Xu Shi put down the pen and was extremely calm.

He sat on the edge of the void, as if looking at his own pond, sipping his tea and looking down.

This time, he won't interfere.

Nor does there be enough knowledge to interfere.

"It's a mysterious and unknown path, and I can't see through it at all... Even though in a sense, I'm from the future, and I've traveled here more than 14 billion years later,

But even if I have the knowledge of the mature system of later generations, I can't use it at all, and I am also the first aborigines in those weak worlds.... I can only walk alone, touching 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, and the exercises and bloodlines he cultivated were not effective at all in this era.

His supercomputing power can't deduce everything.

Because calculation and deduction are based on existing knowledge data, and now even the most basic data are incomplete, and the laws of heaven and earth are not condensed.

...

...

Everything is immortal.

The original creature also had its own name, Eman.

As an ordinary man, he was the first creature in heaven and earth to produce wisdom, and without any cultivation, he even lived to this day 10,000 years later.

In the past 10,000 years, civilization has lived a full life. As elemental-like earth beings, the original primordial demon gods, they only need to swallow the energy of the universe to survive.

This world is wild, dangerous, and chaotic turbulence in the end.

But in the beginning, they were born into this world and didn't feel anything unusual, as if everything was born like this.

In the first ten years of his birth, Emang took the children and descendants of his own child, hiding everywhere, they suffered heavy casualties, the chaos of the universe was intertwined, and the chaos of space folded, as if a natural disaster appeared at any time.

Even the dimensions are jumping uncertainly.

Sometimes it's one-dimensional, sometimes it's two-dimensional, sometimes it's three-dimensional.

But the spatial chaos of this dimension is not too much of a disaster for them.

They are a lump of mud, sometimes reduced to one dimension, turned into a point, lost the ability to think for themselves, and are fixed.

Sometimes they became two-dimensional, thin sheets of paper, running around, and after a while, they became three-dimensional creatures again, flesh and blood bulging like springs.

Even they can enjoy it.

The leap of the dimension can't kill them, but after being downgraded, if other calamity strikes at the same time, it is also a huge disaster to be unable to escape.

Spatial turbulence, all kinds of chaos are still in danger, even if they can live forever, they can only maintain the population without decaying.

The last two decades.

They use gestures and signals to communicate, and gradually from the life of wild beasts, their own civilized language appears, and the language gradually turns into a unique brainwave signal to communicate.

They began to marvel at the magic of language and feel the potential it contained.

Language is the direct medium of communication, and communication is the starting flame of civilization.

Ulala!

Ulala!

There was a mud yell, pointing to a distant spatial turbulence, indicating that it was dangerous, and that he had seen his companions enter it and be torn apart.

The mud around him began to look scared, looking at the whirlpool.

A new era of civilization began.

They began to communicate with each other to experience dangers, close deaths, understand some of the dangerous laws of the universe, and evade.

The knowledge of the entire population began to pass on to each other like a torch, and they learned the most important role of the communication of civilizations: to avoid danger.

The moment of the first centenary.

The people of Emang still know how to dodge.

They began to adapt to this nascent chaotic universe, multiplying in large numbers throughout the universe, and the language civilization was completely mature, but they still did not leave the wild life of the tribe.

It is incomparably slow and sluggish.

They have no other daily activities except eating, reproducing, resting, and so on.

Time seems to pass on them very slowly, day after day, boring and boring, as if just like that sentence: [The ancients are millions of years old in spring and autumn, and their actions are not declining!]

The development of civilization has been stagnant since a hundred years, and they have lived the most primitive life of barbarian tribes.

It is simply impossible to develop civilization.

Dimensions are jumping.

The parameters of the gravitational pull of matter can jump from 1 to 10,000 at any time.

The speed of light is also uneven.

Sometimes it's extremely slow, and it's incredibly fast.

Because the propagation speed of light is uncertain, the observation method of "far small, near large" is not applicable at all, and those who are close may be far away in the sky, and those who are far away in the sky may also be close at hand.

