95: Chapter 95 The Great Civilization Explosion

Five days later.

Chen Mo was in the middle of Source Power compression Body Tempering training when the communicator on his wrist lit up.

The message from Old Liu at the research institute consisted of only one line: "We have some preliminary findings."

After reading it, Chen Mo did not reply and turned around immediately.

His figure tore through the clouds the next second.

Flying at full speed at Mach 26 from the western suburbs to Jing City.

The scenery below blurred into colorful streams of light, and seconds later, the white building complex of the research institute spread out in his field of vision.

Chen Mo landed in front of the laboratory building, and the wind pressure caused by the retraction of his Force Field made the sensor doors at the entrance shake twice.

Before he even walked into the lobby, Old Liu had already hurried out to greet him.

"Mr. Chen, this thing has quite a background."

The old man's face was filled with irrepressible excitement, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes quivering slightly with agitation, completely unlike his usual composed self.

Chen Mo followed him through three airtight doors and entered the core laboratory.

The laboratory was dimly lit, with all lighting focused on the central operating table.

The silver box-shaped object that Chen Mo had helped cut out five days ago was lying quietly in the scanning chamber, a faint cold light flowing across its surface.

Old Liu stood still, took a deep breath, and pointed to the three-dimensional structural diagram floating above the operating table.

"We have confirmed through preliminary dismantling,"

Old Liu's voice trembled slightly with excitement.

"This should be a core component of an alien spacecraft."

"That is why the surface is so smooth, without any flight structures like thrusters or wing surfaces."

Old Liu pointed to the huge metal wreckage in the glass cabinet next to them.

"Because it does not need any external flight structures at all.

It was designed from the very beginning to exist as the heart of the entire spacecraft."

He called up another set of data, which was an impact simulation diagram.

"We conducted a deduction based on the damage patterns of the wreckage; its main spacecraft encountered some kind of accident in deep space, possibly an impact or an internal accident.

This core module automatically detached and glided through space by inertia."

On the simulation diagram, a small dot of light crashed into the lunar surface at an extremely high speed, with shockwaves spreading out in a ring.

"We don't know how far it flew, nor do we know how many years it flew for.

It finally crashed onto the moon."

Old Liu tapped his knuckles on the table.

"The speed at the time of impact was extremely high, causing damage to the core part, and subsequent tens of millions of years of geological activity buried it deep in the lunar crust, until..."

Old Liu looked at Chen Mo, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Until you blasted that deep crater on the lunar surface."

There was a strange sense of fate in these words.

An alien spacecraft wreckage from tens of millions of years ago, Transmigrating through deep space, crashing onto the moon, buried by time, and finally rediscovered because of a human's Cultivation on the lunar surface.

Chen Mo's expression did not change much, he only asked:

"So what are the specific findings?"

Old Liu was waiting for exactly this sentence.

He hurried to the scanning data of the silver box-shaped object, swiped his finger, and enlarged the internal structure.

"The biggest discovery is this thing you helped us cut out that day."

"Through cross-validation using various testing methods, we have basically confirmed that this is a topological quantum computer.

It is not our theoretical deduction; it is a truly mature and complete topological quantum computing system.

Its architectural logic and error-correction mechanisms, every single item is far beyond our current theoretical framework."

Old Liu's voice held something burning.

Topological quantum computer.

The next-generation computing architecture that humanity is currently still stuck in the theoretical deduction and laboratory prototype stage, utilizing the stability of topological quantum states to solve the quantum decoherence problem.

And the one before them was an engineered finished product, from a civilization at least tens of millions of years old.

"What about computing power?"

"Immeasurable."

Old Liu shook his head, "The core is severely damaged and cannot be started; we can only conduct reverse dismantling research.

But just from the architectural design we can see, it is enough to save human quantum computing research from taking fifty years of detours."

He paused and added:

"If you compare it to a complete computer, we are currently equivalent to dissecting its circuit design and chip architecture. Although we cannot turn it on, just looking at the blueprints already provides a huge amount of information."

Old Liu walked to another set of components, "We found a storage module in the wreckage."

It was a transparent crystal the size of a fingernail, with extremely faint light blue specks seemingly flowing slowly inside.

"Quantum storage medium. The capacity cannot be estimated."

Old Liu's voice dropped a few notches, carrying awe.

"But we are completely unable to parse the encoding protocol of this storage module.

It does not use any encoding system that corresponds to any known computing architecture."

