Determine latitude during the day and longitude at night.

Tang Yue sat on the pony, tilting his head and looking at the old cat walking around not far away with a sextant. The latter looked up at the sun, pulled the thin wire and moved it on the protractor, carefully measuring the height of the sun.

horn.

Fine air currents carried dust and blew past Tang Yue's feet. He looked away from the old cat. Behind it was the desert, with large pieces of dark red bedrock exposed under the black soil.

There has never been a moment like this when Tang Yue understood the concept of no man's land so thoroughly. Those three words almost came to his face. Mars is the largest no man's land in the human world. You go south, north, west, and east.

You can walk ten thousand kilometers without meeting another person.

This is not loneliness.

This is desolation.

Old Cat Tang Yue looked down at his toes and kicked a stone around. Do you know there is a play called "Waiting for Pimples"?

Waiting for a pimple? The old cat turned around, what is that? Why wait for a pimple?

A very absurd play, very famous, which tells the story of two people sitting under a tree waiting for something that they don’t know what it is. Tang Yue thought about it, they kept waiting and waiting until the end, but they didn’t wait.

Come what they were waiting for.

That was "Waiting for Godot", an absurdist drama created by Samuel Beckett, which plays an important role in the history of world art. The old cat shook his head helplessly, what is Waiting for?

Lao Mao has worried about Tang Yue's humanistic quality more than once.

Okay, Godot is Godot.

Tang Yue felt that he and Lao Mao were like two desert travelers waiting for the bus, just like Estragon and Vladimir in "Waiting for Godot". They were sitting side by side under the stop sign at the edge of the world, with a

There is an endless desert on one side of the highway. The stop sign says that a bus will pass here, but no one knows when the bus will arrive, what kind of bus it is, or even whether the bus exists.

That car may appear at the end of the horizon in the next second.

Or it may never appear.

Tang Yue held the envelope. They embarked on a journey with no return because of a letter whose authenticity was unknown, and for an illusory hope.

They say they can restore the earth to its original state. Tang Yue asked, but how can this be done?

It may be to make a copy based on all the information on the earth. The old cat replied that there will always be such intelligence in the universe, which can perfectly record all the information of every basic particle in the earth, and then copy it exactly.

But doesn't this violate the most basic physics? Tang Yue asked.

Which one was violated?

Heisenberg Uncertainty Principle. Tang Yue answered that an observer cannot determine the position and speed of an elementary particle at the same time.

Well, the old cat pondered, to be honest, this question is beyond my cognitive scope. I don’t know whether the universe is knowable or unknowable at the lowest level. After the earth disappeared, the development of human physics has completely stagnated, but more

Advanced intelligence may go further than humans. They may have greater breakthroughs and be able to obtain the microscope that God used when he created the world.

The microscope used in the creation of the world?

Some kind of method unknown to mankind that can penetrate into the deepest secrets of the universe. The old cat shrugged, I think it will definitely be more advanced than a stupid, dark and crude tool like a particle accelerator.

We might as well imagine being bolder, maybe the other party is completely above our dimension? If they have the ability to enter a higher dimension, then for them, time can be manipulated at will like this piece of paper. The old cat pointed

The envelope in Tang Yue's hand, for such a civilization, we are all stop-motion animations placed on the table. They can randomly pick out a frame and rewrite an established fact.

Can they tamper with history? Tang Yue shuddered.

They may not even have the concept of ‘history’.

unimaginable.

Don't imagine. Old Cat put away the sextant. I don't recommend that you make any assumptions about the owner of this letter. The human brain cannot fabricate an object that does not exist in your cognition out of thin air.

Tang Yue was stunned for a moment.

No matter how bizarre or weird you imagine them to be, in fact they are still put together by you using the known elements in your brain. Think about all the monster and alien movies you have watched - they are actually deformations of earthly creatures.

And piece it together. The old cat said that the ancients said that the dragon was drawn as a camel head, antlers, snake neck, turtle eyes, fish scales, tiger palms, eagle claws, and cow ears. This is the reason.

So far, all the extraterrestrial intelligences imagined and described by humans cannot escape this rut. No matter whether the aliens you imagine have four heads and eight hands, or whether a sidereal year is 480 days,

Will they sing and dance around a big mushroom god at the end of the year to celebrate the rise of the third moon? In fact, they are all deformations and reflections of human society itself. The old cat continued.

Tang Yue opened his eyes and nodded slowly, not knowing what to say.

He usually wouldn't let his imagination run wild like this. In Tang Yue's mind, the image of the alien creature was probably similar to the one depicted in James Cameron's movie series "Avatar". They were tall, blue-skinned, and

He roars while riding a war horse, and fights against fighter jets with spears and bows.

Therefore, in Tang Yue's imagination, there would be a blue-skinned Na'vi sitting in the dock during a lawsuit, with war patterns painted on his body and carrying a bow and arrow.

So I think all works depicting another life form are boring. Lao Mao said that as human beings, creators cannot create a castle-like civilization out of thin air without human society - you can only use what you have at hand to put it together.

Piece it together, make it look as weird as possible, write it over and over again, you are actually writing about yourself.

But the old cat broke Tang Yue's imagination.

It told Tang Yue that your barren imagination is really an idiot.

So I'm going to go to court with a completely unknown thing?

Yes.

Now that we are about to go into battle and fight with real swords and guns, you tell me that the enemy is simply unimaginable? Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you win every battle, okay? Tang Yue stared, now this is nothing, even a joke.

It's impossible for the rats to defeat us even if they call for backup. We're doomed.

It is not certain that he will die.

The old cat strokes its whiskers.

It only has one beard left to stroke.

Mr. Zhuge Lao Mao has another clever plan? Tang Yue asked, he must teach me how to defeat the enemy.

Come over here. The old cat beckoned.

Tang Yue came closer.
Chapter completed!