Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

Thousands of tons of succulent, juicy animals roaming the lush grasslands and overlooking dense forests, whose wealth is beyond their control and beyond their imagination.

Yet they are in abundance, but eventually die of hunger.

……

Soaring into the cliffs of the cloud.

Looking at the fertile to dark land dozens of meters away, and the lush grassland and the giant trees dozens of meters high in the distance, the ark sitting on the edge of the cliff looked up at the sky and couldn't help but squint his eyes.

Everything in front of you is filled with the feeling of primitive forests, making you wonder if you're back hundreds of millions of years ago.

“… don't tell me that I traveled to Mars billions of years ago. ”

The sun in the sky is tiny, only a bigger thumb. The light wasn't particularly dazzling, but it was bright enough.

The nearby temperatures are so comfortable that you can't even feel the cold at all or even the afternoon of spring that you can't resist wanting to lie in the shade and relax for a nap.

The ship speculated that the reason why the temperature was so comfortable was mostly due to the thickness of the atmosphere and the type of soil. The thick atmosphere is like a layer of cotton that locks up the vast majority of the heat coming from the sun.

At this point, familiar sounds were heard in the ear.

“Time is irreversible, the law of being written into truth. ”

“Oh, so this is a memory? ”

A blue beam slowly floated to the side of the ark, and a blue upright walking human creature came out of the light and sat beside him.

Looking at the slow-moving biological community in the sky, General Reinhardt said with a glimmer of praise in peace.

“Smart, no wonder observers value you so much. ”

The ark skipped the corner of its mouth and said nothing.

In fact, there's nothing hard to guess.

Before entering the dormant compartment, he learned that General Reinhardt's presence was a memory body.

Now that he remembers his name and perfectly plays the "Reinhardt” identity and communicates normally with himself, it is clear that this memory can be written into something new.

For example, about what happened billions of years ago.

“What are you bringing me here for? ”

“You didn't want to wake up for decades anyway, don't you want to find something to kill you? ”

Hearing the tone in the voice, the ark returned to him with a silent expression.

“Decades have also been a matter for me to close my eyes to. ”

If you don't think about something else...

That's true.

“That's what I said, but don't you want to know what happened here? ”

Hearing this phrase, a glimmer of interest appeared in the eyes of the ark.

“What happened here? ”

General Reinhardt smiled slightly and did not immediately answer the question. Instead, he stood up from the ground and patted his pants casually. There was no dirt on his pants.

“Follow me. ”

“You'll find out soon enough. ”

After that, he also turned to the road down the hill, regardless of whether the ark was following him or not.

Staring at his back, the ark hesitated for two seconds, thinking it was idle anyway, so he stood up and followed General Reinhardt down the hill.

“The concept of the nearest pre-Mars ecological landscape in your culture is probably the ‘Gaia hypothesis’ put forward by your scholars, where the entire planet is almost like a whole life, in an almost permanent equilibrium from the very beginning of its initial ecosystem evolution. ”

“The concepts of Antarctica and the Arctic are virtually non-existent, and creatures at any latitude can feel the most comfortable state equally. It's like a paradise, and if it doesn't happen, it's gonna stay there. ”

He stepped into General Reinhardt's footsteps and the ship answered the message at random.

“However, variables have emerged. ”

“Yes.”

“What exactly led to--”

“It's me.”

They were saying that they had come by a cave.

When I saw the giant insect next to the cave, the ark barely drowned out.

This is the first time he's seen a cockroach as tall as his knees.

The pair were shaking about two meters long, climbing up and down the plush tentacles, and seemed to be hesitating about something.

“Isn't that disgusting. ”

“Yes.”

“It's normal that mammals and arthropods have natural differences in aesthetics, they're beautiful with plenty of feet, long tentacles, complex textures, and the focus of mammals' attention is simply not on them... I don't want to discuss aesthetics too much with you, your civilization is too young, and it might be more appropriate for us to discuss these things again when you see a little more. ”

In the middle of the conversation, the little strong not far away seemed finally determined to begin exploring the interior of the cave.

And this is General Reinhardt waving at the ark, writing a "come with me" gesture, and walking with him to the hole * *.

The light of the hole * * is dark and can be described by reaching out and missing five fingers.

Before going in, the ark had some hesitation, after all, that he really didn't want to be in the same space as such a big bug, even though he knew that all this was just an ancient memory.

