I farmed in military academy and crushed the entire intergalactic world.

Chapter 414 The First Pot of Gold
Three days later, the Eastern Kingdom government, carrying a thick stack of documents and various contingency plans, formally applied to the Civilization Trial Grounds for external assistance.

[To the East Country Command Center:]

We have received your request to open a channel for external assistance. Is this confirmed?

On the table in front of the top leader were a computer, a thick stack of documents, and a USB drive.

Opposite him was a staff member holding a computer, connected to the meeting room via video.

Everything was tense yet orderly.

The top leader licked his dry lips and solemnly said, "Confirmed!"

[Your participation in the "Mystery of the Underground Palace" test has been detected, and you meet the application requirements. In accordance with Article 9 of the Endangered Civilizations Intervention Act, a one-time cross-temporal assistance channel is now open.]

A virtual Blu-ray screen, the size of an A4 sheet of paper, suddenly appeared in front of the top leader.

The voice from the Civilization Trial Grounds was cold and devoid of any emotion.

Channel parameters:
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Transmission medium: Bronze mirror ion marking (unidirectional transmission)
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Information carrier: Large Seal script encoded text not exceeding 1kb bytes
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Reception delay: 24 hours within the trial arena (text messages will be erased if the timeout period expires).

Please select the text recipient.

Everyone's pupils shrank.

The requirements for this request for assistance are much stricter than the last one.

If Lin Xiaohe fails to find the bronze mirror with the inscribed text within 24 hours, or if she doesn't recognize the Great Seal script, this opportunity to seek help will be wasted.

The senior leader gave a wink to the staff member across the table.

The other party understood immediately and instructed the scientists in the meeting room to quickly select the necessary content, send it out, and translate it into the Great Seal script.

The high-ranking leader began to stall for time. The Civilization Trial Grounds had given a three-minute countdown, and his gaze remained fixed on the changing countdown.

Inside the venue, everyone was already busy.

The ability to compress and store information is one of the important indicators for assessing the level of development of interstellar civilization.

For example, if you give Salas one kilobyte of space, they can fit all the data of the entire Earth civilization into it and still have plenty of room.

But for humans on Earth, one kilobyte is far too small.

“Using UTF-8 Chinese encoding, there can be a maximum of 341 Chinese characters. If we use numeric encoding, there can be a maximum of 1024 characters. Using Oracle compression mode, there are about 500 key classical Chinese words and phrases. In addition, we also need to consider whether there will be any information loss.”

In less than three minutes of deliberation, the scientists decisively chose to use Oracle compression mode.

Meanwhile, the quantum computer has extracted the main content and converted it into the Great Seal script.

The countdown is about to reach zero.

The senior leader immediately said, "Lin Xiaohe! We request to connect with Lin Xiaohe."

The Civilization Test Site has no objection to the Eastern Kingdom's delaying tactics.

The Star Alliance had long ago conducted a detailed scan of the development level of Earth's civilization, determining that Earth's humans were only at level 0.7 and were unable to inherit and utilize the technology left behind by higher-level civilizations.

Civilization Trial Grounds: [The Hyperdimensional Communication Hub is now open. Please place the content you wish to transmit on the virtual screen. Countdown: 10 seconds.]

The senior leader used his eyes to ask the staff if there were any changes needed.

The staff member shook his head.

The senior leader carefully placed the text document onto the Blu-ray virtual screen in front of him.

In the blink of an eye, the virtual screen disappeared. At the same time, the researchers responsible for observing the Civilization Trial Field noticed that the bronze mirror in Lin Xiaohe's room in Lian Po's mansion flickered slightly.

The data has been transmitted, but the question is how to remind Lin Xiaohe?

The rules of the Civilization Trial Grounds are too cunning. To minimize outside interference, they've almost abandoned all shamelessness. The entire Eastern Kingdom watched the trial grounds while praying to countless gods and Buddhas.

"Ahhh, Principal Lin is still wandering around the outskirts of the city. Please, let's go home quickly!"

"At this moment, all we ask for is a meeting of minds! Principal Lin, can you hear our voices? Bronze Mirror, Bronze Mirror!"

"It's driving me crazy. If I were Principal Lin, I would never have imagined that the information would end up on the bronze mirror. Sigh, things are so tough for our Eastern Kingdom."

The people of Dongguo were so anxious they wanted to hang themselves, but Lin Xiaohe, who had been watching over the fields in the suburbs, dusted off his hands and said calmly, "Return to the manor."

Tianye, who had been accompanying Lin Xiaohe on her running errands these past few days, sighed and asked curiously, "Why are you suddenly going back? Didn't you want to buy some land as part of your dowry? Aren't you going to look at it anymore?"

"Oh, I need to go back and gather my family's assets first." Lin Xiaohe deliberately revealed a faint trace of worry in her eyes. "During the Battle of Handan, my godfather gave away all his wealth. At that time, I also donated most of the Lin family's assets."

A hint of shame appeared on Tianye's face: "Young lady, you are very righteous. If there is anything I can do to help, I will definitely do my best."

"Thank you, my lord."

After the two returned to their respective homes in the oxcart, Lin Xiaohe quickly walked back to her bedroom: "Li Nu, help me change and do my makeup."

Lin Nu was Lin Xiaohe's wet nurse and the only servant left in the Lin family. She obeyed Lin Xiaohe's every whim.

"Young lady, what kind of makeup would you like?"

Lin Xiaohe heard Xinbao's notification sound: [Role-playing system reminds you: You have received an external email, placed behind the Luanfeng Bronze Mirror.]

Lin Xiaohe remained calm and pointed to the bronze mirror with phoenixes in the corner: "I haven't decided yet. Bring me the mirror so I can take a look."

Linu held the mirror in both hands and handed it to Lin Xiaohe.

The moment Lin Xiaohe saw herself in the mirror, a weight lifted from her heart.

The information compression and transmission technology used in the hyperdimensional communication channel opened by the Civilization Trial Grounds is based on the same underlying principle and logic as the communication technology used by the Interstellar Federation for inter-galactic communication.

Xinbao can translate it easily.

After seeing the engravings on the back of the bronze mirror, the people of the Eastern Kingdom couldn't help but utter a passionate curse.

They originally thought that the information transmission involved engraving 500 large seal characters onto the back of a palm-sized bronze mirror. Although the characters were small, Principal Lin would find a way to manually grind a magnifying glass so that they could be seen clearly.

To everyone's surprise, the patterns on the back of the bronze mirror looked like scribbles, not like characters at all.

Some scholars speculate that this should be a more advanced compression technology.

In other words, the Civilization Trial Grounds has set another trap at the point of receiving information! If Principal Lin cannot decipher the information, all their previous efforts will be in vain.

"I can't hold back my cursing! My ancestors, did we Blue Star desecrate your ancestral graves? How dare you treat us like this?"

"Only our Dongguo is strong; any other country would be destroyed by you."

"Are you sincerely inviting us to join the Star Alliance? What, is it that weak civilizations have no diplomacy?"

"Do you see what this is?!" One of the villagers, unable to contain his anger, rushed out of the house and raised his middle finger to the sky.

Li Dawei's family also cursed and swore, hating Xingmeng with a passion that made their teeth itch.

Li Dawei's father went even further and concluded: "This Star Alliance is definitely not a good thing!"

The difficulties posed by the Civilization Trial Grounds were like those of a clown in Lin Xiaohe's eyes. What troubled her was that the information was very clear and of extremely high value.

[Agriculture, reputation, land for two generations...]

The development path is clearly outlined, but one crucial point remains unmentioned.

Where is she going to dig for her first pot of gold?!