Chapter 1150: Chapter 152 Hongmeng Cosmic Beach, the Age of Sculpture Art
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Xu Zhi put down his pen, extremely calm.
He sat on the edge of the void, as if looking at his own pond, sipping his tea one by one, looking down.
This time, he will not interfere.
There is no sufficient knowledge to interfere.
"This is a mysterious and unknown road. I can't see through it at all... Even in a sense, I come from the future and I will cross here more than 14 billion years later.
But even with the knowledge of the mature system of later generations, I can't use it at all, and I can only walk alone with the first batch of natives in those weak worlds, feeling everything at a loss."
Even he doesn't know how to develop!
Even if he wanted to teach, he didn't have any knowledge to teach. The techniques and blood of his cultivation were not effective at all in this era.
His supercomputing power can't do everything.
Because calculations are based on existing knowledge and data, and now even the most basic data is incomplete, and the laws of heaven and earth are not condensed, how can Hunyuan Hongmeng be deduced?
...
...
Everything is immortal.
The first creature also had his own name, Yimang.
As an ordinary man, he was the first creature in the world to produce wisdom. Without any cultivation base, he even lived to this day 10,000 years later.
During these ten thousand years, civilization has been very fulfilling.As earth beings of similar elements, the original primordial demon gods, they only need to swallow the energy of the universe to survive.
This world is wild, dangerous, and chaotic after all.
But at the very beginning, when they were born in this world, they didn't feel anything strange, as if everything was born like this.
In the first ten years of his birth, Yimang took the offspring of his children and hid everywhere. They suffered heavy casualties. The chaos of the universe and the chaotic folding of space appeared at any time like natural disasters.
Even the dimensions are jumping uncertainly.
Sometimes one-dimensional, sometimes two-dimensional, sometimes three-dimensional.
But this kind of spatial chaos in dimensions is not a big disaster for them.
They are muddy, sometimes reduced to one dimension, turning into a single point, losing the ability to think about themselves, and being fixed.
Sometimes it became two-dimensional. They ran around with sheets of thin paper. After a while, they became three-dimensional three-dimensional creatures, flesh and blood bulging like springs.
Even they can enjoy it.
The dimensional jump cannot kill them, but after the dimensionality is reduced, if other disaster strikes come at the same time, the inability to escape is also a huge disaster.
The space is turbulent, and all kinds of chaos are still perilous. Even if they can live forever, they can only be able to maintain the population.
The past two decades.
They used gestures and signals to communicate, and gradually changed from a wild and beast-like life to their own civilized language, and the language gradually turned into a unique brain wave signal for communication.
They began to be surprised at the magic of language and felt the potential contained in it.
Language is the direct medium of communication, and communication is the start of civilization.
Ullala!
Ullala!
A mud screamed and pointed to a distant space turbulence, indicating that it was dangerous. He once saw a companion enter it and was torn apart.
The surrounding mud began to look scared, looking at the vortex.
A new era of civilization has begun.
They began to learn about each other's experience of danger through communication, and came to life, understood some of the dangerous laws of the universe, and avoided them.
The knowledge of the entire population began to pass on to each other, like a torch. They learned the main function of the exchange of civilized settlements: avoiding danger.
The first hundred years.
The people of Yimang still know how to avoid.
They began to adapt to this new chaotic universe, multiplying in the entire universe, and their language civilization was completely mature, but they were still not separated from the wild life of the tribe.
The development is extremely slow and slow.
They have no other daily routines other than eating, breeding, and resting.
Time seems to pass on them extremely slowly, day after day, dull and boring, as if just like the saying: [The people of the ancients, spring and autumn are millions of years old, and their actions are endless!
The development of civilization has stagnated since a hundred years, leading the most primitive life of a wild tribe.
It is impossible to develop civilization.
Dimensions are jumping.
The parameter of gravity can jump from 1 to 10,000 at any time.
The speed of light is also uneven.
Sometimes the speed is extremely slow, and it is unimaginable.
