Chapter 632 Sorting

While the two data terminals were happily exchanging feelings, Hao Ren was already busy on his side.

Originally there was only one set of equipment for analyzing angry spirits on the Giant Turtle Yantai, but after learning the news about Santusu IV, he immediately ordered the ship-based factory to work overtime to manufacture a new set, which was very effective for the ship-based factory. In terms of efficiency, it does not take much time to manufacture such a device with a blueprint. Hao Ren took out the new equipment from the portable space, installed the energy core on it and adjusted it. A soft buzzing sound immediately emitted from the equipment, and a faint light began to emit from the bowl-shaped groove in the center of the equipment.

"Now if you put the angry spirit into this, you can read its data," Hao Ren pointed at the device, "But according to our several tests, the data read will be very confusing. It includes not only the memory of the angry spirit, but also the memory of the angry spirit. It also includes its own 'existing data', which is like a messed up hard drive. All storage files and system files are scrambled into bytes and stuffed together, making it meaningless even if they are read out."

Galadra looked at the equipment Hao Ren took out with great interest: "It's a very delicate thing... You won't suffer any loss if you try it."

As she spoke, she controlled the magic stones to float here. The strong magnetic field formed by the magic stones dragged the angry spirit above the analyzer like an invisible container. After careful docking, the violent light was transferred to the groove without any danger.

The device's analysis module came online immediately, and amid a buzzing sound, it began to read the angry spirit's information.

Nangong Wuyue watched nervously. Every time something related to the angry spirit reminded her of her missing parents, she was particularly nervous at this time. The people around had long known what was wrong with this siren girl, and they had all run away vigilantly before this happened. This time no one was caught by May's tail...

"Gun" was restlessly dangling on one leg beside her, staring at the faint light emitted by the instrument while it was running. The static environment here made her feel inexplicably nervous and restrained. Hao Ren noticed the cat girl's In response, he stretched out his hand and pressed the latter's head: "Don't move."

Thanks to the reading program of the previous angry spirit, this equipment seems to run more smoothly. In addition, the angry spirit sample provided by Galadra is better in "health" than the one Hao Ren caught. So soon some data was extracted. The analyzer's built-in holographic projection began to show some bizarre pictures and strings. They were refreshing rapidly, full of high-tech feeling, and as useless as ever.

"I knew it would be like this," Hao Ren shrugged, "It was the same when I read another angry spirit before, only garbled characters appeared."

Galadra looked at the chaotic symbols thoughtfully, and suddenly muttered: "Wait a minute...it may not be garbled characters."

Hao Ren immediately looked up at her.

"Although I don't have as much experience in dealing with angry spirits as you do, I have more experience than you in other aspects." Galadra pointed at the garbled symbols, "Look at these symbols... although there are no rules, there are some things. It appears repeatedly, just like a marker. There are also these pictures, which are chaotic, but these chaotic pictures are continuous, and they should be able to form some kind of...image."

Hao Ren touched his chin: "Well, I've thought about what you said, but there's no point in labeling and connecting these continuous and repeated parts. It's still a mess. At most, it will change from a static mosaic to an animated mosaic. There’s a gross difference.”

Galadra shook his head: "This at least proves that information is not meaningless. The existence of laws means the existence of data. The problem is not with these data, but with the way we read them."

Hao Ren waited quietly for the next step, while Galadra closed his eyes and meditated. This dragon has served as an inquisitor for thousands of years and has seen many worlds and races. Her vast knowledge is the most valuable asset. After some reminiscing, the Dragon Queen opened her eyes: "I remembered a strange race I encountered many years ago. They were infected with a very special disease called non-linear memory disease."

Lily's ears pricked up: "Non-linear?"

She has a straight-line head, so she is particularly sensitive when she hears the word "non-linear".

"That's right, non-linear," Galadr nodded. "It can also be called 'disordered memory syndrome'. The memory is in no particular order and has no concept of time. The memory of the patient is like a flat surface. The information is all placed on the same layer, and yesterday's things are mixed with today's things, and things from childhood and things as adults are also mixed together. In mild cases, memories can be distinguished in years, but in severe cases, it is a complete mess. Even the memories of one second before and after will be mixed together, byte by byte. Do you know what consequences this will cause?"

Hao Ren imagined it for a moment and broke into a cold sweat: "They can't think at all."

"Yes, the essence of this disease is the loss of the ability to sort out memories, so the affected person will feel that everything is happening at the same time, from their first fall as a child to every detail of their childbirth. They are all piled up. Late-stage patients are like vegetative people lying in bed unable to move. Their brains are filled with memories, but because of the lack of an index table, they can't do anything, and they don't even know what they are thinking."

Hao Ren thought about the files on the computer hard drive: files that were originally arranged according to creation date suddenly lost all time stamps, and the entire folder became a mess. He knew what Galadra wanted to say: "You said that the memory of the angry spirit is non-linear?"

"I doubt it, but I'm not sure," Galadra frowned, "The race I mentioned developed non-linear memory due to illness, and if the angry spirits are born with this kind of memory...how will they survive? ? I can’t imagine how thinking activities can occur under non-linear memory.”

"Don't forget that they are 'wrathful spirits'," Hao Ren said quickly, "They are actually dead. The eldest son destroyed the self-awareness of these spiritual creatures... I understand what is going on. The eldest son is destroying the self-consciousness of the angry spirits. Consciousness also destroys the sorting part of their memory, causing all information to pile up disorderly. We should first find a way to create an index table for the angry spirits, and then reorganize the useful information instead of burying it What code should I use to decode it?"

"How to start?" Galadra looked at Hao Ren, "Reorganizing this information without an index table is as difficult as reorganizing a city from a piece of yellow sand."

Hao Ren didn't know how to do it. His knowledge in these professional fields was not as good as Galadra's, but the data terminal suddenly floated over from the side: "We don't have to use timetables for indexing. This machine can try some Other algorithms – now at least there are ideas.”

Hao Ren immediately got out of the way of the console: "Okay, come and try."

The data terminal embedded itself on the console of the analyzer, and a burst of blue light quickly appeared on the surface. Then the data and images on the surrounding holographic projections began to refresh at an even more alarming speed, and gradually changed. Some symbols were extracted individually, and then new entries were created under them. Hao Ren couldn't understand what this was doing, but he knew that the data terminal was already trying to compile a directory for the memory of the angry spirit.

This directory is not necessarily arranged in chronological order, but may also be based on the size of the data packet or the similarity of the data - for a creature that has been dead for more than 10,000 years, there is no need to know everything he has experienced. The exact time, just know what happened to him and list it all.

"It seems to have worked." Nangong Sanba suddenly said with a serious expression.

Hao Ren stared at the holographic projection: "Can you see it?"

"No, I guess, I'm just pretending."

"..."

But Nangong Sanba's guess was right, the new algorithm did start to work.

The blue light on the surface of the data terminal dissipated, and it popped out of the groove with a click. He said in a pleasant tone: "It's done. This machine has reset the retrieval method. There was a problem with our previous decoding idea. What it needs is not decoding at all."

Hao Ren looked at the analyzer in surprise: "Can it be read now?"

"Reading. Since the algorithm is still not very perfect, the reading speed and accuracy are not very high, but at least it can indeed read useful things. It is infinitely better than before," the data terminal said happily and proudly. , "Now we can start working on Sample No. 1."

(Xiyan has opened a new book, the title is "Echoes of the Wall of Heart". I am thinking that some readers should know her... I hope everyone will support it. Readers who like delicate writing style and unimaginative worlds can read it. Please also ask Monthly pass—I didn’t forget it this time!)