Chapter 1551: Creating History, the Fourth Industrial Revolution!

After the external tour, when the two walked into the interior of the civilization tower, it was obviously not as grand as the outside.

Even the first floor is still under renovation, and the thousands of players working on the construction routes in the tower are busy.

When the lord Su Mo came in, no one put down their work and came to greet him.

There is no way.

There is really no time to rest.

There is only the last half a month left before the press conference, but their decoration has just begun.

Even if they work day and night, they may not be able to complete it on time.

If something goes wrong at that time, the matter that was originally a glorious thing for the ancestors will probably immediately become a taboo that will bring shame to the ancestors.

"It doesn't look like anything from the outside, but it is very spacious inside. It is not a problem to accommodate two or three thousand people."

Su Mo walked around the first floor.

Since it is a tower that records human civilization, there will definitely be no products that deliberately show off.

From bottom to top, the decoration must reflect the characteristics of the external pattern.

Therefore, the design of this floor is completely restored according to the appearance of the primitive cave in the external pattern. The cave wall is carefully made of imitation stone materials, and the uneven surface simulates the texture of the real cave.

The light in the cave is dim, with only a few lights imitating bonfires flickering, creating a primitive and mysterious atmosphere, which reminds people of the era of eating raw meat and drinking blood.

Climbing up along the spiral staircase, the design style of each floor is closely connected with the external pattern, but each has its own characteristics.

Coming to the second floor, it shows the style of the farming era. The wall is decorated in the shape of rice fields and wheat fields, inlaid with green plant fibers and yellow grain models, which are lifelike.

The interior is a small village Tuoying, which is a bit like Ma Fei's Liangfang Town.

Continuing up, the third floor presents the scene of craftsmen carefully making tools. The wall of this floor is designed to look like a workshop, with various ancient tools and machine models arranged in a staggered manner, and some can even be operated by hands, allowing visitors to experience the wisdom and skills of ancient craftsmen firsthand.

The fourth floor, the ancient bazaar...

The fifth floor, the ancient civilized city...

The seventeenth floor, the Renaissance, the walls are designed to look like galleries and study rooms, hung with various paintings and sculptures, as well as ancient books and manuscripts.

The twenty-fifth floor, the first industrial revolution, the interior decoration looks like a factory and workshop, showing various steam engines and mechanical models, and even simulating the roar of steam engines and the sound of machines running.

As the floors rise, the changes in decoration styles are dazzling.

When the two came to the top floor of the decoration, the 52nd floor, the interior had become a futuristic sci-fi space.

The silver metal walls, streamlined design elements, and the ceiling simulating the starry sky all make people feel as if they are in an unknown universe.

"The past development ends here, and our development starts here!"

Standing on a simulated planet model, Su Mo cleared his throat and read out the meaningful opening remarks in the speech.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't help laughing, which made Lu Kuan, who was listening seriously below, a little surprised.

"Do you hear anything wrong with what I said?"

"Problem?" Lü Kuan thought for a moment and shook his head in confusion.

"End...begin."

Su Mo took a deep breath, walked down the planet model, and gently wiped off the footprints he left on the model with his hand. His action was full of respect for the past.

"If I hadn't walked through this trip to the Tower of Babel, I might not think there was anything wrong with this sentence, thinking that 'end' was the end, and 'beginning' was a new starting point, and the boundaries between the two were clear."

"However, when I walked here step by step and looked back at the road I came from, I suddenly realized that the past was not over. It has become the cornerstone of our way forward in an invisible way, supporting us to keep climbing up."

"The reason why we can stand here and see such a magnificent scenery is because we stand on the shoulders of countless ancestors. Their wisdom, sweat and even sacrifice have gathered into the power to push us forward"

"So you mean..."

Hearing this, Lü Kuan understood a little and showed a bit of appreciation.

Don't take the credit of the predecessors, and don't take the labor of the future generations.

Such a transcendental awakening is a blessing for the human beings on Earth, and it is also the result that the past thirty-one civilizations have been looking forward to seeing.

"The end is not the end, but another form of beginning."

Su Mo said concisely, and couldn't help but think of the relationship between rebirth and destruction.

Perhaps the regular restart of the universe is not a complete death, but another form of rebirth!

