The feathers of the mayflies, the clothes are beautiful. The worries of my heart are where I return.

The wings of the mayfly, picking clothes. The worries of my heart are at my mercy.

Mayflies dig and read, and the linen clothes are like snow. The worries of my heart are said to me.

Zhong Xuanyang looked at the starry sky from afar, and read "Mayfly" lightly, there was not much sadness about the shortness of life, what is life? The origin and essence of life, he has a scientific understanding, and of course there is endless confusion.

"The ephemera is conscious, is man eternal for the ephemeral? The ephemera is knowledgeable, and he is also lamenting the transience of life? What is the value and significance of its existence?" "In the infinite universe, does the sun, moon and stars have the existence of low-level and high-level civilizations? In other words, they themselves are other kinds of life existence, because they are eternal relative to human beings.

"The former Zhuang Zhou Dream is Hu Die, lifelike Hu Die, self-proclaimed Shizhi and, I don't know Zhou Ye. Oh Ran Jue, then Yu Ran Zhou also. I don't know that Zhou's dream is Hu Die, and Hu Die's dream is Zhou and Hu Die, then there must be a difference. This is called materialization. Zhong Xuanyang can't help but think of the description of the theory of all things: butterflies turn into Zhou, or Zhou turns into butterflies? Or do they accidentally communicate with each other in different time and space? If there is no "materialization," Zhong Xuanyang sees it as a philosophical proposition at most, and with materialization, Zhong Xuanyang regards it as a proposition that philosophy and life are integrated, does this mean that they are two different life forms that have undergone the transformation of life structure in another time and space, and consciousness coexists?

Zhong Xuanyang pondered, fell into boundless reverie, and subconsciously rubbed an irregular dark stone in his hand. The stone is black and dull, like the heart of the night, not bright and transparent. But it always attracts his mind, makes it refreshing, serene, and sinks.

Since Zhong Xuanyang was twelve years old, after a traffic rain in his hometown, this black stone has never left him.

"Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of butterflies, and the emperor hopes for the cuckoo in spring, the life of the nerves!" Zhong Xuanyang retracted his thoughts, rubbing the black stone in his hand, as if he had returned to the small cottage thirty-seven years ago.

Zhong Xuanyang's hometown is located in an ancient village in Yuanyang County, Honghe Prefecture, and his home is on the edge of the village. Three-storey small wooden building, three generations in the same house. There is a stream not far to the east, and the sound of the water is like a breeze, and the sound of the water can be heard but not noisy.

Grandpa Xuanyang diverted water to build a fish pond of about 3 acres, and duck and fish were polycultured. The surrounding area is full of trees, flowers, and birds. The three generations of grandparents and grandchildren can be described as happy.

Zhong Xuanyang is known as a contemporary prodigy, completed all the courses of high school at the age of 12, and was invited to be admitted to top universities on five continents at the same time with excellent grades.

Mom and Dad have helped him prepare for a new quest in September.

After sunset in August, Xuanyang sat on the terrace with his grandparents drinking tea and chatting, in the night breeze, Xuanyang stared blankly into the depths of the night, not knowing what he was thinking? Suddenly the night sky crossed countless meteors, swaying with a fiery red figure, rushing around the village.

"Meteor shower?"

The dazzling scene shocked everyone in the village, and it lasted for about 10 minutes, and the village suddenly became lively.

Suddenly, a dark blue light crossed not far away, in fact, it could not be said to be light, just a less obvious line, a little far away, invisible, silently falling into the fish pond next to his house. Xuanyang looked at it, and he still felt frightened and inexplicable at that scene, and he was deeply confused: he saw that the pond water vaporized instantly, silently, and countless fish did not have time to beat, and then disappeared without a trace, leaving only a little curling white mist drifting away with the night wind.

Xuanyang knew that the relevant departments would definitely arrive in half an hour at most, and he wanted to open the diversion gate, but after thinking about it, he sat down again, and shook his head at his grandparents, who smiled heartily. Grandpa said, "It's time to bask in the pond too." ”

At this time, Mom and Dad and my little sister were looking around in the yard, talking loudly and excitedly about the scene just now. Xuanyang came to the small courtyard.

"Mom and Dad, when someone asks about the fish pond, they say that we are drying the pond. Xuanyang whispered to his parents. Zhong Xuanyang's parents looked at their son suspiciously, and out of trust in their prodigy son, they both nodded. They don't know about the dim light yet, so let's not talk about it yet!

Sure enough, only ten minutes later, a large number of people rushed in: public security, national security, administration, and scientific research personnel carrying large and small equipment, and quickly launched a wide search.

According to the monitoring data of the relevant departments, the number of meteorites should be 213, distributed within 5 kilometers of the village. After an all-out search, they found 201 pieces, and 12 pieces were missing, and after propaganda and training, the villagers handed over 7 pieces, and 5 pieces were still missing.

Technicians scanned all the houses in the village, including the damaged houses and the damage to people, but fortunately, no one was injured. After some tossing, the whereabouts of the other 5 meteorites are still unknown. The search team had no choice but to give up, as they were only judging the number based on the trail of the meteorite, and it was possible that some of them would vaporize and shatter along the way. So, after the buzz of the backpack flying machine, the village fell silent.

The members of the village committee visited all the families overnight to publicize the policy and check the surrounding situation of each house, and then left one after another. Of course, it includes why the fish pond of the Xuanyang family dried up? And for good reason. What about the fish? Some of them were sold, and some of them were still in Miaotang, and they were scanned and searched by professional equipment, and Xuanyang was a celebrity nowadays, so there was no reason to doubt their consciousness, and the matter passed like this.

