Chapter 179

Once this conjecture was formed, these abstract graphics began to look increasingly familiar.

The one that is closest in proportion has an almost oval head, a slender body, and four limbs.

There is also a graphic composed of light spots, which makes perfect sense to visualize the different sizes of light spots as the internal organs of the human body.

"Different life forms perceive the world in different ways, and their ranges of visible light and visible radiation are even more different, so their descriptions of 'me' are also different."

"The Prism Shield I released is a stable, pure energy structure, so all descriptions of it are standard circles."

Realizing this, Wen Jing tried to retract the Prism Shield to verify his hypothesis.

Sure enough, the standard 'circles' on each pattern disappeared the next moment.

So these patterns do indeed refer to me...

"But what is this doing? Did I trigger this civilization's alert? This glowing pattern resembles a kind of 'beacon' for transmitting information?"

Wen Jing had a guess, but upon closer examination, he felt that it didn't make much sense logically.

Wouldn't doing this alert the enemy? Besides, transmitting information would be far too inefficient; warning signals should prioritize speed and secrecy.

These patterns were clearly displayed in front of her, with an extremely strong presence, as if hundreds of painters were sitting in a circle, painting her portrait from every angle.

Wen Jing flew and wandered around the 'gallery' for several kilometers at a slow speed.

Along the way, the area she was in was like being under an invisible spotlight.

Wherever it flies, the pattern there becomes the brightest, and the luminous particles seem to be stirred by an invisible hand, gathering together with it.

Even though this speed is far slower than hers, and even slower than an average person walking, the trend is very obvious.

If Wen Jing lingers in one place for even a short time, the brightness of that place will noticeably increase.

Furthermore, as she moved rapidly, many of the portraits were accompanied by a 'light trail' indicating her speed.

"It's been so long. If this civilization were underwater, they should have surfaced or taken some other action by now."

"Unless..."

Finally, Wen Jing stopped moving, slowly lowered its altitude, and hovered just an arm's length away from the luminous substance.

She remained vigilant, yet also possessed a strong sense of curiosity.

Then, she slowly reached into the luminescent substance that appeared to be some kind of fungus.

With super-strong resistance to poison and temperature, plus the crucial ability to Clone... Wen Jing still has plenty of capital to 'courte his own death'.

The luminous substance opposite her was brighter than ever before, gathering like fish near her hand and illuminating her face in every detail.

Finally, Wen Jing's fingertips touched the luminescent substance.

"It's not poisonous."

Nothing unusual happened. Her keen senses clearly detected that a large amount of luminous material had gathered on her fingers, but there was no interaction at the particle level, such as corrosion or fusion; it was simply a matter of physical contact.

However, even without any substantial communication, Wen Jing had already sensed a sufficiently complex pulse of life.

In an instant, she realized that the civilization of this planet was these luminous substances before her.

Immediately afterwards, Wen Jing thought of the pattern he had seen earlier, and his feelings were indescribable.

She had imagined how she might contact extraterrestrial civilizations—perhaps through fierce warfare, or cautious communication... but she never expected that their action would be to create a portrait of her.

If she hadn't Analysis it through the Prism Shield, who would have guessed that the bizarre and grotesque underworld scene was actually drawing a portrait?

However, after a brief outburst, Wen Jing felt a little relieved.

The act of drawing a portrait demonstrates a strong willingness to communicate, which largely indicates that this civilization harbors no ill will towards her, a stranger.

In Wen Jing's view, however, there was a lack of vigilance.

For example, at this moment, as she came into contact with the light, the abstract paintings projected around her suddenly became more abstract and complex, as if trying to convey more information to her.

However, this method was obviously very inefficient; it took Wen Jing quite a while just to guess that it was a portrait of himself.

The way the Light Point Civilization perceives the world and communicates information is completely different from hers, so it's difficult to avoid misunderstandings when describing information under this premise.

Fortunately, Wen Jing has a 'universal decoder'.

The next moment, she carefully touched the most active spot of light below with a wisp of her spiritual power.

"..."

Wen Jing's body trembled slightly as an overwhelming amount of information, completely unexpected, was transmitted through her mental energy.

Indeed, the seemingly simple life structure that forms a civilization is actually quite complex.

These luminescent substances are a unique type of fungal life.

Relying on this ocean of methane, their mycelium spread throughout the entire planet, absorbing, converting, and storing energy from the aurora and various forms of cosmic radiation, thus completing the cycle of life activities.

