I Really Didn’t Want to be a Savior

In the history of human development, the controversy over golden records has never stopped.

Many people have regretted this presumptuous and ignorant move.

We revealed so much about ourselves on the Golden Record.

Not only does it sillyly introduce humans, but it also introduces the earth.

Just like two armies fighting, one side is the modern army of aircraft and cannons, and the other side is the primitive humans with guns, guns and stone sticks. The stupid primitive humans obediently presented the topographic map of their home base and the distribution map of their tribes.

If given a choice, humans might give up or even try to recover Voyager 1 and 2.

Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in the world.

In order to allow Voyager 1 to fly farther, humans also ignited the track correction thruster (TCM) that had been dormant for 37 years on November 28, 2017, and tested its ability to use 10 millisecond pulses to position the spacecraft.

Since Voyager 2 and Voyager 1 ran out of energy and lost contact in 2025, it has been almost impossible for humans to recover these two spacecraft.

Since then, the fate of mankind has been completely left to the universe.

We can only hope that the universe will be kind to us.

But just as humans are ruthless towards endangered animals on Earth, the universe’s answer is equally ruthless but consistent with the laws of nature.

Good resources should belong to a stronger civilization.

What's more, this weak civilization is so stupid.

At this moment, Chen Feng was deeply aware of how this kind of stupidity could be taken advantage of by others.

No rhetorical device could describe the feeling in his heart right now.

It's both absurd and sad.

He suddenly felt ridiculous.

Humanity was born by chance as a gift from the universe. It took millions of years to survive the era of drinking hair and blood, and finally had its own splendid civilization and long history.

Humanity has defeated natural disasters, selfishness, man-made disasters, and viruses. However, it has lost to accidental acts of ignorance, and has completely lost the qualification to exist.

The music sounds melodious in the golden record.

Chen Feng sounded like a death sickle scraping across the concrete floor.

As an incompetent music porter with little artistic attainments, Chen Feng had never heard of these classical music representing different cultures.

But this did not prevent him from appreciating music.

Each piece of music represents a culture and mode of thinking, and is a true classic handed down from generation to generation.

For example, Bach's "First Movement of the Brandenburg Concerto No. 2 in F major", Mozart's "Die Zauberflte" (The Magic Flute), Melancholy Blues, Beethoven's "First Movement of the Fifth Symphony", Bo Ya's Guqin The song "Flowing Water".

Chen Feng had never heard these classical music before. After all, he couldn't copy them, and listening to them would be in vain.

But he didn't need to think about it to know that these songs should be very pleasant to the ear.

At this time, he felt extremely twisted.

The sound of music was of course pleasant to the ear, but the precise music appreciation and restoration ability that he had honed over time made him subconsciously feel creepy.

Something seemed wrong.

No, nothing is right.

The music is all spiced up.

This material seems to be an almost imperceptible background sound, making the originally beautiful music sound a bit eerie and particularly uncomfortable, like fingernails scraping against frosted glass.

This made the listener's scalp numb and his teeth clenched.

What really penetrates people's thinking is what Lin Bu calls radiation waves, which cannot be heard by human ears alone.

It's silent and hidden, but it's everywhere.

What Chen Feng is hearing now is the conversion of radiation waves into sound waves that humans can hear and distinguish.

In fact, this kind of signal amplified its signal strength countless times, but Chen Feng was not controlled.

He didn't feel that his emotions were suppressed, but instead felt extremely disgusted with this sound.

His mind and body were resisting, which prevented him from being silently attacked like others.

Although it was painful for Chen Feng to persist, he had no way out.

After paying such a high price, dying so many times, and finally seeing the light of day after a long journey of thousands of miles, how could he give up so easily?

He endured the discomfort, tried hard to concentrate, and forced to remember every detail of the voice, especially the background sound.

Gradually he discovered the pattern.

The background sound is not static, but changes along some wonderful rhythm and rhythm.

If he makes an effort to actively block the background sounds in his mind, the uncomfortable feeling will subside a lot.

Background sound seems to be the essence that makes thought penetration effective.

The loud original music is just a cover, or it is a vehicle that allows the power of penetration to bypass the defenses of the human brain, just like the sugar coating on the surface of extremely bitter pills, or it is a virus used to disguise itself as ordinary medicine that human cells can absorb. The albumen coat of protein.

