"Can't believe it? The horizon of a civilization depends on its height. I think it has become common sense that we should not be arrogant towards other civilizations after many historical changes."
Xi Yujin said calmly.
The other creatures looked stiff. Although Xi Yujin only occupied a corner of the circular staircase, he became the focus of the entire auction hall. He glanced at all the creatures in front of him, and finally looked at the alien who came forward to provoke him.
"How many cultures have you researched during the period of 'civilization contact'?" Xi Yujin asked it.
It uses disdain to cover up its own guilt: "How many cultures? What are you talking about?"
"You only found one." Xi Yujin understood, "Only one culture. So you believe that your race has been united since birth? There are no different customs due to different regions? Do you prefer stone tools or copper and iron? Are you from the mountains or the river? Have you ever experienced wars? Why did dynasties change? Is there integration or hatred between different types of cultures? What are the major historical turning points? How far has philosophy developed? Are there any differences in genes? What is your view on art? Do you know these?"
The alien yelled, "No, so what if I don't know!"
Xi Yujin said: "I am deeply sorry that there is no information about your past."
Many aliens present were touched in the sore spot. The "contact with civilization" period was too far away for them, and many ethnic migrations and wars occurred in the middle. They only have some historical materials whose authenticity is unclear. The alien standing closest to them said stubbornly: "How dare you be so disrespectful to an ancient civilization!"
Xi Yujin: "You too."
"Stop bragging. Since your Blue Planet can trace back to the period of isolated planets, you should know that a planet can only accommodate one culture at most. This is because the environments of the planets are similar."
The alien calmed down and seized Xi Yujin's loophole.
"Only in the later period of civilization contact, when creatures found more habitable planets, could they develop more splendid cultures. It is completely reasonable that we have only discovered one culture."
"Because I was at the bottom of a well, I thought the sky was only as big as the well mouth..."
Xi Yujin no longer paid attention to the alien in front of him and passed by it.
He unconsciously released some of his spiritual power. Although he could not fully master this power, his reserve was deep enough to alert the nearby aliens. The aliens made way for Xi Yujin and Ganuo.
Xi Yujin waved towards an open space, and the six-eyed creature in charge of reception immediately hung down from the ceiling.
Xi Yujin folded the invitation into a paper airplane and put it in its hand, saying, "I want to auction this off in exchange for the right to view the latest archaeological findings of our Blue Star."
"Okay, okay." The six-eyed creature held the paper airplane and nodded nervously, "We will personally notify you of the next auction time..."
All the high-level civilizations watched the two creatures walk out of the venue, and no creature dared to stop them. Because Xi Yujin was right, arrogance is the death penalty of this universe. The creatures either looked suspicious or watched from the sidelines, and no one intended to intervene. A dark cloud seemed to gather above the auction hall.
Xi Yujin walked straight towards the black market exit and heard several staff members whispering.
“This is the eighth time the auction has failed… What should I do?”
“…Will it be destroyed at the next stop?”
…
Tide level.
Xi Yujin gritted his teeth and began to knit his vest in the reception room. The reception room was luxuriously decorated and had a wide view, which made him feel better. Gano put on his armor and sat on the roof outside the Chaoping, probably enjoying the breeze and relaxing.
Xi Yujin entered the black box backstage and added three pages at once. The optical brain was split into several small split screens. Four asteroid coders floated up beside him, ready to fight.
"I've already thought of the job of official novelist."
Xi Yujin quickly typed a long string of text.
"On our Blue Star, official novelists are responsible for archaeology, restoration, and interpretation of ancient books. They rarely produce works and are also called the 'classical school'. Free novelists pursue expressions that are closer to the present, and are also called the 'modern school'. The two originally came from the same source, but because the cultural development of Blue Star has become more and more prosperous in recent years, the two have inevitably had many confrontations. With the accumulation of literary battles, the gap between the two sides has become larger and larger...
But overall it is quite harmonious, after all, there are people like Yu Jin who have both sides.”
Xi Yujin first looked at the homepage of "Jung", and was somewhat puzzled. His first work for Jung was a K-series novel, which might be more suitable for modernism.
Suddenly, he had an idea and added a label to Jung - Gothic novelist.
