Chapter 1865: Sand painting (1/2)

Li Yao picked up a handful of black sea water and found that the sea water was like a mixture of mucus and sand, spilling from his fingers in a very strange form.

It seems that the collapse of the Ethereal Realm has affected the core logic layer, and even the dynamic model of the sea cannot be kept stable, resulting in all kinds of weird changes.

This is a deserted world, and Li Yao didn't perceive the strong breath of life.

After walking along the beach for a long time, the only thing that can be called ”life” is that it can be seen everywhere on the beach, like a deflated leather ball, but with countless tentacles, like the weird mixture of crabs and jellyfish. thing.

These weird big crabs are motionless, emitting a very unpleasant rancid smell, whether they are dead or ”alive”.

Naturally, they are not the virtual life produced by the virtual spirit world, but the artificial intelligence added when the virtual spirit world is constructed. The original plan is to use them to modulate the original ocean, monitor various data changes of the virtual sea, and accelerate the virtual life. Birth.

However, with the collapse of the virtual spirit world, not only did virtual life not be born, even these core artificial intelligence databases have become more and more verbose and cumbersome, with a large amount of data overflowing, falling into an infinite loop, and unable to run any instructions.

”Boom...boom...boom...”

In the purple sky, the zigzag-shaped dark clouds rolled feebly, and thunder was thundering one after another, but the thunder was only the first half but not the second half, like a rooster with its neck stuck, the sound of abrupt cessation, It sounds indescribably uncomfortable.

On the other side of the beach, there is an endless city. Li Yao looked far away and found that this ultra-modern city also seemed to have experienced the most severe earthquake and meteorite bombardment. There were ruined walls, explosions and blazing flames everywhere. The burnt traces looked even more desperate and deadly than the black sea.

”Hey--”

The virtual spirit world gave Li Yao a very uncomfortable feeling.

It seems that there is only this collapsed world left in the entire universe, and in this collapsed world, he is the only one left.

He couldn't help but shrink his neck and yelled loudly.

The expedition team members such as Long Yangjun, Wei Qingqing, and Professor Xie Wufeng actually landed on the beach not far from him, but no one responded to his call.

When Li Yao finally found the army and wondered why they didn’t respond to him, he found that whether it was the mysterious Long Yangjun, the well-informed Professor Xie Wufeng, or Wei Qingqing, a spiritual clan, and all the expedition team members, they all Facing the beach in a daze.

Li Yao craned his neck, looked at the beach, and slowly opened his mouth.

He saw that from the end of the beach to this end, there was a long scroll, or hundreds of sand paintings.

The original sand brush method was very immature. It was like a child picking up a branch and sketching it on the beach. He couldn't understand what was being drawn. It was a mess of lines.

Gradually, the sand painting had its own content and skeleton. Although it looked immensely immature, it had a rugged style that reminded Li Yao of the murals left by cavemen in the depths of the cave.

The content of the sand painting seems to be the depths of the primitive ocean, all kinds of bizarre fungal blankets, single algae, nautilus and trilobites, etc., strange things.

With the gradual evolution of various primitive marine creatures, the brushwork of sand paintings has become more sophisticated, and the content arrangement has become more and more refined. With fine sand, a long scroll of biological evolution is depicted vividly and vividly.

Marine life, reptiles, mammals, primates, the enlightenment of Pangu civilization, the birth of modern mankind, the division of mankind, war and development, the scale of sand painting is getting bigger and bigger, the structure is getting more and more complicated, and it develops from the plane When it comes to three-dimensional, until the end, it can no longer be called a ”sand painting”, but a large-scale sand sculpture-a male and a female two very cute children sitting alone on the surface of a devastated planet, fleshy With his little hand resting on his cheek, he seemed to be looking up at the stars.

But before them are densely packed tombstones-human tombstones.

In the eyes of the two children condensed of gravel, there is no light. There is no sadness or joy, no fear or anger on the tombstone that has drowned the entire world.

Li Yao swallowed hard, and he faintly felt that such a long scroll of sand painting was a bit familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

By the way, isn't this the entrance of the Tinder Base, it is also a half-step too illusory sand painting version!

It's just that, at the end of the ”Road to Evolution” created by Professor Mo Xuan, what replaces humans are some large silver-white spheres that are similar to his body and are condensed from liquid metal.

But at the end of this sand painting, although the entire planet is covered with human tombstones, there are still two children looking up at the starry sky. What does this mean?

Li Yao was a little dry and asked Xie Wufeng softly, ”Professor Xie, what does this mean? Who left this piece of sand painting, Professor Mo Xuan?”