Abnormal crossing

Chapter 157 Pollutants

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I don't know if it was Jin's volume or the content of her words that had the effect.

In short, after she spoke.

Ophelia, who was about to unfold the cloth bag, paused, looked up with some confusion at one of the members of this "benefactor group".

The little girl's face was full of question marks.

In fact, it wasn't just Ophelia alone.

Speaker Gray, Jokowen, and Chief of the Civilization Guard Elliott
All eyes turned to Jin.

Seeing this, Milo couldn't help but cough lightly and asked her in a low voice, "What's wrong with you? Is something the matter?"

“Hmm, something seems off,” Jin nodded calmly, pointing to the cloth bag in Ophelia’s hand, and said, “The threshold fluctuation instrument shows that the recursive nonscalar field is a bit abnormal, and the object is that cloth bag.”

"Threshold fluctuation meter?"

Milo immediately frowned, his expression instantly becoming much more tense: "Is the situation very serious? Should we call for Meimei's help?"

“Not really,” Jin glanced at the Molds around her who were staring at her with questioning eyes, showing no embarrassment whatsoever: “The wave meter only alerted when the cloth bag was about to be opened, which means that ordinary cloth can be covered up by folding it a few times. This situation is either due to indirect contamination with something or a single anomaly that lasts for a very short time. There’s no need for the sheep to be mobilized. However, we still need to analyze what it is.”

Say it.

Jin strode over to Ophelia with her long legs and held out her hand: "There seems to be something wrong with this cloth bag. Can I take a look?"

Ophelia blinked, puzzled, then looked at Jokowen with a slightly bewildered expression, seeking her uncle's opinion.

Qiao Kewen immediately nodded, indicating that she should do as Jin said: "Give it to her. Except for that little girl with animal ears, you can do it for everyone else."

Ophelia responded with an "oh" and carefully handed the cloth bag to Jin.

After taking the hibiscus, Jin did not rush to unfold it, but instead held it in her hand to examine it.

In a field of vision unseen by outsiders.

A large amount of data flashed by in her eyes.

See this situation.

Taking advantage of the break, Gu Wei approached Li Zi and asked in a low voice, "Li Zi, what exactly is that threshold fluctuation device?"

"Well, how should I put it?" Chestnut continued to tug at Nuonuo's little ears a few times, explaining, "The threshold fluctuation meter is a very famous device in space physics. It mainly detects anomalies by changing various fine fields. Just like there are some traps on the battlefield that you can't see with the naked eye, but the device can scan them accurately."

"However, the concept of anomaly is too broad. Strictly speaking, even waving your hand can cause some kind of microscopic field change. In the past, there have even been cases in the Star Sea where the wave meter indicated a problem with the air viscosity, but after fiddling with it for a long time, it turned out to be caused by athlete's foot."

"In addition, it requires a high level of skill and analytical ability from the user, so although it is quite famous, it is not commonly seen in real life. On our ship, only that freakish genius Jin would carry this device—of course, something that she would treat like this is probably not some kind of normal error."

Gu Wei then nodded in understanding.

That's it
Judging from Li Zi's explanation, this threshold fluctuation meter seems a bit like a gravity gradiometer on Earth? — The thing that popped up numbers next to me when I traveled through time.
It can detect very subtle changes in the fine field, but the specific nature of these changes requires the assistance of an analysis module for interpretation.

Sometimes you think you've discovered some important clues, but after investing a lot of manpower and energy, you find that you've wasted your time.

Gu Wei could empathize with this feeling quite well.

After all, before he transmigrated, cough cough, one of his friends had also encountered situations many times where he thought he had caught a big fish, but it turned out the hook was just caught on a rock.
Then another half minute passed.

Jin finally made a move again.

She rummaged in her pocket for a few moments and pulled out a small metal piece that looked like a coin.

After being pressed, the small metal piece flew above the cloth bag, and emitted a beam of light from inside, wrapping the cloth inside in a cone-shaped manner.

Followed by.

Under the gaze of everyone.

Jin pinched the last corner of the cloth bag and spread it out.

A strange symbol appeared before everyone.

The symbol is somewhat similar to 【】, about 5x5 centimeters in size, and was written in black ink on the fabric—or to be more precise, it looks like it was cut off from somewhere.

And the moment I saw it.

Apart from the crew of the Fluttering Fluttering and the intangible Jokowen, all the Molds around him hissed in unison, clutching their foreheads in pain.

Gu Wei was immediately filled with confusion: "???"

What's going on? "Ophelia?! Speaker Gray?!" Upon seeing this, Jokovin's projection also leaned forward abruptly, his voice rising several decibels: "What's wrong with you all?"

"Well"

Speaker Gray pressed his thumb knuckles against his temple, the bulging veins on his forehead clearly visible beneath his blue skin. He forced his head up, his voice barely audible, squeezed out between clenched teeth: "I don't know. It suddenly felt like a steel needle piercing my brain."