Because of the uncertainty of the propagation speed of light, the observation method of "distance is small and close is large" is not applicable at all.
The parameters of the light are unstable, everything they see is false, and even space cannot be measured.
They seem to live in an illusory space universe.
In this case, let alone any so-called development of technological civilization, using tools, even the top spacecraft of later generations will become a pile of rotten iron here.
Because the development of civilization is the use of tools, and the so-called tools are based on rules.
However, although civilization cannot be developed, the population has continued to explode, and their deaths and injuries, who can avoid most of the cosmic dangers, have drastically reduced, and the population has experienced a real era of great expansion.
In the first millennium.
They found new pleasures in their boring lives.
They started to put the excess time on the building, and they were immersed in it.
In the empty and secluded universe, where they live, all the soil is shaped by them into various shapes, strange shapes, strange hunting, like children's graffiti.
Even though, within almost a week, there will be a turbulent flow of law, or changes in the parameters of gravity, which will directly destroy their creations, just like frequent seas sweeping sand sculptures on the beach, but they are still happy to rebuild.
day to day.
Give birth, eat, rest, build, be destroyed by the universe, and build again.
Built for ten thousand years.
The era of great expansion is also an era of great construction.
The idling Yimans, unable to develop civilization, used excessive energy for cosmic sculpture, which is almost a historical inevitability.
Xu Zhi couldn't help feeling the shock of the epic, "Who would have thought? The first civilization of the universe, they are like a bunch of innocent children on the beach, who have spent tens of thousands of years happy to build statues day after day! , And then constantly be beaten by the tides of the waves, destroying their masterpieces."
In Xu Zhi's eyes, this scene was strange.
As long as it is their place of residence, the floating substances in the universe are all sculpted into buildings of strange styles and live in them.
And the development of these sculptures, their sculptural art, has also reached its peak in the development. From the beginning, the bizarre style of curiosity has gradually gained a unified aesthetic view. The statues have become regular, symmetrical, and perfectly spherical. Cube, triangle, polyhedron...
The whole world seemed to have become a square world of mathematics and geometry, and the sculpture made them understand the beauty of regularity for the first time. They began to think for the first time:
[Why is the universe not regular?
For ten thousand years, although there has been no development, they have already recognized the existence of a series of rules of "light" and "gravity", because of the natural disasters of those variables, they have understood the existence of these concepts very early.
This is a very simple reason.
If gravity is constant, then people will easily ignore it in life, until Newton sees an apple, but if gravity is not constant, the object will fall, and the suction force on you will be strangely large and small. You will notice the concept of "gravity" from the beginning.
Even, they even measured time and formulated units to calculate their life span and how long they have passed.
They continued to play with the sculptures, and Yimang, who was sitting at the top, began to think:
Why is the light not constant?
It would be great if the light was constant.
After all, light is too fraudulent. If its speed is constant, we don't have to touch it with our hands to determine the true shape of the sculpture.
The world can become real just by seeing it with the eyes.
Why is gravity not constant?
It would be great if the gravity is constant.
If the gravitational force is a constant number, the statue we build will not quickly collapse or deform or twist due to the gravitational force between the matter.
Why is the space not constant?
If the space is constant, the statues built by us will not be destroyed by the turbulence of the space, and can always exist.
He began to question the irregular universe he lived in for the first time, taking root like a seed.
He was not satisfied anymore.
But even if Yiman doubted, there was no way to change it.
He could only lead his tribe’s savings to build a statue day after day, and then be destroyed.
Thousands of years later, after concentrating on the sculpture, he found that his thinking became clearer and faster, and he was able to see the inside of the body in a dim blur.
"I saw myself?"
He stopped, as if he saw his body resemble another sculpture, many of which were incomplete and weak, and he couldn't help but concentrate on starting to exercise every part of his body, sensing the shortcomings.
Carving himself perfectly like a statue... Gradually, in another three years, he felt that his life seemed to have broken through a certain limit.
