The Record of Unusual Creatures

In the splendid sunshine, a planet is rapidly welcoming its demise.

Zum's sunny side is bursting like a firework under the stellar illumination. The thick rock formation melts in the sunlight, bursts, vaporizes, is torn by gravity and sprinkles magnificently and vigorously into space. The whole planet continues to splash while spinning. Hundreds of millions of tons of astral matter go to the end of the planet in the most spectacular way. On the back side of Zum, a bridge of life is trying to save the civilization that once lived on this planet in the last six hours of the last day.

The strata near the equator bloom like a flower bud, and numerous giant tentacles between plants and animals stretch between the crust, pushing the rock layers that are taller than the mountains, and The structure of flesh and blood, plants and machinery is slightly trembled in the center of this huge "flower garden". The red light emitted by it is now the most eye-catching light on the back side of Zhuomu.

This whole structure is like a huge flower of life, in which the line will fall into the **** world of the sun.

The giant turtle rock is like a silver-white bird. It dexterously hovering at the heart of the "Flower of Life", connecting a large number of cables and pipes to the heart of the planet, as the hummingbirds pick up the honey. Mum's 1.6 billion souls.

A spectacular drone that flew over the planet took this spectacular and rare scene and quickly sent it to the censor's communications platform.

Examiners often post images recorded in their missions on this platform, and Hao Ren is now gradually developing this habit. It’s not to show off your achievements. There is no need to show off in front of his peers. He records and publishes these just to remember every step of his own journey, and also records every civilization and every scene he encounters. : Because these scenery are always easy to fade away.

Just like the drom in front of you.

“The current progress is good, the bandwidth is just enough,” the data terminal has been paying attention to the transmission of the soul. “Thanks to Imperial Technology, we know how to transcode the soul from many years ago, otherwise we have to upload and download the soul. It's that easy."

Hao Ren was stunned and patted his chest: "I don't know what to do if I didn't set up these drones at the time..."

"I want to show off my vision and look at it," Lily tilted him. Then he swayed his tail. "But then... the landlord was really far-sighted at the time. Usually I can't see it."

Vivian smiled after hearing it: "Usually we can't see you can graduate four times at Peking University."

As things went smoothly, the atmosphere in the spacecraft seemed to be getting easier, and everyone re-opened the joke. However, Hao Ren did not remove his eyes from the console during this process. At this critical moment, he did not want any problems.

Time passed quietly, and it was unbearably slow. Hao Ren didn't know how long he stared at the console. He only knew that Vivienne had come over a cup of tea and let him take a break for a while, but he soon returned to the captain's seat. The data of 1.6 billion human souls plus the soul of an eldest son is amazing. Even if the drone group optimizes the transmission structure as much as possible, it cannot be completely transmitted in a short time. Over time, the six-hour night of the planet has gradually reached its end, while the console has shown that nearly one-tenth of the length of the transmission is not filled. The atmosphere on the bridge was once again tense, and Lily stared at the picture of the external monitor, and a flame appeared in the reflection in her throat.

"The sun is rising!"

Throughout the transmission process, the Giant Turtle Rock has been hovering over Zum's data release point. As the planet slowly rotates, and now it has finally rotated to the position of welcoming the sun, a striking smashing wall of fire is appearing in front of the spacecraft.

The data terminal screamed: "There is still the last five percent!"

The magnificent sunshine has appeared on the horizon. The high-temperature grilled horizon ignites the blazing fire, which is not a real flame. It is the light curtain that refracts sunlight when the rock steam is sprayed into the sky, but its temperature is more terrible than the ordinary flame. This wall of fire began to move toward the point of data release in an unwavering state, and abruptly ablated the whole world along the way!

And with the fire wall, there is a more deadly star gravitation. On the screen from the external monitor, the distant horizon is as weirdly uplifted as it is rolled up, and countless pieces of fine black matter seem to rise and float to the sun. The huge vibrations have even begun to destroy the structure of the data release point in advance. Around the "flower of life", the earth is collapsing, and huge tiankens appear one after another. The eldest tentacles inside the data release point are quickly stained with a layer of dead gray-black at a rate visible to the naked eye. The sun has finally burned through all the layers of protection, and the organization of this ancient creature is dying in large numbers.

However, its central nervous system is still working tenaciously. The progress of the connection is still displayed on the console, but the progress is slow, but there is no doubt that it is advancing!

"Three percent!"

The sun continues to advance, and the spacecraft shell of the Giant Turtle is finally dyed with a golden red glow, and the fragile tissue inside the data release point has been completely exposed to the stars. Losing the protection of the formation, everything began to ignite a "fire."

"One percent!"

The eldest son's tentacles have been ignited, and the burning process is weird and shocking due to the thinness of oxygen. The hundreds of kilometers of tentacles emit glare under the sun, and then directly into coke. This process advances at an alarming rate, almost the "heart" that has threatened the core of the data release point in the blink of an eye. However, the "heart" itself is still alive, and the residual energy of the entire planet has been transported to this position. It is sending the last bit of data to the host of the giant turtle rock station!

But at this moment, the data terminal suddenly lost its voice and exclaimed: "It is stuck!!"

Hao Ren didn't react at once: "What is stuck?"

The console holographic projection flashed a lot of messy data, and finally locked in an entry, the terminal shouted: "Nolan! Nolan's data and communication links are not compatible!"

At this moment, the sun has spread to the base of the "heart", which quickly enters the collapse process under high temperature roasting. The surface of the indescribable tissue was suddenly covered with tendons, and then large pieces burst open, and substances mixed with blood, electrolytes, industrial oils and flesh fragments erupted everywhere. Looking at this scene, Vivienne is more anxious than Hao Ren: "What happened?"

"The data link of the drone group is set to a special mode for transmitting souls, but we only landed the soul code of the Zum and the eldest son," the terminal explained quickly. "Nolan, she is an ai!"

Hao Ren suddenly understood.

Although Nolan lives in the virtual world, she is not a member of the world at all, or accurately, she is not a member of the "biological".

Her soul belongs to those who maintain the survival of the eldest son.

The data link established between the drones in a hurry can only be used to transmit the soul of carbon-based creatures. This system forgot to leave a path for Nolan!

This is equivalent to forcing data to be sent across the network in the event of incompatible protocols. In any case, when the data arrives at the destination, only garbled characters will be left.

And even if the forced transmission is successful, the data of Nolan is sent to the nucleus research station. The best case can only be sent away from the memory: a compressed file containing all the memory of Nolan. But no soul is equivalent to losing the execution program, and the data will no longer be able to run. Others may be able to see all the experiences of Nolan's life from these data, but no matter how you read them, the girl named Nolan They will never respond again.

Hao Ren looked at the data release point that was rapidly collapsing, but the brain did not fall into rigidity. He squeezed out his last bit of wisdom and suddenly asked the terminal loudly: "The only problem is that the transmission protocol is not compatible. Right? No problem, right?"

"To..." the terminal, "Do you want to do it?"

Hao Ren did not say anything, but quickly entered the last instruction on the console.

At this moment, he was very grateful for his hard work in the week and understood most of the operations of these high-tech equipment.

At the moment when the last instruction began, the sun finally completely covered the data release point. The glory of the glory engulfed the last living tissue of the eldest son. After a few seconds, a huge explosion erupted from the lower layer of the data release point.

All the parameters on the console are also cleared at the same time and everything is finally over. (To be continued.)