Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

Mars.

I don't know how many meters deep underground.

Dr. Van stood in an empty “grand hall", and at this moment his face was full of words.

Common sense tells him that there can be no signal here, let alone a human voice.

So when the phrase “Can you hear me?" ”When his voice echoed back in his ear, he even once doubted if he had hallucinations due to dehydration.

Seeing him without any reaction, the intermittent voice was clearly accompanied by a hint of hesitation, muttering as if talking to himself.

“Strange… is there a problem with the translator? That's not possible. ”

… Translator?

That's something.

Fan looked around with a flashlight, looking for the source of the radio signal, and returned with an opening.

“I can hear you... Who are you? ”

There are red iron ore nearby and the signal penetration is poor and the signal source should be nearby given the full signal. However, the beam of the torch searched every corner of the hall, and Fanton didn't see any electronics.

“Don't look," he said, looking around, the voice on the communication channel suddenly brought a bit of fun, “If you could find me here, that would be fun. ”

Gradually realizing that he was doing useless work, Fan Tong took a deep breath and gave up his useless search.

Reaching down the transparent wall again, he stepped back nervously and repeated his previous problems with a vigilant tone.

“Who the hell are you? Is it...”

“Is it? ”

“Are you... Martian? ”

He shook his words out.

However, while Fantong waited nervously for that person's answer, there was suddenly no movement on the communication channel.

Silence lasted about a minute.

Just as he began to wonder if he was right, strangely shaped alien soldiers were on their way to capture him, a gleaming burst of laughter suddenly appeared on the channel.

“Ha-ha-ha! Interesting, I haven't heard such an interesting joke in a while... but unfortunately, you don't seem very smart. ”

Fan Tong: “…”

“If you call Martians, referring to the bugs that used to live on this planet, then I'm sorry, I'm not so inferior,” laughter converged, with a hint of ridicule and a hint of regret in the tone of the voice, "the civilization that had seen the mammalian primate organism composition surprised me, and I didn't expect it to be a primitive civilization that didn't even go out with the mother star. No wonder you can't even find me anywhere. ”

Looking at the paradigm of a tense retreat, the voice laughed and continued.

“Take it easy... I'm not gonna eat you, come on, take off your mask and let me see what you look like. ”

“Are you crazy?” His eyes stared forward, Van said subconsciously, "There's not even air here. ”

If it weren't for the fact that the electromagnetic signal was inaccessible underground, he couldn't bear to suspect that the people at the base had turned on the transducer to tease himself.

Now he's pretty sure there must be cameras or something around here watching him, and maybe the guy hiding in the surveillance room is laughing crazy.

As for who it is, why did you do it...

He felt his brain messed up, like a crushed tofu brain.

“Oh, you're right, I almost forgot… this planet has been destroyed by its former owner," it seems to reflect on itself, the voice mumbled, then fell into trouble, "what do we do? The guys with brains don't tell me how to tell them apart...”

Fantong: “What are you mumbling about? ”

Owner of this planet?

Does that mean that civilization has existed on this planet?

And the reason that Mars became what it is today is not really the cause of academic speculation, but the ancient civilization that lived here?

There is only one thing that is curious about who he is now, as an expert in planetary geology.

“… what was Mars like before? ”

“What was it like before? Even if I were to describe you, most of you wouldn't understand it at your civilization level, after all, you've only seen your own home planet. In short, there is a mild to enviable world, where there is an ecosystem in the nitrogen oxygen atmosphere with great self-healing capacity, and a range of factors such as the environment, temperature and humidity at different latitudes meet the survival needs of known advanced organisms. You understand it as a place where the ecosystem is abundantly rich, and where 120 percent of all organisms of the Portal family live. ”

Suitable for all premium organisms?

Fan Tong does not particularly understand what this 120% corresponds to, but listening to this description alone should be a better place than Earth.

After all, at the rate of extinction of species on Earth, it is hard to imagine a habitable place for 120 per cent of all living beings. And following this trend, it may not be necessary for a thousand years, and humans themselves cannot bear it...

“With it, I suddenly had a wonderful idea.” Suddenly something comes to mind, and the voice on the communication channel is a little excited, "you tell me first how far your civilization has come. ”

At the moment of hearing this sentence, Fan Tong's expression grew more vigilant.

He seemed to notice fluctuations in his emotions, and the voice laughed and said.

