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Although they experienced the unpleasantness of dinner, after nightfall, Song Dabao and Zhao Xiaochuan, who had been alone in the empty room for several years, quickly regained their excitement and continued to introduce a lot of interesting facts about the academy to Songming, about the four beauties, the scandal between the dean and Xuanyue, the strange Dongfang Yuan love, the despicable little prince with thorns, and so on......

The three of them sat cross-legged on the ground and had a long talk, like the dormitory talk that Song Ming had participated in in his previous life.

The yellow star of the night before gradually sank in the west, and the blue star rose into the night sky, and the deep blue and cold "moonlight" shone in through the window, spreading on the bamboo board like blue sand.

Chatting and chatting, everyone is also sleepy.

Zhao Xiaochuan maintained a standard sitting posture and slept quietly.

Song Dabao installed two bamboo braces in front of and behind him, barely maintained a sitting position, and fell asleep.

His heart was sober as if it could contain the entire universe of stardust.

Tomorrow is the Teaching Day, also known as the Class Day, and it will be the first official class of Songming's introduction.

The thought of being about to learn the art of wind control made him unable to sleep with excitement.

In order to be able to fall asleep and avoid panda eyes in class tomorrow, he decided to think of a problem, a more esoteric question, a problem that he had to solve if he wanted to see the higher world.

This question was not qualified to be considered by Hongyi last week before his public class, but since he understood that the Force could also be explained by logic, he could think openly about this problem that he had been unable to fathom -

Crysis.

……

Crysis, the name of a game when he was on Earth, but the problems revealed by these four words were intentionally or unintentionally heard when he was on Earth.

Each galaxy is like an island.

Two adjacent galaxies can be separated by a few light-years or even hundreds of light-years apart.

It's even farther between two adjacent living star systems, between two adjacent civilizational star systems, and even if you sail from it at the speed of light, it's a journey of tens of millions of years.

According to today's astronomical observations, the closest galaxy to the solar system that "has the potential to give birth to intelligent life" is 3,000 light-years away.

In fact, long-range interstellar travel cannot be solved by scientists with the phrase "theoretically capable of flying close to the speed of light".

How fast can the solar system's most advanced nuclear engine accelerate a spacecraft with an entire ecosystem? How much fuel do I need to carry? What is the working life of mechanical equipment? How much acceleration can humans withstand? How can humans survive the relativistic utility at near-light speeds? How do you anticipate danger and change direction when traveling near the speed of light?

Each of the above problems is fatal enough.

Despite this, there are still many brainless pirates in history who have resolutely built huge spaceships in a vain attempt to leave.

One of the most well-known is the pirate ship known as "Breaking the Sky II", which lost contact soon after leaving the solar system, and the black box flew back to the solar system after a hundred years, and it has been confirmed that the ship self-destructed halfway; Even in this day and age, the original intention of the Redbeard Pirates to create the "Bloodbeard" was to leave the solar system, and later canceled the voyage for some reason, and instead searched for the legendary "Breaking the Sky" in the solar system.

The conclusion is simple -

Interstellar travel across civilizations cannot be done in a conventional way.

If you want to find another way, you can only start with space.

For example, natural wormholes, artificial wormholes, warp engines.

The above is the scientific knowledge that Song Ming knows, and as a traveler, he has always paid attention to this knowledge.

However, according to Zhou Hongyi's model of the universe, in fact, time and space itself do not exist, nothingness gives birth to matter, space follows it, and the movement of matter changes, giving birth to time (in fact, it is the law of cause and effect), that is to say, space itself cannot exist independently, space only exists as an accessory of matter, so that the so-called "compressing space or bending space" to achieve material crossing is simply putting the cart before the horse and cannot be completed.

Is space travel not feasible? Or is there a mistake in the model of the Zhou Muro? Or is there still a key point that Song Ming can't figure out?

No, no, no, space travel must be feasible.

For example, the space in the space ring is not a star space at first glance, but a dark otherworldly void.

He had also seen the "Underwater Village" cross the space with his bare hands and catch Dean Lan Ting Zhenren, not to mention that according to what he said underwater, he should not be a human in the solar system, which means that he came through the galaxy.

Thinking about it carefully, I was so shocked by the underwater Dao that I forgot for a moment that this guy was actually an interstellar rover!

Okay, now that we've figured it out, space travel is possible.

This solar system has a history of more than 10,000 years of civilization, why hasn't it been able to break the silosis crisis?

First, it was clear that with the current level of technology and materials, it was impossible to build a warp engine; Second, it is currently impossible to make warp speed transmitters or quantum transmitters, otherwise it is possible to send distress signals; Third, in fact, samurai can also shatter the void, but the force of the solar system is declining, and no one can really "take people from the sky" and "disappear out of thin air" like underwater villages.

The above three points are all Songming's conjectures.

Now that he has acknowledged the reality of this world, he is most entangled in the following three questions:

"How did I get here?"

"Do parallel universes really exist?".

"Since it is a parallel universe that never intersects, why can I travel from one world to another?"

Thinking of this, Songming's brain short-circuited for a moment, and after touching some questions that he could not answer by thinking alone, he began to feel dizzy, fell backwards, and lay down on the meditation mat and fell into a deep sleep.

……

Early the next morning.

The sun (pseudo) rose from the east, and in the reddish morning glow, there was a touch of blue, which made people feel comfortable and didn't want to get up, until more than seven o'clock, he was dragged to the bathroom by Zhao Xiaochuan.

The problems I thought about last night have long been forgotten.

Song Ming's excited face had two panda eyes that were not quite commensurate, he quickly finished washing, went to the cafeteria to eat some porridge and pickled bamboo shoots, and then tidied up his samurai robe, put on Dao boots, carried a Dao sword, took his disciple card, and together with the two senior brothers, he followed the path and went into the bamboo forest.

The tall green bamboos shade the sky and the sun, and only the small pieces of sunlight penetrate in, illuminating the path like a sieve, this broken light does not make people feel irritated at all, but adds a bit of seclusion and coolness to the path.

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