Gothic novels originated on Earth in the late 18th century. They are generally thrilling and popular novels with a gloomy background, creating a mysterious and morbid atmosphere. Common images include bad luck, curses, and old castles, and have a decadent beauty.
How can't K-series novels be considered the offspring of Gothic novels' transatlantic neighbor?
"Ms. Jung's archaeological work is focused on European and American culture, and she is very interested in this kind of Gothic art. But she is not a decadent or sickly person. She just sincerely believes that withered roses are more beautiful than blooming roses, and she accepts her incompatibility with the surroundings. She will not change herself for others, nor will she ask others to make concessions for her.
She’s a classy goth lady.”
Xi Yujin could already imagine a lady with black nails, so he added a lot of Gothic decorations to Jung's personal homepage so that foreign visitors could recognize her unique style at a glance.
"She should have a good relationship with Yongye... maybe the two of them will have afternoon tea together?"
Xi Yujin added another forward to Jung: "On the differences between English black tea and Chinese black tea."
He switched to "EARTH:007" and set up a new alias. His archaeological focus was naturally the Chinese culture that he was most familiar with.
"Let's call him Qiongtian. By the way, the tomb-robbing novels before Canghai are also related to Chinese culture..."
At the beginning, the professional direction of each vest was not clearly defined, which resulted in the overlap of characteristics between many vests. In order to better distinguish the vests, Xi Yujin could only make a fuss about the relationship between the characters.
"Let's just assume they were old friends who have broken up. The sky and the sea are destined to face each other."
Xi Yujin's heart was burning with melodrama, and he wished he could turn into Xun Ming and write a paragraph for them, just short of naming them. But business was more important, and Xi Yujin had to finish his manuscript later.
He added many fake links to archaeological articles to Qiongtian’s personal homepage.
"The latest archaeological findings of "Dream of Red Mansions" have been unearthed. Do the last forty chapters really exist?"
"Were there dynasties before the Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties? This article summarizes the information about the Tang and Yu periods for you."
"Why did a dynasty fall after only 15 years?"
"The next pseudonym, I hope it's about poetry... Poems are short, I can quickly 'archaeologically' find out and prove that there are other cultures besides China..."
Xi Yujin considered it from the most practical aspect.
He thought of the poet Rabindranath Tagore, whose modern poetry has a great influence. Although he was born in India, he believed in pantheism and believed that all things have spirits. The human and nature in his works have a wonderful beauty.
So this poetry-oriented alias is called Fu Ling.
The personalities of Qiongtian and Fuling are not well thought out yet, they are just rough shells, but it is not too late to add them when they are needed. The key is what the two archaeologists have found.
There are already four pseudonyms in the official novelist circle. Jung, Qiongtian, Fuling, and the boss Yujin. But Yujin's "stop writing" personality still needs to be maintained, so there are roughly three styles.
“Aren’t three too few?”
Xi Yujin always kept a trick up his sleeve. He reviewed the three accounts from beginning to end and found a big flaw: the three accounts were too passionate about work. This was not normal! How could someone not slack off while working?
Therefore, there is still a lack of a habitual slacker in the Blue Star office.
He created "EARTH:009" and wrote the name of this young man who was dedicated to slacking off, Ming Xing.
Ming Xing's archaeological direction is Japanese literature, there is no special reason, just more familiar with it. Maybe because he always read those texts, his writing style gradually moved towards that direction. Ming Xing's homepage only left a short sentence he wrote:
"Happiness is like a transparent cover on a person
I'm walking down the street
They squeezed it as thin as a piece of paper."
Although my attitude towards life is very depressed, I am still happily slacking off, Mingxing.
The Blue Star Novelist Office is officially open!
Yu Jin, who has been away on a diplomatic mission for a long time, Ms. Jung, who is serious and responsible, Qiong Tian and Fu Ling, who have not yet been detailed, and Ming Xing, a young man who is slacking off. Everyone should work hard, climb to the top, and create more achievements!
Xi Yujin suddenly thought of highlighting Yujin's unique identity, so he asked each account holder to repost the inspirational story written by Yujin and attach a comment.
