Civilization Trial: Start by Building a Sci-Fi Heaven

Chapter 128 Two thousand five hundred years ago, someone helped China! (asking for monthly votes)

A few minutes later.

"Dean, he's awake."

one researcher exclaimed.

The old gatekeeper slowly opened his eyes.

Then he saw Yang Mo's big face and the thousands of people behind him.

He trembled with fear.

Fainted again.

"This……"

Yang Mo touched his face and couldn't help but mutter, "Am I that scary?"

"How about we just go in?"

A researcher suggested, pointing at the unguarded gate.

Yang Mo, however, had a stern face.

He scolded, "Do I look like someone who doesn't follow the rules?"

The researcher smiled awkwardly.

"Keep waiting for him to get up, and you guys stay away!"

Yang Mo thought about it and said to everyone.

Subsequently.

Sit next to the old man.

Waiting patiently.

A few minutes later.

The old man slowly opened his eyes, and what came into view was a "kind" face.

He seemed to have thought of something.

He looked behind Yang Mo nervously.

I felt relieved.

He muttered to himself: "It was an illusion. It was indeed an illusion. I was wondering why there were so many people..."

But accidentally.

He glanced at the haystacks outside the academy gate and saw that there were densely packed human feet hidden behind them.

Suddenly, I felt a darkness in front of my eyes.

Lost consciousness again.

Fell to the ground.

"Dean, should we still...wait?"

A researcher walked out from behind the haystack and asked weakly.

Yang Mo: “…”

Looking at the old man lying on the ground.

He sighed.

finally.

I gave up the idea of ​​waking him up.

"Come on, let's go to class first."

He stood up and led everyone into the Jixia Academy.

Walk through the corridor.

Over the rockery.

Soon they arrived at a wide area.

In front is the square where lectures are given.

Not close yet.

Then there were screams.

"The bell has rung three times, and you are becoming even more lazy in your pursuit of learning!"

The front of the square.

The headmaster had a sullen look on his face and was hitting Jing Hezhong's palm with a ruler.

A full twenty times.

He stopped and glared at the two of them: "After today's lecture, I will punish you to copy the "Encouragement to Study" a hundred times!"

"Headmaster, please listen to our explanation. We..."

Jing and Zhong looked at each other and their faces instantly fell.

"No need to say more!"

The headmaster snorted coldly, waved his sleeves and said, "Go back to your seats!"

The two sighed.

In front of all the students, he returned to his mat.

In the square where the lecture is given.

Suddenly, there were whispers of gloating.

"Quiet!"

The mountain chief in front glanced down and the scene suddenly fell silent.

"what?"

The headmaster was about to give a lecture.

Suddenly I noticed Yang Mo not far away and a large group of people.

My heart couldn't help but shudder.

But he still pretended to be calm and said, "Today, there are new students coming. Come over here."

then……

Then he saw Yang Mo with a group of people.

The huge lecture square was filled with people sitting there, making it impossible to get in or out.

Jing Hezhong and other former students...

They were all squeezed to the back row and couldn't even see their shadows.

"This chief priest is really something. He said he was going to travel, but there's no need to issue so many tokens, right?"

The headmaster secretly complained in his heart.

Then he took a deep breath, forced a smile and said, "It is fate that you can enter my academy. Do you have any questions for me today?"

"Headmaster, since there are so many of us here, can you please ask a few more questions?"

Yang Mo said shamelessly.

"Sorry, according to the academy rules, you can only ask one question."

The headmaster frowned, but remained unmoved.

"What stage are you stuck at in your research?"

Yang Mo felt a little regretful and turned to look at the thirty researchers who had opened the gene lock.

These thirty people.

He is a core member of the [Yao Chi Biotechnology Research and Development Center].

Leading the analysis of the Mandui chip and the research and development of the gene lock.

Everyone heard this.

They were all a little surprised.

But he still said: "We have mastered the [Gene Sequencing Technology] you brought with you earlier, but the Mandu chip has more complex encrypted genetic information..."

