In the glorious sunshine, a planet is rapidly approaching its demise.

The sunny side of Zom bursts like a salute under the light of the stars, and the thick rock layers melt, explode, vaporize, are torn off by gravity and sprinkled gorgeously and magnificently into space, and the whole planet rotates while constantly spilling hundreds of millions of tons of astral matter, in the most spectacular way towards the end of the planet. And on the back side of Zom, a bridge of life is spending the last six hours before the end of the day trying to save the civilization that once lived on the planet.

The formations near the equator bloomed like flower buds, countless huge tentacles between plants and animals snaked between the earth's crust, pushing aside the rock formations that towered higher than the mountain peaks, and a mass of flesh, plants, and machinery vibrated slightly in the center of this huge "bud", and the red light it emitted was now the most striking light on the back of the drum.

This whole structure is like a huge and friendless flower of life, blooming in this hellish world that is about to fall into the scorching sun.

The Giant Tortoise Rock is like a silver-white bird, deftly hovering over the core of the "Flower of Life", connecting a large number of cables and pipes to the heart of the planet, extracting Zhuomu's 1.6 billion souls like a hummingbird collecting honey.

A probe drone flying over the planet captured the spectacular and rare scene, which was quickly posted on the censors' communication platforms.

Censors often post images recorded in their missions on this platform, and Hao Ren is now gradually getting into the habit of doing so. It wasn't to show off his exploits - there was no need to show off in front of his colleagues, he recorded and published them just to remember every step he took. He also keeps a record of every civilization and every landscape he encounters: because these landscapes are always easy to fade away.

Just like the Zom in front of him.

"At the moment, the progress is good, and the bandwidth is just enough." The number of jù terminals has been paying attention to the transmission of souls, "Thanks to Imperial Technology. We have known how to transcode souls since many thousands of years ago, otherwise it would not be so easy to upload and download souls. ”

Hao Ren patted his chest with some fear: "I really don't know what I would have done if I hadn't set up these drone swarms at that time......

"If you want to show off your foresight," Lily glanced at him, then wagged her tail, "but then again...... Landlord, you were really far-sighted at the time, and you usually don't even see it. ”

Vivian smiled when she heard this: "Normally, we can't see that you can graduate from Peking University four times." ”

As things went smoothly, the atmosphere in the spaceship seemed to lighten up, and everyone started joking again. However, Hao Ren never took his eyes off the control platform in the process, at this critical moment. He didn't want anything to go wrong.

Time passed silently, unbearably slowly, Hao Ren didn't know how long he had been staring in front of the control platform, he only knew that Vivien brought a cup of tea in the middle to let him rest for a while, but soon he returned to the captain's seat. The number of 1.6 billion human souls plus the soul of an eldest son is staggering, and even if the drone swarm optimizes the transmission structure as much as possible, it is impossible to completely teleport it in a short period of time. As time passed, the six-hour night on this side of the planet was gradually coming to an end, and nearly a tenth of the long bar indicating the progress of the transmission was still unfilled. The atmosphere on the bridge quickly became tense again. Lily's eyes widened as she stared at the image of the external monitor, and a flash of fire appeared in the reflection in her eyes.

"The sun is rising!"

Throughout the transmission, the Giant Tortoise Rock Terrace kept hovering synchronously over Drome's release point, slowly rotating with the planet. And now that it had finally spun to meet the rising sun, a piercing wall of fire appeared in front of the ship.

The number jù terminal screamed: "And the last five percent!" ”

The majestic sunlight has appeared on the horizon, and the horizon under the scorching heat is blazing with a raging "fire". It wasn't really a flame, it was a curtain of light that refracted sunlight as the rock vapor spewed into the sky. However, its temperature was even more terrifying than that of ordinary flames. This wall of fire began to move towards the release point of several jù with unwavering momentum, destroying the entire world along the way!

