Wasteland Development Diary.

Chapter 132 Concept Life
Zhou Yi looked around carefully.

There is no road in front, and there is a narrow path from top to bottom behind.

Around the stone platform where the player was located were a large number of skeletons like stars surrounding the moon. Many fireflies were lying on these bones, emitting star-like light, making the cave not so dark.

Zhou Yi pondered that these intruders who were trapped in the BGM world must have had their flesh and blood eaten by these insects.

He looked at the black player again.

It’s better to go back and check carefully to avoid any unnecessary trouble.

Zhou Yi took off his sports jacket, wrapped up the player, held it in his hand, and walked out.

Go back along the same path you came from, and after turning two bends you'll see the light.

Back in the tin house, Zhou Yi gave the player to Emerald City and asked it to be sealed in the metal arm first. Then Zhou Yi walked out of the cave.

At this moment on the ground, the Ridgehunter had transformed into an attacking prism posture, emitting red light in the air.

The 12 hammermen equipped with translation transceivers were carrying hammers and pickaxes, ready for battle.

The black hand mushrooms were lined up neatly, each carrying a wooden box on their back.

The Red Falcon issued an order in the air: "All units, prepare..."

It found Zhou Yi coming out and quickly arrived beside him: "Are you okay?"

Five electronic eyes scanned him.

"There are no signs of damage to the body."

"The signal is stable."

"It looks like you're okay."

Zhou Yi asked: "What are you doing?"

"You've been in there for more than three hours. I have mobilized the personnel that the company can currently mobilize. I plan to have the Black Hand Mushroom use explosive mushrooms to blast the mountain, and then have the Hammerhead Soldiers dig the mountain."

Only then did Zhou Yi realize that what those little black hand mushrooms were carrying were actually exploding mushrooms.

"I'm fine, everyone go away."

After receiving the chairman's order, the assembled team evacuated in batches.

……

When Zhou Yi returned to Emerald City, Lord Sha Hai came to greet him quickly, dragging his injured body.

"Mr. Zhou, you are fine."

The sand seal looks like a big seal. When it speaks, its long whiskers flutter and its squinting eyes and leopard mouth make it look a bit naive.

Appearance is also a talent.

It takes a people-friendly approach among the territorial sea owners and indeed makes good use of its advantages.

Zhou Yi opened a can of Coke and asked the other party: "What do you want to drink? Sweet, light, or plain water?"

"Sweet is good."

Lord Shahai took the Coke from Zhou Yi, opened the pull ring and took a sip. His face immediately felt better. “Actually, I really like sweet things. It’s just that Dead Sea aged wine is not cheap. It’s a bit painful to buy it.”

"Shagang has been poor for too long and has not completely recovered. All industries need to be subsidized and developed, so I don't dare to spend much. I have to do the math in my mind every time."

Zhou Yi was also deeply touched.

Take the project of reclaiming wasteland and planting crops for example. You have to keep investing in seeds. The current output is far from profitable. It can be considered a success if the crops can grow and bear fruit smoothly.

If you don’t have “Zhanjiang Bay No. 1” as Baili Gong did when he debuted, it would be very difficult to build an industry from scratch.

Lord Shahai took two sips of the sweet drink, and then he started to ask, "Mr. Zhou, what kind of alien is in that cave?"

"No aliens."

Zhou Yi shook his head: "There is only one electromechanical life form inside, which can carry out conscious attacks, causing all life forms that enter it to be controlled. I found a lot of skeletons deep in the cave, which should be those people and the light-genus species who never returned before."

Lord Sha Hai was stunned: "So that's how it is."

"I originally thought that the area underground that cannot be explored, where even the Light Nano Species cannot escape, is most likely the Dead Sea Alien sleeping underground..."

"This is really a joke. You made a wasted trip."

Lord Sha Hai said quickly, "I didn't do this well. I will go back and find my connections to continue collecting information about the Dead Sea aliens. I will definitely find a confirmed alien for Mr. Zhou to apologize to."

The other party is very sensible.

Zhou Yi also said: "Thank you very much. Actually, I don't have many hobbies. I just like collecting Dead Sea aliens."

"I understand, I understand."

There was a gleam in Sha Haigong's eyes, and no one knew what he was thinking about.

Zhou Yi added: "Under the current circumstances, I will send you back to Shagang first."

"Ok."

……

Emerald City returned to the company and peace returned.

Zhou Yi then began to look closely at the black rectangular box in his hand.

Its body is made of aluminum metal with a brushed panel. There is also a small display screen on the front with a transparent sticker saying "Please remove the protective film before use".

On the right side is a large cylindrical knob, which serves as both a switch and a volume button. On the left side is a golden "EverSolo" logo, with DMP-A6 printed below, which seems to represent the model.

Zhou Yi didn't recognize this brand.

Let's call it A6.

The back of the A6 has digital and analog output interfaces, two blue USB ports, and three very short antennas.

This machine is in very good condition.

Zhou Yi turned the knob.

There was a click.

The screen lit up, a changing spectrum appeared on it, and music started to play again from the machine.

It’s still “Summer Wind”.

What made Zhou Yi feel strange was that no matter he tried to communicate or input energy, all his attempts were in vain.

The player just plays songs. Zhou Yi asked Hong Shun.

The drone hovered above the black metal player, shining its electronic eyes on it.

"It's not an electromechanical life form, it's just an ordinary mechatronic device from the Age of Gods."

