Chapter 1434 Conversation Across Light Years

Under the intensive action arrangement, the "Star Sea Project" led by Cecil Empire is advancing as scheduled, new research facilities and technical teams are being put in place one after another, and the existing monitoring departments and star breakers have become part of the new team. Antavien, located in the distant sea, sent a message that the antenna system was ready, and linguists, logicians, and negotiators from the three empires of Cecil, Typhon, and Silver were in a few days. After several nights of intense discussions, a series of "plans" for establishing the first communication with alien civilizations were drawn up.

In order to establish communication with an unknown alien civilization whose social and cultural aspects are very different from Loren Continent, and strive to achieve mutual understanding as soon as possible in the early stage of communication and reduce the chance of friction due to misunderstanding, these are called in their respective fields. The top experts considered all the details they could consider, but even so, several sets of plans they submitted were rejected at an early stage——

They are basically too eager to show too much content related to the technical field, or too complicated and comprehensive in the display of culture and values. The initial texts are too long and bloated. In the first communication, all things should be clearly expressed with sufficient and complex language logic, and the elegance and decentness of diplomatic rhetoric should also be taken into account, and at the same time, the thoughtful etiquette of a "civilized society" should be reflected as much as possible .

One of the most obvious problems begins with the following: To the person who sent the letter on the other side of the star sea, the friendly people in the dark starry sky, we are a civilized group living in the world of "Loren", with a rational and kind attitude , in the name of the kings, saints, spirits and our ancestors, we would like to respond to your friendly greetings and establish a relationship of sincerity, mutual assistance and peace, and we uphold...

The copy was ninety-three pages long. Before reading it, Gao Wen marked it as "I have read it, it doesn't make sense" and typed it back. The main reason for the confusion and misunderstanding during the translation was that he suspected that the communication array of the sea-monsters in a living state might not be able to resist sending this stuff...

But after these immature plans were rejected several times, finally some reliable things were sent to Gao Wen——scholars are not stupid, they just got the wrong direction of thinking at the beginning, and they are thinking After that, things got better.

Some concise self-introductions that are not easy to cause ambiguity, some greetings and simple inquiries that represent communication intentions, through repeated analysis of the limited text sent by the "alien civilization", experts in various fields tried to outline the sender's thinking They found that there was very little content that they could analyze from that little thing, so what they could "play" in the first communication was naturally very limited.

Gao Wen lowered his head and carefully reviewed the documents that Amber sent to him. He tapped his fingers on the table unconsciously from time to time. After thinking and deliberating, he said softly as if talking to himself: "This looks much more reliable. It's..."

"The sea monsters suggest that we should not send more than one minute at a time,

A single transmission of text should not exceed a thousand characters," Amber said next to her, "transmitting signals in such a small-scale, low-density way, their communication array can last a little longer. "

"So we can't directly transmit a long and eloquent self-introduction in the past - the best mode of communication is to have a 'dialogue' with the 'opposite'," Gao Wen said slowly, "but it also depends on the 'opposite' communication But in any case, the copywriting in our hands has taken into account all possible situations, unless the 'opposite' and our way of thinking are so different that we can't understand each other at all, otherwise there should be no fatal misunderstanding."

Amber glanced at the few pages in Gao Wen's hand, and couldn't help rubbing her forehead: "This thing makes my head ache...it should be short enough to reduce the pressure on the antenna as much as possible, and concise enough for easy translation and understanding. It must be clear enough to avoid misunderstandings as much as possible... It is really difficult to deal with an 'alien civilization', compared to dealing with the Ansu nobles back then, it seems much easier..."

Listening to the other party's babble, Gao Wen just smiled but didn't say anything, while Amber rolled her eyes and said again: "Have you figured out how to say the 'first sentence'? The experts have discussed it for so long. , there is still no conclusion in the end, and now it seems that you have to finalize it."

"The first sentence..." Gao Wen said softly, his eyes fell on the few pages of documents in his hand again.

These documents have finalized most of the text of the initial communication with the alien civilization, but the most critical "first sentence" is still missing. Rosetta Augustus believes that in the initial response to the "alien civilization", it should avoid revealing anything as much as possible, and even the "harmless content" that has been discussed in the initial communication text should be placed in the establishment of official communication Later, the Silver Queen Belsetia Morningstar also supported this.