The parameters of the light are unstable, so that everything they see is false, and even space cannot be measured.

They seem to be living in an illusory universe of space.

In this case, not to mention any so-called development of scientific and technological civilization, using tools, even the top spaceships 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 they were unable to develop civilization, their population continued to grow rapidly, and their casualties who were able to avoid most of the dangers of the universe were greatly reduced, and the population appeared in a real era of great expansion.

In the first thousand years.

They find new pleasures in their boring lives.

Begin to put the excess time on the building, and they immerse themselves in it.

In the empty and lonely universe, the gathering place of their existence, all the soil has been shaped into various shapes by them, strange shapes, hunting strange and grotesque, like children's graffiti.

Even though almost a week, there will be a turbulence of the law, or a change in the parameters of gravity, which will directly destroy their creation, like a frequent sea water sweeping the sand sculptures on the beach, but they are still happy to rebuild.

Day after day.

Fertility, eating, resting, building, being destroyed by the universe, and being built again.

Built for 10,000 years.

The era of great expansion is also an era of great architecture.

The idleness of the Yimangs, unable to develop civilization, devoted their excessively exuberant energy to cosmic sculptures, which is almost a historical inevitability.

Xu Zhi couldn't help but feel the shock of the epic, "Who would have thought that the first civilization of the universe, they were like a bunch of innocent children on the beach, who spent thousands of years building statues day after day, and then constantly being beaten by the tides of the waves, destroying their masterpieces. ”

In Xu Paper's eyes, this scene is bizarre.

As long as it is their place of residence, the floating matter in the universe is sculpted into various strange styles of buildings and inhabited in them.

And the development of these sculptures, their sculpture art, has also reached the peak in the development, from the beginning of the strange hunting style, gradually has a unified aesthetic, the statue has become regular, symmetrical, perfect spherical, cubic, triangular, polyhedron....

The whole world seems to have become a mathematically geometric square world, and the sculpture also made them understand the beauty of regularity for the first time, and they began to think for the first time:

Why isn't the universe regular?]

In the past 10,000 years, although there has been no development, they have long recognized the existence of a series of rules of "light" and "gravity", because of the natural disasters of those variables, they have long understood the existence of these concepts.

It's very simple.

If gravity is constant, then it is easy for people to ignore it in their lives until Newton sees the apple, but if gravity is not constant, and the falling object and the suction force on you are extremely bizarre, humans will notice the concept of "gravity" at the beginning.

They even measured time and made units to calculate their lifespan and how long it had passed.

They continued to play with the sculpture, and sat down on the highest part of the statue and began to think:

Why isn't light constant?

It would be nice if the light was constant.

After all, light is so deceptive that 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 be real just by looking at it with your eyes.

Why isn't gravity constant?

It would be nice if gravity was constant.

If gravity were a constant number, the statues we built would not collapse quickly, deform and distort due to the gravitational pull between matter.

Why isn't space constant?

If the space is constant, the statues we build will not be destroyed by the turbulence of space, and can always exist.

For the first time, he began to question the irregular universe in which he lived, like a seed taking root and sprouting.

He was starting to get dissatisfied.

But even though Emang questioned, there was no way to change it.

He could only lead his people to build statues with their savings day after day, and then destroy them.

After thousands of years, concentrating on sculpture, he found that his thinking became clearer and faster, and he could actually see the inside of the body in a hazy way.

"I saw... Myself?"

He stopped, as if he saw his body like another sculpture, many of the details were imperfect and weak, and he couldn't help but concentrate on every part of his body and feel the shortcomings.

Carved yourself like a statue... Gradually, for another three years, he felt as if his life had broken through some kind of limit.

He entered a state of mystery and mystery, when he woke up, a few months had passed, there was a strange aura all over his body, and the whole universe shook violently, the stars were shining, and the brilliance of the avenue was lingering, and for a time it seemed like the first ancient divine between heaven and earth.

(End of chapter)