Qin Ling is a man of action, he leaves as soon as he wants, but just when he was about to set off, Momo suddenly found him in a hurry.

"What? The research has results?"

Nodding silently: "It has been cracked. Guy used exquisite multiple encryption. The genetic cipher text corresponds to the invalid genetic fragments of the thirteen local creatures. After decrypting it, a mapping table was obtained. The cipher text corresponds to the book's

Specific text, excerpt these words, and then use the mapping table to convert, and you will get a message."

"In other words, Guy split this encrypted document into three parts." Qin Ling said with understanding, "The cipher text is hidden in those mythical stories, the key of the cipher text is hidden in the gene fragment, and the secret key

The key was left in that illusion."

"So to speak."

"This is really... extraordinary." Tang Guo thought for a long time before she came up with a word that she thought was appropriate.

In fact, this kind of encryption method is not very clever, and it is not very difficult to crack. Qinling knows that Bahao has an encryption method that is far more secure than this kind of encryption method, ensuring that ordinary civilizations will never be able to crack it once they get it.

But this was not the purpose of the person who did all this.

His purpose is not to encrypt it so highly that no one can see it.

His purpose is to ensure that someone will be able to discover this information.

Secret texts are hidden in myths and stories, and myths and stories will be passed down through inheritance. No matter how long it takes and how many changes there are, the original version will definitely remain.

The key is hidden in the genetic fragment, which will be passed down from generation to generation as life reproduces, and will never disappear.

As for the key to the key, the key to unlocking everything is hidden in a ghost of memory. As long as the wish is not fulfilled, the high-energy particles will never disappear.

Qinling once again went to Momo for confirmation. Although there are many versions of the Katya Mythology, the order of the stories is always fixed, and the passages with key information have never changed, because the words in these passages belong to the inheritors no matter what.

Content that cannot be changed. Random changes will only make these contents lose their original charm.

As for genes, they are well solidified so that errors will not occur during replication. This indeed cuts off the possibility of biological evolution, but at the same time it also perfectly ensures that this information can be passed on.

"If you really want to preserve this information, wouldn't it be better to just make it public?" Xiaoxiao was a little confused.

"That's because these things cannot be known to the public." Momo said, "There is an existence that will erase this information."

This is why this information is encrypted multiple times.

Without the original key, the hidden information will never be discovered, and the most critical key is kept by the memory ghost.

It may not have much consciousness, but at least it can distinguish who is the enemy and cannot give the key to the opponent, and who is the ally, and can give clues to the opponent's key.

The information hidden in those phantoms is itself fragmentary. Without guidance, this information will also be meaningless memory fragments.

The most critical thing is that in the scene where the parameters of the coordinate system are established, the crystal is the crystal in reality, not the crystal in the phantom. As long as the position where the phantom appears is slightly changed, this key clue will be permanently hidden, even if someone breaks in.

Entering this phantom, it is absolutely impossible to discover the secret inside.

Safe, absolutely safe.

"This is a last word, a last word that cannot be known by the enemy," he said silently.

Obviously, Momo has read the content of these messages, so she said this.

"Okay, let's stop with the matter of leaving last words. Let's see what the last words actually say."

Nodding silently, he presented the last words.

So, in the small control room of Severn X, a past event was presented to several aliens.

Our civilization is called Katya.

Katya is not a civilization, but a group of civilizations.

We were originally a wandering civilization. Our home star was destroyed by the twinkling stars, and the high-temperature particle flow melted it into a hot lava star. We had no choice but to leave her and wander in the starry sky.

While wandering, we gradually came into contact with some other wandering civilizations.

We are lucky that these civilizations are not powerful, and like us, for some different reasons, they left their home star early and entered the boundless starry sky.

For this reason, we did not create too much conflict during the contact process and completed the integration at a relatively small cost.

The fused fleet is floating in the star sea, trying to find a suitable colonial star.

It seemed that something in the dark was guiding us, and we finally arrived at this planet that seemed like heaven at the time.

It has a suitable atmosphere, a mild climate, and even an initially developed ecosystem. All of these are extremely suitable for our survival needs. As long as we are prepared for disinfection, we can settle here without any obstacles.

We have indeed settled here, and built thirteen large cities with thirteen motherships as the center.

The population is increasing rapidly, technology is improving rapidly, and with resource support, this wandering fleet is growing rapidly.

How beautiful it all is.

Until our mining team excavated the devil's body.

In fact, even now, I am not sure whether it should be considered a corpse. It has no biological activity, but it is constantly eroding the thinking of the people around it and controlling them.

The structure of society is changing slowly, and by the time some people discover anomalies, it is already too late.

Something terrible poured out from all over the world. The original paradise turned into hell in an instant. Too many people died in this disaster. And through this natural disaster, the unknown evil completely reshaped our society.

Structure.

I can't change all this. I can only protect my thinking from being eroded as much as possible, but I don't think I can hold on for much longer.

Our remaining survivors won't be able to hold on much longer.

Perhaps it won’t be long before our civilization will exist in name only and become another existence.

But I should always do something.

I don’t want our civilization to disappear completely in countless years without leaving even the slightest trace.

That unknown existence is erasing the traces of our existence and our history step by step. I have to find a way to preserve some of it, and find a way to preserve the truth. As long as there are people who can see it, and there is civilization that can see it.<

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Chapter completed!