Chapter Twenty-Six: Be True! Go virtual!

Mars, the fifteenth city.

The streets are bustling with people, and the higher ones are filled with countless hovercars, making it clear at a glance that it is a thriving technology city.

This is the fifteenth city of Mars, the only settlement in Mars that lives an all-ancient life, and the ratio of active population during the day is even higher than that of the second city on Mars, the center of human rights, reaching more than 90%! All the work in the fifteenth city is done by humans, including vendors, waiters, and even urban shield repairmen who are high-risk jobs, and only a small number of jobs that humans are unwilling to get involved in use intelligent robots.

The people of the Fifteenth City think that they retain the pure human way of life and completely reject all the information of the Second World to circulate here, but the fact is that the resource and energy consumption of the Fifteenth City has always been the highest on Mars, and the average consumption in ten years is more than five times that of other cities, and twice that of the first and second cities.

By the way, the first city of Mars was built during the transformation of Mars, mainly to provide technical and biological support for the transformation of the Martian environment, and it belongs to the scientific research city, and even today it still fulfills such accusations. The second city is the first human elite to settle on Mars, and it is also the concentration of public power.

The Second World has been rooted in human society for hundreds of years, and the way of life of the Fifteenth City has not been accepted by the residents of other cities, and even its own population is in a negative growth, and some people choose to migrate to other cities every year, all of which come from its own contradictions. If all of Mars adopts the lifestyle of the Fifteenth City, the environmental transformation will not be able to continue, and it may lead to worse outcomes due to the more fragile environmental system of Mars. And the fifteenth city seems to be an independent human society that has escaped from the second world, but has it really completely escaped from the second world?

Even if the population of the Fifteenth City is still 9 million today, it is impossible for a population of this order of magnitude to meet all the needs of life under the current technology.

For example, the originals, raw materials, production and sales involved in a handheld computer need a complete system to support, all of which operate in the form of manpower and semi-automatic machinery, supporting tens of millions of demand, and can consume hundreds of thousands of laborers casually. For people who have not used technology, handheld computers are still just a dispensable thing, and they are just a corner in modern human life.

If physical needs don't have much to do with the Second World, then when it comes to spiritual needs, the Fifteenth City has never been out of the Second World. The Fifteenth City has its own TV shows, some people make movies, some people make video games, and some people write books, but when the goal is the spiritual needs of 9 million people who "want to have", it is no different from serving 10 billion people, and it requires a lot of creativity and energy to achieve it. There are only two ways to make up for the lack of production capacity of one's own spiritual food - using the spiritual resources left by predecessors or using the materials of the second world, and it is obvious that not everyone is willing to face all kinds of works that are out of touch with the times every day.

In the materialistic second world, they enjoy technology and productivity beyond modern human society under the five senses of complete realism, but do not have to bear the contradiction between living standards and the natural environment, and even if there is, it is a "plot" unique to individual planets.

Fifteenth city, southern suburbs, "memory" club.

One of the rooms was set up as a chat-style bar, and there were more than 20 people around the bar.

"You've really decided?" The bartender in overalls asked, wiping the bottle.

Of the few people asked, a man with a beard on his face nodded: "Yes, we can't watch our fellow citizens of the planet being ruled by machines and doing nothing." ”

Listening to his words, it seems that he plans to run to the earth to liberate the earthlings!

"But with your own people, you can't even reach the orbit of Mars."

"It's not a problem, I can get a private exploration license through the company, and when we go to outer space, we won't have enough police to stop us if we want to go back to Earth." The bearded man said halfway, showing an embarrassed expression, "It's just that there is still some money to buy a spaceship suitable for operation, I hope you can help us contact more volunteers to raise it." ”

The bartender slowed down as he wiped the bottles, and his eyes unconsciously passed through the gap between the heads outside the bar, and looked at the security hole in the corner of the ceiling opposite, where the monitor and the others in the large private room had been "short-circuited" half an hour ago, caused by the line being flooded.

There is no law restricting faith on Mars, but what this group of people have to do is still too big, and if it is exposed, I am afraid that there will be no good days.

The bartender turned his gaze to the split-screen monitor on the inside of the bar to make sure it was still full of snowflakes before he began to respond to the stubble.

"The East End Clolow Club has an organization with a similar purpose to yours, and maybe you should work with them."

"Great!" The people outside the bar each let out a whisper of surprise.

"How do we get in touch with them?" Among them, there are still people who grasp the key point for the first time.

