Chapter 321 Are We Friends?

Tang Xuan was slightly startled. He didn't expect that the woman in the white dress actually had this idea - mass production of ancient gods, she was really bold.

"What do you think the essence of ancient gods is?"

Tang Xuan wanted to hear the woman in the white dress's opinion.

Hearing Tang Xuan's question, the woman in the white dress had a light blue glow in her eyes, and countless codes and characters flowed down from her vision like a waterfall.

She thought: "Ancient gods are essentially a kind of creature, but their body structure is different from that of ordinary people. Although it's interesting, it's actually nothing special in the end."

Tang Xuan nodded slowly: "What about faith?"

The woman in the white dress replied: "Faith is a special kind of energy, and its power seems to be greater than dark energy. I don't think this energy belongs to the creatures that produce them, because the creatures themselves can't control it. I prefer that they come from another place, and the creatures act as channels for their flow."

In the eyes of the woman in the white dress, there are only two kinds of things in the world. One is the scientific principle that has been explored, and the other is the scientific principle that has not yet been explored. But in any case, they are scientific.

The reason why they are unknown is just because they contain knowledge that people have not yet understood.

In primitive society, people thought that lightning was metaphysical. But after the development of science and technology, people found that lightning was just an ordinary electromagnetic reaction, which was completely scientific.

Simply put, science and technology progress in the exploration of the unknown. The unknown in front of us is only a temporary unknown, and it will eventually be incorporated into the scientific system.

Tang Xuan smiled slightly.

He used Fu Shi Miao's invitation letter to go to places outside the universe. His vision was broader than that of the woman in white skirt, and he knew that things were not as simple as the woman in white skirt said.

He smiled and asked: "Do you have any ideas for synthesizing the ancient gods?"

The woman in white skirt nodded gently: "The basic units that make up the ancient gods are not only atoms, but also the energy that you call the power of faith. I can synthesize material structures, but I lack the power of faith. I plan to wake up this ancient god and let it cooperate with my research."

Tang Xuan nodded: "Good luck, if you really succeed, remember to notify me."

He felt that even if the woman in white skirt could not synthesize the ancient gods, she would definitely be able to make a major breakthrough in the application of the power of faith.

After all, she is a dominant technological civilization. Even if she studies a pile of shit, she should be able to study a lot of knowledge, such as what the owner of the shit ate last meal, the level of gastrointestinal digestion and the bacterial colony in the body.

"Why?"

The woman in the white dress was confused. She didn't understand why she had to inform Tang Xuan after her research was successful.

Tang Xuan's eyes turned: "I should be the person who has communicated with you the most in recent years, right?"

The woman in the white dress answered honestly: "Yes."

Tang Xuan continued: "I chat with you and help you a lot, so we are friends, and friends should share each other's joy."

The woman in the white dress stared at Tang Xuan and murmured: "We are friends?"

Tang Xuan nodded seriously: "Of course!"

After experiencing the incident of rescuing Yat, he also envied the friendship of the twenty-seven people in his heart. Old friends who had not seen each other for billions of years rushed to rescue without saying a word after receiving the distress signal.

He also hoped that he had such a group of friends who would rush to save him regardless of everything when he was in danger.

The woman in the white dress tilted her head slightly.

As an intelligent life, this action is undoubtedly redundant, but she used it to convey her emotions.

Tang Xuan whispered: "Don't you want to be my friend?"

The white dress woman's eyes lit up with a hazy blue light: "Friends - according to your search engine, your definition of friends is people who have a common language and often communicate; people who are comfortable to get along with; people who have a relationship with each other other than lovers or relatives."

She was silent for two seconds and then said: "According to this explanation, we are friends."

Tang Xuan showed a warm smile on his face.

The white dress woman fell into silence.

As an intelligent life that tries hard to make herself closer to biological beings, she needs friends. But she has no experience in dealing with friends, doesn't know how to communicate with friends, and suddenly can't speak.

Tang Xuan asked with concern: "What's wrong?"

The white dress woman hesitated and said: "You are my first friend, what should we talk about?"

Tang Xuan smiled.

As expected, the white dress woman has no other friends.

Because she beat others to death in the greeting link, what kind of friends? Thinking about the Hill civilization, it was really unlucky to run into her, say hello and blow up the capital star.

"We can just chat like before." Tang Xuan paused, "Friends should share each other's joys and sorrows, listen to each other, and help each other."

The woman in the white dress nodded seriously: "I remember, when I synthesize the ancient god, I will definitely notify you so that you can share my joy."

Tang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.

He found that the woman in the white dress was simpler than he imagined. Although she was not a blank sheet of paper, she also had a lot of room for shaping. If the Hill civilization was willing to have a good talk with her at the beginning, it would never have fought with her to a loss and finally perished.

He asked: "Besides studying the ancient god, did you do anything else?"

The woman in the white dress nodded: "I sent a space broadcast to the surroundings to see if anyone would respond to me."

Tang Xuan was curious: "Space broadcast?"

The woman in the white dress replied: "Space broadcast is a communication method that uses space as a medium to transmit information. Civilizations in space can receive this message, and other civilizations that have mastered space communication technology can also receive it."

It has been too long.

She wanted to see where other hegemonic technological civilizations are now.

As far as she knows, it is difficult to destroy a technological civilization that reaches the hegemonic level of controlling the galaxy. Even if it encounters a strong enemy, it can spread the seeds of its own civilization before it perishes and wait for a comeback in the future.

Hill civilization is an exception, but not all hegemonic civilizations are lucky enough to encounter intelligent life with almost infinite computing power and fight to the death with the other party.

She believes that there should be a considerable number of hegemonic civilizations active in the universe now.

Tang Xuan asked: "Did you receive a reply?"

The woman in the white dress shook her head: "No."

After a pause, she added: "Too quiet."

Tang Xuan showed a puzzled look.

The woman in the white dress replied: "There is no floating information in the universe."

Finding other hegemonic civilizations is not an easy task, because most civilizations will not reply to messages of unknown origin, which will expose their position in the universe and cause trouble for their own civilization.

But the universe should be filled with all kinds of information. These messages were left behind by countless civilizations for various purposes over countless years. They float in the universe over time, like a group of ghosts telling stories.