parentshiftbook Chapter 137
Chapter 137
In the history of human development, the controversy about golden records has never stopped.
Many people have regretted this bold and ignorant move.
We exposed too much self-information in the gold record.
Not only foolishly introduced human beings, but also introduced the earth.
Just as the two armies fought, one side was the modern army of aircraft and artillery, the other was the primitive humans with wooden guns and stone sticks, and the stupid primitive humans obediently presented the topographic map and tribal distribution map of their hometown.
If there is a choice, humans may give up or even try to recover Voyager 1 and Voyager 2.
Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in the world.
In order to make Voyager 1 fly further, humans also ignited the track correction propeller (TCM) that has been sleeping for 37 years on November 28, 2017, and tested its ability to locate the spacecraft using 10 millisecond pulses.
Since 2025, Voyager 2 and Voyager 1 have exhausted their energy and completely lost contact, it is almost impossible for mankind to recover these two aircraft.
Since then, the fate of mankind has been completely handed over to the universe.
We can only expect the universe to be kind.
But just as human beings are generally ruthless to the endangered animals on earth, the answer of the universe is equally ruthless, but it conforms to the laws of nature.
Good resources should belong to a stronger civilization.
What's more, this weak civilization is so stupid.
At this moment, Chen Fengzheng personally deeply understands how this stupidity is used by others.
No rhetorical device can describe what he feels now.
Both absurd and sad.
He suddenly felt ridiculous.
Human beings were born by the chance of the gift of the universe. It took millions of years to survive the era of drinking Maoru blood and finally have their own bright civilization and long history.
Human beings defeated natural disasters, selfishness, man-made disasters and viruses, but lost to accidental ignorance, and completely lost their qualification to exist.
The music is melodious on the gold record.
Chen Feng sounded like a sickle of death scraping across the concrete floor.
As an incompetent music Porter with little artistic attainments, Chen Feng has never heard of these classical music representing different cultures.
But this did not prevent him from appreciating music.
Every piece of music represents a culture and mode of thinking, and is a real handed down classic.
For example, Chen Feng in Bach's "F major" has never heard of these classical music before. After all, he can't copy them. He listens to them for nothing.
But he doesn't have to know that these songs should be very beautiful and pleasant.
At this time, he felt particularly distorted.
Of course, the music is pleasant, but his accurate music appreciation and restoration ability, which has been tempered in his heart, makes him subconsciously feel creepy.
As if something was wrong.
No, nothing's right.
All this music has been added.
This material seems to be an almost invisible background sound, which makes the music style that should have been wonderful seem a little gloomy and particularly uncomfortable, like fingernails scraping through frosted glass.
This makes the listener's scalp numb and his teeth clench.
What really permeates people's thinking is what linbu calls radiation waves, which can't be heard by human ears alone.
It's quiet and hidden, but it's everywhere.
What Chen Feng hears now is to transform radiation waves into sound waves that humans can hear and distinguish.
In fact, if the signal strength is amplified countless times, Chen Feng is not controlled.
He didn't feel that his feelings were restrained, but he only hated the sound.
His psychology and physiology are resisting, which makes him not move silently like others.
Although Chen Feng insisted painfully, he had no way back.
After paying such a high price and dying so many times, it was not easy to see the dawn of the long march. How could he give up easily.
He endured his discomfort and tried to concentrate on forcibly remembering every detail of the sound, especially the background sound.
Gradually he found the law.
The background sound is not invariable, but changes along some wonderful rhythm and rhythm.
If he tries to actively block the background sound in his heart, the discomfort will subside a lot.
The background sound seems to be the noumenon that makes the infiltration of thinking effective.
The loud original music is just a cover, or a vehicle that allows the penetration force to bypass the defense of the human brain, just like the sugar coating covered on the surface of extremely bitter pills, or the protein shell used by viruses to disguise as ordinary proteins that can be absorbed by human cells.
Unconsciously, 90 minutes passed.
At 9:33 a.m. on October 27, 3020.
The music sound in Chen Feng's ear has completed a cycle and changed from its internal rhythm. It is indeed derived from all the music in the voice of the earth.
Not a simple linear superposition, but every moment contains all the characteristics of 27 classical music.
Its rhythm covers the humanistic thinking of people on earth, and its sound quality covers the rhythm of nature on earth. Together, it forms an absolutely controlled movement, which can resonate with the brain that dominates human thinking in an extremely hidden way.
Yes, this song captures the part of all classical songs used to control the heart.
Music has two sides, one of which can be named "control".
The definition of control is to use music to control one's emotions and even thoughts from the outside.
For example, an originally depressed person will still subconsciously grin when he hears happy music.
When a person who was originally laughing suddenly hears the movement of sadness to the heart, his eyes will still be slightly moist.
This is the "control" side of music.
Controlling a person through music is not strange.
As early as the early 21st century, in the research of modern psychology, there was a clear conclusion that it is not impossible to achieve psychological hint and manipulate people to do things through music.
Another example is the war maniac Xi Moumou, who set off the Second World War. His use of classical music reached the peak.
On the one hand, he raised his butcher's knife, on the other hand, he promoted classical music among his people, and used music to whitewash his atrocities, making people forget his cruelty and only remember his ambition of rejuvenation.
