Kiloters or kiloters, it doesn’t matter.
These familiar units were all set up for the convenience of uniformity by humans.
In other words, as long as humans want, a ter can be one ter, or it can be two ters or half a ter, etc.
The difference lies in how humans have agreed on the definition.
But what about the mysterious perfect sphere on the Moon?
The radius is exactly one thousand ters!
Is this really just a coincidence?
If it is, that’s good.
If not, it gives one a tingling sensation on the scalp.
The forr indicates that alien civilizations have visited the Moon before, and possibly even before the birth of human civilization.
If it is the latter, then humanity is in huge trouble.
The latter implies that the civilization that created the sphere has been monitoring human civilization for a long ti.
Perhaps the alien civilization’s space fleet is already on its way to the Solar System.
Such a major issue brought a strange silence back to the conference room.
According to the data relayed back, no presence resembling a "door" was found on the sphere.
Of course, everyone here believes it’s only because human detection thods cannot detect it.
After all, humans can also create seamless artifacts.
Moreover, whether this thing is an alien spacecraft or sothing else, everyone is still baffled.
But without a doubt, with current human technology, even if nations unite their resources, they can’t create such a perfect sphere on the Blue Star.
Under the non-dazzling lights, the dozen or so people frowned, their faces full of worry.
While everyone was still lost in all sorts of imaginings, the youngest person in the conference room, also the only one just over thirty, made a shocking statent.
"Do you think the teor shower heading straight for the Blue Star could be a test by alien civilizations?"
"Otherwise, how do you explain the sudden acceleration of the largest teor?"
The young man with thick black hair rubbed his forehead and said with a headache:
"You have to know, without human intervention, that teor is 100% set to have an intimate encounter with the Blue Star."
Other people envied the young man’s jumpy thinking.
But it brought about even more worry.
The more they analyzed, the more everyone felt that the latter was increasingly likely.
Without exception, all evidence seed to confirm that so unknown alien civilization had targeted human civilization.
Dark Forest Theory.
Building upon the young man’s imagination, soone else analyzed another possibility.
"Do you think we might end up like the dinosaurs 65 million years ago?"
The crowd was stunned for a mont, and then soone imdiately refuted:
"Impossible. If what you said were true, that an alien civilization used teors to exterminate life on the Blue Star 65 million years ago, then after 65 million years, what terrifying level has that alien civilization reached?"
"If that were true, that alien civilization wouldn’t have to use such low-level ans like teors."
Saying this, the person self-mockingly added, "Might as well just hit us with a cannon shot to be quick and clean."
For a while, the argunt in the conference room was intense and endless.
Until the young scholar shouted:
"Everyone!"
"Would you use a handgun to hit an anthill?"
"Or would you rather use nuclear weapons to destroy the ants in the anthill?"
The young man’s expression turned serious, "Don’t forget the Dark Forest Theory."
"Every civilization in the universe is a hunter with a weapon, the difference is the weapons everyone holds are different."
"Simply changing a teor’s trajectory could destroy a civilization, without revealing any information."
The young man looked at everyone and earnestly said:
"Why not do sothing like that?"
As soon as the young man finished speaking, in the next second, soone jumped up to refute.
"If that’s the case, how do you explain that perfect sphere on the Moon!"
"If it’s the Dark Forest Theory, and moving a teor can solve the problem, then why take the risk of exposure by placing a perfect sphere artifact on the Moon?"
Indeed, it doesn’t make sense.
For a while, everyone fell into contemplation again.
The young man did as well.
There is too little useful information, and everything relies purely on guessing.
Trying to guess the truth this way is extrely difficult.
The young scholar actually already had another thought or explanation in mind.
That is, the perfect sphere is the creation of one alien civilization, while the teors are the work of another alien civilization.
For so many years without any discovery, now suddenly there are two alien civilizations appearing, such a possibility is almost zero.
Moreover, one is enough to exterminate humanity; if there are two, does humanity really stand a chance?
There’s probably not even a trace left of a spark.
No one knew how long they debated, with everyone’s stomachs rumbling with hunger.
"Everyone, let’s pause for now. Food is the iron and rice is the steel; you can’t solve problems on an empty stomach."
"How much worse can things possibly get?"
The young scholar who stood up shook his head and said:
"Or we should be prepared for the worst, and prepare for the possibility of humanity being wiped out."
"I’ll apply for the ’Fire Seed’ plan to the higher-ups, anyone who wants to join can co and co-sign with ."
After the young man opened the conference room door and left, everyone looked at each other.
"I support the ’Fire Seed’ plan."
" too."
Having the ’Fire Seed’ plan ans having slots.
There are so things you can choose not to fight for, but so things you must fight for.
After a day of discussion, everyone agreed to prepare for the worst.
And they all put their red finger marks on the ’Fire Seed’ plan.
When the co-signed ’Fire Seed’ plan was presented in an office with many books and simple office furniture, the guard outside seed to hear a sigh.
For a long ti, behind the red handprint of the ’Fire Seed’ plan, another line appeared.
Mo Jingchun remained unaware of these developnts.
To ensure the utmost confidentiality, none of the discussion results and plans were recorded on electronic devices.
The higher-ups were not worried about Candy Technology.
Although the transmitted data contained encryption algorithms from Candy Technology, it also had their own encryption thods.
Without a key, even a supercomputer couldn’t crack it in a short ti.
Would a company use a supercomputer 24/7 just to crack this unexplained data?
Would experintal research still proceed?
In the office, Candy was exceptionally excited today.
Only because today is the last day of August, and kindergarten starts tomorrow!
So happy to see his little friends tomorrow.
Touching his own bicycle, Candy giggled foolishly.
That look, Mo Jingchun didn’t even want to take another glance.
So silly, if others saw, Mo Jingchun would be embarrassed to say this is my own little sister, who’s been smart since she was young.
Who would believe that silly gap-toothed grin!
Dropping a droplet of saliva, Candy hurriedly wiped it away.
Looking back, Candy was relieved and patted his small chest.
PS: Thanks to "How Long is Five Seconds" for the reward and support.
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