Before I knew it, ninety minutes had passed.

It is 9:33 am on October 27, 3020 AD.

The music in Chen Feng's ears completed a cycle and started playing from the first song again.

Chen Feng's preliminary analysis of "background sound" has also been completed.

This may be the most complex, complete and weird music that Chen Feng has ever heard.

This "music" lasts for ninety minutes. It seems to have a simple rhythm, but there is no repetition at all.

The magnitude of the changes in its frequency response range and the exquisiteness of the transition process are completely beyond the understanding of Chen Feng, a "top musician".

Its changes are not based on human pitch. There is no obvious rising or falling key, or even no key at all, and there is no ABCDE pitch pitch.

The frequency changes when it progresses and changes cannot be accurately described by the specific number of Hertz.

If it must be measured in Hertz.

Taking a certain second as the time node, before this second, the frequency is 255Hz, and after this second, the frequency is 257Hz.

The process of change is to infinitely divide one second into infinite moments. In these infinite moments, the frequency changes an infinite number of times, progressing to an infinite number of tiny units with infinite digits after the decimal point.

From a point-to-point perspective, it is simply 255Hz to 257Hz, but if you want to explore the details, it is simply impossible to estimate.

This simple piece of music is filled with so much infinity.

The headphones worn by Chen Feng cannot accurately express such a huge amount of information. It is a simple interpretation after simplifying it infinitely. But fortunately, Chen Feng, as a human being, has unlimited imagination and he is a musician, so even if his ears I can't hear such a large amount of information in my mind, but I can conceive and make up for it in my mind.

In addition, its timbre is something Chen Feng has never been exposed to before.

This seems to be a sound from nature, but there is no reference. It seems that all the sounds are condensed and blended together.

Now let Chen Feng play it. Chen Feng can't do it. He can't even write the score.

Chen Feng's real gain is that he captured the source of this long movement.

Its internal rhythmic changes are indeed derived from all the music in "Sounds of the Earth".

It is not a simple linear superposition, but every moment contains all the characteristics of the twenty-seven pieces of classical music.

Its rhythm covers the humanistic thinking of people on earth, and its sound quality covers the rhythm of earth's nature. When combined, it forms this movement that can be called absolute control. It can be formed in an extremely hidden way with the brain that dominates human thinking. resonance.

Yes, this song captures that part of all classical songs that controls people's hearts.

Music has two sides, one of which can be named "control".

The definition of control is to use music to manipulate a person's emotions and even thoughts from the outside.

For example, when a person who is originally depressed hears cheerful music, he will still grin subconsciously.

A person who was originally laughing and joking will still have slightly moist eyes when he suddenly hears a piece of music that is so sad that it hurts his heart.

This is the "control" side of music.

Controlling a person through music is not an outlandish idea.

As early as the early 21st century, modern psychological research has clearly concluded that it is not impossible to use music to achieve psychological suggestions and control people to do things.

Another example is Xi Moumou, the war madman who started the Second World War. His use of classical music reached its peak.

On the one hand, he raised the butcher's knife, and on the other hand, he promoted classical music among his people, using music to whitewash his atrocities, making people forget his cruelty and only remember his ambition for revival.

The suspense novel "Burning Song" written by American writer Tess Gleeson tells such a story.

After hearing the violin concerto from a century ago, the heroine's daughter repeatedly did things to hurt the heroine.

Although the story is made up out of thin air, the psychological research is well-founded.

This "Song of the Other World" given to mankind by the invaders is exactly the control-oriented side of all the classical music in "Voice of the Earth", which is brought to its peak.

Now that he has found the root cause, Chen Feng can start to think of ways to deal with it.

At this moment, he was shocked and turned his head to look ahead.

There is still nothingness there.

He intuitively felt that something was changing.

Chen Feng's blue star suddenly transformed into a sniper form, and he fired a neutron bullet.

The bullet still decomposed into elementary particles less than one meter away from his side.

To the naked eye it looked exactly the same as before, but to his inner perception, the distance of more than half a meter seemed extremely far away.

Chen Feng's helmet synchronized with the particle dispersion fog simulated and calculated on the space ship, and the fog flew away at an incredible speed in front of his eyes.