In short, for the communication sent by the alien civilization, it is best for the alliance to only "respond with one sentence" at first, and use the shortest way to indicate that it has received the communication, and do not say anything else Anything superfluous-then see what the other person will say after receiving this sentence, so as to further determine whether to continue the communication afterwards.

This is extreme caution, but it cannot be expressed too much in the "first sentence" because it would appear guilty, but this sentence cannot have any sharp intentions-for obvious reasons.

"Those two completely left this matter to you," Amber pouted, "and we had better make a decision as soon as possible——while you were thinking, the Ancestor Peak monitoring station and Suo The Lin listening station is still continuously receiving communications from the universe. The civilization on the opposite side seems to have increased the transmission strength towards this side after adjusting the signal mode. Now the two main listening stations are constantly After receiving the message from the other side... how do you say that word, oh, the 'request for Lianmai' from the other side..."

"Are you still sending them? It seems that they are really in a hurry..." Gao Wen frowned, but his eyes never left the document in front of him, but suddenly, he knew what to do with this matter.

He picked up the pen next to him and wrote a string of letters at the end of the document, confidently and calmly.

Amber immediately looked over her head curiously, and saw a clear sentence written in black and white on it: "Please turn off the free mic first, thank you." (paraphrase)

The room was quiet for a few seconds, and Amber slowly raised her head: "...Are you serious?"

"I think this is very appropriate," Govent nodded earnestly, "You see, it is polite enough, concise and to the point, neither humble nor overbearing, showing our self-confidence, but not aggressive attitude, and more importantly, this sentence Nothing will be leaked out - it's better than sending a 'read'..."

Amber continued to look at Gao Wen with strange eyes, and after a long time, the corners of her mouth trembled: "...Historians will hate you."

Gao Wen Yile: "They hate you even more. When you pried the lid of my coffin back then, you at least smashed the research results of hundreds of historians..."

...

In the 4th year of Cecil, 2491 of the ancient Gondor calendar, the last day of the Harvest Moon, the atmosphere in the project hall of the Thorin giant tree "Xinghai Project" was serious and dignified.

This will be the first time in history that a mortal group on this planet has established communication with an alien civilization—everything is ready, and countless pairs of eyes are watching this hall, and no matter what the outcome of today is, as long as Loren Civilization still exists, so everything that happens today is destined to be recorded in history.

Bud Wendell sat in his seat a little nervously. As one of the most senior "listeners", he was fortunate to appear here as one of the main persons in charge. It was something he had never thought about; the incarnation of Ms. Bertila stood at the front of the hall, as the body of the giant tree of Sorin and the "root" of the entire facility, she would coordinate and direct all the work here; in front of Bertila was It was a group of large-scale holographic projections, and what appeared on the projections were the figures of the three rulers of the empire, Gawain, Rosetta, and Belsetia.

The three most powerful men in the alliance will personally follow the progress of this matter.

And there is a special communication interface next to the three empire leaders. The figure of the ambassador of the Deep Sea Kingdom, Tyre, is in the picture. She seems to be in the center of some kind of complex magic device. Many mysterious runes and flashing lights Energy sparks were swimming in the air beside her—it was a special amplification device installed in the main hub of the magic net in Cecil City. This device was specially prepared for the distant "deep sea allies". It could ensure that Loren The "spiritual energy communication" between the mainland and Antaveen, because the core of the project is to use Antaveen's super-light speed communication array to send and receive signals, so this "transfer line" is particularly important here.

"The Sorin command center is ready, the recording equipment is online, the translation team is in place, and the communication system is in good condition," Ms. Bertila's voice broke the almost frozen atmosphere in the hall, "The time is now 12:32 noon, according to the recent According to the law, the signal is expected to be received in five minutes, and all units are ready."

Bud Wendell took a deep breath, slowly calming down his humming artificial heart.