"Well written [thumbs up][smiley face]"
“Like [bouquet]”
“It’s great, I’ll share it with my friends right away [dance][dance]”
In fact, there is not much content in the chicken soup for the soul, but Yu Jin is the boss.
Respecting the boss is the unspoken rule in the office!
…
Gano returned to the Tide Flat and took off his armor. He took a deep breath and relaxed. He was not very happy after leaving the black market, especially when those creatures released malicious intent towards Ember. After he escorted Ember back, he was still not happy after thinking about it, so he sneaked into the black market spaceship and beat up the other party.
He wasn't worried about the consequences. There were so many cases of people being beaten with sacks in this universe that it became a trivial matter.
But he was still very careful not to let any creature catch Blue Star's little tail.
He specializes in infiltration and information gathering in the Zerg, and is an excellent reconnaissance fighter. In fact, his level is not the strongest among his peers.
But on the day he decided to leave, he still managed to forcibly take the Ers King Armor from the best warrior, loaded the King Armor, jumped into the extremely unstable wormhole, and survived. From then on, Gano knew not to trust genetic data.
After escaping, he wandered in the universe, slowly thinking about the meaning of his actions, but he had no answer. His brain had a lot of knowledge, and his armor had inexhaustible information, but his soul was as blank as a piece of paper. This world was complex and crowded. He looked at a ball of tangled threads, not knowing where to start untangling them.
until……
"Gano, you're back." Xi Yujin was busy in front of the computer, "Is it comfortable to enjoy the breeze on the Chaoping?" He always thought that Ganuo was sitting on the roof of the ship.
Ganuo nodded awkwardly.
This is the first time he lied...
He hurried back after beating up the alien creature. Even though the armor core was next to Emberno, he still felt at ease after seeing it with his own eyes.
Now, the four asteroids around Yujinnuo are firing at full power, typing away at the sound of ping-pong.
"I'm a navy soldier." Xi Yujin paused while typing and explained, "I'm fighting for my personality. My personality clearly knows a lot of things, but that group of creatures ignored their achievements. I don't want to allow other creatures to slander us. Personality is also a person! Can you understand, Ganuo?" He raised his head, his eyes clear and sincere.
Ganuo seemed to be struck by something, and his speech was a little unsmooth: "I, I can help..."
Gano is so easy to fool. What if he meets a bad guy?
Xi Yujin couldn't help but think.
Out of some kind of unwillingness to continue deceiving, Xi Yujin only let Ganuo watch what was being said in the temporary chat room.
In the temporary chat room, each passenger has a nickname, which can be changed once every 42 universe hours, and the chat history will be completely deleted once every 42 universe hours. This privacy protection allows passengers to chat more freely.
Everyone's current topic revolved around Blue Star from time to time. Occasionally, one or two passengers came out to satirize Blue Star. Passengers who had never been to the black market were confused, and more passengers were watching.
Suddenly, a passenger released his chat history.
"I talked to Ms. Jung. Their archaeological work on the Blue Star civilization is very detailed. It turns out that this is what the Blue Star civilization was like during its isolated planet period."
In the chat log, the passenger seemed to be talking about submitting an article to the Investigator's File. The passenger noticed that Jung's writing was very distinctive and asked if it was a feature of Blue Star.
-If I understand correctly, I believe that the romantic understanding of death is universal, but I do find a better interpretation of it in the long history of the culture of the blue planet in my archaeological work. So I love my work very much.
-one side?
-Hello, maybe it's not a facet, but an edge on the outside of the diamond with light spots jumping on it, but that's enough to make me exclaim quietly, it's so beautiful, please stop.
- I still don't understand
- Archaeological work on our Blue Planet has reached the stage of isolated planets
-What?
-We found that on that planet, within thousands of years, thousands of different literary genres have emerged. We have to spend a lot of effort to distinguish them. This is also what my office partner has been working on.
- Thousands? Wait, this is amazing. Ms. Jung, can I share this chat? Incredible, this is my first time communicating with a civilization that can trace back to isolated weeks! I am so excited.
-It's okay, it's lovely. Can I go on? I found a literature that focuses on creating emotions, using poetic aesthetics to make you more immersed in the evolution of emotions. It has a lot of influence from the Middle Ages...
