Green Trap

It's hard to imagine, the first one to read. It's hard to imagine that no one is watching

It feels like the author has written down his entrepreneurial experience, otherwise the career shaping, character setting, and legal terminology are so clear. However, I really like this work. It feels like a big work. Come on💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪

Prologue 1: Prelude to Symbiosis of Civilizations In the vast universe, the birth and growth of every civilization is like the stars before dawn hanging on the dark blue curtain, both small and stubborn. Just as the Trisolaran world seeks order in chaos, human beings have also fallen into the predicament of self-severance, imprisoning their thoughts in the realm of technological innovation, and using the sharp edge of capital to sever the veins of nature. Until a woman woke up from a car accident and a lightning strike and heard the civilized heartbeat of 33.8Hz. What this book records is not only a technological revolution in desert greening, but also a renewed dialogue between human civilization and the laws of nature. When Lin Jing's fingertips glowed with light, and when the roots of sunflowers weaved a resonance network underground, we finally caught a glimpse of another possibility outside the dark forest: life is not a hunting ground for the weak and the strong, but a sacred contract reached by billions of neurons through resonance. Just as the Trisolaran civilization awakened in the crisis, human beings also understood the truth in the sand sea of ​​Taklimakan. Real progress is never conquest and plunder, but learning to listen humbly to the rhythm of the universe in the veins of the leaves. But the darkness is never far away. The sniper muzzle of Green Energy Capital, the letter left by Academician Guo, and the cold blade in Sister Zhang's throat all confirm the cruelty of the axiom of cosmic sociology: survival is the first need of civilization. However, the most brilliant thing about mankind is that there are always people who are willing to turn themselves into torches and build retrograde dams in the torrent of entropy. These artificial sunflowers are not only technological creations, but also a declaration of survival to the universe: We choose to live with the sand, synchronize with the light, and grow our own sun in the desert. At this moment, please open this book and touch the pages stained with blood and sand. What you will see is not only the birth of intelligent cells or the overthrow of the capital empire, but also the choice of human civilization at the fork in life and death. When the Trisolaran fleet sails to the other side of the star sea, can we on earth also find the frequency that resonates with all things? The answer may lie in the oasis that is spreading at a rate of ten square kilometers per year, among the millions of intelligent plants that are always facing the dawn. I hope this journey will make you believe that even if the laws of the dark forest envelope the universe, there are still humans who are willing to bet the entire civilization and write another answer in the desert. Prologue 2: The Incalculable Abyss---The Labyrinth of Human Nature Beyond Newton's Laws "I can calculate the rotation of celestial bodies, but not the good and evil of human nature." Three centuries ago, when Newton wrote this sigh in "Mathematical Principles of Natural Philosophy", he may have foreseen that human beings can crack the code of the movement of the stars, but they can never solve the equation of their own souls. This book tells a legend that cannot be calculated in celestial mechanics. When Lin Jing's fingertips glow with 33.8Hz light, and when artificial sunflowers weave green neural networks in the desert, we seem to see the perfect extension of Newton's laws in the field of life. The resonance frequency of cell membranes can be accurately measured, the regulation equation of soil moisture can be established, and even the entropy reduction model of the ecosystem has been quantified. All this is as clear and traceable as the moon's orbit around the earth. However, the dark shadow of capital soon swallowed up the light. Academician Guo was openly murdered in a hotel in Country M, Zhang Lan had his throat cut in broad daylight, and the missing bodies of Lin Jing and his wife. These atrocities that occurred against the background of sophisticated technology suddenly tore apart the curtain of rational calculation. Only then did we realize: Humans can use quantum computers to simulate the birth of the universe, but they cannot use any formula to predict the assassination order signed in the conference room; they can use smart cells to repair the wounds of fighter planes, but they cannot predict the death trap lurking at the next intersection. Newton's sigh echoes in the desert laboratory to this day. We have conquered the entropy increase in the desert, but we cannot contain the entropy increase in our hearts; we can make artificial sunflowers accurately pursue the light, but we cannot prevent greed from dragging human nature into the shadows. Every moment of life and death recorded in the book is a bloody confirmation of this prophecy. The more perfect technology becomes, the more terrifying the chaos in human nature becomes. But hope is hidden here. When Lin Jing chose to disclose technology instead of monopolizing patents, when the three major research institutes resolutely stood against capital, and when Huayou Biotech transformed anti-cancer technology into the pursuit of justice, the brilliance that suddenly bloomed in human nature also exceeded the predictions of any mathematical model. Just like the three-body motion cannot be solved accurately but still maintains the balance of the universe, human beings always burst out divine sparks in the incalculable. This is not only a miracle of intelligent plants, but also a great experiment about the incalculability of human nature. Please read these words to see how humans are groping along the fault line between technology and ethics. Our left hand holds the key to unlocking the movement of the celestial bodies, but our right hand is always touching the fuzzy boundary between our own good and evil. When you close the page, the sunflowers in the desert are still pulsating at a frequency of 33.8Hz. This number can be written into textbooks, but you can never calculate when the next Chen Tairan will appear, nor where the next Lin Jing will be born. And this is the most awe-inspiring thing about human civilization: we are both interpreters of natural laws and variables that transcend all calculations.

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