Chapter 1143 Hongmeng Cosmic Beach, The Era of Sculpture Art

Xu Zhi put down his pen, extremely calm.

He sat on the edge of the void, as if looking at his own pond, sipping tea, looking down.

This time, he won't interfere.

Nor is there any sufficient knowledge to interfere.

"This is a mysterious and unknown road, and I can't see through it at all. Even though in a sense, I come from the future and travel here more than 14 billion years later,

But even though I have the mature system knowledge of later generations, I can't use it at all, and I can only walk alone with the first batch of indigenous people in those weak worlds, touching everything at a loss. "

Even he doesn't know how to develop it!

Even if he wants to teach it, he doesn't have any knowledge to pass it on. The skills and blood he cultivated are simply ineffective in this era.

His supercomputing power can't deduce everything.

Because the calculation and deduction is based on the existing knowledge data, and now even the most basic data are incomplete, the laws of heaven and earth have not been condensed, how to deduce the Hunyuan Hongmeng?

Everything is immortal.

The original creature also had its own name, Yimang.

As an ordinary person, he is the first intelligent creature in the world, without any cultivation, and he has lived to this day ten thousand years later.

In the past ten thousand years, civilization has lived a very fulfilling life. As earth life similar to elements, the original primordial demon gods, they only need to swallow the energy of the universe to survive.

This world is wild, dangerous, and chaotic in the end.

But at the very beginning, when they were born in this world, they didn't feel anything unusual, as if everything was born this way.

In the first ten years of his birth, Yimang took the children and offspring he gave birth to and hid everywhere. They suffered heavy casualties, the intertwining of chaos in the universe, the chaotic folding of space, appearing at any time like a natural disaster.

Even the dimensions are jumping and uncertain.

Sometimes one-dimensional, sometimes two-dimensional, sometimes three-dimensional.

But the spatial chaos of this dimension is not a big disaster for them.

They are a mass of mud, sometimes reduced to one dimension, turned into a point, lost the ability to think for themselves, and were generally fixed.

Sometimes they become two-dimensional, they run around sheet by sheet, and after a while, they become three-dimensional creatures again, their flesh and blood bulging like springs.

Even they can have fun with it.

Dimensional jumps can't kill them, but after being dimensionally reduced, if other disasters strike at the same time, being unable to escape is also a huge disaster.

The space is turbulent, and all kinds of chaos are still dangerous. Even if they can live forever, they can only barely keep the population from decaying.

past twenty years.

They communicate with gestures and signals, and gradually develop their own civilized language from a life like a wild beast, and the language gradually turns into a unique brain wave signal for communication.

They began to be amazed by the magic of language, and also felt the potential contained in it.

Language is the direct medium of communication, and communication is the fire that starts civilization.

Ulala!

Ulala!

A mud yelled and pointed to a turbulent space in the distance, indicating that it was very dangerous there. He once saw a companion enter it with his own eyes and was torn apart.

The surrounding mud began to look scared, looking at the vortex.

A new age of civilization has begun.

They began to learn about each other's experience of danger through communication, escape from death, understand some dangerous laws of the universe, and avoid them.

The knowledge of the entire population began to be passed on to each other, like a torch, and they learned the most important role of communication in civilized settlements: avoiding danger.

The moment of the first century.

Yiman's people still know how to dodge.

They began to adapt to this new chaotic universe, and they multiplied in large numbers throughout the universe. The language civilization was fully mature, but they still hadn't escaped the wild life of the tribe.

The development is extremely slow and sluggish.

Apart from eating, reproducing, and resting, they have no other daily life.

Time seems to pass extremely slowly on them, day after day, boring, as if it is just like the sentence: [The ancient people, all ages are millions of years old, and their movements are not bad! 】

The development of civilization has stagnated since a hundred years ago, living the most primitive life of a barbaric tribe.

It is impossible to develop civilization.

Dimensions are jumping.

The parameter of material gravity may jump from 1 to 10,000 at any time.

The speed of light is also uneven.

Sometimes the speed is extremely slow, and it is unimaginably fast.

