Chapter 330: Chapter 330
330: Chapter 110: Letter to Xiang Shan 330: Chapter 110: Letter to Xiang Shan Liu Ri remembered these symbols.
However, he had been taught from a young age that “these symbols are meaningless,” “they are a tactic devised by Great Grandfather to confuse the enemy and to consume computational power.” Hardly anyone in the Burrowing Dragon Community would contemplate the meaning of these symbols.
Indeed, they did not need these symbols since their brains contained detailed records.
However, Xiang Shan deciphered these QR codes.
Just as if he understood the text.
This type of QR code was neither the common QR Code encoding of the past nor any kind of computer-oriented method.
It wasn’t text translated into another format.
It was “readable text” in itself.
Or rather, it was a special encoding directly aimed at the human brain.
Back in the latter half of the 21st century… it must have been when Xiang Shan was still a tycoon.
Ingrid… several other people, and Xiang Shan, launched a project. Content originally comes from n͟o͟v͟e͟l͟f͟i͟r͟e͟.net
This project was part of cognitive science, designed to expand the boundaries of human thought.
One subproject involved exploring the cognitive abilities of various encodings in the brains of modified Benchmark Men.
They hoped to start with cognitive science to strengthen the connection between humans and brain components, thereby enhancing human intelligence.
This QR code was one of the encodings from that original project.
Initially, Ingrid tried many different encodings.
As a “volunteer,” Xiang Shan trained himself to recognize one of them and provided feedback for improvements.
it should be following Anatoly’s advice; Xiang Shan chose first-order complete logic mathematics as the entry point, first constructed the language of mathematics, and then extended it to natural language used in everyday environments.
This process lasted about a year.
Then this proposal was overturned by Ingrid.
The “QR Code text” that Xiang Shan had constructed failed to excite the brains of the original Remodelers and was difficult to use.
Even as “for research purposes only,” its rigor was far inferior to the system Anatoly later built.
And this was just one of the hundreds of abandoned routes in Ingrid’s plan.
It was merely a footnote in history books.
The plan was later incorporated into the historical thread of “the development of Inner Strength.” The majority of the experimental schemes from that time were lost to history.
Yet, for “Xiang Shan,” this part of memory belonged to “knowledgeable memory.”
Even if it was “useless knowledge,” it was still part of the larger category of “knowledge.”
He couldn’t just precisely separate this part, so he remembered it.
“This….” Xiang Shan stooped and stood up, his fingers touching the two palm-sized QR codes.
These codes were not newly engraved; their edges were smooth, clearly aged many years.
“This ‘cognition scheme,’ hardly anyone knows about…
[Nickname for Anatoly] And who else….”
Xiang Shan actually understood.
There was no need to pretend to think; it was clear upon consideration.
Since at least two people knew about this, and both of them might have been involved in constructing the ‘Memory Labyrinth blockchain,’ the answer was obvious.
As for the target audience this information was meant to reach…
Ingrid was elusive, and Anatoly now approached a “legend” in Jianghu, seemingly unseen by anyone.
The likelihood of their occasional visit here was too small.
But “Xiang Shan” would appear every few decades to raise a rebel flag.
This was a message from Xiang Shan to Xiang Shan.
Xiang Shan stood in front of that QR code.
What kind of feeling was this?
Was it like a “stranger” suddenly invading a private part of one’s memory?
Xiang Shan had no desire to share his past with others.
Then, he closed his eyes and shook his head.
“‘Draw a straight line between these two points,’ ‘these two points’ refer to the two QR codes, and this ‘straight line’ corresponds to….”
Xiang Shan compared and discovered that indeed, the line connecting these two QR codes pointed to a path.
This path matched the “Safe Path” on Liu Ri’s map.
“I see, the text itself does not indicate the path; the spatial location of these two QR codes indicates the direction….”
It seems the so-called “Eighth Martial God’s Legacy” was indeed, definitely, very clearly right here.
If the members of the Burrowing Dragon Community didn’t recognize this QR code system, this could only have been crafted by the Eighth Martial God himself.
Xiang Shan resumed his position on the ground, continuing forward with the gait of a wild beast.
He accelerated to his maximum speed right from the start, seeming to want to shake off every bit of displeasure and melancholy beneath those two QR codes.
Soon, he arrived at the second fork in the road.
There were two QR codes again, still the same scheme.
The first QR code compressed the meanings of “welcome (polite language)” and “self-reference.” If placed within an everyday context, it would simply mean “Welcome, it’s me.”
Who this “me” referred to was, again, self-evident.
Xiang Shan still felt very awkward.