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A week later, the decoration of each floor of the Tower of Babel gradually entered the final stage.

More decorations, details, and representative works corresponding to the level of civilization were added to the tower.

It took a lot of time to reproduce these things, especially some medieval industrial artworks, which were quite troublesome to make.

Fortunately, this is also a way for humans to regain the accumulation of civilization. Every time an item is produced, a corresponding technical manual will be generated and stored in the library of the corresponding floor in the tower.

Su Mo can already imagine that if a primitive man gets this tower in the future, it may be no less than a super golden finger of the survival system.

The construction period is nearing the end. After inspecting the progress, Su Mo did not disappoint the expectations of nearly 10,000 players of the construction route.

A huge stone tablet with the names of all the craftsmen engraved on it was set up in front of the Civilization Tower.

Sumo, as the initiator and witness, signed his name.

Uh-huh!

The upgraded voice came to mind at the same time.

For the first time, hundreds of construction players in Tianyuan territory crossed the threshold of level 30, and after breaking through the level limit, they still improved by three to five levels.

Players with lower levels have improved even more. An old sculptor who just joined Tianyuan Territory has been promoted from level 8 to level 26 in one breath. The leap is staggering.

"This is just the first wave of feedback for the 100-meter Civilization Tower. I really can't imagine what kind of strange phenomena will occur when the subsequent height reaches 500 meters, 1,000 meters... and when it is completed."

Staring at the unfinished tower spire, Sumo was filled with deep expectations.

As the tower continues to grow taller, the engraved civilized scenes continue to be added, as well as the interior decoration to match.

It might not be surprising even if a real God of Craftsman comes out of this tower in the future.

After all, this tower represents human civilization and is the root of mankind on the entire earth.

"Now everything is ready, just waiting for the day of the press conference."

The press conference is scheduled for May 20th.

On earth, it might be talked about and collide with the famous ‘520’.

However, in the current era where survival is paramount, this kind of "festival" that has been forcibly attached with meaning by capital has long since disappeared and been thrown into the corner of dregs of memory, and no one cares about it.

It is foreseeable that even if human society returns to order and stability in the future, no one will give this day an extra homonym or associate it with "Internet Valentine's Day".

Because, whether it is now, in the future, or in the distant future, this day will be remembered as the anniversary of the official kick-off of the fourth industrial revolution. Its historical significance and far-reaching influence will far exceed any artificial holiday label. .

"Lord Zhang, the press conference is about to start in two days. Why haven't it been set up yet? Do you need me to bring someone down to help?"

Golden Eagle, Tesla territory.

Musk touched his red nose and said with great envy.

At this moment, he was taking a boat to reach the tributary section of Julongxianjiang River outside the territory of Jushi.

The original pier is now closed due to construction.

The virtual server used to radiate the nearly 200 million people around the golden giant eagle has been gradually placed in the isolation space built at the bottom of the Xianjiang River these days.

According to the water flow of the tributaries and the energy stone array erected on the periphery, it can not only perfectly share the heat dissipation problem during operation, but also conduct the excess power generation to the boulder territory for use.

"Mr. Musk, according to the estimates of the engineers sent by Tianyuan, it will be completed this afternoon. Your help is not needed for the time being."

Lao Zhang touched his smooth head and smiled while rejecting Musk's request for help.

And he also knows the reason why Musk comes here to ask questions every day.

"Don't worry, when the test starts, I will definitely arrange for someone to let you in first."

"Reliable!" Musk's eyes lit up and he gave a thumbs up.

In the past, there were some barriers to communication between the two, but recently the game has completely opened up the language translation function.

Whether it is between humans and humans, or between humans and aliens, barrier-free communication can be achieved.

And the magical thing is that this kind of translation goes directly to the level of consciousness, and there is no situation where some slang cannot be translated.

When the time reached noon, Musk did not leave, but chose to rest in the boulder territory.

One year has passed, and the Boulder Territory has jumped from a small territory with a population of barely over 10,000 to a large territory with a population of more than 400,000.

All the stone mountains have been reclaimed and utilized, and one after another cottages for people to live have risen from the ground.