After opening the gene lock.

Their personal abilities and research progress have been significantly improved.

One hundred and twenty thousand gene fragments in the Mandu chip.

They have already finished the test.

But each gene fragment also contains a vast amount of information.

The amount of information is roughly equivalent to one million times the content of water molecules in all the ocean water on Earth.

During in-depth screening.

They found out.

In some genetic fragments, some genetic information is actually encrypted!
They doubt it.

These encrypted messages are the Queen Mother of the West’s back-up plan.

Anyone who has integrated the Mandu chip and unlocked the gene lock will have this encrypted information in his body.

"You want to decrypt the encrypted message?"

Upon hearing this, the headmaster stroked his beard and said, "This is related to genetic coding technology. It's quite simple. I happen to know a thing or two about it."

The words were finished.

He found that everyone's eyes were looking at him.

From these eyes.

He read out meanings of suspicion, scrutiny, shock, and doubt.

"You don't believe it?"

The headmaster blew his beard, a little ashamed and angry: "Although I am not specialized in this field, I have a wide range of knowledge in the vast ocean of knowledge. Genetic coding technology is just a small field. The really complicated one is the gene locking technology..."

talking.

He did it in front of everyone.

He started to explain incessantly.

He wanted to tell everyone he knew about genetic coding.

Speaking of excitement.

The gene locking technology was also mentioned.

The researchers were puzzled at first, then astonished, and finally began to learn eagerly.

"Can...this be the case?"

Yang Mo opened his eyes wide, he didn't expect that the headmaster who was not easily persuaded would actually fall for provocation.

……

Jixia Academy.

Take advantage of the gap when the dean is giving a passionate lecture.

Yang Mo pulled Zhao Ziyan away from the lecture square and explored around.

along the way.

He told the other party about his previous discovery.

"You mean, the time in this world of consciousness only stops at the new moon, and it resets every time it is opened?"

There was a hint of surprise on Zhao Ziyan's cold face.

"Yes."

Yang Mo nodded: "Every time I come in, I appear on a fixed country road, meet Jing and Zhong, the old gatekeeper, and then meet the headmaster. None of them have any memory related to me."

There was a pause.

He added: "No, the little girl named Aqing remembers me."

The world inside the stone tablet.

Quite magical.

The headmaster was well versed in all kinds of scientific and technological knowledge, and even knew a thing or two about the alchemy technique of the immortal cultivation system.

The chief priest is even said to know the inside story of the Trial of Civilization.

He really wanted to find the libation priest.

but……

The little girl named Aqing said that the chief priest was dead.

all.

Like clouds and mist.

"You turn on the gene lock and see if you can figure it out."

Yang Mo looked at Zhao Ziyan hopefully and asked.

Zhao Ziyan frowned slightly.

Think carefully.

After a while.

He guessed: "I think the time stagnation and reset of this conscious world may be related to some energy cycle or rules that constitute this world."

"Constitutional rules?"

Yang Mo frowned.

"Yes, it is the world inside the stone tablet, and the stone tablet is the reward issued by the civilization trial."

Zhao Ziyan nodded and explained, "It seems to be designed as a repetitive program. Every time it is opened, it is used to 'ask questions'."

"You mean, they are all artificial programmed consciousness?"

Yang Mo's pupils shrank slightly and his brows were furrowed.

He has come into contact with Jing, Zhong, the old gatekeeper, and the headmaster.

The other party's various performances.

Absolutely real people.

It doesn't look like an artificial programmed consciousness at all.

"It's very possible."

Zhao Ziyan thought for a moment and continued, "The stone tablet is a reward for the civilization trial. The means or technology mastered by the people behind it may be beyond our understanding."

"What about Ah Qing and Ji Jiu?"

Yang Mo paused and asked again.

He explored the Jixia Academy many times.

I searched almost everywhere.

But I have never seen a libation wine.

And Aqing, the only one who still has memory, always says that Jijiu is dead.

"From the perspective that Ah Qing was able to retain her memories, she should be the only one with independent consciousness in the academy."

