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Chapter six hundred and seventy-five I send you an invitation to the tower.(2/2)

After Lin Guang said this, he turned around and looked at Su Ming'an who was less than five meters away:

“The [three-dimensional] world is the firewall of the [two-dimensional] world, and the [two-dimensional] world is the firewall of the [one-dimensional] world.

“If the 102-year [one-dimensional] city of measurement wants to survive, it must continuously update the firewall data and thicken the firewall to prevent other-dimensional intrusions.

"The [two-dimensional] has become this firewall. Through repeated simulations, it constantly 'measures' reasonable firewall data and strengthens the [one-dimensional] in the 102nd year. This is exactly the necessity of the existence of 'Caius Tower'

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"So - the [two-dimensional] world we live in today is just a program that is repeatedly simulated. Everyone is a program. Our time has been intercepted into pieces and has become a line of defense left in the past, covered by repeated calculations.

Superposition state, and introduce variables like you players to continuously calculate the correct data flow to protect the [one-dimensional] measurement city.

"The people in [2D] don't know that they are all following the path of historical destiny, simulating repeatedly until they figure out the firewall password that can strengthen the city of [1D] measurement.

“And once our [two-dimensional] timeline is obliterated by other-dimensional invasion, the [one-dimensional] measurement city that is protected further will also be obliterated.

"——[Three-dimensional], [two-dimensional], [one-dimensional] time is parallel 'grid-like' time, not linear. It is a three-dimensional architecture pattern. Once any one dimension is completely invaded, this

The network will collapse in an instant, and mankind will lose everything.

"I say this - do you understand me?"

Lin Guang looked at Su Ming'an.

The wind and snow became heavier and heavier, and his expression became gloomy and unclear.

Su Mingan was so shocked that he couldn't make any sound. The blood in his body seemed to be frozen at this moment, and it was so quiet that he could hear his accelerated heartbeat.

It was as if a hand was pinching his heart. He had never thought of this possibility - [These three timelines are actually grid-like, not linear. They are running at the same time. 】

The [2D] of the War of Dawn timeline is a program of repeated simulations - this corresponds to the opening of Caius Tower every other year. Caius Tower is a 'dimensional link facility'.

It can be simply understood as using one to get to the second, and then using the second to get to the third. This is a connected process, and if one loses, both will lose.

It was too late for him to wake up, the truth was revealed too late, and all previous thoughts were completely overturned. The barrage in the live broadcast room was jumping up and down, and no one expected such a truth.

Cold sweat slid down his forehead, and there was a blur of dark light and shadow in front of his eyes.

——Actor is a genius.

After knowing that the armed strength of the invader [Talidimensional] was enough to crush humans, he decided to "reduce the dimensionality" of the world and turn it into a purely digital world.

Because the world is made up of data, those protective weapons, those technological barriers, and those sources of the world can all be calculated from data.

Anyone's behavior will be "measured" repeatedly until a steady stream of correct numbers are updated, reinforcing the firewall between dimensions.

——He uses vast amounts of data calculations to build firewalls and narrow the technological gap with intruders.

——Replace the bloody frontal artillery struggle with a battle of data.

The "source" is these data.

Every time Su Mingan enters Caius Tower through Akto's bionic body, he logs in to the administrator's backup account, and then brings the "source" data collection situation back to the city of measurement, returning from [two dimensions] to [one dimension]

】, so there is Caiusta’s “rest time”.

Every time he logs out, the original administrator account is automatically logged out to prevent data leakage. This is the reason why Akto's bionic body died.

——This world has been struggling to survive in "measurement" from beginning to end. Data is the last line of defense for their civilization and their lives.

Su Mingan's breathing was slightly stagnant.

The clues were connected in a "ding-ding-ding-ding" manner, and the dominoes fell "clattering" at this moment. Countless images flashed through his mind, and it turned out that they had foreshadowed the truth a long time ago.

In the distance where the wind and snow are blowing, fireworks are blooming.