The Golden Eagle seems to have silently accepted the established fact that the Boulder Territory is a branch of the Tianyuan Territory. Instead of obstructing it, it has repeatedly generously donated money and provided material assistance.

This move not only left Lao Zhang scratching his head, but also surprised Sumo, who originally founded the Boulder Territory to satirize the Golden Eagle for rejecting ordinary people.

"Perhaps this is the character of Westerners. They may really regard the boulder territory as a warning to themselves."

Lao Zhang guessed this in the letter.

But no matter what, these things are no longer relevant to the overall situation, and the sordid past will be completely buried in the dust with the arrival of the new era.

In hundreds of years, no one will remember what happened in the wasteland in the past three years.

It's afternoon.

After the server was set up, Lao Zhang obtained a large number of test quotas as promised and gave the first test quota to Musk.

Sure enough, this madman who has been pursuing cutting-edge new technology since the beginning of the earth has no worries about his own safety.

I was just a little nervous for a moment when I entered the test site converted from a warehouse, and then I faced it calmly.

"Just sitting like this without wearing a helmet or implanting some kind of brain-computer interface?"

Sitting on the big sofa prepared in the center of the warehouse.

Musk looked at the engineer in surprise, looking around to see if anyone had brought a device for him to wear.

However, what answered him was the engineer's polite smile.

"Just sit within this range and you will enter automatically just like entering the game space."

"Well, sometimes there may be a moment of consciousness pulling, just relax. Of course, if you want to fight, it's okay. We will always monitor your abnormal reactions and terminate the program."

"So simple?"

Musk was stunned.

This kind of black technology is really beyond human imagination.

Even in science fiction, to let consciousness enter the virtual world, you need to wear a helmet.

The ability to pull people in from a distance means that the other party has the ability to transmit signals to biomass.

If it is used in an improper place, it can be said to be a real killing invisibly.

"If it is complicated, it can't be called the fourth industrial revolution and promoted on a large scale."

"Okay, you're right, I'm ready."

Musk relaxed his body in confusion, scanning all directions with his eyes, trying to see the biological signals "invading" himself with his naked eyes.

But until more than ten seconds later, the staff responsible for docking snapped his fingers and still found nothing.

"Okay, you can get up now!"

"Hey, I don't see the virtual world, is it because I didn't receive the signal?"

Musk stood up, a little confused, and after looking around, he found that he was still in the space before entering.

It's just that the staff in the warehouse before disappeared, leaving only him and the other person.

"The door is there, you will know when you push it open."

The staff pointed to the wooden door on the side of the warehouse casually.

Musk was stunned for a moment, and then he had to step forward with a trace of helplessness and curiosity, and pushed hard with both hands.

The wooden door creaked and slowly opened.

He was 100% sure that he absolutely did not feel any conscious pull, nor did he feel any changes around him.

This place was clearly the warehouse he had stepped into before, and there was no way there could be anything...

Wait!

At the moment when this door was pushed open with only a small gap, a gentle breeze that seemed to be able to soothe people's hearts quietly blew across his face.

The wind was filled with a fresh and refined breath, mixed with a faint floral scent, which made Musk involuntarily take a deep breath, feeling relaxed and happy, as if all his troubles were blown away by the wind.

Through the crack in the door, his eyes suddenly froze at this moment.

Musk froze in place, he couldn't believe his eyes, couldn't believe what he saw.

Outside the door, it was no longer the fortress of the boulder territory, but an unprecedented wonderful world.

The sparkling lake, the lake water was clear and reflected the blue sky and white clouds.

By the lakeside, wild flowers were blooming, colorful, butterflies were dancing, bees were busy collecting honey, everything seemed so harmonious and beautiful.

No.

Musk turned his head, his eyes suddenly froze.

Not far away, he saw a super golden carp comparable to a water monster, more than ten meters long.

What's even more outrageous is that this guy was lying lazily on the exposed reef basking in the sun, which completely violated the way of survival of ordinary fish.

From time to time, a faint golden breath passed through the carp, quietly purifying the slightly turbid water around it.

"No, this is impossible!"

Musk swallowed his saliva, only to feel dry mouth and tongue, and many of his cognitions buried in his heart were completely broken.

He couldn't believe that he had entered the virtual world like this, this method was simply incredible!

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