He entered a mysterious and mysterious state. When he woke up, it had been a few months, and there was a strange aura all over his body. The whole universe was violently shaken, the stars were shining, and the avenues were lingering, like heaven and earth. The first among the ancient sacred.
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Xu Zhi put down his pen, extremely calm.
He sat on the edge of the void, as if looking at his own pond, sipping his tea one by one, looking down.
This time, he will not interfere.
There is no sufficient knowledge to interfere.
"This is a mysterious and unknown road. I can't see through it at all... Even in a sense, I come from the future and I will cross here more than 14 billion years later.
But even with the knowledge of the mature system of later generations, I can't use it at all, and I can only walk alone with the first batch of natives in those weak worlds, feeling everything at a loss."
Even he doesn't know how to develop!
Even if he wanted to teach, he didn't have any knowledge to teach. The techniques and blood of his cultivation were not effective at all in this era.
His supercomputing power can't do everything.
Because calculations are based on existing knowledge and data, and now even the most basic data is incomplete, and the laws of heaven and earth are not condensed, how can Hunyuan Hongmeng be deduced?
...
...
Everything is immortal.
The first creature also had his own name, Yimang.
As an ordinary man, he was the first creature in the world to produce wisdom. Without any cultivation base, he even lived to this day 10,000 years later.
During these ten thousand years, civilization has been very fulfilling.As earth beings of similar elements, the original primordial demon gods, they only need to swallow the energy of the universe to survive.
This world is wild, dangerous, and chaotic after all.
But at the very beginning, when they were born in this world, they didn't feel anything strange, as if everything was born like this.
In the first ten years of his birth, Yimang took the offspring of his children and hid everywhere. They suffered heavy casualties. The chaos of the universe and the chaotic folding of space appeared at any time like natural disasters.
Even the dimensions are jumping uncertainly.
Sometimes one-dimensional, sometimes two-dimensional, sometimes three-dimensional.
But this kind of spatial chaos in dimensions is not a big disaster for them.
They are muddy, sometimes reduced to one dimension, turning into a single point, losing the ability to think about themselves, and being fixed.
Sometimes it became two-dimensional. They ran around with sheets of thin paper. After a while, they became three-dimensional three-dimensional creatures, flesh and blood bulging like springs.
Even they can enjoy it.
The dimensional jump cannot kill them, but after the dimensionality is reduced, if other disaster strikes come at the same time, the inability to escape is also a huge disaster.
The space is turbulent, and all kinds of chaos are still perilous. Even if they can live forever, they can only be able to maintain the population.
The past two decades.
They used gestures and signals to communicate, and gradually changed from a wild and beast-like life to their own civilized language, and the language gradually turned into a unique brain wave signal for communication.
They began to be surprised at the magic of language and felt the potential contained in it.
Language is the direct medium of communication, and communication is the start of civilization.
Ullala!
Ullala!
A mud screamed and pointed to a distant space turbulence, indicating that it was dangerous. He once saw a companion enter it and was torn apart.
The surrounding mud began to look scared, looking at the vortex.
A new era of civilization has begun.
They began to learn about each other's experience of danger through communication, and came to life, understood some of the dangerous laws of the universe, and avoided them.
The knowledge of the entire population began to pass on to each other, like a torch. They learned the main function of the exchange of civilized settlements: avoiding danger.
The first hundred years.
The people of Yimang still know how to avoid.
They began to adapt to this new chaotic universe, multiplying in the entire universe, and their language civilization was completely mature, but they were still not separated from the wild life of the tribe.
The development is extremely slow and slow.
They have no other daily routines other than eating, breeding, and resting.
Time seems to pass on them extremely slowly, day after day, dull and boring, as if just like the saying: [The people of the ancients, spring and autumn are millions of years old, and their actions are endless!
The development of civilization has stagnated since a hundred years, leading the most primitive life of a wild tribe.
It is impossible to develop civilization.
Dimensions are jumping.
The parameter of gravity can jump from 1 to 10,000 at any time.
The speed of light is also uneven.
Sometimes the speed is extremely slow, and it is unimaginable.
