The chief's son still trusts scientists more. Although his friends are not, at least he is much smarter than himself.

But he looked at it for a long time and saw nothing.

“Is there any result?”

He was a little embarrassed: "It's too complicated, it may take me a lot of time. Unfortunately, it's not a computer program, it's a new language."

"Maybe I can help you," the chief's son was very happy. If he could help smart people, wouldn't he be smarter?

He blinked, his fingers were silently on the screen: "What does this mean?"

"Well, let me see." The chief's son walked in and leaned against him. "The words meant that the main battleship communicated with a certain number of alien fighter jets."

"What about this sentence?"

"This sentence is to establish a communication protocol, well, let me think about it, udp?"

"Hey, do you know computers?"

"Of course not."

"Then how do you know the udp protocol?" (Betting 1)

"I thought it out myself, uo., isn't it right?"

"Okay, that's right."

It does sound like it is true, but how could the chief's son understand alien language?

This question is not important or important, and it is not important to yourself.

The two of them discussed for several hours in front of the alien screen, almost forgot the time.

It was not until the feeling of hunger hit that the two of them recovered from awakening.

At this time, it was not far from returning home, so it was time to return quickly.

"I'll take you with a car!" the chief's son took the initiative.

After this night, the friendship between the two became deeper and deeper.

"No, go call, I'm going to ask for leave! I'm going to stay, we'll continue!" He made up his mind that this opportunity must be seized! "What's more, we've just started."

The chief's son patted his shoulder hard and laughed happily!

The next day and the third day, the two were still studying and exploring in the control center.

The main power is lost, the warship cannot be turned on, the main memory is disconnected, and the content cannot be seen.

But some contents of communication with other warships and fighter jets are kept in full.

After the chief's son translated a long passage, he exclaimed: "What a genius idea. I have always wondered why aliens contacted so many fighter planes at the same time. It turned out to be through the group!"

"This feature is so good, I must write it down!"

"Look here!" He pointed to another screen, "They are composed like bees, this structure... maybe this is their evolutionary path..."

At this time, the chief's son was no longer able to help except for limited translation, and he could not understand everything.

But when the chief's son saw that he was happy, he was very happy, and he was happy with him and laughed with him!

...

It's time to part again, the last day.

He was busy in front of the screen, with a large stack of notes right beside him.

The chief's son was a little absent-minded, staring at his figure for a while, and then turned elsewhere unnaturally.

Suddenly, a faint "clang" sound came.

"Who, who is there?" The chief's son stood up and stretched out his hand, and took out the sharp machete from behind.

He also stopped working and looked at the darkness vigilantly.

The footsteps came, and three white men came out of the darkness, all carrying large backpacks for travel.

"Who are you?"

"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, let's relax." The leading white man stretched out his blank hands. "We don't have weapons, we're just here to explore."

The two white men behind also made the same move.

"This is the forbidden area of ​​our tribe, and outsiders are not allowed to enter." The chief's son looked at the three of them coldly without putting away his knife.

"We are from the other side, you see, this alien warship is huge, a whole city. When we came in, we didn't see anyone else, nor did we stop it."

This kind of accident is indeed possible, but in fact, many places are simply unattended.

The chief's son saw that the three of them had no weapons and approached them with a knife: "Say, are you American spies?"

If it is a spy, the chief's son will be ready to let them go.

Well, I should say that I can't beat it.

If it weren't for spies, they saw something they shouldn't have seen, haha...

"How is it possible, we are Israelites!"

"Mossad?" The chief's son felt aroused, perhaps there was a possibility of cooperation.

"No, no, you misunderstood, we are just ordinary people. My name is Weisger, he is Wadi, he is Gordefinger (bet 2). This is our passport. If you want to check, you can check out our backpacks, only travel equipment and clothes. How could we be spies!" Weisger shouted loudly.

"Isn't it really a spy?"

"Really not!"

"Okay, that's great." The chief's son put away the machete.

He has been observing silently and cannot confirm whether they are spies through his own experience, so it is too far from life.

But at least, it can be confirmed that they are not at risk.

Weisger observed him curiously, observing the screen in the alien control room.

"What are you doing?"

He paused: "It's nothing, just take a look. We've just arrived not long ago."

"Hey, this seems to be an alien communication software."

"Well, yeah, it seems a bit like that."

"We once had the idea of ​​making a human communication software on the Internet, but unfortunately, the catastrophe was too sudden."

"Yes, fortunately we all survived."

Weisger felt that he didn't want to talk much, so he pointed at the screen in the middle of the control room, a red circle that kept flashing: "Look at that, does it look like the letter o? Do aliens have the same habit as us?"

He didn't want to give anyone any association: "No, I think there is a dot in the middle, or a horizontal bar, and look at it backwards, more like a capital q."

"Okay, it's more like q." Weisger said indifferently, turning to look at his two companions, "How about our communication software, O? The oo that is quickly connected to express a small surprise and surprise, and is often used in cartoons. It's very cute and friendly."

The other two thought for a while and nodded in agreement.

He was silent and did not speak, but disagreed. How could he use alien letters? That was too evil!

At least we should also show resistance in reverse!

Or there is something better, but unfortunately the meditation is interrupted.

"Meet it?" Weisger smiled and stretched out his hand at him. "Japanese?"

"No, Chinese! Don't admit your mistake, my surname is Ma."

...

He left.

The chief's son cut three Israelites to death like chopping melons and vegetables.

He knew that he didn't like them!

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Note 1: The UDP used by QQ (Oiq) in the early days did not pass the server and was not controlled by auxiliary algorithms. The packets were often lost. I don’t know if they were lost. I have to ask, “Did you receive the sentence just now? Did you receive it?”. (Later, the server answer was added, which can show that the message was sent failed, but it does not ensure that it will fail.)

Of course, the advantage is that except for both parties to the call (interception is another matter), no one knows what you said. Now everything you say is recorded and can be checked.

Note 2: In the original history, in July 1996, when aliens invaded, these three founded the Mira Lis Company, and in November launched the world's first instant messaging software iq.

(To be continued.)
Chapter completed!