"At the current research speed,"

He gave a cautious assessment, "It may take three to five years to hope for a Breakthrough in resolving the Bottleneck."

After he finished speaking, he looked specifically at Chen Mo, as if afraid that the other party would think it was too slow.

"You might think this time is very long.

But for scientific research,"

A trace of solemnity emerged in Old Liu's voice, "This is already an incredible speed."

His finger pointed again to the structural analysis diagrams of those metal wrecks.

"And those metal Materials.

"Reverse engineering has already started.

The microstructure of this material is far superior to any alloy system we currently have. It is not a performance improvement achieved by elemental ratio, but a brand-new way of microscopic arrangement, a bit like... directly 'weaving' Materials with atoms."

He called up an electron microscope image. The screen showed a dense hexagonal grid structure, so regular that it looked like it had been drawn with a ruler, without any dislocations, vacancies, or lattice distortions.

"It is expected that preliminary analysis can be completed within one year.

After the analysis, just in the direction of Materials alone, it can allow human engineering standards to leapfrog at least two technological generations."

When Old Liu said this, he finally could no longer contain the ripples in his tone.

"Mr. Chen." He opened an estimation report, the data on it dancing in the blue light.

"Just by relying on the architectural dismantling of this topological quantum computer, Blue Star civilization can rapidly achieve a Breakthrough to a Level 2 civilization within twenty years."

Level 2 civilization.

Capable of completely controlling the energy and resources of its star system, freely navigating between stars, and performing engineering-level modifications to planets.

Humanity has not even touched the threshold of a Level 1 civilization yet.

"Not to mention —" He looked at the quantum storage module, "The information inside may contain that civilization's technology tree, interstellar route data, and even biological evolution records."

Old Liu's eyes were burning brightly behind his lenses.

"From now on, a new round of civilization explosion has begun."

Chen Mo looked at Old Liu's expression and didn't say much.

Civilization explosion.

He understood the weight of these few words.

From the discovery of Spiritual Qi until now, humanity has been desperately catching up, chasing evolutionary speed, chasing crisis premonitions, and chasing one variable after another that exceeds Prediction.

And now, an alien spacecraft that crashed tens of millions of years ago has shoved a fragmented technological leap blueprint into humanity's hands.

It's not a gift; it's wreckage.

But it is enough.

Old Liu slowly reined in his excitement at this moment, his tone shifting from burning to deep thought.

"There is one more thing."

He called up the overall structural reconstruction diagram of the spacecraft wreckage.

"From our current findings, when this civilization developed this spacecraft, their technological level did not exceed human imagination too much.

Its underlying logic is traceable, and even in some design ideas, it has similarities with our current engineering framework."

"But"

Old Liu's finger stopped on the "tens of millions of years" time marker, "That was tens of millions of years ago."

"Tens of millions of years."

"We don't know if that civilization still exists now. Or... it has already perished."

"If it still exists, after tens of millions of years of development, what level have they reached? If it has perished, what was the reason?"

These questions have no answers.

"All we can do is use the evolutionary window brought about by the Spiritual Energy Revival, plus the research foundation provided by this core, to rapidly improve the overall strength of our civilization."

After Old Liu finished speaking, he fell into a moment of silence.

Chen Mo looked at Old Liu's face.

This old scientist, over sixty years old, has been pushing the boundaries of human cognition at the forefront of fundamental physics and computational science for decades.

Now, what he is suddenly facing is a physical legacy of a civilization from tens of millions of years ago.

The significance is so great that it is enough to make any scientific researcher go crazy over it.

But for Chen Mo.

He took one last look at the workbench, confirming that these things indeed provided no direct help to him.

Topological quantum computers, quantum storage, reverse engineering of Materials—these are all directions for civilization-level advancement; the boost to the combat power of a single individual is almost zero.

His path is not here.

"Old Liu," Chen Mo said, "I will take my leave now."

Old Liu came back to his senses and nodded.

Chen Mo turned and walked toward the outside of the laboratory.

The moment he walked out of the airtight door, his Force Field automatically expanded, his figure turned into a stream of light, breaking through the surface exit and skimming into the clouds above.

Behind him, Old Liu was already hunched back over the microscope, the light from the holographic screen reflecting on his focused face.

In the laboratory, in the crevices of the patterns on the surface of the silver box on the workbench, an extremely faint light flashed and disappeared.

None of the instruments present captured it.