Chapter 6 Boxes
"Sir, please come and take a look at this." A clear voice rang out over the Ewen's announcement.
Each spaceship has an information lieutenant who is responsible for handling all kinds of information feedback, and the larger and more complex the ship, the stronger the information lieutenant's processing ability.
There is no doubt that the information adjutant of the Zhinava is the best of all the information adjutants of all ships of the Federation.
Blue Sword, a beautiful woman with blue eyes and long blue hair, is the information lieutenant of the Zhinava, her spiritual power has reached a hundred points in her lifetime, and now after being reincarnated as an undead creature, her soul strength has exceeded one hundred and fifty points.
The improvement of mental strength has given her a higher ability to process information, and as a main battleship, she has handled the huge information feedback in an orderly manner.
The clean-up activities carried out in the territory of Darad, as well as the exploration of nearby territories, the arrangement of defensive circles, etc., are all presided over by her.
Now suddenly calling Zhang Qifan, it is obvious that something has happened that she can't handle.
Zhang Qifan stopped controlling the liquid steel double, and quickly returned to the bridge of the Eun, connected by guò number jù chain, and some pictures were displayed on the screen synchronously.
A large number of collected wreckage, useless thrown into the furnace for refining, useful for sorting and sorting.
At this moment, what is reflected on the screen is a dilapidated chest with parts similar to a turntable, which looks like a safe.
The door of the box had been tilted open, revealing the contents of the box. A laser pistol, some messy text. A crystal necklace, a fist-sized blue ball, and a leather diary.
The cortical diary has been opened. The focus of the screen is on the inner page, and obviously, this is why Lan Jian called Zhang Qifan.
"Send something over." Zhang Qifan said.
Soon, the contents of the entire safe were delivered by an airship. Directly in the hangar, Zhang Qifan opened the lid, and a bunch of idle guys surrounded him at once.
The entire safe and the contents inside. Almost all of them have been toughened, which is the main reason why they have survived to this day.
As soon as he opened the lid, Zhang Qifan's eyes were immediately attracted by the crystal necklace.
"Dimensional Crystal?" Zhang Qifan's heart was shocked.
Crystal necklace. There was a faint spatial fluctuation.
Mankind is now at the peak of the second-level civilization, and in the next thousand years, it is likely to enter the level of the third-level civilization.
To the fifth level of civilization, the creature who has mastered space technology. It is possible to take advantage of the way the space is cut. Slice a piece of space to form a small universe of its own.
The small universe is independent of the space we are in, and is not connected to each other, placing a large number of materials or fleets in the small universe, and only using a guide ship to sail outside the large universe, and then releasing the fleets or materials of the small universe after arriving at the destination, thus saving a lot of energy.
This is the most commonly used means of astronautics for creatures who have mastered space technology after reaching the fifth level of civilization. Even life and production are all placed in the small universe.
It can cut a small universe where a large number of fleets are placed, and naturally it can also cut a small space of tens or hundreds of square meters. The most important function of the dimensional crystal is to solidify these miniature universes on the dimensional crystal, thus forming an independent enclosed space for storing important items.
This civilization that formed the wreckage was obviously only at the third-level level, so how could it be possible to have the creation of a fifth-level civilization?
Zhang Qifan immediately took the dimensional crystal in his hand and looked at it carefully. The necklace looks unremarkable, the crystal is transparent, clear, without the slightest impurity.
After studying for a long time, he couldn't find a way to open the dimensional crystal, so Zhang Qifan had to put it aside for the time being and picked up the blue ball.
This blue ball gives Zhang Qifan a very strange feeling, it is alive.
It may not be correct to use the word 'living' to describe it, as if the hands, feet, or organs that exist separately from the body are not a fully functional creature, but they still give people a breath of life.
Could it be that this orb is a limb of some kind of creature?
The research was not famous, so Zhang Qifan had to put it aside as well, and finally picked up the diary.
The diary is written in an unknown script, densely filled with the entire diary.
"Who knows this kind of writing?" Zhang Qifan turned to Ferror and Batu and asked. Except for them, the rest of the people are reincarnated as humans, and have hardly any contact with extraterrestrial intelligent beings, so it is impossible to understand this alien script.
Ferror shook his head, and Batu said he didn't know him. Zhang Qifan had no choice but to turn to Ewen and said, "Eun, can you decipher it?" ”
"Yes, this script is of the same type as the script used by humans, and it takes three days to decipher."
Three days? Zhang Qifan frowned. It's not a long time, but it's a disappointment to just get something that might contain a lot of information, and it takes three days to open it to understand it.
However, this is also a helpless thing, the contact between civilizations and civilizations often begins with communication, and language and writing are important means of communication, which cannot be avoided by any civilization.
"Let's start deciphering it." Zhang Qifan said disappointedly.
"Master......." At this time, the streamer on the side opened his mouth hesitantly and said, "I seem to know this kind of writing." ”
"You know?" Zhang Qifan's heart moved, picked up the diary and handed it over.
After having a deep soul connection, Zhang Qifan knows all the experiences of the streamer very clearly. He is a native of this world, born and born in the breath of death, and grew up by breathing death.
He has not undergone any education, nor has he left the confines of his realm, nor has he been called by the Lord of the World like Darlad, who has traveled to many parts of the world.
Such a growth experience doomed him to have no chance to learn a certain language, and if he really recognized this kind of civilization, there was only one possibility - soul imprint.
The breath of death here is almost all conceived by the corpses of that kind of people's technological civilization, and some broken soul fragments are filled with it, and when new souls are conceived, it is likely to carry some soul fragments.
The information contained in these fragments is engraved like an imprint in the fire of the newborn soul. By chance, there's a good chance that this information will wake up.
Zhang Qifan's Hertz language is mastered by the awakening of the information carried by a fragment of the soul.
Streamer opened the diary and read it carefully, before he began to read it intermittently: "Stop... Staying in this galaxy already... It's been six years ....... (To be continued......)