Chapter 1143 "Natural Disaster"

There was an unusual silence in the auditorium.

A more advanced civilization appeared within the field of vision.

The congressmen present looked at each other, exchanging the surprise and disbelief in each other's eyes.

This problem is very difficult, because there has never been a similar situation in the history of the empire. The only intelligent alien creature they found was just a group of alien creatures on the frontier planet who could not even make fire and could only use Just some uncivilized bipedal lizards of natural tools.

The Jialan Empire has no interest in establishing diplomatic relations with alien races, let alone communicating with alien races. They can produce and satisfy all consumer goods needed by the people. And once diplomatic relations with mutually confirmed coordinates are established, it means that they must redevelop the armaments that have been eliminated for many years, beware of possible threats, and face the risk of ideological collisions.

And what is certain is that backward civilizations must be at a disadvantage in the conflict of ideological trends.

The other party doesn't even need to do anything extra, and simply relying on the passive output of values ​​can bring great uncertainty and hidden dangers to their society.

Just look at the troubles caused by the widely circulated "Oracle" so far.

There were sounds of panic everywhere.

Sensitivity to information is not only an advantage of the Jialan people's civilization, but also a defect that is difficult for them to remove.

Pressing two fingers on his forehead, the consul fell into deep thought.

This is a common habit of Jialan people when they think about problems, which makes them feel that their consciousness is infinitely close to the great spirit of the universe. However, even the spirit of the universe couldn't answer the question in his heart.

The silence lasted about ten minutes.

he spoke.

"You said, he took the initiative to contact us."

"Yes," Dr. Ryan nodded to the consul who asked the question, and said in a serious tone, "At first we thought that the strange drop was some kind of probe, or some kind of weapon capable of destroying planets, but after careful research After that, the results exceeded all of our expectations."

"As I said, he left a trail of discontinuous soap bubbles on our gravitational wave detectors, and the information contained in each bubble is highly overlapping."

"This is obviously impossible to be a detector, because theoretically there is no information—at least the information transmission path we know, it is impossible to catch up with its speed."

"At the same time, it can't be a weapon. No weapon will tell you so much that I'm on my way. Even if the hyperspace passage is lengthened a little, it can increase its secrecy countless times."

"So we deduce that it may be something similar to broadcasting, which continuously releases fixed gravitational wave signals to the surroundings through some kind of hyperspace medium."

There was no sound in the meeting hall.

Everyone frowned.

Although complex physical theorems may be difficult for them, Dr. Lane has explained the principles in a very simple and easy to understand way.

And according to the general logic of war, this is indeed the case. If it is a weapon, it will definitely do everything possible to conceal its existence, and there is no need for such a high profile.

The Minister of Science and Technology frowned and asked.

"You say it's a broadcast... but how do you understand their language?"

Dr. Lane looked at him and replied calmly.

"Physics is the general law of the universe, and mathematics is the universal language of the universe. We only need a right triangle and a simple formula like 'a+b=c' to let the other party know that there is civilization here. And we only need to add On the basis of these two pieces of information, add a mathematical proposition that we have just solved or have not yet solved, so that the other party can roughly know the level of our civilization... because to a large extent, the level of mathematics is positively correlated with the development of the latter of."

Consul: "...so what?"

Ryan: "They did something like that."

"By analyzing the information transmitted in the gravitational waves, we obtained a series of complex mathematical expressions, and something similar to a password table. Although it took a lot of effort, we finally understood them..."

Clenching his fists on the table, the Minister of Defense said immediately.

"What did the messages say? A diplomatic request? A declaration of war? Or—"

"None," Ryan shook his head, "They showed us their level of civilization openly and honestly, and then conveyed to us...the 'oracle'."

The light blue light particles in the air slowly floated up, converging into a group of images composed of special operators. These images stayed in the air for a while, and quickly dispersed into countless light particles to recombine again, and three lines of short but unignorable text appeared instead.

['natural disaster' is approaching. 】

【Our universe is facing an unprecedented crisis. 】

[Keep vigilant! 】

Compared with the concise and concise declaration of war, this kind of unexplained warning is, in a sense, even more chilling.

What exactly are natural disasters?

What is the unprecedented crisis?

What is there to be wary of?

Only the most critical part, not a single word was left.

Looking around at the silent chamber, Dr. Ryan said in an affirmative tone.

"Gentlemen, this is what I call an 'oracle.'"

"Although the information we can translate from it is only three lines...but I believe its content is enough to attract our attention."

"Now, do you still think that the rumor about the 'Oracle' is just a rumor?"

No one answered.

