Chapter 379 The Changing Sea

Mo Ling looked at the shark carcasses on the metal floor, feeling a little dazed.

"So, are these the ones in my dream just now?"

He walked forward and picked up the shark carcass.

He pinched it, and it felt like rubber, very strange.

As his palm exerted force, the shark carcass actually made a "smacking" sound like a rubber toy.

At the same time, a foul smell came, like the smell of some inferior plastic.

Mo Ling couldn't stand the disgusting smell and threw the shark carcasses into the nearby sea.

Even though the shark carcasses had been thrown out, Mo Ling's palms still felt a little sticky, which was very disgusting.

Mo Ling's thoughts also returned to the previous dream.

"Even dreams can be teleported?"

Sharks, spiders...

Those spiders were the robots on the ship, and the sharks were the strange sound sharks.

The robot on the ship was still carefully recording something. Mo Ling continued to look and found that it was actually writing new precautions.

The robot stood in front of the operating panel and scrolled to the end of the page of precautions. After a series of operations, a line of text was added to the end of the precautions:

"It is forbidden to bring hand bells on board..."

Then, the robot returned to his post.

"So that's it. The precautions were written by these robots."

Or, it is these robots that are constantly improving.

Maybe there were only a few precautions originally, and after the Tissot sailed again and again, they gradually increased and became what they are now.

Mo Ling suddenly realized.

"No wonder there are so many clauses and they are illogical."

Because these robots will not modify the previous clauses, or they have no authority to modify them.

They can only keep adding to them later and try to make the precautions more perfect.

This is like some kind of AI training, in the repeated voyages, the most "perfect" rules are piled up with repeated experiences.

Mo Ling suddenly felt very reasonable.

Aren't there a group of intelligent machines on the ship?

However, such precautions may be easy to understand for robots, but they will be very confusing to humans.

For robots, their logic is originally composed of "sentences". The more sentences there are, the more comprehensive they are.

Humans have no choice but to memorize such sentences.

However, after knowing the origin of these precautions, Mo Ling was relieved.

"These clauses are not rigid. Even if some of them are violated, they will only lead to some dangers, and some may not be so fatal."

The sound shark just now did not look strong.

The precautions are only to avoid risks to the greatest extent, and cannot achieve ultimate safety.

While Mo Ling was thinking, the bow of the Tissot slowly began to rotate again, and the whole ship slowly recovered its original speed, sailing up and down on the sea.

"It seems that the ship will only stop between three and four o'clock in the evening."

This is to avoid the attack of the sound shark.

After the time has passed, it can continue to move forward.

The hull vibrated, and the buzzing sound resounded through the cabin again. The Tissot accelerated and plunged into the water.

Mo Ling went to bed very early, and after the attack of the sound shark, he was no longer sleepy at this time.

He looked outside the ship.

The water outside the porthole was a little scary black, no longer with the sparkling texture of the day, but like a thick layer of oil.

As the Tissot rose and fell, the waves hit the hull. For some reason, Mo Ling felt that the sound was much duller than during the day.

Some very heavy bubbles were mixed in, and I don’t know where they came from, and they were very rhythmic.

Mo Ling carefully observed for a long time before coming to an amazing conclusion-

The sea has become viscous.

"This is not an illusion..."

Mo Ling thought that it was because it was too dark before dawn that caused problems with his perception, but after careful observation, he found that the sea water outside had indeed changed.

Not only did the "touch" of touching the hull change, but even the sound became dull.

The drill on the bow of the Tissot seemed to speed up in order to cope with the increasingly viscous water.

Because the texture of the sea water has changed, the Tissot can no longer be as flexible as before, and the speed of ups and downs has become very slow.

Gradually, Tissot became sluggish as if it was stuck in a pool of mud.

However, because of the increasingly viscous seawater, the drill-like head of Tissot became more powerful.

"The thrust has become stronger."

Mo Ling suddenly realized that Tissot's strange propulsion method might be to cope with the changes in the seawater here.

Under the action of the accelerated drill, Tissot's speed did not slow down at all, but instead increased a lot.

Tissot's long hull also played a role at this time, reducing resistance to a minimum.

At this time, Tissot was like an earthworm, drilling in this increasingly viscous sea.

The water began to stick to the hull like silt, and the layer of water film outside the porthole became thicker and stickier.

Before long, it became like glue, and the texture could be clearly felt to have changed.

Now, Mo Ling no longer doubted his judgment.

"The sea is indeed thicker. Is this a sign of 'solidification'?"

In the machine's data, it is clearly recorded: "There is a solidified land in the center of the Sea of ​​Creation."

Perhaps, this solidification does not have a clear boundary, but requires a process and gradual progress.

Now the sea water has become viscous, and it is also going through this process.

As the Tissot slowly moved forward, the sky gradually brightened, and a faint light shone on this viscous sea.

When the texture changed, the light perception also changed wonderfully.

The faint light shone on the water, and it actually looked a little crystal clear.

When the sun climbed over the sea level and slowly rose, the direct sunlight penetrated into the sea, and Mo Ling saw a scene he had never seen before.

Countless small crystals floated in the sea, hitting the hull with the waves.

They were scattered in the sea water, shining under the sunlight, and the shining crystal surface constantly reflected light, like a dazzling diamond.

The sticky seawater carried these diamond-like crystals, surging and rolling onto the surface of the Tissot, as if covering the Tissot with a diamond coat.

The drill on the bow ruthlessly cut this beautiful diamond sea into pieces, and the shining small crystals were thrown into the air, bathing in the sun, shining brightly.

The sea not only became sticky, but also became shining...

The light outside the porthole illuminated the room with a dazzling light. Li Luo seemed to be dazzled by the flickering light. His eyelids moved slightly and he woke up slowly.