But after seeing General Reinhardt walking into it without a trace, he eventually bit his teeth and overcame the discomfort in his heart.

One cockroach and two others walked in the cave, pushing forward about a hundred or two meters.

At this point, the little strong walking in front suddenly seemed to have a feeling of danger, and the wings on his back made a dangerous buzz.

“What's he doing? ”

“Hunting. ”

“Hunting? ”

“Yes, in the early days of civilization, or when they were not yet civilized, these cockroaches were predominantly feeding on the cubs of a reptile creature in the cave. This creature is also very characteristic, and larvae also have the ability to reproduce, and you'll see that these cockroaches are very intelligently domesticated into livestock as a source of protein. ”

“Like an ant aphid? ”

“Smart. ”

In the shadow of the talking room, a long-footed spider with fangs set on one face, about a metre high, whispered a roaring low, and the momentum approached.

The creepy plush looked numb on the scalp and took a step backwards under the ark consciousness.

And almost at the same time, the little man in front of him, crawling in shape, trembling with wings, suddenly moved.

The wings on his crust suddenly burst, and the pillow cockroach shot forward like a bullet.

This way of hunting yourself out like a shell really scared the boat.

He thought this creature would only hide in the gully, eat the rotten food, have no offensive power, but he didn't expect the cockroach on this Mars in front of him to have such ferocious hunting power!

Obviously not only did he not expect it, but the spider didn't seem to expect the “little guy" in front of him to be so fierce that a photo face was beaten by surprise and rolled over to the side.

The two insects were caught in a close physical beating and beaten together. With a small head advantage, that little strong was lucky enough to hang on the spider's stomach and eat off the spider's half face.

Win or lose has been separated.

After a moment of subconscious flutter, the spider curled into a bunch and lay still on the ground.

The little strong screamed “excitedly”, cut off the spider's fangs, tied it to the top of his head with a pair of forelimbs, and quickly rushed into the nest behind the cave.

Inside the nest, a fat larvae creep on a carpet-like pile of plush, curious looking towards the entrance to the nest.

Obviously they don't know, they're already in trouble...

“The ability to kill adult Mars spiders amounts to immense glory for these Martians. Because in general, those Martian spiders are usually hunted by giant insects as high as two metres, and those monsters are almost irresistible to the Martians. ”

I felt a bad stomach for the Martian name, and the look on the ark said ugly.

“I think… it would be better if we didn't call them Martians. ”

Reinhardt smiled lightly and said, "What, didn't you name it? ”

Ark: “…”

“It doesn't matter. The name is just a symbol. Even if you call me a Coffee Man, am I not angry? Besides, the little guys in front of you, it won't take long to learn to walk upright, to make tools, even to develop civilizations that are several times more prosperous than your current planet... look, he seems to have discovered treasures. ”

Looking in the direction of General Reinhardt, the white plush was being collected from the ground, and the little strong who had tied the larvae in suddenly stopped the action on his hand.

The larvae seemed to realize that this person was not their own mother and had already begun to feel uneasy and made a grunting call.

Yet, as if he hadn't heard it, he swayed the contact angle above his head and took small steps to climb beside the stone wall.

Unlike the monstrous stone next to it, the flat rock body is firmly embedded on the stone wall like a stone tablet.

Not only that, but there was a strange line of marks on that glossy tablet.

Although it doesn't understand what these signs mean to you, it always finds them attractive in some way.

And this attraction, it's amazing, isn't from the instinct of eating...

“Curiosity is the beginning of it all, and you can't imagine what a shock wave was in my heart when I found this ugly little guy standing in front of this tablet. ”

“This is…” an incredible smear appeared in his eyes, and the pupils of the ark contracted slightly, reading softly, "The words of the Coffee Empire? ”

“Yes.”

General Reinhardt nodded.

“These words, when I first came to this planet… or this universe, were engraved to commemorate something. ”

Just as the two of them were talking, that little Joan had approached the tablet and curiously tapped that line of weird words with his tentacles.

From what it did, the little guy seemed to want to move the thing away, but after several attempts, he finally gave up this impractical idea.

Tied to his unnamed attraction, he couldn't bear to leave it, stared at the tablet for a long time, and rubbed it on the ground with his forelimbs, seemingly imitating a stroke of a symbol on the tablet.

At this moment, the little strong standing in front of the stone tablet will not realize that it is precisely because of his gaze, which should not have happened this time, that the fate of a community has been completely changed.

It also radically changed the future of a planet...