Even those councilors who had watched his "performance" with joking eyes before all showed panicked expressions at this moment, and could not even meet his eyes.

Looking directly at the scholar in the audience, the consul was silent for a long time.

Finally, he asked slowly in a serious tone.

"One last question, did you answer them."

"No," Dr. Lane shrugged slightly, "even if we wanted to, there's no way for our sluggish signal to catch up to it."

Hearing this, the Consul breathed a sigh of relief.

Not just the consuls, almost the vast majority of people breathed a sigh of relief.

Think about it, the distance of tens of thousands of light years, even if they have mastered the secret of superluminal communication, there is no way to transmit the message to such a far place in a short period of time.

Not to mention, that "strange drop" is heading towards the center of the entire galaxy at a faster speed.

The expression was obviously much more relaxed, and the consul leaned back slightly on the chair, looked at the scholars in the audience, and continued to speak.

"Whether it's true or not, you have no right to make it public without authorization."

As if expecting the consul to say this, Dr. Ryan nodded with a heavy expression.

"I know that this is my problem, but it is also a choice I have to make. Because I know very well how weak our civilization is under the strong shell. In order to prevent things from developing to the worst In a situation like this, someone has to come out and do something.”

Slightly raised his chin, as if dissatisfied with the scholar's words, the consul raised his volume and spoke.

"So what do you think we should do? Trust a broadcast from an unknown source? Trust those ugly alien species with good intentions? Then destroy our stable peace for thousands of years? Who can guarantee that this is not a trap? What if they Facing unprecedented troubles, why not solve them yourself? Instead, pin your hopes on a civilization weaker than them?"

"If they really have good intentions, they should at least tell us what the 'natural disaster' is!"

Dr. Lane shrugged noncommittally.

"This possibility is not ruled out, but IMHO the possibility is not high. If it is just for pure persecution, as far as I can think of, they have at least a hundred more efficient ways to achieve this goal, such as letting the The strange drop flew directly towards us."

Speaker: "Maybe they don't know we're here."

Dr. Lane laughed.

"Don't make trouble, such a big ring world circles around the star, even a blind person knows what's here."

"Enough!" The consul stared at the scholars standing in the audience, and said word by word, "You have been arrested on charges of sedition and subversion, your academic title will be revoked, and Yong Yexing Your prison will be your final resting place."

Dr. Lane: "When is the trial?"

The consul said blankly, "Before you came here."

The Jialan Empire has long since abolished the death penalty, and the upper limit of punishment is to be exiled to the outermost prison in the empire's borders and spend the rest of his life there.

In a sense, this is a more painful punishment than death. After all, for the vast majority of Jialan people, death is nothing more than returning to the embrace of the spirit of the universe, but permanent exile means at least enduring hundreds of years of suffering.

The shoulders were slightly slack, and Ryan was silent for a while before speaking.

"It's the worst option, but it doesn't matter."

Slightly nodding towards the consul, he calmly offered his hands to the guards walking by.

"Put it on for me, my mission is over."

There was commotion again in the meeting room.

Pretending not to hear, the consul's eyes were full of haze, staring at the man in handcuffs calmly in the audience, wondering what he was thinking.

Before being escorted away, Dr. Ryan who was standing in the audience suddenly raised his head, glanced casually to the side, and then looked at the consul sitting at the head of the conference.

"Before sending me to Yongyexing, I have a request."

Consul: "Speak."

"About the disposal of my property," Ryan continued after a pause, "I have no heirs and no other surviving immediate family members. Before I am imprisoned, I hope to dispose of my property."

The laws of the empire protected private property.

As long as it is not illegal income, even if it is a heinous crime, it will not be confiscated.

The consul exchanged glances with the Minister of Justice, and seeing the latter nodded, he looked at Dr. Ryan.

"According to the laws of the empire, your request is reasonable. Before being sent to Eternal Night Star, you can identify the successor."

Raising his handcuffed hands, Dr. Lane pointed to Lu Zhou standing on the side of the hall without any hesitation.

"I wish to gift him all my fortune."

"At least, he sent me here safely."

Glancing at the inconspicuous little figure standing on the side of the hall, the consul raised his finger casually and flicked it in the air.

Two dark green holographic ID cards popped up, and as his index finger moved, a stream of data flowed quickly from one of the holographic panels and transferred to the other.

"Reinhardt? From now on, you inherit all of Dr. Ryan's property."

Before leaving, Dr. Ryan looked at Lu Zhou in surprise, as if he was surprised that he didn't tell him his "real name".

But he didn't say anything, and followed the sentry obediently away.