Zhao Ziyan's eyes flickered as she guessed, "As for the libation..."

"What are you two doing sneaking around here?!"

suddenly.

A childish voice came from behind.

Interrupting their discussion.

"Ah Qing?"

Yang Mo turned around and looked at the little girl not far behind him.

He looks about seven or eight years old.

She had two pigtails and wore a light blue schoolboy outfit with a few delicate cloud patterns embroidered on the corners.

Looking at them.

"Are you Ah Qing?"

A rare look of gentleness appeared on Zhao Ziyan's cold face.

She took the initiative to step forward, squatted down and asked: "Sister asks you, why did you say that the priest is dead?"

"Why should I tell you?"

Aqing took a few steps back defensively, his eyes rolling around.

"This……"

Zhao Ziyan opened her mouth.

I was speechless for a moment.

Although she opened her gene lock, her abilities have been improved.

But this is the first time I've been with a little girl.

"If you tell us, I can help you stop them."

Yang Mo smiled slightly and pointed to a place not far ahead.

Aqing curled her lips.

Just about to speak.

Then I heard the voices of several middle-aged Confucian scholars coming from not far away.

"Aqing is there, take her back to class!"

The sound is getting closer.

The expression on Aqing's face became a little frightened.

Grabbing Yang Mo's sleeve tightly.

She cried, "I don't want to go back with them, I don't want to go back..."

"What happened to the libation?"

Yang Mo seized the opportunity and asked quickly.

"He's been out traveling for so long, he must be dead."

Ah Qing didn't hide it anymore and said anxiously, "Help me stop them quickly."

"So the chief priest went traveling?"

The corners of Yang Mo's mouth twitched a few times, and he felt like he was deceived by a child.

Dare to...

The death that Ah Qing meant was traveling around and never returning.

"You said you traveled for so long, how long was it?"

Zhao Ziyan, who was standing by, seemed to have caught something and her eyes were fixed on Aqing.

"How can I count them?"

Aqing was about to cry as she watched the middle-aged scholars getting closer and closer.

"How long?"

Yang Mo also noticed something was wrong and asked, "How many years has he been traveling?"

"I don't know. I only know that since the chief priest left, the sun has risen in the academy a total of 910,000 times."

Ah Qing cried and shook her head, her tone almost begging: "Stop them quickly, I don't want to go back with them to study, learning the same thing every day, I really don't want to study anymore..." "Ninety-one... ten thousand times?!"

Yang Mo swallowed and subconsciously looked at Zhao Ziyan.

"Two thousand five hundred years."

Zhao Ziyan spoke slowly.

His face was also filled with shock.

"Whose teacher are you students of? Why are you hanging out here with A-Qing during class time?"

At this moment.

Several middle-aged scholars rushed to the front and scolded: "Why don't you go back to class!"

Done.

He was about to reach out and take Aqing away.

"Ah Qing is not going to study today."

Yang Mo glanced at A Qing who was shivering behind him and said to the others.

"absurd!"

A middle-aged scholar said with a stern face, "Aqing is at the stage of enlightenment, how can you neglect your studies and waste your time?!"

"Zi Yan, tell them."

Yang Mo squatted down and picked up Aqing.

Turn around and walk away.

"stop!"

Several middle-aged scholars, with red faces, started to chase after him.

But he was stopped by Zhao Ziyan.

……

In the pavilion.

Yang Mo put A Qing down.

The shock in my heart took a long time to subside.

"That...that sister, will she be okay?"

Aqing pinched the corner of her clothes with her little hands, her eyes full of worry.

"Don't worry, your sister is very powerful."

Yang Mo chuckled.

Zhao Ziyan is the first person in China to open the genetic lock.

In addition to brain development.

The body's functions have been improved to the extreme.

Although what entered the Jixia Academy was consciousness, it perfectly replicated the body's functions.

Deal with several middle-aged Confucian scholars.

Not a problem at all.

"Oh."

A Qing said half-believingly.

Shortly after.

Zhao Ziyan came back.