And the one that advanced together with the wall of fire. There is also the more deadly stellar gravitational pull. On the image from the external monitor, the distant horizon seemed to be rolled up strangely, and countless fragments of black matter seemed to float up towards the sun. The huge tremors had even begun to destroy the structure of the release points in advance, and around the "Flower of Life", the earth was collapsing, huge sinkholes appeared one after another, and the tentacles of the eldest son inside the release points were rapidly dyed with a layer of death's gray-black at a speed visible to the naked eye. The sunlight has finally burned through all the protective layers, and the tissues of this ancient creature are dying in large numbers.

However, its central nervous system is still working tenaciously, and the progress of the connection is still displayed on the control platform, and although the progress is slow, it is undoubtedly advancing!

"Three percent!"

The sunlight continued to advance, and the shell of the Giant Turtle Rock was finally dyed with a golden-red glow, and the fragile tissues inside the release point were completely exposed to the scorching stars. Having lost the protection of the strata, everything began to ignite a raging "fire".

"One percent!"

The tentacles of the eldest son had been ignited, and the burning process was strange and shocking due to the thin oxygen. The hundreds of kilometers of tentacles glow in the sunlight and then turn directly into coke, a process that advances at such an astonishing speed that it threatens the "heart" at the core of the release point almost in the blink of an eye. However, the "heart" itself is still alive, and the remnants of the entire planet have been channeled to this location, and it is sending the last point jù to the host of the giant tortoise rock!

But at this moment, the number of terminals suddenly lost their voices and exclaimed: "Stuck!! ”

Hao Ren didn't react at once: "What's stuck?" ”

A large pile of jumble numbers flashed on the holographic projection of the control platform, and finally locked on an entry, and the terminal shouted: "Nolan! Nolan's number is not compatible with the communication link! ”

At this moment, the sunlight had spread to the base of the "heart", which quickly entered the process of collapse under the high temperature. The surface of the indescribable tissue and organ was suddenly covered with tendons, and then large swaths burst open, and a mixture of source blood, electrolyte, industrial oil, and flesh and blood fragments erupted in all directions. Looking at this scene, Vivian was even more anxious than Hao Ren: "What's the matter?" ”

"The number chain of the drone swarm was set to a special mode of transmitting souls, but we only landed the soul codes of the Djom and the firstborn," the terminal quickly explained, "Nolan - she's an AI!" ”

Hao Ren suddenly understood.

Although Nolan lives in the virtual world, she is not essentially a member of that world at all, or to be precise, she is not a member of the "creatures".

Her soul belonged to the machines that kept the firstborn alive.

The number of links established in the hurry of the drone swarm can only be used to transmit the souls of carbon-based creatures, and this system forgot to leave a way for Nolan!

This is equivalent to forcibly sending the number jù across the network when the protocol is incompatible, and in any case, when the number jù arrives at the destination, there will only be garbled codes.

And even if the forcible transmission is successful and Nolan's number jù is sent to the crystal nucleus research station, the best case scenario is to send away the memory bank: a compressed text containing all of Nolan's memories. But without a soul is equivalent to losing the execution program, these numbers will no longer be able to function, and others may be able to see all the experiences of Nolan's life in these numbers, but no matter how you read them, the girl named Nolan will never respond again.

Hao Ren was stunned and looked at the number release point that was rapidly collapsing, but his brain did not stiffen, he squeezed out the last bit of his wisdom, and suddenly asked the terminal loudly: "The only problem is that the transmission protocol is incompatible, right?" It's okay to preserve, right? ”

"Yes......" the terminal was stunned, "What do you want to do?" ”

Hao Ren didn't say anything, but quickly entered the last command on the control platform.

At this moment, he was extremely glad that he had worked weekdays and figured out most of the operations of these high-tech equipment.

The moment the final command began to be executed, the sunlight finally completely enveloped the release point, and the brilliant light flame engulfed the last surviving tissue of the eldest son, and a few seconds later, a huge explosion erupted from the lower level of the release point.

All the parameters on the control platform were also cleared at the same time - a qiē was finally over. (To be continued......)