Specific channels: 42...

This number, which seemed to have been heard somewhere, was reflected in Fang Mo's eyes, and he first searched in his mind for a while, and then quickly found another source of this number with the help of memory. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In 1979, the famous British science fiction writer Douglas Adams wrote in his novel "The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy" that the ultimate answer to life, the universe, and everything is 42.

The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy is so famous in the 21st century that most science fiction authors around the world have heard of the name of the book even if they haven't read it.

However, science fiction is fiction after all, and no one really takes the things described in it as real in reality, although many people have made various interpretations of the number 42 later, such as 7+14+21 in a semi-complete number is equal to 42, such as the 5th Catalan number in combinatorial mathematics, and so on.

There are also people who pay tribute to Douglas's book and use this number in various fields.

However, no one really studies it as the true ultimate answer to the universe.

However, now, the specific channel that Fang G got from the universe server turned out to be 42.

The so-called specific channel, for an intelligence pioneer like Fang Mo, it is easy to associate it with something they cared about before.

Obviously, for all intelligence pioneers, no matter who they are, after receiving the first intelligence text message from the space server, and choosing to believe it, they will inevitably find a way to get in touch with the space server that provides information to them, just like Fang G tried to send questions to every number:

Who are you? What is a Space Server? Why did the world suddenly become like this? Many questions filled the minds of various intelligence pioneers, who wanted to uncover these answers, but did not know where to know.

And at this moment, the hole that allowed them to vent many doubts in their hearts finally appeared.

After a short pause, all over the world, almost all the intelligence pioneers immediately opened the sending area of the text message box, and on this taxi that maintained a speed of 80 per hour and crossed the Nanao Bridge, Fang G also quickly entered the number 42.

What is the first question?

In what form will the other party answer?

After asking the question, what will happen to your identity in the future?

Before the text message could be typed, one question after another began to pop up in his mind.

"What's wrong with you?" Li Yuanfang, who was on the side, saw a cold sweat on Fang Ji's forehead, and he asked.

Fang Mo came back to his senses from Quan's thoughts, he looked at Li Yuanfang and replied, "I'm fine, it's just... Thinking about something. ”

As the saying goes, people are always vigilant about the unknown, and a fear, Fang G doesn't know what he is going to come into contact with, so he can say that he is looking forward to it, but he is also very afraid.

After all, it was a transcendent being that could cause the boundary between the real world and the fantasy world to collapse, Fang G couldn't imagine it, and he couldn't even think of any description that could allow him to construct the outline of a cosmic server.

The other party, perhaps, is God, a god beyond his imagination!

......

This is a blond man standing in front of a lake outside a villa in Europe.

It's five o'clock in the morning, and the sky is not yet light, and the bright banks are reflected on the surface of the lake, forming a natural giant painting.

The blonde man looked at his phone, the number 42 had been lost, and after thinking about it for a while, his fingers jumped quickly on the screen, and the blonde man issued his first question:

Who are you? 】

"Huh? Uncle, what are you doing? A childish voice came from behind, and the blonde man turned to see a little girl with a white cloth on her head, a red dress, and a white cloth tied around her waist trotting in.

"Xiao Chai, have you woken up yet?" Looking at the little girl who came running, the blonde man also smiled, Xiao Chai was the one who gave the little girl a name, and the two met less than a day.

In front of the cold lake, she walked up to the blonde man, then took out a small box of matches from her pocket, and said to the blonde man with a grin, "Thank you so much for today, this is for you." ”

"No thanks, I just saw you pass out on the road and brought you back, you've been hungry for a long time, right? Although I ate a little bread, I promised you that I would take you to a top-notch meal when it was dawn. The blonde man smiled, and then he took the little girl's hand, and the two laughed at each other, and walked harmoniously to the villa not far away.

Actually, the blonde man lied, as an intelligence forerunner, he did not meet the little girl who passed out on the side of the road by chance, but yesterday, he received a text message from the space server, from which he obtained the location of the 'little match girl'.

The blonde man, who was suspicious, adopted the little match girl after seeing her own eyes.

And when the day dawns, he will go to a specific place to find the second wave of fantasy characters that will descend on the European region.

Meanwhile, in a small town bar in the United States, a late-night party is not over.

The wooden door of the bar was pushed open, and a drunken young man was forcibly carried out by a group of people and thrown on the ground outside the door, after which the bartender threw out one of the drunken youth's coats and a silver watch.

"If you dare to come in the future, you will break your dog's legs!" The bartender roared and returned to the bar.

The drunken young man who was thrown on the ground could only turn over in a groggy state, and he kept muttering: "You bastards, one day, I will make you... Look up to me as you look to God! ”

The young man staggered to his feet, he hiccuped and picked up his coat on the floor, and the watch that was important to him, and in it was a small picture of him, the only thing his ex-girlfriend had left him.

The phone in his pocket vibrate, and the drunken young man took out the phone, he wiped his eyes, and then finally saw that it was a text message from the space server.

“4...42？” The young man looked at the text message, and he suspected that he was drunk, even though in reality he was too drunk to be any more drunk.

[How can I see my Lisana again?] 】

The first question from the drunken young man was such a sentence, he walked while waiting for the response of the text message, and after about half a minute, the text message box received a text message from 10 0 plus 1 6 numbers.

[There are 115.241 billion people who have lived on the earth, and the server has detected a total of 53,936 people with Lisana in their names, of which 1,045 have been in the past hundred years, and 5 people have been in contact with you, respectively, xxxx....]

"Fuck your shit!"

The drunken young man looked at the five names displayed, his vision was a little blurry, but if that name appeared, he would definitely see it, but he didn't find the one he wanted to see among these five names.

In fact, the young man himself forgot that the Lisana he knew was actually just a woman with a pseudonym, and she disappeared into thin air, leaving no clues for the young man.

When the taxi got on the highway, the original speed increased again, reaching more than 100 kilometers per hour.

Fang G's heartbeat seemed to speed up, but he had already decided on his first question.

Who am I? 】

(To be continued, please collect)