Aqing then smiled happily and quickly threw herself into Zhao Ziyan's arms.

No matter what, he refused to come down.

"You said you spent 910,000 days here..."

Yang Mo took a deep breath, stared at A Qing and asked.

"Yes, I record every day that passes. According to the arithmetic that the teacher taught me, 910,000 days have passed."

Ah Qing raised his head and said seriously.

"So, you have lived in the Jixia Academy for 2,500 years."

Zhao Ziyan looked at Aqing who was lying in her arms and suddenly felt a little distressed.

In the academy.

Every twenty-four hours, the time resets.

Never makes it to the next day.

In other words.

Aqing spent the same old days here for 2,500 years.

day to day.

Year after year.

Rather...

Everyone else will have their memories refreshed.

Only she won't.

Living in the same state for 2,500 years would drive anyone crazy.

“It’s a bit boring.”

Aqing stretched out her little hand to smooth Zhao Ziyan's brow and stuck out her tongue.

"From now on, when we come to the academy, you can have fun as much as you want."

Yang Mo rubbed her little head and said with a smile: "No one cares about you."

Aqing's eyes curved into crescents.

Nodding with joy.

After a while.

He lowered his head again and asked in a low voice: "Can you come every day in the future instead of once every ten days?"

"What did you say?"

Yang Mo's body trembled.

……

Linzi base.

in the ward.

Yang Mo slowly opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling in a daze.

In the Jixia Academy.

He and Zhao Ziyan spent a pleasant day with Aqing.

This exploration.

He got a lot of important information from Aqing.

In fact, the chief priest was not dead, but went traveling.

only……

The journey took quite a long time.

A full two thousand five hundred years.

It had been so long that Aqing, who worked in the academy, thought that the chief priest must have died outside.

"So, in fact, the time in the academy is synchronized with the real world. If one day passes outside, one day will also pass in the academy."

Yang Mo murmured.

original.

He thought that the two thousand five hundred years that Aqing had spent were just her "two thousand five hundred years".

It’s just because the Jixia Academy inside the stone tablet has been opened on the same day repeatedly.

As the only one with memories.

He was forced to follow the Jixia Academy and go through 910,000 restarts.

Such a long time has passed.

But after communicating with Aqing.

He found.

The speed of time flowing in the Jixia Academy recorded in the stone tablet is exactly the same as that in the outside world!
In other words.

Regardless of whether he opened the stone tablet or not.

The world inside the stone tablet has actually always existed.

But every twenty-four hours passes, and a new day begins.

Aqing spent two thousand five hundred years in the world inside the stone tablet.

in reality.

It should have been two thousand five hundred years since China.

Serving wine.

It was two thousand five hundred years ago that he left the Jixia Academy to travel.

"Two thousand five hundred years ago...wasn't that the period during the Warring States Period when the Jixia Academy of Qi was founded?"

Yang Mo swallowed, the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

What a coincidence.

Two thousand five hundred years ago.

That academic holy land where a hundred schools of thought contended with each other was also called Jixia Academy.

The mysterious stone tablet of SSS-level rewards issued by the Civilization Trial also has the Jixia Academy engraved on its front.

The place where it is located.

Especially in Linzi.

The former capital of Qi State, on the site of the Jixia Academy!

And according to the current clues.

This stone tablet existed two thousand five hundred years ago.

"So, the establishment of the Jixia Academy in Qi State 2,500 years ago was actually due to this stone tablet?"

"The Hundred Schools of Thought are contending with each other because of this stone tablet?!"

Yang Mo just felt his scalp tingling.

If so.

Then everything would make sense.

Two thousand five hundred years ago.

It was a period of cultural explosion in Chinese civilization, during which a large number of sages were born and countless advanced theoretical knowledge emerged.

It covers politics, economics, military affairs, philosophy, history, education, ethics, literature, astronomy, geography, calendar, mathematics, medicine, agriculture and other disciplines...

Many people think.

If it weren't for the restrictions of the feudal system at the time, China would have started the first industrial revolution long ago.