Perhaps in an instant, it traveled a light-year, leaving only a long trace of energy radiation in the empty space of the universe.

Chen Feng's ears rang with the shouts of Ou Qinglan, who was still in the spaceship.

"The intruder barrier is retreating rapidly. No, our space is being stretched!"

Chen Feng couldn't understand what Ou Qinglan was talking about.

Aren’t you still fine?

How can the empty universe be stretched?

"No, the space of the solar system is returning to what it should be. In the past five hundred years, our entire solar system has been continuously compressed by the invader barrier!"

"What?"

Three minutes later.

Chen Feng saw a bright light near the earth in the distance.

A fleet of millions was wiped out in an instant.

Chen Feng looked at the time on his helmet.

October 27, 3020 AD, 9:49 am.

He realized the problem.

The distance between himself and the earth at this time should be close to two light years.

The exact time of the explosion should be nine forty-eight.

Then I should be able to see the light of the explosion in two years.

But it only took me a minute to see it.

Or, the speed of light was accelerated, covering a distance of two light years in an instant.

Or, the space that is being stretched shortens the time for the light to reach your eyes.

Chen Feng also realized something, a strange situation that he should have been aware of but was completely ignored unconsciously.

The generalized gravitational field radius of the solar system is 2 light years, almost bordering Proxima Centauri.

Having reached the edge of the solar system, it should have reached the Proxima Centauri galaxy.

But no, Proxima Centauri is still at the other end of the distant starry sky.

In addition, the ultimate flight speed of a super-heavy spaceship is one-tenth the speed of light.

How is it possible to reach the edge of the solar system, next to the invader barrier, within a month from the earth?

But they did it without noticing the obvious paradox.

The envelopment of the invader barrier has been compressing the solar system, and the closer to the sun star, the lower the compression ratio.

And this compression only targets the cosmic space within the gravitational field of the solar system, and cleverly avoids humans and all human creations.

Because the background rules of the universe were quietly tampered with by intruders, human beings have cognitive impairment and their understanding of space is completely confused.

At this moment, there was a faint buzzing sound in the universe.

Chen Feng's whole body trembled slightly.

He saw directly in front of him, the huge spherical aircraft that he once regarded as a nightmare appeared again.

This thing suddenly appeared out of thin air in an extremely abrupt manner, almost as big as the moon, giving him a huge impact.

Chen Feng took a deep breath, turned on the power of the blue starry sky, and rushed straight forward.

In fact, he could escape, but he saw no point in running away.

Even if I successfully escape, what will happen if I am the only one left in the universe?

What he wanted was never revenge.

…

"Whirring whirring!"

He woke up.

He sat on the bed with his hands on his knees, his eyes unfocused and empty.

His mind was still digesting the large amount of information he had just captured.

He couldn't help but feel sadness welling up in his heart.

So strong.

It's obvious that we are close to finding a way to break the psychological penetration.

But why is my heart getting more and more desperate?

Facing such an enemy is like peeling an onion.

Every time I think I can see the essence after peeling off a layer of skin, I suddenly find that there is another layer underneath that is even hotter and makes me cry. I don’t know when it will end.

The invader barrier can actually compress space, and it has tampered with the rules of the universe and humankind's understanding of the universe from the bottom up.

What kind of technology do the invaders possess?

Dealing with the other party is like playing chess with someone on someone else's Go board.

If the main battlefield is thousands of years in the future, how can I defeat others under the rules that others have tampered with?

How can this be?

Bang bang bang!

There was a knock on the door.

Chen Feng looked at the time again.

It's already nine o'clock in the morning.

It felt like only a short while had passed, but in fact three hours had been stolen away.

He shook his head hard.

No, I'm back now. I have to wake up as soon as possible. My sense of time is messed up.

He feels that he is very ridiculous, always thinking that the whole world is drunk and I am alone awake, but in fact it is all his own hallucination.

He opens the door.

Zhong Lei grabbed his arm and urged: "Quick, we have to go to the company quickly. Ou Junlang's father came to our company and said he wanted to buy Xingfeng Entertainment so that Ou Junlang can go back and inherit Ouhe Group."

"Oh well."

When Chen Feng saw Zhong Lei's face again, his heart slowly returned to calm.

Whether it's now or a thousand years from now, I'm still relying on you.

It's great to meet you.