The next day, as soon as the sky was bright, Xuanyang came to the fish pond to take a closer look, and he found that most of the silt was missing, and the rest was all dry and cracked. There was a deep hole the size of an egg in the middle of the fish pond, and Xuanyang probed it with his hand, but there was still residual warmth. The entrance to the cave shimmered in the not-so-bright morning light, like the steaming heat on the ground at noon in the southern summer. Grandpa is also there, my father already knows what happened, Xuanyang turned on the ranging function of his mobile phone, and the depth of the hole is 5 meters above the water, and I don't know how deep it is. Xuanyang looked at the cave wall carefully, and picked it with his hand, it was like iron and stone, he knew that this was the result of an instantaneous high temperature.

The hole goes straight down. "It's a lot easier. Xuanyang secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If you tilt downward, it is really not easy to take out the meteorite without alerting the neighbors.

Zhong Xuanyang found a gravity ball and applied it with strong water glue, connected it to the fishing line, and did not touch the bottom until it was nearly 100 meters deep. Zhong Xuanyang repeatedly lifted and released the fishing line, let the gravity ball try to find the attachment point as much as possible, and then slowly pull it out. As the gravity ball lifted, Xuanyang felt the glow gradually increase, and when the gravity ball was completely exposed to the ground, a slightly oval stone the size of a pigeon's egg was glued to the bottom of the ball, like gold and jade, not gold and not jade.

The stone lifted from the ground, like a frightened soft-shelled animal cowering completely, without lustre, like a square cinder.

The moment Xuanyang grabbed the stone, an indescribable feeling came to mind, and that trace of strangeness could not be described: Xuan, Xuanzhi Xuanzhi. This stone is not surprising, the mass is not much, it is slightly heavier than the same volume of steel, and the only feeling is black, deep black, mysterious and mysterious.

Zhong Xuanyang slowly retracted his thoughts and stroked the black stone, as gentle as a lover.

The year is 2210 A.D. Zhong Xuanyang is currently the Dean of the School of Life Sciences of Zhongshen University and the Vice Chairman of the Interstellar Alliance. Since receiving the notice from the Interstellar Alliance 10 years ago, he has been making full preparations, to be precise, touching the stone in his hand. He carried this black stone with him for thirty-seven years.

He had tried to reshape its appearance: 2,000 tons of pressure, 30,000 degrees of heat, quark particle rays, high-energy lasers, and even strong acids and alkalis. However, it was not for nothing: under a high-powered microscope, he found a small hole in one of the acute corners of the black stone, which is an exaggeration to call it a hole, because it is only large enough for particles to pass through. After repeated tests, only the gram particles were able to enter without any problems. The entry of Kem unveiled the mystery of the black stone: there was a broad bean-sized seed-like object inside the black stone, which was full of treasure and light, and any language seemed pale in front of the seed, and it had gone beyond the boundaries of the mystery and out of the scope of the Tao: it was the beginning of heaven and earth, and the mother of all things.

The impact on the eyes and the soul is unforgettable. Its hardness is stronger than the surface layer of black stone, I don't know how many times, finally, through the high-quality, high-strength, high affinity of Kem's high-speed operation, with the Shenwei Aurora 19th generation super computer, in accordance with the human brain nerve map combined with the memory card principle, set up a super storage space and memory program, with a high-energy laser cannon to launch Kem particles, after 10 years of repeated carving, finally printed on the surface of the seed shallow human brain nerve storage map, hundreds of millions of lines, the light screen only saw a small glimmer of light.

He has input and stored a large number of materials on human civilization on the earth: ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, metaphysics, science, literature and poetry, music, and theories and applications of various sciences...... Zhong Xuanyang knows that once interpreted, it is a history of the evolution and development of the earth and human beings on the earth. It's just that such a large amount of data only occupies less than one of the billions of dollars on the surface space of the seed. If the seed surface space was a galaxy, he could not but be amazed by the fact that he had stored less than a speck of dust.

In the same way, Zhong Xuanyang engraved a map of the meridian blood flow points on the surface of the black stone according to the standard human body dot line, and implanted a gram in each of the 720 points.

In addition to the study of life sciences, Zhong Xuanyang has the greatest interest in metaphysics. He believes that metaphysics is something higher than philosophy, and the metaphysics he understands is not just Lao Zhuang Zhouyi, Mai Liuzhuang, Christ God or even witches, etc., it is not just a distant reverie. He believes that everything from the combination of particles, energy movements, and trajectories to the origin of the vast universe, the transition of time and space, and the incomprehensible are all classified as mysteries, or energy. He always believed that everything is a combination, change, and transformation of different energies.

Zhong Xuanyang put away the black stone. With half a year to go before the interstellar trip, he plans to try to run another test before the trip, even though he has done it many times. Taking off his lab coat, Zhong Xuanyang walked towards the lounge.

"Feifei, when did you come?"

"Teacher, aren't you on vacation?"

"Hehe, the half-year vacation is too slow and long, what about you?"

"The teacher recommended me to go to the Interstellar Alliance Life Department, and I have received a notice from them that I have a three-month vacation, teacher, do you really want to take me with you?" After Su Feifei finished speaking, he took off his coat and walked towards Zhong Xuanyang gently and naturally, wrapped his hands around Zhong Xuanyang's neck, exhaled like an orchid, and stared into Zhong Xuanyang's eyes.