Because of the uncertainty of the propagation speed of light, the observation method of "far small and near large" is not applicable at all. People who are close at hand may be far away in the sky, and people who are far away in the sky may also be close at hand.

The parameters of the light are unstable, and everything they see is false, and even the space cannot be measured.

They seem to live in an illusory space universe.

In this case, not to mention any so-called developed technological civilization, even the top spaceships of later generations will turn into a pile of rotten iron when using tools.

Because the development of civilization is the use of tools, but the so-called tools are based on rules.

However, although civilization could not be developed, the population continued to grow rapidly, and their casualties, who were able to avoid most of the dangers of the universe, were greatly reduced, and the population experienced a real era of great expansion.

in the first millennium.

They found new joys in a boring life.

Start spending excess time building, they immerse themselves in it.

In the empty and lonely universe, where they lived together, all the soil was molded into various shapes by them, grotesque and grotesque, like children's graffiti.

Even though, within a week, there will be a lawful turbulence, or a change in the parameters of gravity, which will directly destroy their creations, just like frequent seawater sweeping sand sculptures on the beach, but they still enjoy rebuilding.

day to day.

Born, fed, rested, built, destroyed by the universe, built again.

Built for 10,000 years.

The era of great expansion is also an era of great construction.

The idle Yiman clan was unable to develop civilization, so they devoted their excessive energy to cosmic sculpture, which is almost a historical inevitability.

Xu Zhi couldn't help but feel the shock of the epic, "Who would have thought? The first civilizations of the universe, they are like a bunch of innocent children on the beach, who have spent tens of thousands of years enjoying themselves! Building statues day after day , and are continually beaten by the tides of the waves, destroying their masterpieces."

In Xu Zhi's eyes, this scene was bizarre.

As long as it is their place of residence, the floating matter in the universe is sculpted into various strange-style buildings to live in.

And the development of these sculptures, their sculpture art, has also reached its peak in the development. From the strange and strange style at the beginning, it gradually has a unified aesthetic view, and the statues become regular, symmetrical, and perfectly spherical. cube, triangle, polyhedron

The whole world seems to have turned into a world of mathematical geometry. The sculpture also made them understand the beauty of order for the first time. They began to think for the first time:

[Why is the universe not regular? 】

For 10,000 years, although there has been no development, they have already recognized the existence of a series of rules of "light" and "gravity". Because of the natural disasters of those variables, they have long understood the existence of these concepts.

This is very simple truth.

If gravity is constant, people will easily ignore it in their lives until Newton sees an apple. At the beginning, you will notice the concept of "gravity".

They even measured time and formulated units to calculate their own lifespan and how much time has passed by them.

They continued to play with the sculptures, sitting on the top Yimang, and began to think:

Why is light not constant?

It would be nice if the light was constant.

After all, light is so deceitful that if its velocity were constant, we wouldn't have to touch it to determine the true shape of a sculpture.

The world becomes real when viewed only with the eyes.

Why is gravity not constant?

It would be nice if gravity were constant.

If the gravitational force is a constant number, the statues we pile up will not quickly collapse, deform and distort due to the instantaneous change of gravitational force between substances.

Why is space not constant?

If the space is constant, the statues we pile up will not be destroyed due to the turbulent flow of space, and can always exist.

He began to question the irregular universe he lived in for the first time, just like a seed took root and sprouted.

He was beginning to be dissatisfied.

But even though Yimang doubted it, there was no way to change it.

He could only lead his people to build statues with their savings day after day, and then they were destroyed.

Thousands of years later, concentrating on the sculpture, he found that his thinking became clearer and faster, and he was able to see the inside of the body in a hazy state.

"I see. Myself?"

He stopped his movements, as if he saw that his body was like another sculpture, many details of which were imperfect and weak, so he couldn't help but concentrate on exercising every part of his body, feeling the insufficiency in it.

Carved himself perfectly like a statue. Gradually, after another three years, he somehow felt that his life seemed to have broken through a certain limit.

He entered a mysterious and mysterious state. When he woke up, several months had passed, and there was a strange aura all over his body, and the entire universe was violently shaken accordingly. The first among the ancient sacred.