Zhou Yi frowned when he heard this.

Such a digital device should have been damaged over a long period of time. It is impossible for it to remain so intact in the cave environment. It can only be electromechanical life to remain in such a pristine state and still be able to operate.

"Although I don't know how it works, it is definitely not an electromechanical life form," Red Falcon insisted.

Could it be that there is someone else who is intercepting my consciousness?
But Zhou Yi checked everywhere in the cave and found nothing suspicious. There were normal bones beside the stone platform, and the fireflies did not behave abnormally...

Zhou Yi summons Unit 2 Suneo.

The Stream Tracer said: "This machine is not the entity, it is a conceptual life that just chose this machine as a carrier. The machine can remain intact because the conceptual life chose it, just like its shell and house... It is the conceptual life that operates and maintains it."

"Conceptual life? What is that?"

"Conceptual life is a general term. It exists in every civilization and is a medium-to-high-level life form."

Xiaofu thought for a moment and said, "Just like the fire life forms we collected, each of them carries a considerable amount of consciousness information. That information is created by many individuals and is usually part of the achievements of a civilization."

“It can influence more lives through its conceptual form and gain more accumulated consciousness and sparks.”

"Spark life is an extension of civilization, just like branches growing out of the trunk of civilization. Concept life is one step further than spark life. They are branches and leaves, and are closer to the Great Holy Spirit."

"Normally, the closer you are to the Great Holy Spirit, the higher the energy utilization and conversion rate will be... But I don't know what's going on with you. You have a body, but your conversion rate is so high."

Zhou Yi was a little confused by what it said.

"What is the Great Holy Spirit?"

"Hey, doesn't your civilization call it the Great Holy Spirit? It seems you have another way of describing it... Most mid- and high-level civilizations call it that anyway."

Xiaofu said: "The Great Holy Spirit is the connection point of billions of consciousnesses."

"In every world where life is born, there is a great holy spirit. Regardless of whether it created this world or this world evolved it, it exists anyway."

The Stream Tracer explained: "The closer you are to the pure form of consciousness information, the more efficient your energy utilization will be, because you are no longer tied to the material carrier that has its own losses and internal support. This way you are closer to the Great Holy Spirit."

"The Great Holy Spirit cannot be directly observed or touched, but it does exist. The closer you are to the Great Holy Spirit, the stronger the fire will be, and the farther you are from the Great Holy Spirit, the dimmer the fire will be."

In the cognitive system of the tracers, the Great Holy Spirit objectively exists in every civilization, and its own strength is also the standard for measuring a certain civilization.

It can be simply understood that the Great Holy Spirit is the collective consciousness of all things in the world.

Zhou Yi silently memorized this word and focused on solving the problem at hand: "You mean, conceptual life is a special form of consciousness, like the one I encountered, how can I touch or interact with it?"

"I do not know about this."

Xiaofu's voice suddenly became smaller.

"..."

Zhou Yi was so angry that his teeth were itching.

You were so calm at the beginning and I thought you had a sure win, but it turned out that you were only an expert in theory and you were a failure when it came to practical operations.

"You are asking too much. Concept life forms are all very strange. Their mechanisms are different. Each one belongs to a separate category. I have no idea how to deal with it..."

Xiaofu tried to defend himself, "But most conceptual life forms have their conceptual cores. For example, the conceptual core of this one is sound, or music. Starting from this direction, it's more or less correct. Then you can try to connect through the consciousness key."

"Won't it run away?"

"Normally not. Conceptual life also has carriers. Unless the carrier breaks down, they will be forced to find a replacement."

Zhou Yi began to try.

Although A6's music was still playing, he was never intercepted by his consciousness and dragged into the fiction of his consciousness.

He spent several days trying all the methods he had, but to no avail.

Zhou Yi had to give up temporarily.

First use A6 as a normal music player.

It feels quite pleasant to listen to music, feel the evening breeze and drink some beer on the balcony.

Zhou Yi hummed along with the music.

"Summer Night Breeze

Blowing you in my arms

Your hair is fluffy

Wrapped around me, swaying in the wind..."

However, as he sang, he suddenly felt a strange resonance, as if he was connected to some kind of power.

Could it be that... the key to communicating with A6 is karaoke?
Zhou Yi didn't care about anything and started humming along with the player.

There are hundreds of songs stored in A6. Fortunately, most of them are classic songs from the past, so it is hard not to have heard them. Only a few of them require Zhou Yi to learn on the spot.

When singing in pitch, there is obvious feedback from the body, but when singing out of pitch, there is no reaction at all, as if there is an invisible scoring mechanism.

After his student days ended, Zhou Yi had never studied singing so seriously before. He sang until his mouth was dry and his throat was burning.

Fortunately, the screen can fast forward time, so he specially learns the songs that he doesn't know.

Although he had some bumps and bruises, after four days, Zhou Yi finally succeeded and was able to follow all 120 songs.

The entire round of singing along was successfully completed.

Suddenly, a strange synthesized electronic voice sounded in my ears: "Hello, singer, thank you for liking my song."

Zhou Yi's heart was lifted, and he tried to say, "Actually, I know a lot of other songs."

"One song, one song."

Zhou Yi sang a song called "Stubborn".

"Sounds good!"

The other party was very interested: "Can I write it down? I want to learn."

Zhou Yi's heart moved.

There is a play.

(End of this chapter)