Actually.

It is this mysterious stone tablet.

It brought about these advanced theoretical knowledge and contributed to the emergence of a hundred schools of thought.

only……

He couldn't understand why this stone tablet appeared in China two thousand five hundred years ago.

But why two thousand five hundred years later?

It suddenly became a reward for the civilization trial and was once again distributed to China.

Then think about the four words on the back of the stone tablet.

He found.

Somewhere.

It seems like someone has been helping China.

We helped once two thousand five hundred years ago, and we help again now.

"Who is helping China?!"

Yang Mo rubbed his forehead.

Just get out of bed.

Put on clothes.

Go straight towards the direction where the stone tablet is.

"Zi Yan?"

Wait until you arrive.

But he found that Zhao Ziyan had arrived early and was staring at the back of the stone tablet.

"Dean, come and see, there are words on the back of the stone tablet!"

Yang Mo stepped forward.

Standing side by side with Zhao Ziyan.

Gazing at this three-meter-high stone monument.

He asked slowly, "What did you see?"

"Huaxia Yongchang!"

Zhao Ziyan pursed her lips.

"Huaxia Yongchang!"

Yang Mo nodded heavily and repeated these four words.

"Dean, I suspect someone is helping us secretly."

Zhao Ziyan suddenly lowered her voice and whispered, "They may be the ones behind the civilization trial, and they may have a close relationship with our China, so they cast this mysterious stone tablet."

Yang Mo heard this.

Looking into the distance, his eyes are deep and distant.

"Your guess is not unreasonable."

"But it's clear that the people who helped us are not doing well right now."

Zhao Ziyan's body trembled.

I quickly understood what Yang Mo meant.

There are indeed people helping China.

But the other party's situation is not good, otherwise there would be no need to give the stone tablet as a reward to China in such a secret way.

and.

The four words on the back of the stone tablet are more of a reminder than a slogan.

"remind?"

Zhao Ziyan was stunned for a moment.

"The other party is reminding us to improve our strength as soon as possible, otherwise..."

Yang Mo paused.

With a heavy heart, he said word by word: "China will perish!"

Generally speaking.

We have not encountered any crisis that could lead to the extinction of our race.

No one would mention the word "Yongchang" often.

Zhao Ziyan covered her mouth.

His complexion changed slightly.

I couldn't help but guess: "Could it be that the other party is talking about the trial of civilization?"

"Maybe it is, maybe it's not."

Yang Mo took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "To find out the answer, we must first find the master."

Only the chief priest.

Know the truth about the trial of civilization.

"But……"

Zhao Ziyan frowned and sighed, "The chief priest traveled abroad 2,500 years ago. He is not in the Jixia Academy. Where can we find him?"

Inside the monument.

There exists a world in which the cycle repeats itself over and over again.

But in that world.

There does not seem to be a libation.

"There is another way."

Yang Mo's eyes flickered and he spoke softly.

According to the rules of the academy.

The headmaster said.

I want to see the chief priest.

You can only see it by passing the big exam.

He plans to.

The next time you enter the academy, ask what the exam is for going down the mountain.

Also.

After figuring out the true meaning of the four words behind the stone tablet.

He increasingly felt that China's current strength was totally inadequate.

We must build the [Three Realms Portal] as soon as possible, enter the other world as soon as possible, and strive to turn that world into China's nourishment!
Achieve a leap forward!

"You should take the people from the Yaochi Biotechnology Research and Development Center back quickly, find out the Queen Mother of the West's trick, master the technology of independently developing gene locks, and make gene locks popular among the whole people!"

Yang Mo turned around and gave instructions to Zhao Ziyan.

"it is good!"

Zhao Ziyan didn't ask any more questions and turned around to return to the [Yao Chi Biotechnology Research and Development Center].

"Huaxia Yongchang!"

Yang Mo's voice came.

Zhao Ziyan's body trembled, but she didn't look back.

He replied in the same affirmative tone: "Huaxia Yongchang!"

(End of this chapter)