Qiao Kewen glanced around at the others, and after confirming that they only had headaches, he felt a little relieved. Then he looked at Jin and asked, "Ms. Jin, what exactly happened?"

“It’s very simple,” Jin nodded her chin toward the characters in the middle of the cloth bag. “It’s a pollutant.”

Qiao Kewen frowned: "Contaminants?"

“Hmm,” Jin carefully wrapped the cloth bag again and explained, “This kind of pollution is different from the indescribable pollution in some novels. Strictly speaking, it is pollution that occurs at the information level.”

"Information transmission is the foundation of all communication. Whether it is listening, speaking, reading, writing or brainwave transmission, the essence of behavior is the interaction of information."

"And this character is a kind of information carrier. Someone has mixed some logic viruses into its information chain. The moment you accept and analyze it, the pollution will begin to invade your body."

Just as Jin said.

The essence of information interaction is actually the orderly perturbation and transmission of energy and matter in a specific spatiotemporal structure.

The process is roughly as follows: your senses receive visual and auditory signals, which trigger the propagation of neural electrical signals on a scale of 10^-2m to 10^-5m.

Then, intermediates such as rhodopsin molecules are polarized, resulting in secondary propagation in the range of 10^-6 m to 10^-12 m.

Finally, information encoding at the 10^-25m to 10^-30m scale is achieved through mechanisms such as nonlocal association, which is essentially the essence of information transmission at the physical level—and also the simplest type of description.

If we want to delve deeper into the discussion, then things get much more complicated.

For example, from a thermodynamic perspective, the essence of information is entropy, and the replication of information is the transfer of heat. Further discussions involve variability and the like. (Here's a book recommendation: Norbert Wiener's "Cybernetics: Problems of Communication and Control in Animals and Machines," published in 1948, but still highly valuable today.)
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After listening quietly to Jin's explanation, Qiao Kewen looked around the scene again, still puzzled: "Then why were only Speaker Gray and Ophelia injured? I and you are all safe and sound...—I'm sorry, Ms. Jin, I'm not implying any doubt about you."

“Yes, I understand what you mean,” Jin nodded, indicating that Qiao Kewen didn’t need to be too nervous: “The reason is a little complicated to explain. Let’s start with the most direct point, which is that the intensity of this information pollution source has been suppressed by the Lianying Central Hub.”

"When the suppressed pollution information was received by Gu Wei and me, it was blocked by the field purification and defense module built into the crew wristband, so we were naturally fine."

Gu Wei, who was standing to the side, subconsciously looked at the crew member's bracelet on his wrist.

So that's what happened.
Actually, he was a little curious just now:

Although my physical abilities have improved somewhat during this period, I can only be considered a superhuman within the framework of Earth's understanding. In the vast universe, I am simply not good enough, let alone on the Fluttering Fluttering.

In terms of physical ability alone, Nono could easily beat Gu Wei—he personally witnessed the little guy run over 100 meters in less than five seconds last time.
Therefore, it's understandable that Milo and the others were perfectly normal in the face of that source of pollution, but it's a bit absurd that he himself was also completely unaffected.

Now that Jin has told me this, I understand. It turns out that the crew bracelet was the one that worked.

have to say.

Jin's ability to modify things is truly amazing.
If this thing landed on Earth, it would be considered a revolutionary artifact, at the very least.

the other side.

Qiao Kewen pondered for a moment, then quickly accepted Jin's explanation: "Then what about me? Why am I alright again?"

"You?" Jin glanced at him and said irritably, "Do you look like someone who can be contaminated right now? — According to the characteristics of the Eraser, you should be contaminated beyond recognition by now, okay? If this blob of contaminant had a life, it would have to kowtow to you and call you ancestor."

Joe Cowen: "."

Okay, that makes perfect sense, I'm speechless.JPG.

The Eraser is something that can make even the most furious fisherman shout out filth; to exaggerate a bit, that thing is even related to the survival of the entire Starsea civilization.

If only colors could represent the degree of pollution.

Qiao Kewen is now about the same level of bad luck as those readers who were considered extremely unlucky before Gu Wei's transmigration.

Compared to him, this blob of pollutants was really nothing.

Figured this out.

Qiao Kewen coughed awkwardly and changed the subject somewhat stiffly: "Ms. Jin, what about the second point? Besides the crew bracelet, what other reasons are there?"

"The second point."

Faced with the question posed by Qiao Kewen, Jin hesitated for a moment this time, her gaze quickly sweeping over everyone present: "Another reason is that the dozen or so Molders here have diluted the concentration of pollutants to some extent."

"Dilution?" Chestnut, who was next to Gu Wei, was slightly stunned. After regaining her senses, she blurted out, "Jin, are you saying that this thing was originally intended to target a certain person?"

(End of this chapter)