-middle Ages?
-It is the period before the Renaissance in European history
-Europe? Renaissance?
-The Renaissance refers to a cultural movement. Europe is a region divided by a virtual boundary on the earth, and there are also Asia and America, but that is not my direction. If you are interested, you can ask my colleagues.
-There are so many?
- And it's very long. The period of literature I studied only flourished for about three hundred years. But throughout history, there are many more things.
-How can there be so many!
“That’s impossible…”
"Thousands? Is that a fancy word?"
"Is there a specific example? If Jung can write in a style different from that of Walking with Cturt, I will believe it. Walking with Cturt also uses words to make readers feel different emotions. Is it the same with Gothic?"
"To be honest, I did ask that. Ms. Jung was generous enough to show me her exam essay, The White Candle."
"White Candle" describes a woman who lives in an old castle. She is not happy living in the gloomy castle. Her daily activities are walking on the lawn and eating three meals made of peas. There is always a white candle in the corner of the castle for no reason. The flame is not big, but it makes the castle full of smoke. The woman is about to faint.
The woman always had a fear of the white candle and dared not approach it. She could only pray that it would go out quickly. She felt that she could not stop feeling anxious living in the castle. Every night, there was always the sound of the door opening, the groaning of a beast, and the sound of dripping water. The woman suspected that it was a curse of the white candle, because the white candle had burned for so long and it did not get shorter at all.
One day she opened the drawer and found rows of white candles neatly arranged like corpses. She was startled and ran out of the door in panic. She seldom went out, and the world outside was too strange and unsettling for her. As expected, as soon as she went out, she saw a strange black cat making a sharp and miserable cry at her, as if a baby was crying.
As if it was some kind of omen, the woman could no longer endure this kind of life. She ran back to the room with all her strength, took out a pair of sharp scissors, and cut the core of the white candle with a click. The white candle went out.
A few days later, the castle was deserted, and passers-by were chatting: "Did you hear that a few days ago, a schizophrenic woman cut her husband's throat."
Temporary chat room: Ms. Kwajung wrote very well. Some passengers of the pilot ship quickly finished reading "White Candle" and held an emergency meeting with their own people. They are all elites of the race and have better literary appreciation skills.
“Although both are about fear, the factions are indeed completely different.”
A passenger who had participated in the black market said solemnly.
"Walking with Kturk" is more inclined to the fear of the unknown, which exists in a cold and ruthless universe. White Candles explores people's inner emotions and pays more attention to the fate of individuals. The truth of the matter is ordinary. It uses words to let us experience these emotional changes that would be ignored..."
"And the imagery is indeed different." Another passenger said, "The choice of imagery is a relatively clear division of literary schools. The K series is always pus-filled, sticky, and cold. But "White Candle" is obviously blowing a cold wind, softer, and a little bit of dying warmth. Look at the castle, candles, and bound black skirts. Compared with the waving tentacles, aren't they more... beautiful."
"So, there was indeed a Gothic literature during the isolated planet period of the Blue Star..."
"Is it possible that it is the existing literature of Blue Star, and then it was taken out and pretended to be archaeological data to deceive us?" a novice asked timidly.
"How did you learn about literature appreciation?" the passenger said. "Imagery is historical. If it was literature created today, how could it be titled 'Lighting tools made of paraffin'? And how could it be possible to make up the structure of it? Even if we take a step back, this proves that there was indeed an extremely ancient period on Blue Planet."
"Stop making noise." Another passenger said, "I found Jung's homepage. It should be a mirror website, so it can be logged in on the ship. You can take a look." He enlarged the light computer screen to share it.
Jung's personal homepage has many patterns that are unheard of by alien creatures. The dark and gorgeous patterns perfectly interpret a special aesthetic sense visually. If it were placed on Earth, it would probably be commented by netizens as "another Gothic lover".
An intention can be fabricated, but a short story cannot serve as evidence.
But from the bits of evidence that intertwined and confirmed each other, they seemed to have glimpsed a giant with tight logic. There is only one creator who can make such a delicate work, and that is history! The creatures shuddered.
"Then could it be that during the period when Blue Star was an isolated planet... there really were so many cultures?"
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