1142 Primordial universe beach, era of sculpture

Xu Zhi put down his pen and was extremely calm.

He sat at the edge of the void and looked down as if he was looking at his own pond. He sipped tea and looked down.

He would not interfere this time.

He didn’t have enough knowledge to interfere.

this is a mysterious and unknown path. I can’t see through it at all … Even if, in a sense, I’m from the future, transmigrating here more than 14 billion years later,

However, even though I had the mature system of knowledge from the later generations, I couldn’t use it at all. I was also with the first batch of natives in the weak world … I can only travel alone and touch everything that I’m at a loss for.”

Even he did not know how to develop it!

Even if he wanted to teach them, there was nothing he could teach them. The cultivation technique and bloodline he cultivated were useless in this era.

His super computing power could not deduce everything.

This was because the calculation and deduction were based on existing knowledge and data. Now, even the most basic data was incomplete, and the laws of heaven and earth had not been condensed. How could he calculate in the primordial chaos?

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Everything was undying.

The first living being also had his own name, Yi mang.

As an ordinary man, he was the first living being in the world to produce wisdom. He had no cultivation, but he had lived to this day ten thousand years later.

In the past ten thousand years, civilization had lived a very fulfilling life. As earth life forms that were similar to elements, the original devil gods only needed to breathe in and out the energy of the universe to survive.

This world was very wild and dangerous. In the end, it was filled with chaotic turbulence.

But at the very beginning, when they were born in this world, they did not feel anything strange, as if everything was born like this.

In the first ten years of its birth, yimang took the children and descendants it had given birth to and hid everywhere. They suffered heavy casualties. The chaos of the universe intertwined and space folded chaotically. It was as if a natural disaster had appeared at any time.

Even the dimensions were jumping uncertainly.

It was sometimes one-dimensional, sometimes two-dimensional, and sometimes three-dimensional.

However, the chaotic space in this dimension was not a big disaster for them.

They were like a lump of mud, and their dimensions were reduced to a one-dimensional state from time to time. They became a point, lost their ability to think, and were fixed in place.

At times, they became two-dimensional. They were thin pieces of paper, running around. After a while, they became three-dimensional creatures, their flesh and blood bulging like springs.

They could even enjoy it.

Dimensional jumps couldn’t kill them, but after dimension reduction, if they encountered other catastrophes at the same time, it would be a huge disaster if they couldn’t escape.

The spatial turbulence and all kinds of chaos were still filled with danger. Even if they could live forever, they could only keep their population from decreasing.

Twenty years had passed.

They communicated with hand gestures and signals. Gradually, the language of their own civilization emerged from the life of wild beasts, and the language gradually turned into a unique brainwave signal for communication.

They began to be amazed by the magic of language and also felt the potential contained in it.

Language was the direct medium of communication, and communication was the spark of civilization.

Wu La La!

Wu La La!

A Mud Man shouted and pointed at a space turbulence in the distance, saying that it was very dangerous there. He had once seen his companion enter it with his own eyes and then be torn apart.

The surrounding mud began to look at the vortex in fear.

A new era of civilization had begun.

They began to communicate with each other about each other’s dangerous experiences and how they had survived near-death situations. They also understood some of the dangerous laws of the universe and went into hiding.

The knowledge of the entire race began to pass on to each other like a torch. They learned the main role of communication between civilized settlements: Avoid danger.

The moment of the first century.

Yimang’s tribesmen still knew how to dodge.

They began to adapt to this new chaotic universe and multiplied in large numbers. Their language and civilization had completely matured, but they still had not left the savage life of tribes.

The development was extremely slow.

Other than eating, reproducing, and resting, they had no other daily activities.

Time seemed to pass by them extremely slowly, day after day, boring and boring, as if it was just like the saying: [ the people of ancient times lived through spring and autumn for millions of years, but their actions never stopped! ]

The development of civilization began to stagnate after a hundred years, and they lived the most primitive lives of wild tribes.

It was impossible to develop a civilization.

The dimensions were jumping.

The parameters of gravity could jump from 1 to 10000 at any time.

The speed of light was uneven.

Sometimes, the speed was extremely slow, and at other times, it was unimaginably fast.