Lin Guang's figure became increasingly blurry in his eyes, replaced by a floating double image.

"Then why can I see the Eagle Dog Captain An Jie in 102? She was from the War of Dawn." Su Ming'an said. He knew that Lin Guang must have an agenda when he was patiently explaining now, so he seized the opportunity to ask quickly.

"Grid-shaped time creates a personal 'superposition state'." Linguang said: "Our time was read by the Dawn system when it was opened for the second time in Catastrophe 72, and part of the real 'us' went there

In the future, part of the digitalized 'us' remains in the past.

Humans in 102 years are us in the future, and humans in 32 years are us in the past. Only by us in the past constantly calculating new firewall data flows through repeated simulations can we always protect the future."



This concept made Su Mingan's scalp tingle.

——[The us in the past are forever frozen in the past, and we are trying our best to protect the us in the future.]

Time is not time, space is not space, and dimensions are not dimensions.

The three of them were actually united together.

The concept of 'time' is not linear, but 'grid time', a new time theory based on the three dimensions of the Dawn System. Akto has taken this theory to the extreme, forming a three-dimensional firewall.

——This war is not essentially a battle of artillery between the gods camp and the freedom camp, but a battle of data between all mankind and other dimensions.

Su Mingan thought of the people of this era, who tried their best to usher in a new century.

They worked hard to develop technological weapons, fought bloody battles and sacrificed their lives on the battlefield, hoping that future generations would see spring.

They slice themselves into pieces and imprison themselves in the past, becoming a piece of data that is repeatedly superimposed.

Together, they make up for [One Dimension], humanity’s last data firewall, and become a stepping stone in the true sense.

They locked themselves in the cold winter and were imprisoned until the war ended, never to see spring in their lives.

Spring is farther away from them, but a more brilliant future - a future that is beyond the reach of everyone.

The city of measurement does have spring.

There - there are light rails and railways that span half of the city, skyscrapers and financial buildings that reach into the clouds, elevated highways circling like long dragons, and the city at night is as beautiful as broken gold.

There are countless ordinary people who live like flowing blood vessels. They are people's future and the next generation. Xiaomei, Dong An'an, Weber, students from Constantine University...

Asa Aktor launched the Dawn War in the harsh winter 32 years after the Cataclysm, allowing people to see the prosperous city-state bathed in the spring sun 102 years after the Cataclysm.

This crazy and repeated calculation, this three-dimensional grid of time and space connected end to end, this three-line time flow that utilizes the ultimate wisdom of mankind in order to strengthen the Dawn System firewall, will be recorded in one word in history 70 years later. It is related to that

The supreme intelligence that rules the city-state has the same name, named——



【Battle of Dawn.】

Worthy of the name.

It is spring day.



Under the cold night, it was so quiet that only the "ticking" sound of the system could be heard.

Fireworks bloomed in the distance, golden red flames burned the sky, millions of legions fought on the red soil, and the cries of killing could be heard clearly.

"——What about Xia Sheng? What about Qiu Li? What about the soldiers and civilians who died for the war?——You said they were just procedures?" While shocked, Su Mingan felt ridiculous.

Xia Sheng, who resolutely went to die at dusk, Staci, who was reduced to ashes in the fire, and those billions of lives longing for freedom - are they all programs?

Those struggles, those beautiful visions, those people who work together day and night - are they just programs?

"——People are not just a program. Here, everyone is alive and has independent consciousness. They just subconsciously follow their original destiny path. In this way, everyone is actually a program.

." Lin Guang was silent for a moment and said:

"I've heard people say about you. You're so stubborn that you still refuse to give up even after being beaten by me. You regard yourself as expendable..."

"——You are not a program that can pass the level perfectly?"

"..."

The cold wind poured into his lungs.

Su Ming'an felt cold.

Lin Guang's words hit his heart directly, and he thought of Sherrod who was hesitating about himself.

If the ruined world can still be nested in such dimensions, can Zhai Xing be able to survive alone?

"I……"

He said:

"It's not a program..."
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