“Relax, don't say we're not in a universe, and even if we were, we wouldn't be interested in a bunch of monkeys living on a continental planet, especially these monkeys who are still so ugly. ”

“... not in a universe?” Fan Tong frowned, thinking about some of the interpretations of the thesis on the internet that he had read before, as well as the concept of additional dimensions, "can you still come from the void? ”

“Oh? Are all the lower civilizations so good now?” There was obviously a hint of interest in the sound, "it seems that the guys' message still worked… if not for the translator. ”

There are more and more concepts that don't understand.

Now even the Oracle has emerged.

Looking at that empty hall, Fan Tong squeezed the multifunctional shovel in his hand and continued silently.

“I can't believe a man who doesn't even want to show his face and talk about hiding his face, and I'm not going to answer any questions about 'us' until you tell me who you are and what you want. ”

“Well, let's each answer each other,” the voice simply replied, "If you feel that my question offended you or violated your poor privacy, you can choose not to answer. For the sake of courtesy, I can allow you to ask questions first. ”

“Deal. ”

Though there are still doubts in the heart, I am satisfied with this good faith.

Fan Tong organized a language in his mind and continued to speak.

“So my question… who are you? ”

“Who am I? The question is a little abstract, and I'm sure you're not going to ask me for a philosophical answer, but my name means nothing to you. In that case, follow the words" Martian "in your mouth. They called me a ‘sacred relic’ while they still existed. ”

“Holy relic? ”

“Well, in their culture, it's probably similar to a particular form of life that exists far higher than they do. They do understand correctly, and I am much more advanced than they are. Well, that's all I'm saying, and while I don't mind talking to you more, it's a matter of good faith. ”

Fan Tong tried to argue: "But you didn't explain anything clearly. ”

“That's because the question you're asking is a mist in itself," the voice went on without courtesy, "If you don't want to waste any more time, answer my question, and then our conversation can go on. ”

“… ask. ”

“Do you have the ability to receive text messages on your communication module? The problem is not complicated, but not necessarily remembered by your brain capacity. ”

“ …… ”

After restraining the urge to fire, Fantong silently reached out and docked on the wrist-mounted computer twice, quickly switching the communication channel to the text input interface.

I don't know why this guy is so familiar with the communication technology and language he uses, but it's always a good thing.

He naturally had the opportunity to ask why when both sides had shown sufficient good faith.

Soon, a line of newsletters was sent.

Yet the moment he opened the text message, the whole person stood there like a fool.

[For any ε > 0, there are only a limited number of ternary groups (a, b, c), where a, b, c is a positive integer of the interferon, and a + b = c, where c > rad (abc) ^ (1 + ε).

Fantong: “??? ”

This is…

Mathematics?

What the hell?!

He thought the guy would ask questions like "how many planets do you control," “how many starships do you own," or at least "how many people do you have," and he even figured out how to answer them.

He didn't think, however, that it was a mathematical question that was finally thrown away.

Frowned, Fan Tong stared carefully at the subject.

Although most of his mathematical knowledge was returned to the teacher in the year of graduation, the subject was barely comprehensible.

I just don't know why…

He didn't have a clue, even though it seemed like a simple topic.

Watching Fan have not responded for half a day, the sound gradually brought some disappointment.

“Looks like you're not the chosen one. ”

“… the chosen one? ”

“Normally, it is one of the smartest of your civilizations, or at least something unusual that distinguishes him from his kind. It's like facing the same tablet, some baboons only pee on it, but some baboons can understand the true meaning of civilization, thus leading his tribe out of obscurity and towards enlightenment... I don't know if you can understand me saying this, after all, your knowledge of intelligent creatures probably still lingers on you. ”

There was an obvious drama in the sound.

While dissatisfied with the quantification "only”, Fan Tong has no objection whatsoever.

Just like he couldn't understand what the invisible “wall” stood in front of him was, where the mysterious voice came from, and how he knew his language like...

Perhaps the man he was talking to really came from a civilization so powerful that it was hard for him to imagine.

And now I'm standing in front of him like a primitive.

There was a sigh coming from the communication channel.

“Go back. ”

“Bring my questions back with you. ”

“Find one of your compatriots who can untie it and let him come here with the answer. ”

“If you want to do something good for your fellow countrymen. ”

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(PS: Professor Lu is about to hit the second star, the brothers are worried ~ ~ ~)