Because of the uncertainty of the propagation speed of light, the observation method of "distance is small and close is large" is not applicable at all.
The parameters of the light are unstable, everything they see is false, and even space cannot be measured.
They seem to live in an illusory space universe.
In this case, let alone any so-called development of technological civilization, using tools, even the top spacecraft of later generations will become a pile of rotten iron here.
Because the development of civilization is the use of tools, and the so-called tools are based on rules.
However, although civilization cannot be developed, the population has continued to explode, and their deaths and injuries, who can avoid most of the cosmic dangers, have drastically reduced, and the population has experienced a real era of great expansion.
In the first millennium.
They found new pleasures in their boring lives.
They started to put the excess time on the building, and they were immersed in it.
In the empty and secluded universe, where they live, all the soil is shaped by them into various shapes, strange shapes, strange hunting, like children's graffiti.
Even though, within almost a week, there will be a turbulent flow of law, or changes in the parameters of gravity, which will directly destroy their creations, just like frequent seas sweeping sand sculptures on the beach, but they are still happy to rebuild.
day to day.
Give birth, eat, rest, build, be destroyed by the universe, and build again.
Built for ten thousand years.
The era of great expansion is also an era of great construction.
The idling Yimans, unable to develop civilization, used excessive energy for cosmic sculpture, which is almost a historical inevitability.
Xu Zhi couldn't help feeling the shock of the epic, "Who would have thought? The first civilization of the universe, they are like a bunch of innocent children on the beach, who have spent tens of thousands of years happy to build statues day after day! , And then constantly be beaten by the tides of the waves, destroying their masterpieces."
In Xu Zhi's eyes, this scene was strange.
As long as it is their place of residence, the floating substances in the universe are all sculpted into buildings of strange styles and live in them.
And the development of these sculptures, their sculptural art, has also reached its peak in the development. From the beginning, the bizarre style of curiosity has gradually gained a unified aesthetic view. The statues have become regular, symmetrical, and perfectly spherical. Cube, triangle, polyhedron...
The whole world seemed to have become a square world of mathematics and geometry, and the sculpture made them understand the beauty of regularity for the first time. They began to think for the first time:
[Why is the universe not regular?
For ten thousand years, although there has been no development, they have already recognized the existence of a series of rules of "light" and "gravity", because of the natural disasters of those variables, they have understood the existence of these concepts very early.
This is a very simple reason.
If gravity is constant, then people will easily ignore it in life, until Newton sees an apple, but if gravity is not constant, the object will fall, and the suction force on you will be strangely large and small. You will notice the concept of "gravity" from the beginning.
Even, they even measured time and formulated units to calculate their life span and how long they have passed.
They continued to play with the sculptures, and Yimang, who was sitting at the top, began to think:
Why is the light not constant?
It would be great if the light was constant.
After all, light is too fraudulent. If its speed is constant, we don't have to touch it with our hands to determine the true shape of the sculpture.
The world can become real just by seeing it with the eyes.
Why is gravity not constant?
It would be great if the gravity is constant.
If the gravitational force is a constant number, the statue we build will not quickly collapse or deform or twist due to the gravitational force between the matter.
Why is the space not constant?
If the space is constant, the statues built by us will not be destroyed by the turbulence of the space, and can always exist.
He began to question the irregular universe he lived in for the first time, taking root like a seed.
He was not satisfied anymore.
But even if Yiman doubted, there was no way to change it.
He could only lead his tribe’s savings to build a statue day after day, and then be destroyed.
Thousands of years later, after concentrating on the sculpture, he found that his thinking became clearer and faster, and he was able to see the inside of the body in a dim blur.
"I saw myself?"
He stopped, as if he saw his body resemble another sculpture, many of which were incomplete and weak, and he couldn't help but concentrate on starting to exercise every part of his body, sensing the shortcomings.
Carving himself perfectly like a statue... Gradually, in another three years, he felt that his life seemed to have broken through a certain limit.