Each hyphae is not an independent individual, but rather like a neuron in the brain, together forming a simple and peaceful mind.

This civilization is like a plant with advanced intelligence, devoid of individuals and selfish desires, possessing only shared feelings across the entire race, slowly growing memories, and a tranquil curiosity about the universe.

The 'luminescent matter' form is because they emit different colors of light at different energy intensities and frequencies. This is both the sensory cell of this civilization and their 'language of light' for describing the universe and exchanging information with each other.

If we were to describe them using the concepts and characteristics of their civilization, we could call them the Light Language Civilization.

In fact, the Light Language Civilization had already sensed Wen Jing when she arrived on this planet.

However, their current civilization's technological level is insufficient to escape the ice layer, or even the methane ocean. Even if they sense Wen Jing, they cannot actively approach and communicate with him.

Therefore, they began to channel energy into the vicinity of the area where she descended, striving to shine and try to attract her attention.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, Wen Jing used the Door Handle to travel to the other side of the planet.

This immediately rendered the 'energy transport team' that the Light Language Civilization had just started to shut down, forcing it to change direction urgently.

Fortunately, this time, Wen Jing didn't travel back and forth; instead, she took the initiative to approach him.

In fact, from afar, the Light Language Civilization was already 'greeting' her with light images.

Initially, they were too far away, so they perceived very little information and were unable to accurately describe her.

As she got closer, they were able to perceive more and more details, and the portrait used to represent Wen Jing changed from a 'draft' to a 'refined' one, finally possessing clear logical language, which led Wen Jing to discover the clues.

Just to greet her, the Light Language Civilization consumed three years' worth of its own energy reserves.

At this moment, with Wen Jing actively making contact with them using her mental energy, they were finally able to transmit information and communicate with her without expending energy.

"Star!"

"Star!"

New information arrived, Light Language Civilization called out to Wen Jing, expressing the utmost curiosity, awe, and welcome towards her.

This is them trying to understand her using the concepts closest to and most sublime in their own civilization.

A cosmic spectacle: a very powerful star that can move freely and communicate with them.

Chapter 179

Upon discovering that they could communicate with Wen Jing, the entire Light Language Civilization descended into a state of euphoric scientific research.

It showcased its existence, its way of understanding the world, and its unique technology to her in every aspect.

The sheer volume of information was overwhelming, even for Wen Jing, who currently only had a dual-core processor. He couldn't help but ask:

"Wait, aren't you afraid I'll pose a threat?"

Upon receiving her first 'reply,' the surrounding fluorescent light blazed brightly, and the state of the Light Language Civilization reached a fever pitch, excitedly conveying:

"Star, what is a threat? Is a movable star like you a 'threat'?"

"..."

Wen Jing was speechless upon hearing this. Just how naive was this civilization? Did they lack even the most basic understanding of danger?

Even the extinct Weavers Civilization possessed a sense of danger; it was just that the enemy was too powerful, and their understanding was too limited, so they were destroyed before they even knew what the enemy was.

"A threat is something that could lead to your death or destruction."

In this state of mental connection, when Wen Jing expresses information to the Light Language Civilization, it's as if he has their own dictionary or encyclopedia, and can simultaneously receive annotations.

Therefore, as soon as the message was conveyed, she instantly understood why the other party acted that way.

Because the Light Language Civilization does not have the concepts of 'birth' and 'death'.

As a living, breathing individual capable of active action, Wen Jing had previously taken things too lightly, unconsciously incorporating the human concepts of 'birth, aging, sickness, and death' into his thinking.

In reality, the Light Language Civilization does not have these two concepts.

As a microscopic biological civilization, the Light Language Civilization transforms nature by making the environment an integral part of its own body.

Only the condensation and dissipation of energy and matter, and the writing and fading of memories.

There is no distinction between 'this area' and 'that area' in the entire planetary microbial community. Energy, nutrients, and information are shared freely and without loss globally through the flow of methane oceans and the pulsation of mycelial networks.

When a place has particularly abundant cosmic energy or a particularly concentrated amount of nutrients, the fungal network there will grow rapidly, replicate itself, and expand the boundaries of the network.

In their collective consciousness, it is not that a new individual is being born, but rather that the body is growing.

When the energy in a certain area is depleted or the environment changes drastically, the bioluminescent bacteria there will gradually dim, stop emitting light, and enter a dormant state.

Its material structure will slowly decompose, returning to basic nutrients, and be reabsorbed by the network.