Because the transmission speed of light was uncertain, the observation method of ” far small near large ” was not applicable at all. A person close to him could be far away, and a person far away could be close to him.

The parameters of light were unstable, so everything they saw was fake. Even space could not be measured.

They seemed to be living in an illusory space.

In such a situation, even the top spaceships of the future would become a pile of scrap metal, let alone any so-called advanced technological civilization or tools.

This was because the development of a civilization was based on the use of tools, and the so-called tools were built on the rules.

However, although they were unable to develop a civilization, their population soared as a result. They could avoid most of the dangers in the universe, and their casualties were greatly reduced. The age of population expansion had truly appeared.

In the 1000th year.

They found a new joy in their boring life.

They began to spend their extra time on construction, immersed in it.

In the empty and lonely universe, where they lived, all the soil was shaped into various shapes by them. It was strange and grotesque, like a child’s graffiti.

Even though there would be a turbulence of the laws of nature or changes in the parameters of gravity that would directly destroy their creations within a week, just like sand sculptures on the beach being frequently swept away by the sea, they still enjoyed rebuilding it.

Day after day.

Giving birth, eating, resting, building, being destroyed by the universe, and building again.

It had been built for ten thousand years.

The era of expansion was also an era of great construction.

The imang race, who had nothing to do and were unable to develop their civilization, spent their excessive energy on space sculptures. This was almost inevitable.

Xu Zhi could not help but feel the shock of an epic. who would have thought? The original civilizations of the universe were like a bunch of innocent children on the beach, who had spent tens of thousands of years happily! Day after day, they built the statues, and then they were constantly hit by the waves and destroyed their masterpieces.”

In Xu Zhi’s eyes, this was a bizarre scene.

As long as it was where they lived, the floating matter in the universe would be sculpted into all kinds of strange buildings and lived in them.

As these sculptures developed, their art of sculpture also reached its peak. From the initial strange-looking style, they gradually gained a unified aesthetic. The sculptures became regular, symmetrical, perfect spheres, cubies, triangles, polyhedron …

The whole world seemed to have become a Cube World of mathematics and geometry. The sculpture also made them understand the beauty of order for the first time.

[ why is the universe not regular? ]

In the past 10000 years, although there had been no development, they had long recognized the existence of a series of laws such as ‘light’ and ‘gravity’. Because of the variable natural disasters, they had long understood the existence of these concepts.

This was a simple logic.

If gravity was constant, then people would easily ignore it in their lives, until Newton saw the Apple. However, if gravity was not constant, when an object fell, the suction force on you would be extremely strange, suddenly strong and then suddenly weak. Humans would notice the concept of “gravity” from the beginning.

They had even measured time and set units to calculate their lifespans and how much time had passed.

They continued to play with the sculptures. Yirang, who was sitting at the highest point, began to think.

Why wasn’t the light constant?

It would be great if the light was constant.

After all, light was too deceptive. If its speed was constant, we wouldn’t have to touch it to determine the true shape of the sculpture.

The world could be seen with one’s eyes and become real.

Why was gravity not constant?

It would be great if gravity was constant.

if gravity is a constant number, the statues we built will not collapse and distort rapidly due to the instantaneous change in gravity between matter.

Why was space not constant?

If space is constant, the statues we built won’t be destroyed by the turbulence of space and can continue to exist.

For the first time, he began to have doubts about the irregular universe he lived in. It was like a seed that had taken root and sprouted.

He was starting to feel unsatisfied.

However, even though yimang had his doubts, there was nothing he could do to change the situation.

He could only lead his clansmen to build the statue day after day, and then it was destroyed.

After a few thousand years, as he focused on the sculpture, he realized that his thoughts were becoming clearer and faster. He could even see the inside of his body in a daze.

“I see it … By myself?”

He stopped his movements, as if he saw his body become another sculpture. Many details were incomplete and very weak. He couldn’t help but concentrate on training every part of his body, sensing the shortcomings.

He was like a perfectly sculpted statue … Gradually, another three years passed, and he felt as if his life had broken through some kind of limit.

He entered a mysterious state. When he woke up, a few months had already passed. There was a strange aura all over his body, and the entire universe trembled along with it. The stars were bright, and the radiance of the great path lingered. For a moment, he was like the first ancient God between heaven and earth.

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