He entered a mysterious and mysterious state. When he woke up, it had been a few months, and there was a strange aura all over his body. The whole universe was violently shaken, the stars were shining, and the avenues were lingering, like heaven and earth. The first among the ancient sacred.
Xu Zhi put down his pen, extremely calm.He sat on the edge of the void, as if looking at his own pond, sipping his tea one by one, looking down.This time, he will not interfere.There is no sufficient knowledge to interfere."This is a mysterious and unknown road. I can't see through it at all... Even in a sense, I come from the future and I will cross here more than 14 billion years later.But even with the knowledge of the mature system of later generations, I can't use it at all, and I can only walk alone with the first batch of natives in those weak worlds, feeling everything at a loss."Even he doesn't know how to develop!Even if he wanted to teach, he didn't have any knowledge to teach. The techniques and blood of his cultivation were not effective at all in this era.His supercomputing power can't do everything.Because calculations are based on existing knowledge and data, and now even the most basic data is incomplete, and the laws of heaven and earth are not condensed, how can Hunyuan Hongmeng be deduced?......Everything is immortal.The first creature also had his own name, Yimang.As an ordinary man, he was the first creature in the world to produce wisdom. Without any cultivation base, he even lived to this day 10,000 years later.During these ten thousand years, civilization has been very fulfilling.As earth beings of similar elements, the original primordial demon gods, they only need to swallow the energy of the universe to survive.This world is wild, dangerous, and chaotic after all.But at the very beginning, when they were born in this world, they didn't feel anything strange, as if everything was born like this.In the first ten years of his birth, Yimang took the offspring of his children and hid everywhere. They suffered heavy casualties. The chaos of the universe and the chaotic folding of space appeared at any time like natural disasters.Even the dimensions are jumping uncertainly.Sometimes one-dimensional, sometimes two-dimensional, sometimes three-dimensional.But this kind of spatial chaos in dimensions is not a big disaster for them.They are muddy, sometimes reduced to one dimension, turning into a single point, losing the ability to think about themselves, and being fixed.Sometimes it became two-dimensional. They ran around with sheets of thin paper. After a while, they became three-dimensional three-dimensional creatures, flesh and blood bulging like springs.Even they can enjoy it.The dimensional jump cannot kill them, but after the dimensionality is reduced, if other disaster strikes come at the same time, the inability to escape is also a huge disaster.The space is turbulent, and all kinds of chaos are still perilous. Even if they can live forever, they can only be able to maintain the population.The past two decades.They used gestures and signals to communicate, and gradually changed from a wild and beast-like life to their own civilized language, and the language gradually turned into a unique brain wave signal for communication.They began to be surprised at the magic of language and felt the potential contained in it.Language is the direct medium of communication, and communication is the start of civilization.Ullala!Ullala!A mud screamed and pointed to a distant space turbulence, indicating that it was dangerous. He once saw a companion enter it and was torn apart.The surrounding mud began to look scared, looking at the vortex.A new era of civilization has begun.They began to learn about each other's experience of danger through communication, and came to life, understood some of the dangerous laws of the universe, and avoided them.The knowledge of the entire population began to pass on to each other, like a torch. They learned the main function of the exchange of civilized settlements: avoiding danger.The first hundred years.The people of Yimang still know how to avoid.They began to adapt to this new chaotic universe, multiplying in the entire universe, and their language civilization was completely mature, but they were still not separated from the wild life of the tribe.The development is extremely slow and slow.They have no other daily routines other than eating, breeding, and resting.Time seems to pass on them extremely slowly, day after day, dull and boring, as if just like the saying: The people of the ancients, spring and autumn are millions of years old, and their actions are endless!The development of civilization has stagnated since a hundred years, leading the most primitive life of a wild tribe.It is impossible to develop civilization.Dimensions are jumping.The parameter of gravity can jump from 1 to 10,000 at any time.The speed of light is also uneven.Sometimes the speed is extremely slow, and it is unimaginable.Because of the uncertainty of the propagation speed of light, the observation method of "distance is small and close is large" is not applicable at all.The parameters of the light are