With the support of a ninth-level civilization, do you want me to believe in electronic gods?

Chapter 30 Aroma
The moment Song Ziliang finished speaking, a broken mechanical arm appeared in the huge holographic projection directly in front of him.

The section of the mechanical arm was smooth, as if it had been cut off by something sharp.

"This is……"

Moore looked at the picture in the holographic projection and his eyes suddenly widened: "The right robotic arm of the HRA-3 detection robot?"

The HRA-3 detection robot is a high-precision detection robot manufactured by People's Federation.

It can adapt to most harsh environments in the universe.

Whether it is planetary surface detection or conventional star interior detection, it can produce good results.

With its excellent performance, this detection robot quickly became a standard product of the Dangerous Technology Administration.

"Wait, I have a question!"

Looking at the holographic image directly in front of him, Moore showed some confusion on his face: "I also know the theory of wormhole information escape. I remember that any escaped information will be disrupted by the wormhole itself on the Planck time scale. It turns into disordered information, how do you restore this information?"

Song Ziliang responded with a smile:
"Just a few days ago, Academician Lin Yang perfected the theory of wormhole information dissipation."

"Now with the help of the computing power of [Zero], the central master brain of the Academy of Sciences, some specific information can be retrieved and restored."

Moore was stunned.

Is there...is such a thing?
He admitted that he really didn't care much about the research work of the Academy of Sciences.

But even if he didn't care about such a large-scale theoretical breakthrough, he should have heard some rumors.

"Oh right."

Looking at the confused eyes of Moore and other researchers, Song Ziliang quickly added: "This technology is not mature enough at present, so Academician Lin Yang has not announced it yet."

Moir suddenly understood, but then deeper doubts came to his mind.

“Leaving aside Academician Lin Yang’s theory, where did you, a trainee academician, get the computing power ration quota…”

Before he finished speaking, Moore realized a key message:

The intern academician in front of me, who has just joined the Hazardous Technology Administration Bureau less than a year ago, is actually the student of Academician Lin Yang.

As a Class I academician with the highest academic status in the Academy of Human Resources and Social Sciences, Academician Lin Yang naturally has [zero] computing power quota.

really.

The old employees are just having fun, but if something goes wrong, the interns will have to look at it!
After all, you never know how big a celebrity an intern can become!

Moore waved his hand calmly.

"I have no problem, you can continue talking."

Song Zidian nodded and continued as usual: "According to our previous plan, the HRA-3 detection robot will carry the carbon-based biological intelligent terminal to the coordinates of the signal."

"With the help of smart terminals, we can quickly get in touch with the target signal source."

Moore's eyes moved: "But the plan failed. A broken mechanical arm cannot do anything even if it enters the target universe."

"No, you are wrong."

Song Ziliang rejected Moore's words without hesitation: "You may not know that every intelligent terminal is equipped on the right arm of the HRA-3 detection robot."

Upon hearing this, Moll was stunned: "What do you mean..."

"Not bad." Song Ziliang raised the corners of his mouth with a confident smile on his face, "Theoretically, a smart terminal has successfully entered the target universe and may even have made contact with the target signal source!"

"As long as we can get in touch with that smart terminal, all problems will be solved."

"A problem has arisen." Moore raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows lightly, shaking his head in distress, "The communication power of the intelligent terminal is simply not enough to initiate cross-universe communication."

"I want it to proactively contact us..."

"This fucking probability is even lower than my damn year-end bonus!"

Song Ziliang: "?" He seemed to have heard something extraordinary?
"Ahem!" Song Ziliang chose to ignore this dangerous topic, "This problem actually has a solution."

"Although we have not yet confirmed the specific coordinates of the cosmic bubble, we can determine the general scope of its activity."

"As long as enough hyperspace membrane signal transmitting and receiving devices are set up in this area, theoretically, the intelligent terminal located inside the cosmic bubble can receive the signal."

Moore: "?"

All-round undifferentiated WiFi coverage, right?

Do you want to listen to what you are saying?
Let’s not talk about the difficulty of implementing this plan. How much budget will it cost? !

Thinking of the credits that were about to pass away, Moore felt his heart throb again.

……

the other side.

Cathedral Library.

Chen Fan, who was walking among the wooden bookshelves, carefully looked at the old paper books, and the strange aroma mixed with the smell of decay flooded into his nostrils again.

He sniffed slightly and quickly determined the source of the increasingly intense aroma - the layer of tung oil-like substance painted on the wooden bookshelf.

[This machine briefly analyzed it. 】

Just as Chen Fan was sniffing the faint aroma, a voice sounded in his mind: [This substance extracted from plants can play a very good anti-corrosion role. 】

[In addition, the aroma it emits can be refreshing. 】

[However, it has two great harms. 】

'What harm? '

[First, it is slightly addictive. Second, and most importantly, with long-term exposure, it will cause irreversible and permanent damage to the brain's logic and cognitive abilities. 】

Damn it? !
Chen Fan's face changed slightly and he subconsciously held his breath.

Was it intentional or accidental?

The answer is actually already there.

This should be intentional on the part of the church.

Its purpose is probably to hide some unknown truths.

As Xu Huai said, the church has revised the history books in an attempt to hide some truths, but history is history, and modifications and embellishments will eventually have some minor flaws. Once these flaws are discovered by interested people, it will cause unimaginable consequences.

Therefore, the church resorted to the method of destroying the logical and cognitive abilities of the brain!
After thinking through this series of operations, Chen Fan suddenly felt a thin layer of cold sweat break out on his back.

'One, this fragrance is to me...'

[Short-term contact is not a big problem. Besides, don’t you still have an external brain like this machine? 】

Chen Fan: '...'

He slowly exhaled a breath, and then took a careful breath.

Although he knew that doing so would have no effect, Chen Fan still subconsciously controlled his breathing rate.

He turned to look at Gao Yuan who was following him: "Old Gao, do you know where the church keeps its history books?"

"History book?"

Gao Yuan sniffed his nose hard, with obvious pleasure in his eyes.

"You mean the church chronicles?"

(End of this chapter)