and it has lived the primitive life of a wild tribe.

It is impossible to develop civilization.

The dimension is jumping.

The gravitational parameters of matter can jump from 1 to 10,000 at any time.

The speed of light is also uneven.

Sometimes the speed is extremely slow, but it is too fast to imagine.

Because of the uncertainty in the speed of light propagation, the observation method of "far small and large" is not applicable at all. People who are close by may be far away from the horizon, and people who are far away may also be nearby.

The parameters of the light are unstable, so that everything they see is false, and even the space cannot measure the scale.

They seem to live in an imaginary space universe.

In this case, not to mention any so-called development of technological civilization, using tools, even the top spacecraft of later generations will become a pile of bad iron here.

Because the development of civilization is the use of tools, and the so-called tools are based on rules.

But despite the inability to develop civilization, the population has been growing at a rapid pace, and their deaths and injuries have been greatly reduced, and they can avoid most of the dangers of the universe.

In the first millennium.

They found new fun in a boring life.

They began to put the excess time on the building, and they were immersed in it.

In the empty and lonely universe, where they live, all the soil is shaped into various shapes, strange shapes, strange hunting, like graffiti for children.

Even though, within a week, there will be a turbulent flow of law, or the change of gravity parameters will directly destroy their creations, just like the frequent sea water sweeping the sand sculptures on the beach, but they still enjoy the reconstruction.

day to day.

Fertility, eating, resting, building, destroyed by the universe, and building again.

It was built for ten thousand years.

The era of great expansion is also an era of great architecture.

The Yimong people who are doing nothing can not develop civilization, so they use excessive vigorous energy for cosmic sculpture, which is almost a historical necessity.

Xu Zhi couldn't help but feel the epic shock, "Who can think of? The original civilization of the universe, they are like a bunch of naive children on the beach, and have spent tens of thousands of years in it! Building statues day after day , And then be constantly beaten by the tides of the waves, destroying their masterpieces."

In Xu Zhi's eyes, this scene is ridiculous.

As long as it is their place of residence, the floating matter in the universe is sculpted into a variety of strange-style buildings to live in.

The development of these sculptures, their sculpture art, has reached its peak in the development. From the beginning, the strange and strange hunting style gradually has a unified aesthetic view. The statues become regular, symmetrical, and perfect spherical. Cube, triangle, polyhedron...

The whole world seems to have become a world of mathematical geometry, and the sculpture also allowed them to understand the beauty of regularity for the first time. They began to think for the first time:

[Why is the universe not regular? 】

Although there has been no development for 10,000 years, they have long recognized the existence of a series of rules of "light" and "gravity", because the natural disasters of those variables made them understand the existence of these concepts very early.

This is a very simple truth.

If gravity is constant, then people will easily ignore it in life until Newton sees the apple, but if gravity is not constant, the object falls, and the suction on you is very strange and sudden. At first you will notice the concept of "gravity".

Even, they even measured the time and worked out units to calculate their lifespan and how long they have passed.

They continued to play with the sculpture, sitting at the highest point of Yimang, and began to think:

Why is the light not constant?

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After all, light is too fraudulent. If its speed is constant, we don't need to touch it by hand to determine the true shape of the sculpture.

The world can be seen only with eyes to see it.

Why is gravity not constant?

It would be nice if the gravity is constant.

If the gravitational force is a constant number, the statues we build will not quickly collapse, deform and distort due to the gravitational force between the materials.

Why is space not constant?

If the space is constant, the statues we build will not be destroyed by the turbulent flow of space, and can always exist.

He began to question the irregular universe in which he lived for the first time, taking root like a seed.

He began to be dissatisfied.

But Yi Mang even questioned, but there is no way to change.

He could only lead his people to build up statues day after day, and then they were destroyed.

After thousands of years, focusing on the sculpture, he found his thinking became clearer and faster and faster, and he could dimly see the inside of the body.

"I saw myself?"

He stopped his movements, as if he saw his body like another sculpture. Many of the details were incomplete and weak, and he could not help concentrating on starting to exercise every part of the body to sense the deficiencies.

Sculpting himself perfectly like a statue... gradually, in another three years, he felt his life seemed to break a certain limit.

He entered a mysterious and mysterious state. When he woke up, a few months had passed, and he had a strange breath, and the whole universe violently shook with it, the stars were bright, the avenue was shining, and it seemed like heaven and earth for a time. Between the first ancient sacred.