Heavy snow filled everything, even the mountain-like pyramids were buried, and the whole land was covered with snow, reflecting the starry sky as bright as fireworks, reflecting the light of ten thousand paths. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

This scene is frozen, the end after destruction, the beauty of the end of birth, no one can imagine, there is such a beautiful existence, but there is also a cold air emerging from the bone marrow, making people tremble.

Forty-eight years later, the night is still the same, and everything is irretrievable.

The blue cat walked to a tablet with dense writing on it, and in the blank space of the next block, he wrote: "Civilization No. 137 is destroyed in the bitter cold.

The next moment, the blue cat tore through the time and space with his bare hands and stepped in.

The wasteland is still a wasteland, but the wasteland is no longer the wasteland of the past, it is a long loess, and it looks even more desolate under the touch of the faint golden rays on the horizon.

The blue cat stood in front of the pyramid, and the thick snow that buried it was destroyed by the black hands of the Troubled Era, and restored to the water, oxygen, and atmosphere needed for life.

The large stone in front of him was in tatters, but it still performed the duties of the palace, but it was flattened at the top, and there was no atmosphere of rushing into the clouds.

The tunnel leading to the nesting cave had been sealed, and the boulders were mixed with hard mud, but there was a long path leading to the top, and the blue cat walked up the stone steps quickly, climbing forward.

This is a stargazing platform.

In this corner, there is a large astronomical telescope, and next to it are several small spherical instruments, similar to armillary spheres. In the center, there is a copper ball, large, two meters in diameter, resting on a complex instrument made of gears, constantly rotating, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and on the side there is a turntable, which several slaves are promoting, powering the machine.

There was also a tall, thin figure in a wide robe standing on the platform, looking up at the sky, with eyes like stars, and when the blue cat came up, he quickly met him.

"Hello, I'm Mozi. He opened his mouth and said,

"I'm a blue cat, hello. The blue cat smiled.

"Ah, I know you!" Mozi excitedly said in a loud voice: "In Civilization 137, you followed King Wen of Zhou...... Although the names of the older people are gone, King Wen of Zhou has survived. ”

"I've been here with him, but I've never believed in his theories. The blue cat sighed.

"You're right. Mozi nodded heavily, then leaned over, "Do you know, in the thirty-six and two thousand years since you left, civilization has restarted four more times. Growing up in the irregular alternation of the Epoch of Chaos and the Epoch of Constant. The shortest one only covered half of the Stone Age, but Civilization 139 set a record and actually went to the Steam Age!"

"So, in that civilization someone found the law of the sun?" asked the blue cat.

Mozi shook his head in laughter and said, "No, no, it's just a fluke." ”

"But people have been trying, haven't they?" asked the blue cat again.

"Of course, come, I'll show you the efforts of civilization last time. Mozi walked around and came to the side of the stargazing platform, and the blue cat also followed, and at a glance he could see the horizon, and the long yellow earth was uncolored, monotonous and majestic.

Mozi handed over a small telescope, the blue cat looked over, and saw a mysterious object, a white figure, scattering a faint light, with a gorgeous posture, one hand under the chin, as if tidying up his long beard, he looked intently, only to find that this was a skeleton, but it was sacred and respectful, looking up at the sky, as if asking Haotian.

"That's Confucius. Mozi stretched out his hand, pointed to the figure and said, "He believes that everything must be courteous, and everything in the universe is no exception. He then created a cosmic system of rituals based on which he attempted to predict the movement of the sun. ”

"The results are predictable. The blue cat shook her head.

"Yes, when he calculated that the sun should follow the rites, he predicted a five-year eternal era, don't you say. That time lasted for a month. Mozi said.

"And then, one day the sun never comes out again?" the blue cat sighed, and anyone would remember the prologue of that beautiful scenery not long ago.

Mozi shook his head and said, "No, the sun came out that day and rose to the sky, but it suddenly went out. ”

"What?extinguish?!" the blue cat startled.

"Yes, it started slowly darkening and getting smaller. And then it went out suddenly! When night fell, it was so cold, Confucius stood like that, frozen into icicles, and has been standing until now. Mozi was very embarrassed.

"Is there nothing? I mean the extinguished sun?" the blue cat quickly rushed out word after word, desperate for answers.

"In that position, a flying star appeared. Like the soul of the sun after death. Mozi's voice was deep enough to clearly think of what had happened that day.

"Oh, are you sure that the sun went out suddenly and the flying stars appeared suddenly?" the blue cat took a breath of cold air.

"Yes. Suddenly extinguished, and the flying star appeared. You can look up the historical monuments, and this record is correct. Mozi said flatly.

"Oh-" The blue cat began to fall silent, everyone knew he was thinking, but he was interrupted, everyone did, the sun disappeared, the stars twinkled, it was too subversive to imagine.

"How could it be...... And suddenly?" he said what anyone wanted to say.

"I don't know if it's the Han Dynasty now, the Western Han Dynasty or the Eastern Han Dynasty. Mozi confided.

"You've lived until now?" said the blue cat.

"I have a mission to accurately observe the movement of the sun. Those sorcerers, metaphysicians, and Taoists are all useless things, they are not diligent, they do not distinguish between grains, and their hands-on ability is extremely poor, and they are just immersed in their own mysteries. But I'm different, I can make practical things!" Mozi waved his hand, showing off the various creations on the stargazing platform.

"Can you achieve your goal with these?" the blue cat stretched out his hand, especially pointing at the big round ball, which looked very strange, most likely Mozi's confidence.

"I also have theories, but they are not metaphysical, they are summarized through a lot of observations. First of all, do you know what the universe is? It's a machine. Mozi said.

"That's not what you say. "The blue cat is helpless.

"To be more specific, the universe is a big hollow ball suspended in a sea of fire, and there are many small holes and a large hole in the ball, through which the light of the sea of fire shines through, the small hole is the star, and the big hole is the sun. Mozi explained.

"It's an interesting model," the blue cat looked at the big ball interestingly, thinking that this was the physical structure in Mozi's mouth, "but there is a big loophole in it: when the sun rises and sets, we see that it is in relative motion to the stars, and the relative position of all the holes in the spherical shell of the big ball should be fixed." ”