Watching them go, Alice complained, "Men who have been soldiers are really unreliable, and when it comes to weapons, they forget everything, as if weapons are their girlfriends!" ”

Mrs. Larry laughed, "Alice, if you want to capture a man's heart, try to like the things he likes. ”

Alice said thoughtfully, "But I don't think the two hobbies of playing with guns and fishing should be the same person." ”

"Human nature is complicated! Sometimes even we don't know what we want, where those inexplicable thoughts come from, everything is ethereal, as if we are dreaming. Only love is real, it makes us know that we are human beings, that we see our responsibilities clearly, and that we have the courage to explore the unknowable future of humanity as a race in the face of difficulties. ”

Mrs. Larry stood up and walked to the window. Outside the window, the lake is like a mirror, reflecting the sky. The three suns are like three bright lights, reflecting strange light.

A gust of wind rose on the surface of the lake, and the water rippled.

It was as if she saw a man smiling at her in the shimmering waves, and that smile was full of love and the power to heal all wounds.

The wind swirled around the bridge and whimpered into the hatch, gently ruffling Mrs. Larry's hair. The golden sunlight shone on the side of her face, emaciated, but well-defined, and she looked very resolute.

Only then did Aoki discover that this unsmiling and stubborn female scientist in Captain Church's diary not only has a sense of responsibility and mission beyond ordinary people, but also has an unusual love. It is the mission and love that support this weak body, so that it has great strength, lives strong in the double suffering of body and soul, and persistently adheres to her mission, dedicating her all to restore the truth of the past of mankind and find a way out for the future of mankind.

……

The wind swirled in the cabin, and with a single blow blew away Ronald Cohen's manuscript on the podium.

Mrs. Larry bent down to pick them up.

She was suddenly stunned, as if petrified, half-hunched, holding the paper she had just picked up in her hand, with an expression of disbelief on her face.

"Ma'am?" Alice asked with concern, "What's wrong with you, ma'am?" ”

Mrs. Larry did not reply, and picked up the rest of the paper. With each pick-up, she would stand there petrified for a moment, and the expression on her face became more and more agitated as she picked up more papers.

After picking up the last piece of paper, she said tremblingly, "Mr. Aoki, Mr. Stone, come and see, this is three-dimensional text!" ”

Aoki was startled, and some strange and indescribable images immediately appeared in his mind. Mrs. Larry had drawn the strange symbols inside the altar of the Sanchi tribe, and with the benefit of hindsight it was a two-dimensional projection of a three-dimensional language. When he saw the symbols, a glimpse appeared in his mind, as if fragments of memories composed of some distant past were floating in his mind, but due to the lack of information, or the problems of his brain itself, these fragments could not be restored into valid information.

He and Situ jumped to their feet almost at the same time and quickly approached Mrs. Larry's side. Su Huilan and the others also gathered around.

The sun shone on the manuscript paper, and the original handwriting disappeared, which was to be expected, and the ink faded from the moment it was taken out of the cabin. However, at this moment, the manuscript paper did not become a blank paper, but the shadow of some faint symbols appeared, some dark in color, some in light color. As the sun shines, the shape of the symbol becomes clearer and clearer.

"This is supposed to be a special developer, most likely used by the military." Situ said.

Mrs. Larry pointed to the symbols on the paper and said, "It should be the same language as the symbols I saw in the Sanchi tribe, Mr. Aoki, you were able to get a fragment of information from it last time, so what about this time?" ”

Aoki flipped through the pages of the manuscript paper and shook his head.

Mrs. Larry thought for a moment, spread out all the paper, and laid it out in a phalanx, and asked, "What about this?" ”

Aoki's brain suddenly thundered, and a bolt of lightning streaked through the darkness, illuminating something, but it quickly turned into shards, like broken glass shards floating in space.

He endured his headache and asked Situ, "Have you seen it?" ”

Situ Ban frowned and said, "It can be combined with some of the symbols I saw before, but the amount of information is still not enough." ”

Mrs. Larry said, "The symbols you see are from the altar of the Mantystone tribe, and the one on this paper should be Cohen from the altar of the Tochaux tribe, which represents fire, plus the one from the Sanchi tribe, there are three copies, write them all together and try to see if you can put together a valid message." ”

Situ nodded and said, "Okay, then we'll trouble Madam, let's write them on the deck." ”

They came to the outer deck, which was the embers left by the barbecue fire. They picked up a few unburned sticks and used them as charcoal sticks and wrote them on the deck.

Mrs. Szeto and Mrs. Larry wrote quickly, and it didn't take long to finish the symbols on the altars of the Mantystone and Sanchi tribes, and then Mrs. Larry began to copy the new symbols on Cohen's manuscript.

The crow knocked Aoki's head with its claws and said, "Quack, look at their memory, and then look at your head, alas-"

It sighed, "I don't know if your head has been struck by lightning or burned by fire!" ”

Su Huilan smiled: "He was burned by fire, so you were scorched." ”

The crow glanced at her, croaked twice, and wanted to say something, but found that Su Huilan had ignored him, but stared at the ground intently.

Lady Larry has finished writing, and the symbols from the three different altars of Ramla are now written together.

The chaotic information in Aoki's mind came out again, much more than before, and the raging magma-like things hidden in the depths of his mind were constantly bubbling out, ready to erupt at any moment, but his headache was gone, as if those memories would burst through his skull once they erupted.

He didn't know if Situ would be like him, but the guy who was as gentle as a gentleman no matter what happened to him, he couldn't see anything on his face except for the occasional frown. Dewar was also watching, she was even more peaceful than Situ.

Mrs. Larry asked, "Well, did you see anything more?" ”

"It's obvious that there's something more, but it's still incomplete," Situ said. ”

Dewar saw these things for the first time and was surprised: "What the hell is this, it seems to be able to be reduced to a fragment of consciousness through spiritual power?" ”

"These are all texts from different altars, and it is likely that it recounts the construction of the altar and the history of Ramrane, just as the inscriptions or frescoes found in the remains of civilizations on Earth," Situ explains. If we can decipher it, we will be able to discern the truth of Ronald Cohen's last words, and perhaps dig up more secrets. However, it is likely that this script comes from the high-dimensional languages of higher civilizations, so it may not be easy to decipher it. ”

"High-dimensional language?" Dewar looked thoughtfully at the symbols on the ground.

"Language is actually a kind of information encoding, and in general, the information exchange between living beings is usually done in a way that is one dimension lower than the spatial dimension in which it is located," said Mrs. Larry. We are all three-dimensional creatures, so we use two-dimensional information encoding. Our brains can only understand two-dimensional information encoding, while one-dimensional information encoding for computers needs to be transformed to be understood by us, and similarly, our language needs to be encoded and converted to be understood by computers. ”

"You mean that computers are two-dimensional creatures?" Aoki suddenly remembered GHOST, the ghost who lived in the underground computer room of Mei's Laboratory.