unstable, everything they see is false, and even space cannot be measured.They seem to live in an illusory space universe.In this case, let alone any so-called development of technological civilization, using tools, even the top spacecraft of later generations will become a pile of rotten iron here.Because the development of civilization is the use of tools, and the so-called tools are based on rules.However, although civilization cannot be developed, the population has continued to explode, and their deaths and injuries, who can avoid most of the cosmic dangers, have drastically reduced, and the population has experienced a real era of great expansion.In the first millennium.They found new pleasures in their boring lives.They started to put the excess time on the building, and they were immersed in it.In the empty and secluded universe, where they live, all the soil is shaped by them into various shapes, strange shapes, strange hunting, like children's graffiti.Even though, within almost a week, there will be a turbulent flow of law, or changes in the parameters of gravity, which will directly destroy their creations, just like frequent seas sweeping sand sculptures on the beach, but they are still happy to rebuild.day to day.Give birth, eat, rest, build, be destroyed by the universe, and build again.Built for ten thousand years.The era of great expansion is also an era of great construction.The idling Yimans, unable to develop civilization, used excessive energy for cosmic sculpture, which is almost a historical inevitability.Xu Zhi couldn't help feeling the shock of the epic, "Who would have thought? The first civilization of the universe, they are like a bunch of innocent children on the beach, who have spent tens of thousands of years happy to build statues day after day! , And then constantly be beaten by the tides of the waves, destroying their masterpieces."In Xu Zhi's eyes, this scene was strange.As long as it is their place of residence, the floating substances in the universe are all sculpted into buildings of strange styles and live in them.And the development of these sculptures, their sculptural art, has also reached its peak in the development. From the beginning, the bizarre style of curiosity has gradually gained a unified aesthetic view. The statues have become regular, symmetrical, and perfectly spherical. Cube, triangle, polyhedron...The whole world seemed to have become a square world of mathematics and geometry, and the sculpture made them understand the beauty of regularity for the first time. They began to think for the first time:Why is the universe not regular?For ten thousand years, although there has been no development, they have already recognized the existence of a series of rules of "light" and "gravity", because of the natural disasters of those variables, they have understood the existence of these concepts very early.This is a very simple reason.If gravity is constant, then people will easily ignore it in life, until Newton sees an apple, but if gravity is not constant, the object will fall, and the suction force on you will be strangely large and small. You will notice the concept of "gravity" from the beginning.Even, they even measured time and formulated units to calculate their life span and how long they have passed.They continued to play with the sculptures, and Yimang, who was sitting at the top, began to think:Why is the light not constant?It would be great if the light was constant. After all, light is too fraudulent. If its speed is constant, we don't have to touch it with our hands to determine the true shape of the sculpture.The world can become real just by seeing it with the eyes.Why is gravity not constant?It would be great if the gravity is constant.If the gravitational force is a constant number, the statue we build will not quickly collapse or deform or twist due to the gravitational force between the matter.Why is the space not constant?If the space is constant, the statues built by us will not be destroyed by the turbulence of the space, and can always exist.He began to question the irregular universe he lived in for the first time, taking root like a seed.He was not satisfied anymore.But even if Yiman doubted, there was no way to change it.He could only lead his tribe's savings to build a statue day after day, and then be destroyed.Thousands of years later, after concentrating on the sculpture, he found that his thinking became clearer and faster, and he was able to see the inside of the body in a dim blur."I saw myself?"He stopped, as if he saw his body resemble another sculpture, many of which were incomplete and weak, and he couldn't help but concentrate on starting to exercise every part of his body, sensing the shortcomings.Carving himself perfectly like a statue... Gradually, in another three years, he felt that his life seemed to have broken through a certain limit.He entered a mysterious and mysterious state. When he woke up, it had been a few months, and there was a strange aura all over his body. The whole universe was violently shaken, the stars were shining, and the avenues were lingering, like heaven and earth. The first among the ancient sacred.
