Aoki's mind couldn't imagine what kind of structure the Lamla anthill was. He tried his best to recall whether he had ever dug out an ant's nest when he was a child, and wanted to remember the image of an anthill from it.

It is said that when people were young, especially children growing up in the countryside, nine out of ten people did this kind of thing, either digging it with a shovel or pouring boiling water into the ant's hole. Now when the conditions are good, it will be poured into the hot molten aluminum, and after the molten aluminum cools, a delicate and complete model of the aluminum-plastic anthill can be dug up.

It's a pity that Aoki's brain has always been problematic. His memory was limited to coming to Liuying Lane, standing under the old willow tree, and meeting the life flower after the event, and he couldn't remember the days before that, and his mind was blank.

But he was pretty sure he didn't fall from the sky, jump out of the mud, or burst out of the wood. He's also had a childhood and upbringing, he's been to school, he's been to school, he's been to books, and he's even experienced things that ordinary people might not have experienced, otherwise he wouldn't have been so multilingual, he knew guns and martial arts, and he had some obscure history and stale scientific knowledge.

Whenever he wanted to look for something from the white memory, there were often thousands of ants crawling out of the vague gray brain, and every now and then they bit him, and his head was swollen and painful.

He shook his head, feeling that even if he had dug an ant's nest as a child, he would not have thought or had the conditions to use molten aluminum to fill the ant's nest. And when doing this kind of thing, if you encounter a conservative environmentalist or animal protectionist, you must look at the dead ants with the eyes of a virgin and criticize the bear child with vicious words.

Aoki felt that he was not a bear child, and that what made him finally certain that he had not seen the full shape of an anthill was because of his laziness. A lazy person like him probably wouldn't even think about such a thing, let alone do it?

He felt that his memory was sealed by the "lazy demon" hidden in his body, because only by not remembering anything could he maintain a long-term "lazy" state.

If people always think of the past, they will become obsessed with the beauty of the past and the shame of the past.

The shape of the anthill is inconstructible, but that doesn't stop him from understanding Ramla. He thought of his spiritual communication with the wildlings.

His consciousness was connected to the consciousness of the savage, or to the brain, through a certain action of the scepter, as if through some passage. But in reality, there is no nerve bundle connection between him and the wild man, unlike a real octopus. There are no invisible quantum tunnels or anything like that between them, all connections are made through spiritual power, and the key to this is the scepter in his hand.

Through a key point, his consciousness is connected to the consciousness of hundreds of wildlings, and he can smoothly command them regardless of the position of the wildlings. Of course, they can think for themselves and make their own decisions. As long as Aoki doesn't give orders and doesn't influence them, they're completely independent.

The Ramla anthill is probably the same structure, where all the endpoints are independent, but subject to some kind of rule. So, could this anthill also have a central point that controls all the endpoints, or a total control hub?

He spoke the idea and said, "If we find this hub, won't we be able to drive this strange anthill back?" ”

People's eyes lit up, as if they saw the hope of returning home.

The raven said, "What a genius you are! ”

Meow soundly in agreement: Genius +1.

"So where is this hub? ”

Everyone looked at Aoki, who spread his hands and said, "I don't know, don't look at me, I'm just asking Mr. Stone." ”

Everyone looked at Situ again.

"If I'm guessing correctly, the pivot is in the black hole of the Orion Nebula," Szeto said. Scientists have long observed gravitational anomalies there, speculating that there is a black hole in the nebula, but have never observed it. According to the changes in the starry sky that I observed during my time in Ramla, the central hub of Ramla, its brood, is in the nebula, where there is indeed a black hole. Each of Ramla's worm tracks passes through there, and Ramla's special spatial composition and black hole create a repulsive force that allows us to slide away from its edge when the planetary space where the endpoint is located approaches the black hole. ”

"So we will never be able to approach it, and only God can control that hub?" Alice asked.

"Not necessarily." Situ said, "Do you remember the altar of the Itsates? ”

"Itesans?"

"Oh, these are the savages. They called themselves 'Itsa', so I called them Itsa. Situ looked at Mrs. Larry, "Is my pronunciation okay?" ”

Mrs. Larry said, "No problem. The pronunciation of the two tribes is slightly different, but not much, the people on your side call themselves 'Itsa', the people on this side call themselves 'Itusa Gate', and in our Mayan mythology, there is a god whose name is very similar to this, and we usually transliterate it as 'Itsamuna'. So I suspect that the tribes here have an ancient kinship with the Maya, and perhaps they are descendants of the Maya, which explains the mystery of the sudden disappearance of the Mayan civilization on Earth. ”

"Could it be the other way around, that the Maya are their descendants?" Alice had a whim.

"It's also possible." Mrs. Larry did not refute, and then said to Stuart, "Go on, Mr. Stone, you just spoke of the altar. ”

"The altar is magical." Situ said.

Apart from Situ, only Lady Larry and Petru had actually entered the altar.

"It's amazing." Lady Larry said, "In addition to the three-dimensional text that may have come from high-dimensional beings, the altar seems to have some mysterious functions and powers. It represents an unimaginably high level of civilization, and it is by no means capable of being built by the Itessians here or the Mayans of the earth. ”

"So, is it alien-man-made?" Alice asked.

"It's not just these altars, it's possible that the entire Ramla anthill is man-made." "Ramla's hub is in a black hole, but the switch that controls the hub doesn't have to be inside the hub. These altars are likely to be the switches that control the hub, and if we find the hidden function of the altar and activate it, we may be able to control the space tunnel on Ramla in the same way that we control the railway hub, and thus send us back to Earth, or any planet that we want to go to connect to Ramla. ”

"It's incredible!" Su Huilan exclaimed, "This is more advanced than all the interstellar traversal methods we can imagine, compared to the idea of our spaceship!" What kind of advanced civilization can create this?! ”

Mrs. Larry also exclaimed, "The power of God, the miracle of the universe!" Perhaps, we are all chosen by God, and human civilization will take to a new level from now on! Oh no, not steps, one step to the top of the pyramid! ”