As the "alien civilization" adjusts their transmission mode, the signal from across the star sea has been "self-optimizing" for a period of time in the past, and now it has become a very stable and clear timed broadcast, unlike usual It can only be caught occasionally in that way, and now several major listening stations on the Loren continent can basically receive clear communication content on a regular basis, and according to the plan, the alliance's "response" is set to be "opposite" after noon today. After the first broadcast.

Bud slowly adjusted his state. He looked at the mechanical clock hanging on the wall beside him, and almost at the same time, a report came from a command seat not far away: "The listening station of the Ancestor Peak sent a message, The signal has been received in Ogure!"

In the next second, another voice came from the command seat: "Sorling's main antenna has received a signal! The signal strength is 4, and the average value is normal! The content has not changed as before!"

Beltira's voice sounded immediately: "Wait for a response three seconds after the broadcast ends."

Bud's eyes fell on the record board in front of him.

"...Are we really going to send this to 'them' later?" An operator next to him suddenly whispered as if talking to himself.

"It's enough to execute it accurately." Bud has a straight face, and he has no doubts about his responsibilities. The years when a soldier fulfilled his mission, and what is different from before is that his mission at that time was to guard the frontiers of the motherland, but today his mission is...

Let the aliens turn off the free mic.

Well, I still have some doubts and wavering in my heart, but Mr. Bud Wendell is in a good mood.

At this moment, the signal response from the depths of the star sea disappeared, and the broadcast ended.

Three seconds later, the operation team followed the order without hesitation—the information reverse-translated by the starbreakers was input into the main brain, and the main brain converted it into the unique signal pattern of the "alien civilization" according to special coding rules , and then with the help of the amplification device set up in Cecil City and the "spiritual echo" of Tyr, the sea monster, the data was transmitted to the distant Antaveen in an instant.

On the other side of the distant sea, the super-light speed communication array of the ancient starship suddenly started.

For the first time in millions of years, a superluminal signal was actively released from this humble little planet, and reached the depths of the stars in an instant.

At this moment, the command hall suddenly fell into a strange silence.

"Received the feedback from Antaveen," the voice of Deep Sea Ambassador Tyr sounded in the silence, "The message has been successfully sent, and the strength has reached the theoretical value, and we are waiting for a response."

After Tyre's voice fell, the hall remained silent. Except for the hum of the equipment running, no one in the huge space spoke. Many eyes were watching whether the main antenna in the center of the room was working or not. The indicator light for receiving the signal, and that light has not yet turned on-even though it only passed for such a moment, Bud felt that the silence seemed to have lasted for a century.

He heard the muttering of his colleagues beside him: "The aliens are not too honest, just turn off the communication and stop contacting us, right?"

Bud lowered his voice: "Don't think too much, especially when you think about these impossible things."

"The communication may not respond immediately." In the large holographic projection at the front of the hall, the voice of the Silver Queen Belsetia suddenly broke the silence.

"Yes," Gao Wen nodded, "This is also one of the plans. If no immediate response is received, the listening stations will continue to perform routine monitoring tasks until our side initiates the call."

At this moment, Bard suddenly noticed that the indicator light in the center of the hall flickered.

In the next second, the slightly excited voice of an commander broke the somewhat dignified atmosphere in the hall: "Sorin's main antenna has received a signal! It is outputting to Line 1!"

"Starbreaker," Bertila shouted immediately, "Please translate it as soon as possible."

The hall that seemed to be frozen just a second ago became busy again at this moment. A piece of information completely different from before entered the monitoring range of Sorin's main antenna, and this was obviously a response from an alien civilization, which had been on standby for a long time. The star interpreters immediately began to translate this brand new content, and submitted the translation that was closest to the original meaning to Beltera in the shortest possible time. Bud Wendell nervously watched the holographic projection in the center of the hall, he Seeing that one letter after another began to appear on the specially set blank image:

"Sorry, we didn't mean to bother you."

After this sentence, there was a pause for a while, and then new information emerged:

"We got your response - I hope you can understand our excitement in this process, strangers who are light years away, we have no malicious intentions.

"Our time is running out.

"Whether you know it or not - a 'shock' capable of destroying intelligent life is approaching the area where we live, whether it is your planet or our planet, will face this shock."

(Mom!)