After asking the question, seeing that the bartender's eyes were rolling but not answering for a while, the man with a bearded face pursed the corners of his mouth, took out a card from his jacket pocket and pushed it over.

The bartender's eyes lit up, he put the bottle back in his hand, unceremoniously picked up the card and swiped it in a black area on the inside of the bar, and then returned the card to the bearded scumbag.

"Three days, come and have a glass of wine in the evening after three days, and you'll get what you want." The bartender glanced at the people outside the bar, "Be low-key." ”

The two sides reached an agreement, but they didn't know that some inconspicuous information was generated in the machine that the bartender used to swipe the card just now, and along with the data stream generated by hundreds of millions of people on Mars in the second world, it was sent by the information tower on the ground to the huge machine in the high-level orbit, and spread to the entire human society.

This huge orbital machine is a data synchronization machine based on the most important technology of modern human society - hyperspace communication technology.

Inconspicuous information didn't make any waves, drowning in a sea of data streams like junk data, but it remains to be seen whether this is really the case.

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At the same time, the moon, the Aegean base, thirty-two floors underground, a certain room.

There were several beds in the room, and on the beds were people dressed in white, and unlike the other pipe areas, the guys in white were not overwhelmed by the nutrient solution, and there were no strange pipes to connect to their bodies, just a full-face helmet.

This full-face helmet has been obsolete for hundreds of years, but in the lunar base, a lot is still preserved. Being able to easily enter and exit the second world is the advantage of the helmet, and the inability to obtain 100% realism is not a disadvantage in the eyes of these white-clad guys, and if you want to invest in experimental projects, there are also dormant devices in the base.

At this moment, a lying man suddenly sat up and reached out to remove the helmet.

It's a thin-eyed woman with clear eyebrows and thin eyes, but she has a shaved head!

After taking off her helmet and getting used to it, the bald woman got out of bed and moved to the top of the room, where there was a metal cabinet-like object.

The bald woman pressed her hands on the metal cabinet, and the wall immediately changed color, revealing its original large display area, and the metal cabinet could be filled with several colors of light, and the operation panel was depicted on the cabinet.

The bald woman quickly clicked on the light panel, and the display area in front of her switched to hundreds of images in less than ten seconds, and when she finally stopped, there was something that looked like a thruster.

Looking up at the picture, the bald woman pressed a few times on the light panel with one hand, and suddenly the whole room darkened, and a huge holographic structure map was projected into the space, because there were still a few people lying on the small bed, the picture was not complete, but it did not prevent careful observation.

In the large version of the hologram, each screw has a large amount of data and even tables next to it.

The woman was checking the holographic structure of the thrusters one by one, and the door was opened.

"Huh?" The person who pushed the door opened saw that the huge holographic projection inside was missing a corner due to the opening of the door, and hurriedly came in and closed the door.

"Why did you suddenly take out the McosX thruster?"

The McosX is a long-obsolete thruster, and unlike the plasma thrusters used today, the McosX is the first electromagnetic stanceer in human history to propel by releasing magnetic waves. McosX is neither high nor low in efficiency, it is still the best of all thrusters in terms of material utilization, and it is also the thruster most likely to achieve hyperspace jumps, just because this thruster is a time bomb itself for modern spaceships that rely heavily on electronic equipment, which can cause electronic components to get out of control at any time, so it was eliminated after only one experimental machine was launched.

"I want to move it to the second world, maybe we can develop dozens of models in it, and we can solve our problems."

The person who had just entered the door was cold for a while, and suddenly clapped his hands: "That's right! It's the age of the galaxy! What a brilliant idea! ”

Because the Galactic Era has exceeded the technological power of the existing human society, many problems that cannot be solved in reality can be fuzzy in order to reach the practical stage, and once it enters the practical stage, there will be a large number of sub-NPCs and humans to help develop subsequent models. McosX itself is a proven thruster, but it can't solve the problem of magnetic interference in the existing real technical environment, but there are many ways to solve this problem in the context of the galactic era.

This solution is false, yes, but with the continuous improvement of the model, it will inevitably gradually eliminate the existing problems, even if there is no way to completely eliminate magnetic interference in the end, at least it will be reduced, with the technical achievements in the real world over the years, it is possible to develop a ship that can be put into practical use!

Similar things are often done by people in white on the moon, but McosX has been eliminated for a long time, and the bald woman is the first person who thinks of putting it into the main game area of the Galactic Era to develop a follow-up model.

If McosX can get good results in the second world, the only thing that will stop humanity from achieving the living hyperspace jump is only one last item - energy!

Anyway, let's see if McosX can do it first!