Signal Detection and Language Deciphering

In the midst of this anxious discussion and commotion, three days passed quickly... For both sides on the battlefield, it was an indescribable torment.

All the fanatics lying on the ground were so hungry and dizzy that they couldn't hold on any longer.

Suddenly, a car drove over from afar, which rekindled the enthusiasm of all the Riley people, and made them cheer again, and even began to worship desperately.

This huge car is more than ten times bigger than the largest life on Riley Star!

"Crack!"

The car door opened slowly.

Some injured people got out of the car!

Seeing their companions who were stunned, they yelled angrily: "We're back, haha, we're back!"

"We're back!"

Some of them were seriously injured and even sat in electric wheelchairs. Also screaming hysterically - these wheelchairs are of course given away by humans for free.

Seeing the rolling tires and the glowing electric lights, all Riley people stared straight at their eyes!

Can it move without being pulled by livestock?

It really is... the power of the gods!

"Hart, is your injury healed? It's incredible!" One of the soldiers couldn't help asking his friend, the envy in his eyes was about to drip.

"I don't know, it's just that it still hurts... The messenger of the gods helped us heal. I don't know what's going on..."

The soldier named Hart was still very excited when he recalled this wonderful journey.

That place... the shiny decorations, all kinds of incredible things, it's really hard to describe it in their Riley language.

But he didn't dare to talk nonsense and make unreasonable comments, which is a serious crime! He secretly told himself in his heart: If you don't know, just say you don't know.

"Metal, it's metal! My God!" Some Rileys found some metal in the wheelchair. Metal, here, is very, very valuable.

"What about the rest?"

Hart lowered his head: "I don't know. Some of the injuries were too serious, and they were taken away (dead) by the devil."

"Yeah, the messenger of the gods... also has no way to snatch life from the devil."

In their religious classics, God is the supreme being, omniscient, omnipotent, unfathomable, and impossible to appear in the world. If the brain becomes a "messenger of the gods", there is no way to bring the dead back to life, so it can be explained.

The thinking of this civilization is like this, no matter what can be attributed to the gods, and even a complete set of impeccable logic has been formed, no matter what can be pushed to the illusory gods.

"Hart, the words they said...what do they mean?"

"I don't know... I can't understand their language. It's the voice of the gods, how could I know!"

Soon, in this discussion, all the returning injuries were met by high-level people, and there were too many questions to ask.

These wounded patients treated by humans have all transformed into VIP-level existences. Some Laili people immediately began to enjoy the treatment of high-ranking officials and nobles proudly, and some looked terrified. It will be difficult to accept this for a while. a change in identity.

With such a bizarre encounter, after returning...it will definitely be no problem to confer a nobleman.

Yes, this is the case with religious civilization. Sometimes it is extremely difficult to leapfrog status. Even if you pay a huge price, others will still despise you and regard you as an inferior race. This is determined at birth.

Sometimes it is inexplicably simple, and a strange encounter can cause a huge change in identity.

The leader of the army has already used honorific words for these wounded: "Your Excellency Hart, the messenger of the gods, what do you want us to do? Will they help us win this war?"

His subtext is, which side is the messenger on?

"I don't know...they didn't say it."

"Metal, these are metal! My God!"

"It's real metal! It's so beautiful!"

After obtaining consent, an officer took a bite on the wheelchair viciously, and with a "bang", his teeth almost jumped out.

"what are you doing!"

The barracks was full of shocked tones, and the eyes of these upper-class people showed greed, but they were not able to plunder.

Just kidding, this is a gift from the messenger of the gods to this soldier, and even the emperor cannot snatch it!

Otherwise... it would be blasphemy!

In the end, the soldier finally got used to his identity, and took back the wheelchair given to him by humans, only then did this chaotic farce stop.

...

One day later, because human beings did not help each other, they each cured many of the wounded on both sides. The two hostile parties on the battlefield, after some negotiations, the war ended naturally.

"In this case, since the messengers of the gods are not helping each other, it means that we don't want a war, so it is impossible for us to continue fighting."

"Yes... truly a merciful, elusive God."

All the senior officials gathered in the barracks, discussing what to do, how to receive each other, etc., should they take the initiative to sacrifice, or do some other actions...

Yes, sacrifice, that's an excellent idea.

"Or...you have to hang the blasphemers! Maybe the gods intend to execute these blasphemers?"

"Yes, that's how it should be!"

Based on this inference, those god sticks who originally claimed to be able to "communicate with the gods" will naturally suffer...Because of the appearance of human beings, these god sticks who lived in a very good place suffered a catastrophe inexplicably.

Of course, humans don't know this, and even if they do, they don't care.

...

While the Rileys were in turmoil, some tiny robots were prowling the barracks. These wheelchairs are not given away for nothing, but some fully automatic detection equipment and signal transmitters, which are equivalent to base stations.

Soon, a large number of voices and communication pictures about the Riley people were sent to the command center of the transport plane, and then the transport plane transmitted the signal back to Kunlun Mountain.

From these pictures, we can get a preliminary understanding of the culture of this alien civilization.

All the human experts gathered in the meeting room were quite excited, watching the quarrels, prayers, and eating habits of the Riley people. All the pictures were taken by robots.

"My God... look what I found?" Li Zhendong smirked, pointing to a screen.

These videos triggered bursts of screams from female colleagues in the office.

"What an inexplicable evil!"

Zhang Yuan frowned, shook his head, and shifted his gaze to another channel...

It can be easily found that the system of superiority and inferiority in this civilization is very clear, and low-level people must prostrate themselves on the ground when talking to high-level people.

The higher races can actually kill the lowest slaves directly without legal punishment.

And those Laili people who have been treated by humans have suddenly changed from the most ordinary soldiers to high-ranking people, and they have received the most enthusiastic pursuit. As a result, these Riley people are all so intoxicated by this beautiful feeling that they can't extricate themselves.

"It can be considered that the racial system is deeply rooted. Some countries on the earth also have such a similar tradition..."

"They also attribute everything to the gods, including wealth, freedom, birth, and everyone is content with the status quo. Even slaves seem to be brainwashed..."

This kind of thinking and system naturally limits the development of cognition, and it is difficult to give birth to a powerful civilization.

Even if human beings clearly tell them that human beings come from a distant solar system, it is a question of whether the other party believes it or not. Even if they believe it, it can be understood as "gods guide human beings to come here", even if human beings want to destroy them, it is also understandable It became "the gods are angry and want to destroy the world".

In this way, there is no way to explain it.