American writer Tess Gleason's suspense novel burning song tells such a story.
After hearing the violin concerto a hundred years ago, the heroine's daughter repeatedly did things to hurt the heroine.
Although the story is fabricated out of thin air, the research of psychology is justified.
This song "the song outside the world" given to mankind by the invaders is the one that tends to control in all the classical music in the voice of the earth.
Now that he has found the root cause, Chen Feng can begin to think of ways to deal with it.
At this moment, he was shocked and turned to look ahead.
There is still nothingness.
He intuitively felt that something was happening.
Chen Feng's Blue Star suddenly transformed into a sniper form, and a neutron bullet was fired by him.
The bullet still disintegrates into elementary particles less than a meter away from his side.
The naked eye looks as like as two peas before, but in his deep sense of perception, the distance between half a meter and more seems to be very remote.
In Chen Feng's helmet, the particle dispersion fog simulated and calculated on the spaceship was synchronized, and the fog was moving away at an incredible speed in front of him.
Perhaps in an instant, it crossed a light year, leaving a long trace of energy radiation in the void space.
In Chen Feng's ears, ou Qinglan, who is still in the spaceship, shouted.
"The intruder barrier is retreating rapidly. No, our space is being stretched!"
Chen Feng couldn't understand what ou Qinglan was talking about.
Aren't you okay?
How can the void space be elongated?
"No, the space of the solar system is recovering as it should be. In the past 500 years, our whole solar system has been constantly compressed by the barrier of invaders!"
"What?"
In three minutes.
Chen Feng saw the light near the earth in the distance.
Millions of fleets were wiped out in an instant.
Chen Feng looked at the time on his helmet.
October 27, 3020, 9:49 a.m.
He realized the problem.
The distance between yourself and the earth at this time should be close to two light-years.
The exact time of the explosion should be 9:48.
Then I should not see the light of the explosion until two years later.
But I saw it in only one minute.
Or, the speed of light is accelerated, and it spans a distance of two light-years in an instant.
Or it is the space being stretched that shortens the time for the light to reach your eyes.
Chen Feng also reflected one thing, a strange situation that he should have been aware of, but was completely ignored unconsciously.
The radius of the solar system's generalized gravitational field is 2 light-years, almost bordering the nearest star.
If you have reached the edge of the solar system, you should have reached the nearest galaxy.
But no, neighbor star is still at other end of the distant sky.
In addition, the extreme speed of super heavy spaceships is one tenth of the speed of light.
From the earth, how can we reach the edge of the solar system in a month, that is, next to the intruder barrier?
But they did, and were unaware of the obvious paradox.
The cover of the intruder barrier has been compressing the solar system, and the closer to the sun and stars, the lower the compression ratio.
And this compression only aims at the cosmic space in the gravitational field of the solar system, and skillfully avoids human beings and all human creations.
Because the rules of the cosmic background have been quietly tampered with by intruders, human beings have cognitive impairment, and their cognition of space is completely disordered.
Just then, there was a faint buzz in the universe.
Chen Feng trembled all over.
He saw right in front of him, and the huge spherical aircraft that he had once regarded as a nightmare appeared again.
This thing suddenly appeared out of thin air in an extremely abrupt posture, almost the size of the moon, which brought him a great impact.
Chen Feng took a deep breath, fully opened the power of the blue sky and rushed straight forward.
In fact, he can escape, but he thinks it's meaningless to escape.
Even if you escape successfully, you are the only one left in the universe. What can you do?
He never wanted revenge.
……
"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!"
He's awake.
He sat on the bed with his hands on his knees, his eyes loose and empty.
He is still digesting a lot of information just captured in his mind.
He couldn't help feeling sad.
How strong.
Obviously, we are about to find a way to crack the psychological penetration.
But why is my heart more and more desperate?
In the face of such an enemy, it's like peeling onions.
Often think they peel off a layer of skin and can see the essence, but suddenly find that the next layer is more spicy and makes people cry. They don't know when it will be the end.
The intruder barrier can compress even space, and tamper with the rules of the universe and human cognition of the universe from the bottom.
What degree of technology does the intruder have!
Deal with each other. If you play chess on someone else's go board, you should play chess with others.
If the main battlefield is after the next millennium, how can I defeat others in the rules tampered with by others?
How is this possible?
Bang bang!
The door was knocked.
Chen Feng looked at the time again.
It's already nine o'clock in the morning.
It's only a little past, but in fact, the time has been stolen for three hours.
He shook his head hard.
No, I'm back now. I have to wake up as soon as possible. My concept of time has been disordered.
He thought he was ridiculous. He always thought that the whole world was drunk and I woke up alone. In fact, it was his own illusion.
He opened the door.
Zhong Lei grabbed his arm and urged, "come on, we have to hurry to the company. Ou Junlang's father came to our company and said he wanted to buy Xingfeng entertainment so that Ou Junlang can go back and inherit Ouhe group."
"Oh, OK."
When Chen Feng saw Zhong Lei's face again, his heart slowly returned to calm.
No matter now or after a thousand years, I rely on you very much.
It's nice to meet you.