He didn’t want to share an “I” with the Eighth Martial God or any other Martial Gods — even though he himself might be a clone from the Six Dragons Sect.
And the meaning of the second QR code was…
Yet, the extension of the line connecting these two QR codes still pointed to the “Safe Path” in Liu Ri’s memory map.
“I see, if it were me…” Xiang Shan muttered to himself, “If it were me, even without contact with the Burrowing Dragon or even if this group of Burrowing Dragons unfortunately perished, ‘Xiang Shan’ could still find the correct path using these symbols.”
But wasn’t this a little too dumb?
Wouldn’t a normal person quickly realize that “the QR code text is meaningless but the QR code’s physical location is meaningful”?
Thinking this, Xiang Shan arrived at the third junction.
“From here starts a change,” “All right angles are equal.”
Xiang Shan pondered for a moment, then connected the two QR codes into one line, and made a perpendicular line from this same line.
This vertical line pointed towards the “Safe Route” on Liu Ri’s map.
“Alright,” Xiang Shan sighed, “worthy of being ‘me’ indeed.”
Xiang Shan accelerated towards the next junction, while starting to pay attention to those QR codes.
He realized that the map provided by Liu Ri always deviated from the roads indicated by these QR codes.
Because this map charted the daily activity range of Burrowing Dragons.
And the legacy of the Eighth Martial God must be outside the range of activity of the Burrowing Dragons — otherwise, Liu Ri wouldn’t insist that “the legacy of the Eighth Martial God is just a legend and doesn’t really exist.”
While running, Xiang Shan found himself deep in thought.
Personality Mask and source of information…
or Personality Mask and Personality Mask, under similar circumstances, would definitely have similar reactions.
He didn’t want to share “memories” with any entity, nor did he want to share “self-awareness” with any entity.
The Eighth Martial God must have felt the same way, too.
Xiang Shan would reject Xiang Shan.
Then why would she want to pass on the “legacy” to other Xiang Shans?
“Totally not my style…” Xiang Shan whispered, “It’s completely unlike something I would do.”
He caught the movement right in front of him.
It must be the second support squad coming up.
During his fight with the first squad, he had destroyed a data line.
The subsequent squads must have already known that “the enemy has penetrated into the cave.”
The appearance of the second support squad was inevitable.
Xiang Shan continued to accelerate.
His body slickly slid across the cave walls like a droplet on hydrophobic material, with his legs coiled powerfully.
The force of inertia pressed him against the wall.
In a brief instant, Xiang Shan changed his posture, releasing himself from the stance of all fours.
As though in an instant, he had crossed millions of years of mammalian evolution.
With one hand stretched out straight, the device on the back of his hand fired a bullet, while his other hand pressed on the blade of his Sonicon Blade.
Electromagnetic Draw Sword, the sixth move.
Xiang Shan almost simultaneously charged into the crowd with the bullet.
The bullet continued forward, cutting through another data line.
And Xiang Shan drew his sword, swirling through the Mobile Cavalry squad like a torrent and appearing behind them.
Constrained by the terrain, these Houndhawk masters could only march in single file.
The low cave couldn’t accommodate two people side by side without greatly limiting their space for evasion.
And Xiang Shan was utilizing the evasive space these people left behind, weaving through their ranks.
This narrow underground setting very efficiently limited the number advantage of the Protectors faction.
No matter how many they were, they couldn’t swarm in successive waves.
Without formation, this for Xiang Shan wasn’t a “one against five.”
It was five instances of “one on one.”
Xiang Shan’s excellent external strength ensured his victory in each “one on one.”
In just an instant, these guys were stripped of their External Armor.
The cut data line reacted like a “stress response,” both ends of the cable rising like cobras, the broken segment swaying as it sought to capture the enemy.
Xiang Shan grabbed one segment of the rope, then electrified it using the heel of his palm and swung it like a long whip.
The five Mobile Cavalry members who had just come to their senses were immediately struck, their External Armor peeling away,
And then, the electrical wires entangled them.
A constriction force more terrifying than an Anaconda, strong enough to destroy these men’s Prosthetic Bodies now that they had lost their armor.
Xiang Shan didn’t plan on killing these men completely but continued downward.
The most important thing at this stage was to beat that “pepper pot” to find the legacy of the Eighth.
And moreover, those who wanted to ascend would also have to carry these guys who had lost their Prosthetic Bodies.
This could also somewhat hinder them, providing a negligible aid to the ground assault team.
Before Yuan Wenren was routed, there was no need to consider the possibility of them replacing their Prosthetic Bodies and re-entering the battle.
Xiang Shan adjusted his thoughts and fell back into contemplation.
why did you specify ‘Xiang Shan’ to inherit this legacy?”